"You're never home anymore! I want to see you for a whole day, not just for dinner or lunch. We don't even get to have sex very much now," Kitten blurted out all of a sudden over the steak dinner she had prepared for Sir. Work had become so busy lately that he was spending most nights at the office and only coming back to the house for meals and an occasional sexy visit.

Having sex maybe only once a week just wasn't good enough for Kitten, but it was no excuse to speak out of turn or accuse him of not being there for her. Her eyes grew wide as she stared at Sir, his face growing unreadable. Calm and quiet, he stood, his eyes never leaving hers. She grew anxious waiting for his reaction. She knew this outburst would get her punished and, though it scared her, she got a little excited, too.

"Bedroom... now."

Two words, just two simple words, but the fear they struck in her heart was unreal. Slowly, Kitten stood, knowing better than to speak now. The damage was done and nothing she said could fix it. Walking to the bedroom, she couldn't stop the trembling even though she tried. She stripped and knelt before the bed, facing away from the door. Completely naked, she waited, feeling vulnerable and scared of what was to come. It felt like an eternity before Sir even entered the room and even longer before he walked towaards.

He took his time walking to the dresser, where their "toy box" was kept. He rummaged through it. He knew just the noise of that would drive her crazy. Sir carefully picked out the perfect paddle and whip, still undecided on which to use. He grabbed the ball gag and blindfold, then looked through the butt plugs, picking out a medium sized one. He took out a vibrator as well.

Gathering them all, he walked to the bed. He laid everything out in view of her so she could see every item clearly. He knew he most likely wouldn't use all of them, but seeing them would make things worse for Kitten.

She watched as he laid each item down, her heart pounding harder with each one. When everything was laid out he picked up the blindfold and brought it to her face. She whimpered softly, almost not wanting him to put it on, but she held still as he wrapped it around her head and tied it tight. Kitten heard him pick up another item but didn't know what it was until he pressed the ball gag to her lips, instructing her to open. With the ball gag in place she waited to hear if he picked up anything else.

He pushed her shoulders until she leaned so far forward that her face touched the ground and her ass stuck up. She felt a smooth, hard, cold object touch her pussy lips. She gasped at the coldness but made sure she didn't jerk away. It entered slowly, stretching her open. He pumped it in and out a few times before trailing it up towards her ass. It was then she realized it was a butt plug. He slowly inserted it, making her gasp as it slid in. Once in place, he stood back and enjoyed the view. With a camera he snapped a few shots of her exposed pussy and ass.

"Lay on your back Kitten, press and hold two fingers on your clit. Leave them there until I say."

He made her stay like that for two minutes. "Release your clit and don't move," he instructed.

She stayed there, restless, not sure what was going to happen. Her clit ached to be touched again but she dare not risk getting in any more trouble. "Tap your clit. Slow and steady, then start increasing the pace. Harder Kitten." She slapped her pussy and felt her orgasm building, but she knew she was not permitted to cum.

"Stop," Sir commanded, causing Kitten to groan softly in frustration. "On your knees now," he growled.

When she was kneeling, Sir spread her legs wide, exposing her pussy to his hand. He slapped hard on her pussy then her ass, leaving red whelps on both checks. Sir slid fingers into her soaking wet cunt and finger-fucked her until all she could do was groan through the ball gag, Please! Suddenly, he stopped. Moaning, but unable to do anything, Kitten waited.

Eventually, he slipped his throbbing hard cock into her pussy and began to fuck hard and fast. "Cum for me Kitten! Cum for your master!" he groaned into her ear. Kitten screamed through the ball gag as she came hard and collapsed forward unable to hold herself upright. He picked her up, laid her down on the bed, and walked away. Kitten became nervous. How long would he leave her like that? Where was he going? And when would he be back?

It turned out he would leave her like that all night and would not release her until the morning. That was almost ten days ago and, three days from now, he would be home for a full day! She wanted it to be perfect. She went shopping for an outfit special for this occasion. Pink was too innocent, black too naughty, so she settled on a red lacy bra with matching panties and picked out a pair of black stilettos that laced up to mid-calf.

