The following Friday, he arrived at her house, and she answered the door naked apart from her choker, black seam hold-ups and black high heels as he had instructed earlier that day. “Good evening, Master. Coffee?”

“Yes, please, Doll,” he replied, walking into the front room, removing his suit jacket and sitting on the sofa. She returned a few minutes later, handed him a cup, took a few steps back and stood with her feet slightly apart, hands clasped behind her back, head bowed respectfully.

He sipped his coffee and said, “Good girl, Doll, I have a present for you,” as he held out a small black paper bag.

“Thank you so much, Master,” she said, stepping forward to take the bag. “Oh wow,” she exclaimed with a smile as she pulled black-and-silver-detailed lace lingerie from the bag. “Thank you, Master; they are so pretty. May I put them on?” she asked excitedly.

“You may, Doll; start with the suspender belt.”

“Yes, Master,” she said.

He watched her intently as she clipped the delicate lace belt around her hips and clipped the stockings to it one by one. He loved the way the straps framed her perfectly smooth pussy. She did a little twirl, and he said, “Panties next.”

She stepped into the tiny lace-fronted thong and slid it up over her voluptuous ass.

Finally, she held up the bra and said, “36E, you even got the correct size, Master.” He smiled, not taking his eyes off her as she did up the bra, adjusted the straps, and stood with her hands on her hips, looking proud.

“You look beautiful, Doll. I must say, I have good taste. I also have 2 other things for you.” From one pocket, he took a short chain dog lead with a leather handle and from the other, he took a small silver butt plug with a purple jewel on the end.

Her blue eyes visibly widened as he stood and clipped the lead to her collar.

“Get on the floor, Doll, where you belong.” he said.

“Yes, Master,” she replied immediately and dropped to all fours on the floor at his feet.

“You are to remain on the floor until I permit you to stand. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Good girl,” he continued. “Now open your mouth.”

She complied silently, and he popped the cold metal butt plug into her mouth and waited for her to close it.

“Don’t drop it, Doll,” he said as he wrapped the lead around his hand and started walking in slow circles around the room. She followed on all fours as best as she could; he would occasionally give the lead a little tug if she was not fast enough.

Finally, he came to a stop and said, “Stay! Good girl.”

He stepped behind her and pulled the leash gently to force her to arch her back, then gave her ass a hard but short spanking, sliding his hand between her buttocks to firmly stroke her pussy through the delicate lace of her thong, which he then moved to one side and gently inserted two fingers into her warm, wet pussy. He fingered her for a few minutes till her muffled moans became louder.

After a while, he withdrew and slid his soaked fingers a little higher and gently inserted one finger into her tight asshole. After a short, silent pause, she started moaning gently again as he probed deeper. Dropping the leash, he reached his free hand around to place it under her mouth, simply saying, “Drop,” in a stern voice.

The heavy metal plug landed in his hand, covered in her saliva, and she gasped loudly. He slowly removed his finger and replaced it with the tip of the butt plug at the entrance to her ass. He applied gentle pressure and watched as it stretched her open, before sliding inside, the hole closing behind it till all he could see was the jewelled base.

He replaced the thin material of her thong over it and firmly stroked her pussy as he applied a little pressure to the plug with his thumb. “Comfortable, Doll?” he asked as she writhed a little beneath his strokes.

“Oh God, yes, thank you, Master,” she managed to moan in response.

“I didn’t give you permission to cum, did I, Doll?” he asked sternly while actually rubbing her pussy harder.

“No... Master,” she said, straining to control herself.

He slid his hand up her ass and again delivered a brief hard spanking, before holding the leash by the chain, saying, “You need to learn obedience.”

At the end of each word, he whipped her plump ass with the leather handle of the leash, the last two forcing a sharp little yelp from her.

“Yes, Master, sorry, Master,” she said.

“Good girl. Time I took my slave for a walk,” he said.

Before she could react, he started to slowly walk towards the back door and gave the leash a sharp tug. She followed on all fours. He opened the back door and looked to either side, confident there was no one in the neighbouring back gardens. He walked out.

“Master,” she said, hesitating in the doorway.

 “Come on, or do I have to punish you again, Doll?”

“No, Master,” she said and carefully descended the single step onto the small square lawn to stop by his side.

It was summer, and it was a warm, dry night. “Go on then, walk,” he said slapping her ass with the leash handle. She immediately started to crawl on all fours in front of him. He slowly walked behind her, using the leash to coax her around the edge of the lawn 3 or 4 times, enjoying the sight of her breasts swaying and her naked ass framed by the thong wiggling as she crawled, the jewelled butt plug occasionally catching the light and glinting in her ass.

As they passed the low garden bench near the back door, he sat down and pulled on the leash to turn her in a small circle to bring her to a stop next to him, saying simply. “Sit.”

She sat on the grass at his feet. He took out and lit a cigarette and stroked her hair as she rested her head on his lap.

They sat in silence for a few minutes while he smoked.

She broke the silence by saying, “May I suck your dick, please, Master, to say thank you for the beautiful lingerie?” He could not help but laugh a little.

“Yes, you may, Doll. Good girl.”

She immediately unzipped his trousers and released his erect penis, stroking him to full hardness before taking him into her mouth and enthusiastically sucking his length deep into her throat, and rapidly moving back and forth.

Suddenly, she felt his hand on the back of her head, which was slowly forced down his member till it touched the back of her throat, and she nearly gagged.

He held her there and said, “Slowly, Doll, slowly.”

He eased his grip, and she continued, taking care to slow down so he could savour the warm embrace of her lips. “Good girl,” he said, stroking her head.

He slowly smoked, while she attentively and enthusiastically sucked his dick.

Once or twice, he would wait for her to take him to the back of her throat and would apply pressure to the back of her head to hold her there until she gagged a little (something she had told him she enjoyed) before allowing her to move up and gasp for air. After a few minutes, he said, “Would you like me to take you inside and spank your ass now, Doll?”

 She immediately looked up with a smile and said, 'Yes, please, Master.”

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