The Skylar Diaries, Capturing (c) Copyright Sascha Illyvich, 2001
By:  Sascha Illyvich

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Diary Entry 2:

Face sitting, an odd concept until my Mistress Katrina introduced me to it  tonight.  She said I had earned the pleasure of tasting her and being smothered in her gifted, and finely scented genitals because I had been such an obedient boy.  She loved that I was eager to please and learn Her.

Bound, we played in much the same manner; she paddled my thighs, ass, nipples and even scratched my back, digging her beautiful purple nails deep within my skin.  She teased my cock until I was thoroughly aroused, licked and sucked me until I almost reached that point of no return.  I squirmed and writhed against my bonds, moaning for Her but when She let up, my body reacted by letting my hormones race through my system.  Inside, I was burning, aching to spill my seed about Her body or at least on myself but She would have none of that.

She strutted about the room, shedding clothes casually, throwing them here or there, letting them occasionally brush against my skin.  Meanwhile I ached for some release but again She would not have anything to do with my ejaculation.

"You have been a very good boy, taking your punishment," She said.  She knelt down beside me whispering, her hot breathe in my ear, "Now you may be rewarded with a new gift."

She lifted her skirt and I saw her bare beneath, sweet aroma filled my nostrils from her pussy.  She stood in front of me, parting her lips with two fingers and I saw the delicate little bud of her clitoris peaking out. Slender lips, neatly trimmed outlined Her orifice.  "You get the pleasure of this, smothering, covering, glazing you over, and if you do a good job.well."

She lifted one leg and placed it on the other side of my head.  She lowered herself slowly onto my lips and I kissed her crevice.  Slowly at first, kissing her lips, her skin and as I darted my tongue in and out until her legs surrounded me and I could barely breath.

As I felt smothered, I lapped and licked eagerly.  She moved back and forth on my face, slowly grinding her pussy against my lips.  I buried my tongue further inside her, swirling as much as I could while she moaned.  Such lovely cries heard through muffled ears!

Her wetness tasted salty and within a few seconds, she came, wriggling faster about my face.  I swallowed her every drop, continuing to lick until she had calmed down and lifted herself from my face.

"Not quite the glazed over effect I was hoping for," she said, delighted in her pleasure, "But it's a start."  She slipped out of the skirt, letting it drop to the floor at her feet.

I smiled, glowing with satisfaction since she was pleased.  Her hands stroked my chest, fingers slipping around the shaft of my cock.

"Do you know who owns this cock?" she said while stroking and pressing my flesh.

"I know You do own this cock Mistress Katrina," in fact.

"Very good Sky.  Do you know how often I actually play with cock?" Her fingernails dug into my ball sac and I jumped.

She straddled me, again putting her pussy in line with my tongue.  I couldn't answer her.  Before I had a chance, she sat back against my face, nestling until my tongue and nose were properly positioned against her ass and cunt. I inhaled; the musky scent mixed with sweat turned me on, knowing it was Her scent.  My cock became even more rigid in her tense grip.

"Nod if you know the answer to my question boy!" she commanded.  I nodded no but she rubbed my head up and down anyway, letting a moan slip from her lips before she sunk her entire mouth over my organ.

Oh to have Mistress place Her precious lips over my cock!  I moaned into her
cunt, she bucked more.  Her ass shaking before me, I took in the site of her perfect globes of flesh.  I began to lose control, tongue darting in and out of her wet hole, fingers clenched as she sucked and licked but she stopped short when she yelled, moaning out cries as I felt orgasms undulate from within her and again I was soaked as she rubbed her crotch more over my face and nose.

As she rested alongside me, again spent and I left heaving, my body begging, aching for release, She drew her leg over my face, disheveling my hair further.  I kissed her calf as she moved, and I felt her smile against my hip.  She kissed my hip, my stomach, my cock, patted me and lay down beside
me.

I, still in my restraints, closed my eyes and with each breathe remembered her scent in my mind.

For a few minutes, we lay languid but then She stood up and removed me from my restraints.  "You may come lay down with me, it's naptime for your Mistress.  Oh, look!  Your face, more properly glazed over now, like a freshly baked doughnut!"

I stood up, stretched and yawned, tired now but still aroused.  Mistress Katrina smiled again, a promising look on her face but I knew I would get no release tonight.  It was not important though I've mentioned it several times.  We have only been together a short while and I was a new submissive to Her.

She led me to the bed, took a washcloth to my face, cleaned me up and kissed me as I turned back the covers for her.  She slid in, patted a space and I crawled beside her.  The lights turned out, eyes closed and sleep came shortly after.

When I awoke in the morning I found a list of chores to do, which I am in the middle of as I write this and Mistress Katrina will be home shortly for lunch so, until next time.
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