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Subject: "Pet" Pt. 3 by Pami F/m
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Yes, its a sex story.  If you don't like it, please don't read it   If you are
under 21, you CAN'T read it.

This is a theme I am feeling compelled to continue.  It might go further.  Are
you all liking it?  Write me....


Oh.  I almost forgot.  And do not repost, or post anywhere without my
permission.

PET - Pt. 3  F/m

He jolted awake and was disoriented.  He felt the warmth of her body next to
him and smiled to himself.  His closed his eyes and drifted back into a
dreamland.  All was right with the world.

She leisurely came out of her deep sleep and smiled lazily to herself.  She
stretched, feeling the weight of his body next to her and she licked her lips.
He had been every bit as delicious as she had hoped.  Last night had been the
first step in their journey together.  She was hoping that he would allow
himself to admit that he had enjoyed it as much as she had.  Some men had
difficulty accepting that they wanted to be submissive.  They insisted on being
the “macho” man, and trying to lord it over her.  She knew that she could only
be fully complete with a man who put her needs first.  Who recognized that his
greatest pleasure was in giving her pleasure.  Who wanted to revere her, honor
her... WORSHIP her.  She, in return, would savor him.  She would treasure him,
and take him down paths that he never knew existed.  And she knew that he would
experience the most exquisite pleasures, but only because she chose to allow
him.

She ran her sharp nails down his broad chest, drawing a moan from him as the
tingling pulled him out of the dream that he was buried in.  He opened his
crystal blue eyes and looked deeply into her bottomless chocolate brown pools
and he wondered idly why waking up next to her this way felt so... so....
ideal.  He licked his lips and started to speak.  “L... Last night,” he
stammered.  “Last night was perfect.  Could we do that again sometime?”

She chuckled lightly.  He was so darn cute!  “Oh pet,” she smiled.  “We will do
all of that.  And more.  I promise you.”  She pushed the stray curl off of his
forehead and ran her fingers through the wavy black hair.  She pulled gently
but firmly on the strands at the nape of his neck, and she watched those clear
eyes of his sparkle in some way that told her.... he liked this.  He liked this
very much!  Her full lips curved into a smile and she pulled his head to her
and kissed him.  Deeply.  Satisfyingly.  Drawing his tongue into her mouth and
sucking on it until she felt him totally and completely relax in her embrace.

She suddenly released him and got out of bed.  He felt adrift momentarily, and
then she reached down and extended her hand.  “Let’s shower, pet,” she smiled.

He practically jumped out of bed to follow her luscious body into the bathroom.
 Her ass was curved and full, and he remembered last night....  He remembered
her kneeling on the bed before him.  She had commanded him to lick and kiss
every satiny inch of her cheeks.  And he had.  Licking and nibbling.  Feasting
on the curved half-moons.  She had reached around and pulled them apart and she
had only said, “You know what I want, pet.  You know you want to please me.
Make me feel good.  It will make YOU feel good.  Go ahead pet...”  And he had.
He had never licked a woman’s crack before.  His tongue had drifted down the
crease, and her moans had been ecstasy for him.  He was pleasing her.  Pleasing
Miss.  And when he finally reached that pink rosebud, he had to admit to
himself, he WANTED to lick her there.  He wanted to taste her.  He wanted to
touch ALL of her.  And so he had.  Licking delicately at first, hearing her
cries.  And then, relaxing as his whole world devolved in only this
moment...gently pushing his tongue inside her.  He HAD been a little nervous
about it.  After all, one DID read stories.  But she was clean.  Inside and
out.  Little did she know that she had prepared herself for this.  Just in case
he had turned out to be the one.  And as she wriggled on the end of his tongue,
she was glad that he was indeed her pet.

As these thoughts raced through his mind, she grabbed an extra toothbrush out
of the closet and handed it to him silently.  They brushed their teeth
companionably, looking at each other in the mirror and smiling.  As they rinsed
their mouths, she reached up and pulled his head down again.  And kissed him
deeply.  He kissed her back.  He felt his cock twitch...he was half-hard.  He
glanced down...her nipples were erect.  But was it because of him?  Or just the
slight chill in the air, compared to the warmth of the bed?  He felt a pang of
uncertainty.  Damn.... he wanted her to want him just as badly as he needed
her.

She stepped aside.  “Start the shower, pet,” she idly told him.

He turned on the spray and adjusted it so it was warm, but not scalding hot.
“Ok... done.  Do you want to get in?  Or should I?” he smiled at her.

Her liquid brown eyes dimmed momentarily.  What had he done? He panicked.  “Is
something wrong?  Is it too hot?  Is it too cold?  Please...I can fix it,” he
earnestly told her.

“Pet....what are you to call me?”

He smiled.  “Oh...THAT!  I thought that was just for last night,” he laughingly
told her.

She didn’t answer his smile.  Just stood there with the slightly disapproving
look on her face.

“Miss.... please....” he began, slightly uncomfortably.  He had thought that
was just the champagne talking last night.  

She cut him off.  And flashed that intoxicating smile at him.  “MUCH better,
sweet.  Now go ahead and get in, I’m right behind you.”

