megstar's blog post - Sir's Cock

I open the door and place my bag near the desk where you have placed yours. You’re not here but that was to be expected, I glance at the clock before entering the bathroom. I stand looking at myself in the mirror as I undress making sure that I’m looking my best for you before going back into the room and choosing my spot to wait for your return.
I kneel, hands behind my back holding my wrists, shoulders back my head slightly dipped and then my eyes close and I concentrate on my breathing, focussing on clearing my mind of everything except the here and now, You, relaxing and waiting for the door to open.
I don’t have to wait long until I hear your key turn in the lock, a shiver of excitement runs though me and my pussy clenches and my nipples harden that little bit more.
I hear you walk towards me and I can’t help but smile.
“Good morning”
“Good morning Sir”
You stroke my hair as you stand before and I breathe in your scent. All trace of any worries I had in my head drift away at that moment and calmness falls over me.
“You may open your eyes Meg”
I open them looking up to meet your gaze, smiling I watch as you undress. Removing your shirt and placing it on the chair, your shoes and socks placed under the table and then your hands reach for your trouser button.
“Sir”
“Yes Meg”
“May I?”
“May you what? Meg”
“Please may I remove your trousers?”
You stand in front of me looking down into my eyes, seeing the desire in them, knowing what it is I want.
“You may”
I release my wrists and bring my hands up to your waist slowly moving my fingers to undo the button and then pulling the zip down, I ease your trousers down my hands lingering on your behind for just a brief moment before pulling them down to your ankles for you to step out off. My hands move back up to the waistband of your underwear hooking my thumbs inside before gently pulling them down too.
I rock back on my heels looking up, “May I?” I ask a little hopeful. “Please”
You smile at my eagerness, “No. Not yet.”
My pussy pulses, what is it about being denied that turns me on? I lower my gaze to your cock and bite down on my lower lip.
You turn and walk away, opening your bag you take out a camera and place it on the table before reaching in once more to take out something else that I can’t quite see. You turn back towards me and my eyes fall to your hands to see what you are holding.
My eyes light up at the sight of new clamps and I can’t stop the grin from appearing on my face. You smile at my delight and then I see that glint in your eyes that tell me I’m going to be enjoying these.
“Hands”
I quickly move my arms and hands back to position behind me. My shoulders once more pushed back and my breasts presented for you. You let the chain from the clamps touch my skin, the coolness making my already hard nipples harden further. I squirm excited, wanting. You walk behind me and lean down to whisper in my ear.
“Now Meg these are unlike your other clamps just remember that.”
My mind races back to the description you had sent me. The harder I resist the harder they pinch. Your hands come around to my breasts gently rubbing my nipples between your fingers and then as you attached the first of the clamps I let out a small gasp. It pinches my nipple perfectly taking me by surprise, I quickly gain my focus as you attach the second clamp. My head dips down as I take the pressure that is being applied. It hurts but then the hurt gives way to another sensation pleasure and as I adjust to the feeling my head rises again.
“Please Sir may I now?”
“May you now what?”
“Please Sir may I now taste your cock?”
Plain and simple you say No.
I wait and as I do I get wetter and wetter, desire coursing through me as I wait for your permission. I want to put my lips to your cock, I want to breathe you in to close my mouth around you, hard between my lips licking you till you pulse at my touch.
I want to hold you while I lick my way up to your head, licking all around as if your cock were an ice cream cone. Running my tongue all around the rim gently, flicking it over the opening slowly and then running it across the vein that pulses beneath it. Pushing just enough for a small droplet of precum to escape for me to taste.
You release one of my nipples from its clamp causing me to curse under my breath before quickly apologising. You rearrange the chain so that it goes up and around the back of my neck and twisted into my hair before you carefully attach the clamp once more to my nipple.
I lift my head slightly and in doing so feel the clamps tighten gently and with that my smile slowly wanes. You take hold of my hair, wrapping it around you hand and then you pull, pulling my head back. The clamps tighten harder and I fight with the feelings they give me. Pain courses though my nipples into my breasts and I lock my eyes onto yours. I need to focus to get through this sudden shift of discomfort that they bring.
“Good Girl” you say as you gently pull my hair tighter, holding me there as the clamps tighten, watching as the sensations flood though me and I struggle to regain my composure.
Slowly you loosen your grip and let the tension go loose once more, I drop my head forward exhaling as my nipples once more have less pressure on them.
You move so that you are once more standing before me, your cock inches from my face. I am still kneeling, still waiting.
“Sir please May I now?”
You step back and look down at me, “May you what?”
“Please Sir may I please suck your cock.”
“Beg Meg.”
I rock on my ankles, “Please Sir may I worship your cock? May I please have your permission Sir?”
You smile and step back around to stand behind me.
“You may Meg.”
I try to shuffle around but you reach for my hair once more, pulling my head back setting my nipples on fire. I yelp my breathing coming in little pants as I fight the pain. My chest rising and falling quickly as I digest the pain the clamps are causing.
“Nothing is ever easy Meg”
I swallow and then your cock is resting on my lips. I tilt my head back slightly so that I can open my mouth and have you on my tongue. I lick at your cock running my tongue over your head as much as I can reach. The angle of my head is not right I can’t get your cock in my mouth fully I can only like the tip and it frustrates me.
You are in control only allowing me so much before once more releasing my hair before coming round to face me again. I slowly bring my head back down relishing in the pain from the clamps, my pussy pulsing with each wave that flows from my nipples.
You allow my lips to once more taste your cock. I slide you into my mouth, up and down my tongue moves taking you further and further each time. You let me have my moment however brief before you once more take a firm control of me.
You make be beg once more until you know that I am aching for nothing else but your cock.
And then you grasp my hair and decide how far I can go. You push my head down hard so that all I can do is focus on relaxing my throat as I gag a little. You hold it there for a moment before slowly withdrawing until you are just on my lips once more. I lick my lips and then slowly go down a little at a time until you are buried in my mouth and then slowly I go back up releasing you, repeating this process taking you right in holding you there as my tongue feels every inch of you. Your hands grip my hair tighter you are back in control and you move quickly, in rhythm, up and down, you getting harder. Your cock hits the back of my throat once more I fight the gag as you hold yourself there as my eyes water. When I think I can’t go on you slowly inch out slightly before forcing yourself back in and holding yourself there once more and then repeating this act, up down up down up and down right down holding until I can’t take it no more and then back up.
And then you’re ready you pull out and I look up at you, “Please Sir please May I have your cum now”
You wait.
“Sir Please may I have your cum now.”
You tug at the chain making me gasp.
“Oh God Sir Please please may I have your cum.”
“Good Girl”
And then you fucking my face hard, in and out you go deeper and deeper with each thrust, my eyes streaming with every other thrust as my gag reflex fights your cock. My tongue can feel that vein throbbing and then with one more deep thrust you hold my head with you buried deep in my mouth and empty yourself down my throat.
“Good Girl, do not waste a drop.”
I swallow and as you slowly withdraw my tongue cleans you making sure that every last drop is tasted.
“Thank you Sir.”