After finding the perfect little black silk robe to go with the ensemble she headed home. Pulling out the cookbook, she looked through it, trying to find the perfect meal to have cooked ahead of time to give them more time together that day. Kitten didn't want anything to take away from their day together. Sir loved her enchiladas so Kitten decided on beef, so they would have something to eat throughout the day to keep up their energy. She was anxious and couldn't wait for Sir's first full day home in six weeks. 

The morning of Sir's day off, she woke up all excited. She couldn't wait for the day to start. Jumping out of bed before Sir woke, she got dressed in her new outfit. Dressed, she hurried to the kitchen to make breakfast. It consisted of waffles, yogurt, strawberries, and blueberries with freshly squeezed orange juice and bacon to go with it. Food prepared, she quickly went to wake Sir from his heavy slumber.

"Sir, breakfast is ready. It's time to get up."

Kitten crawled on top of him, kissing softly to wake him. He stirred slightly, eyes fluttering open. He smiled up into her face as she pulled him from bed. Sir took in the view of his little Kitten. The black silk robe covered what was underneath, and he couldn't wait to see it. They headed for the kitchen and sat down for breakfast. As he ate he couldn't keep his eyes off her and started getting turned on.

"This is good Kitten, you are such a good cook," Sir said as he finished off his plate and drink. She blushed softly and thanked him. Her humility always turned him on.

Standing, she quickly cleared the table and began washing dishes. Sir came up behind her, running his hands up her body, making her moan. He gently pulled her hair to one side and kissed her neck, biting softly every now and again. "You look so sexy in that robe but I want to see what's under it," he growled softly in her ear before nipping at her earlobe.

He turned her around and untied the robe, letting it slip off her shoulders and onto the ground. He looked at her 38C lacy see-through bra and her lacy thong. He loved her body and couldn't help but begin kissing down her chest. Rubbing, massaging, biting, nipping, licking, making her moan laoud, he played with her tits. Abruptly, he stopped and told her to go to the bedroom.

In there, he tied her to the bed: she couldn't move at all. He took in his Kitten spreadeagled on the bed, only wearing her bra and thong. She looked up into his eyes, her face full of trust. Kissing her body, he made his way to her bra and, without warning ,ripped it off, easily tearing the delicate fabric. He began his assault on her nipples once more, making her moan loud and arch her back.

"Oh god, Sir! Please, Sir, fuck me. Fuck your Kitten. Make me your slut."

Sir grinned down at her and grabbed a gag and blindfold. He put them on her and she whimpered in excitement. Next, he reached for a vibrator and turned it on. Gently, he placed it on her nipple, letting it sit there for a time before moving it to the other one. He teased her her gently before trailing down her body to find her clit. Rubbing her clit, he made her moan through the gag. He held it there until she couldn't hold still, her body shaking and thrashing about, trying to get away from the vibrations on her clit. Unable to escape, she groaned loud, cumming hard.

"That's it, my little Kitten, cum for me," Sir purred to her.

He took the vibrator away and tore off her thong to get a better look at her sweet soaking pussy. He leaned down and kissed it softly, licking up her sweet tangy juices. "Oh Kitten, you taste so sweet. I've missed you," Sir said as he got between her thighs and slowly slid in his rock hard cock.

Placing his hands on her hips and lifting to arch her back, he slowly fucked her. Slow and steady, he slid in hard and deep. Faster and faster he fucked, pounding her sweet pussy. She screamed around her gag, groaning with each deep thrust. Moaning, Sir closed his eyes. "Oh god ,Kitten, I'm gonna cum." He growled loudly and, with a few last thrusts, came deep inside her and she groaned with him.

Pulling out, he smiled and removed Kitten's blindfold, looking into her sweet gentle blue eyes. He slowly untied her and took out her ball gag. "Oh Sir, I've missed you," Kitten cooed as he passionately kissed her, letting her know just how much he loved her.

He led her into the bathroom where he took his time washing her whole body. Once they were all clean, Sir took her into the living room to cuddle and watch a movie or two. They picked out a nice romance and laid out on the couch, totally naked, cuddling and enjoying the movie. Halfway through the second movie, they began to get hungry, so Kitten excused herself to the kitchen to warm up the beef enchiladas she had made the day before. She quickly put together rice and beans and set the table before heading back to the living room.

