After spending several tiring days on a business trip, I finally returned home to my submissive. As a surprise gift for being away for so long, I decided not to clean myself up before presenting him with my scent.
I knew it would drive him wildly aroused and filled with anticipation. When he saw me, I walked over to him slowly, allowing him to take in the powerful aroma that surrounded me. It was a mixture of sweat, sex, and various other bodily fluids leftover from the trip.
I stood before him, my eyes locked on his as he struggled to maintain eye contact. The lust that filled his gaze told me everything I needed to know about how excited he was.
"Sniff me," I commanded softly, placing one hand on his chest and the other under my crotch. "Go on, inhale my scent."
My voice was low and seductive, almost hypnotic. As he leaned in closer, his nostrils flaring as he tried to take in my scent, I realized just how much control I had over him. It was both exhilarating and thrilling, knowing that he was completely submitted to my will.
He took a deep breath through his nose, and I felt his warm exhale against my neck. His fingers trembled slightly as he reached up to touch the fabric between my legs, tentatively exploring the dampness that had collected there during the trip.
"You like the scent, don't you?" I purred, knowing that he couldn't resist it.
"Yes, Mistress," he whispered, his voice shaking slightly.
I watched with satisfaction as his face turned crimson red from embarrassment and arousal. I couldn't help but feel a surge of power rushing through me at his submission.
"Good boy," I said softly, smiling. "Now, I want you to show me how much you love my scent. Kiss your way up my stomach and towards my neck. And don't forget to take your time sampling each of my secretions."
He nodded, his entire body trembling with anticipation. And so, I watched as he leaned in once more, pressing his lips tentatively against my stomach. As he kissed his way higher, I savored the feel of his soft lips brushing against my skin.
When he finally reached my neck, I felt his tongue dart out to taste the salty mix of sweat and arousal that coated my skin. He moaned slightly into my neck, sending chills down my spine at the sound of his arousal.
"Yes, you like that, don't you?" I asked, my voice deeper now.
He nodded again, his head bobbing against my shoulder as he continued to lick and kiss his way up my neck. His hands wandered over my body, exploring the contours of my hips and breasts as he followed the scent trail I had left for him.
As his tongue traced the line of my jaw, I pulled away slightly, smirking triumphantly. "Not so fast, my dear. You haven't earned the right to taste me yet."
His eyes widened in disbelief and desire. "But-," he started to protest.
"Shh," I interrupted, placing my index finger gently against his lips. "Be patient, my pet. You'll get your reward soon enough."
With that, I turned around, strutting towards him confidently. His breath hitched as his eyes fell to the ripening bulge in my panties. It was clear that he couldn't wait to taste me any longer.
He watched eagerly as I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, revealing the hint of cleavage beneath. His fingers twitched once more, longing to touch me but held back by anticipation.
"Get down on your knees, pet," I commanded softly.
Without hesitation, he knelt before me, his eyes locked on my growing bulge. I took a moment to savor the image - the look of lust in his eyes and the way his mouth was watering in anticipation.
"Now," I said softly, "taste me."
My panties were already around my ankles before he finished saying the word 'now'. His mouth found the warm, damp folds between my legs, and I watched with satisfaction as he breathed in my scent.
"Good boy," I purred, running my fingers through his hair. It felt soft and silky against my skin, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine.
He took a tentative lick, tasting the saltiness of my juices. I could feel his tongue exploring my folds, searching for my clit. And when he finally found it, he began to tease it gently, flicking it with his tongue.
I closed my eyes, savoring the exquisite pleasure that coursed through my body. He was doing a wonderful job, and I couldn't help but moan under his attentions.
As he licked and tongued my clit, I could feel my orgasm building within me. "That's it, pet," I whispered, thrusting my hips forward. "Make me cum."
And with that, he stepped up his pace, sucking on my clit and flicking it with his tongue. I couldn't contain myself any longer. My body shook violently, and I let out a loud moan as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.
When I finally came down from my high, I opened my eyes to find him gazing up at me, his face flushed with arousal. "You're a talented pet, indeed," I said admiringly, running my fingers through his hair once more.
"Thank you, Mistress," he breathed, his eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation.
"But don't forget, you still haven't earned your reward," I teased, standing up and slipping my panties back up.
"Yes, Mistress," he murmured, his voice full of longing. "I'm looking forward to it."
And with that, I led him over to the bed, knowing that the best was still yet to come.