He climbed into the warm spray, feeling it dampen his body, and extended his
hand so she could get in behind him.  They both sighed in contentment as the
warm water sluiced down their bodies, slickening the skin.

Her arms slid around him from behind.  She pressed her hard nipples against his
back.  And she softly said, “ALWAYS remember that you are my pet.  You are
MINE.  I know it, and if you look inside yourself, you will know it too.”

He wondered if she meant what he thought she meant.  He didn’t want to be a
“pet.”  He had always dated women who had let him make the decisions.  They had
let HIM initiate the lovemaking.  They had let HIM basically run the
relationship.  He was comfortable with that.  He liked that.  He certainly
didn’t want some woman telling him what to do.  

Her teeth nipped his shoulder blade sharply, bringing him back to the present.
He drew a sharp breath and then exhaled as her fingernails simultaneously
pinched both of his nipples.  But DAMN, she knew what buttons to push!

She stroked him all over.  She soaped his back and his chest.  She rinsed him
off.  She looked down at his erect prick and back up into his face.  “Would you
like me to wash that too?” she asked him gently.

“Yes, Miss,” he responded involuntarily.

He groaned as her soapy fingers ran back and forth across his shaft.  She
pulled and prodded and stroked and Jesus...she knew just how to touch him.  She
soaped his balls, ran her fingers over and around them, and he felt their
fullness.  He was FULL of come.  Full for her.  But, he didn’t want to come
yet, so he pushed her hands away.  “No.  No...not yet,” he told her.

She pinched his nipple.  “NO.” she said sharply.  “You have to learn.  You will
come when I say, WHERE I say.  I will make you feel sooo good, sweet.  You will
learn to allow me full control over your body, because.... pet.... you know
that I know EXACTLY how to make you explode until you think you will pass out.”

Her hands returned to his shaft, which had not softened at all as her words
sank into his consciousness.  “Now, pet....” she purred as she stroked him to
full erection again, “would you like to come for me?”

His mind was processing her words.  Jesus...she was a domme.  It was finally
clear to him!  This wasn’t some game to her.  She wanted him to obey
her...ALWAYS!  His body was screaming for release... but he knew... he
KNEW...that if he came right now, somehow she would be right.  He would be her
pet.  He would be hers.  The feeling was starting to overtake his
brain...pushing out the common sense he knew was there.

Her skilled hands pulled on him.  She knew, without a doubt, that this was the
moment of truth.  Last night had been incredibly hot and erotic.  But he HAD
been somewhat under the influence of the champagne.  This morning...he was
sober and aware of everything.  This morning was the test.  She hoped that he
would allow himself to admit it.  She hoped that his mind would allow his soul
to do the thinking.  He was MEANT to be her pet!  She knew it, and deep
inside....she knew that HE knew it.

“Pet....” she started... “Pet...if you come for me now, you know what it means.
 It means that you want me to be your mistress.  And I will take you places
that you have never even dreamed of.  I will bring you pleasure in SO many
forms.  And you will bring me pleasure.  Wouldn’t that be nice?  Think of it.
Think of burying yourself inside me.  Think of my screams of passion.  Think of
YOUR screams of passion.” 

She felt his balls tighten.  She was exulting inside.  He was almost there!
She knew it.  She stepped up her assault on his senses.  She leaned towards him
while she massaged his cock and balls, stopping to flick her fingernails over
the sensitive underside of the head.
He couldn’t talk.  She was making him want her so badly.  She was telling him
about the pleasures in store for him.  All he had to do was consent.  All he
had to do was come for her...now.  All he had to do was allow the feelings
inside him quiet the voice in his head.  All he had to do....as he felt her
head against his chest and she bit his right nipple... HARD!   He stopped
thinking and only FELT.

“AHHHH....MISSSSS......” he groaned loudly as his cock exploded in her hands.
He shot spurt after spurt of hot come onto her body, mixing with the warm water
running over both of them.  His cock convulsed and felt like it was going to
rip off into her hands, the release was so strong.

He stood in the shower, and she felt the shudders of the aftershocks ripple
through his body.  She exulted inside.  She knew he was hers, and NOW maybe he
knew it.  

He was totally and completely drained.  He had never felt this way before.  As
his prick softened in her grip, he became aware of her hands on his shoulders.
He looked down into her eyes.  They were such a soft brown.  Almost liquid.  He
thought he could look into them always.  Especially if she always made him feel
this good.  And then he felt her hands pushing him down, down he went.  To his
knees, in the shower before her.  His eyes focused on those glorious dark pink
nipples of hers, even with his sight line.  And his mouth watered.

She saw him swallow as he looked at her tits.  She pulled on the curls at his
neck to make him look up at her face.  “Pet....  You know it, don’t you?  You
know...I was right.  You are mine.  I am yours, pet.  I am your Miss.  I am
your mistress.  I promise you....I WILL take you places that you cannot
conceive.  And you will take me there too.  And I will treasure you as much as
you will treasure me.”  She looked deeper into those eyes...looking inside
him....and she smiled.

“Yes, Miss.  I am.  Please...show me....”  he smiled back up at her.  He
realized that it would be ok.  It would be alright.  She was still the
wonderful woman he had expected.  But...she was even more than he expected.
And he couldn’t wait to continue down that road with her.


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