"Sir, lunch is ready," Kitten called as she walked into the room and around to the front of the couch.

Sir smiled at his beautiful Kitten as he stood up when she came in. Kitten couldn't help but look at his cock. She had to stop herself from dropping to her knees right then and there. She knew he was hungry so she held off.

They sat down to eat. The silence was comfortable as they looked into each other's eyes. Staring at his beautiful Kitten naked in front of him, Sir felt his cock growing hard. He followed the curvy outline of her body with his eyes, enjoying the view and the way she blushed. She stared back, watching his cock grow, and her eyes grew dark with lust for him. He finished eating and stood slowly, letting her see his semi-hard cock. Without saying a word, she knelt before him and took his beautiful member in her hand.

She kissed the tip softly and her tongue circled around the head. Taking it into her mouth, she sucked on the tip, looking deep into his eyes. He laid his hand on the back of her head pulling her closer. She gagged a little when his length touched the back of her throat but she forced herself not to move. Sir rocked his hips back and forth and started to deep throat her, pumping in and out harder and harder. But he stopped, pushing her away so that he did not cum so soon.

"Bedroom, my sweet Kitten," he growled.

Kitten stood. "Yes Sir," she replied, yelping slightly when he slapped her ass. She hurried to the room, not wanting to wait any longer, and wondered just what he planned to use on her. In the bedroom, Sir led her to the stockade and had her put her head and hands in. Locking her in, he walked to the "toy box" and pulled out a whip, a vibrator, and a ball gag.

He walked to Kitten and laid the items on the small table next to her. He secured the ball gag in her mouth and then walked behind her. Slowly, he brushed the whip across her ass, causing her to squirm with excitement, before pulling it back and swinging hard. The resounding crack of the whip across her ass was followed by Kitten's muffled scream. Again he swung, leaving red marks across her backside. She cried out again as the whip cracked across her. Over and over she felt the sting, her throat growing raw from the screams no one could hear.

He stopped as suddenly as he started and gently rubbed his hand over her raw ass. Leaning down, he kissed softly all over the redness. She moaned as a tear slid down her cheek; she knew, even though it hurt, the reward would be so worth it. She felt the vibrator press against her clit and she pushed back, excited, but Sir didn't turn it on. He teased her for a few minutes, listening to her groan in frustration.

He switched it on and rubbed over her clit as she squirmed. He slid it inside and back out, taking it over her clit again. He repeated this pattern a few times before stopping at her clit, leaving it there until she couldn't stand it. Just before she came, he stopped. Kitten groaned again in frustration but it didn't last long as Sir slammed his cock into her throbbing cunt, pounding with such force she thought the stockade would tip over. But it stood.

Kitten screamed as he fucked her, her whole body aching, and her legs about to give out. Sir held her hips, keeping her up until, just as suddenly as he started, he stopped. He moved to her head, undid the ball gag and shoved his cock into her salivating mouth. Deep throating her until he came, Sir fucked her mouth relentlessly. She had trouble swallowing strand after strand of cum but she succeeded in swallowing every last sweet, warm drop. He pulled out and let her clean him up before he let her out of the stockade. Sir picked her up and laid her on the bed to rest. She whimpered as her still raw ass touched the bed.

"Roll over, Kitten," Sir commanded softly. Taking the soothing lotion from the nightstand, he rubbed it on her ass. She gasped softly but enjoyed the sensation. She laid there, almost falling asleep as he rubbed her ass, making it feel better. When she had strength back in her legs, he pulled her off the bed and they headed for the shower to clean up.

Soon it would be dinner and neither one could wait for dessert. Kitten busied herself cleaning the kitchen and preparing dinner. She'd planned paghetti and meatballs, homemade garlic bread she'd made the day before, and a hand-tossed salad. Sir loved her cooking and he grew hungry again as he smelled the food, sitting in his office chair while he checked emails. His house wasn't a mansion but it definitely wasn't small. Even so, the whole place now smelled of Kitten's cooking and he loved it. As dinner drew near, Sir felt his hunger grow. Not for her food - although he couldn't wait to eat - but a hunger for his Kitten. He'd never had a sub that he loved this much. He knew one of these days, he would make her his wife but, for now, the timing wasn't right.

