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We started a conversation before we went to bed. We continued the conversation while Master T was casually pushing one finger, then two, then three inside me. I had permission to come without asking. I was horny and our conversation did not only make me go into “submissive mode”, but it also made me feel even hornier.

He pushed fingers deep into me and then moved His fingers to my clitoris, rubbing it. My orgasms became wetter and wetter. Four fingers were inside me, moving in and out, building the next orgasm. Sometimes Master T only had to touch my clitoris for me to climax. I felt myself squirt several times and felt the fluids running down my butt crack. I did not know what I wanted. Would I like Him to push His fingers into my ass or would I want Him to fist my pussy. I like both, but since both tend to give me major orgasms, I knew that I could not have both. And I was not the one who would decide what would happen.

I spread my legs some more, opening myself up for Master T. He pushed deeper into my pussy. I then knew His intentions: He wanted to fist my pussy. He has never been inside me with His entire hand. I was at the point where I wished I could just switch my thoughts off and just relax enough for Him to push in. Somehow my body seemed to fight the intrusion and no matter how much I wanted all of His hand in me, there was a point where He just got… well, uh, stuck.

But it did not make it less enjoyable. He frequently pulled out, touched my clitoris, brought me to another squirting orgasm and then continued to push His hand into me, trying to get pass the ‘blockage’. I thought it would get easier, since I got wetter, but that was just my problem. I should not have been thinking. I should have just surrendered to the feeling of His hand in me.

I moved my hand towards my clitoris. Hovering just above it, I spoke.
“May I?”
“No.”
He pulled His fingers out of me and lightly touched my clitoris. I climaxed almost instantly and just as the waves of my orgasm ebbed away, He pushed down harder, causing me to climax again. Again His four fingers and thumb disappeared into me.
“Come with your fingers… touch your clitoris,” He invited.
I did, feeling Him pushing harder into me, still trying to get all of His hand into me. I pushed hard against His hand and pressed down hard on my clitoris. A climax exploded all through my body, leaving me panting and shivering.

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He pulled His hand from me and then held it above my face.
“Lick,” He said.
I looked at Him, still panting, but also stalling. Was He serious?
“Lick your horny juices from my hand,” He said again.
I breathed in and at the same time I remembered His words: There will be new demands. And they will not all be easy. You will grow more. You will do what I ask of you without hesitation. You will become my perfect sub, my perfect slave, my perfect slut, my 3S.
This must have been one of those new demands, or was it something that He just thought about at that very moment?

All of these thoughts went through my head in less than a seconds. I looked at His hand that still hovered above my face and licked. I tasted myself. It was a bit sour. It was definitely not the first time that I have tasted myself and I knew that just like with men, women taste different from time to time. It was, however, the first time that He has asked me to lick so much of my juices from His hand. One lick and I pulled back and breathed in again, holding onto His wrist.

Then I started licking in earnest. I licked the palm of His hand, removing all of my fluids. I licked the top of His hand and then took His fingers in my mouth, two at a time. The more I licked, the better it tasted and the less awkward I felt. He wanted me to clean His hand; I wanted to obey. Every drop of me was gone when I stopped. His hand was clean.

“Good girl,” He said before He fucked me.

© Rebel’s Notes

Marie Rebelle
Marie Rebelle is an erotic author and the driving force behind Rebel's Notes. She is creator of the weekly meme, Wicked Wednesday and coordinator of a Dutch writers group. She lives in the Netherlands with her Husband and kids and besides being very busy with her website and writing stories, she has a fulltime job.
Marie Rebelle
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  2 Responses to “Fisting & Licking”

  1. I LOVE it when mine makes me lick my juices from his hands or cock. Enthusiastic doesnt begin to describe it! The taste does very greatly, depending on the food Ive eaten and where I am in my hormonal cycle. Hope you enjoyed it just as much :)

    • I sure enjoyed it! He hasn’t done that to me again yet, other than that I had to lick myself off His fingers. I love it every time :)

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