"Sir?" Kitten's soft confused voice jostled him from his thoughts of rings and wedding bells. He shook his head gently, looked into those crystal blue eyes and again felt the strong love he had for her.

"I'm sorry Kitten, I wasn't listening. Please, what were you saying?" Sir inquired, feeling a bit bad for ignoring her like that.

"I asked if you wanted to take your dinner in here or are you done with your business for the day?" Kitten spoke softly, curious as to what he'd been thinking that caused him to not hear her. Sshe knew better than to ask.

"I'm sorry, my dear, there were just a few things I needed to do so that I would not be called back into the office today. I will eat in the dinning room with you, Kitten. What did you make that smells so amazing?" Sir couldn't help but smile at the small blush that began to show on Kitten's face. She was so humble.

"Spaghetti with homemade garlic bread. It's ready whenever you are," Kitten replied sheepishly.

Sir stood and followed her to the dinning room. Sitting at the table, he breathed in the aroma. Once again they ate in comfortable silence and, as soon as they had finished, Sir went back to his office to finish the emails. Kitten cleaned up the kitchen and washed all the dishes. Done, she gently knocked on the office door.

"Sir, I was going to take a shower before bed, and I was wondering if you would like to join me," Kitten called through the door.

"Yes, I'll join you. Get the water started and get in. I'll be right behind you," Sir replied. He quickly finished his work so as to not take anymore time from his day with Kitten. He hated the fact that the day was almost over and he would soon have to wake up for work again. He wished for more time to devote to his sweet Kitten, but knew he would not be granted that wish.

He headed to the bathroom and he paused for a minute, enjoying the silhouette of Kitten's body through the foggy shower door. Her perfect hourglass figure turned him on every time he gazed upon it.

"Kitten, kneel on the shower floor, hands behind your head and open your mouth," Sir instructed and was pleased to see her act instantly. He opened the door and took in the way her chest was pushed out, her eyes on him with her mouth open ready for his hardening cock. He walked up and put his throbbing cock in and slowly fucked her face, groaning loudly as he felt her soft lips gliding across his erection. Her mouth felt so good he just couldn't help but close his eyes and lean his head back.

He stopped her, made her stand, and then bent her over, facing away from him. He slid in and pounded her pussy, as he watched the water beads run down her body. Her moans echoed in the shower and her hands tried desperately to find something to grab onto to no avail. Sir made a mental note to have a bar inside the shower for her to hold herself up. Pounding hard, he brought her to the edge but, as he felt her muscles begin to tighten, he pulled out. He didn't want to finish just yet so he instructed her to complete washing. She groaned in frustration and he slapped her ass but had to hide his smile when she yelped.

When they'd dried, Sir took her to the bed and tied her up, spreadeagled. He wanted to end this day perfectly. Taking the riding crop from the "toy box," he stood over her and brushed it across her tits. Without warning he hit one then the other, causing Kitten to cry out. He hit again, right on a nipple this time. She cried out and squirmed but, as she was tied down, she couldn't avoid the lashes. Again and again the crop cracked across her body, up and down her torso, until finally he moved to her pussy. He laid it on her clit, holding it there. He pressed gently and Kitten raised her hips against the crop. He slapped hard on her clit, paused, then slapped again. She screamed with each swat.

He put the riding crop on the ground beside the bed and climbed on top of her. He slid his hard cock in and began pumping. Harder and faster he pounded. Grabbing her throat, he choked her as he fucked and her eyes rolled back in pleasure. She groaned and tried to scream but no sound came out as he fucked harder and harder.

"Please Sir," she finally managed, "let me cum. Oh god, I'm going to cum." Kitten cried out, trying not to cum until he allowed.

"Cum for me, Kitten. Cum with your master," Sir growled into her ear as he gave a few more thrusts, shooting cum deep into her cunt. She came hard with him, unable to keep from screaming. When he was done, he didn't pull out but, instead, gently laid on top of her, groaning softly, "Oh Kitten, what am I going to do tomorrow when I go back to work?"

But she never replied, too tired to answer. He untied her, wrapped her in his arms, and they stayed like that until morning, when the alarm blared all too soon.