Loading...As a writer here, I am quite different.
I write for women! I write in the 1st and 2nd person present text. I write for those women that are sexually bored, sadly underappreciated in their roles as girlfriend, wife and mother, or frightfully inhibited, but hiding a secret insatiable fantasy side…I write for those women that yearn to be in the grasp of strong, successful, attractive dominant men…men that are mysterious, successful, powerful, erotic.
Men who are strong and confident enough to know exactly what they want and know how to “seduce” and pleasure unconditionally. And in this story, a man of that nature wants YOU!!! If you yearn to be the trophy on the arm of a man that fits that description….I write for you and to you I say….
Ahhhh my little pet…so you want to play with “Fire” do you?
You are my “delicacy”….to be savored!!!!!!!!
Well my dear you’ve professed your agreement to my rules of play…and I am conjuring up all sorts of delightful “deeds.”
You first play rule is this…
Recall the significance of the slave collar? Well, to hide your fantasy secrets and take one step back from that level of submission, let us symbolically substitute a silk choker for the collar. While you read thias story, envision yourself wearing one…and only wearing one and otherwise only earing your naughtiest “cum-fuck-me-heels.”
As you begin to read, imagine wearing taht silk choker that signifies to us both my possession of you and that you agree to submit to whatever naughty, nasty schemes I’ve cooked up for you. Know this however…as a dom and lover, I have no desire to hurt you but I have every desire to soothe, satisfy and excite you! My entire goal and objective is centered around raising your excitement level…around stimulating your mind as well as your body!
I know you! You don’t want to live day-to-day with that sameness…with that dullness…with that shyness…with that inhibition. No, you are hiding too much woman for that boring existence. You need to live on the edge. Your psyche (which you try to hide), is in actuality, truly erotic…uninhibited…and insatiable! I know that and so do you.
In my stories…I will come to own your sweet pussy. Your soaking wet, patch will no longer be purely yours. Now it is MINE! You are mine in this fantasy realm, to do with as I please. You may play with “Sweet men” in real life…but I’ll be the devil incarnate that you so desperately desire for your fantasy life…creating a livable balance.
Oh Yes…you may play the prim and proper, innocent in real life…but you and I know that two animals lurk within you. One is an erotic, sleek, mysterious, panther with an insatiable appetite for passion, mystery, excitement, pleasure and lust. The other is a kitten-like creature with an unbridled submissive desire eager to give yourself over to strength, power and excitement. And I am the persuasive power…the sinister purpose that is your gateway to those ends. Lastly, before we dive into the story, I am imagining your hard, little pink nipples. I’ll bet you enjoy having them licked into submission…licked and sucked until you arch your back and groan uncontrollably. Pinched lightly, pleasurably painful but delectably stimulating. Well my dear envision that scene throughout your day. The mind is an incredible thing. Use it…let your imagination run wild!
The choker my dear…DON’T forget…NEVER forget its significance!
Now, read on. I’ll start off slowly, but rest assured, the intensity will build to a final, shattering “climax!” Enjoy Sweetness.
Scene 1
What a week it was. A new man came to work where you work on Monday. I was that man. Dressed in a charcoal grey, pinstripe suit, tailor made to fit my lean, athletic build and displaying an unbridled air of confidence, you are intrigued and excited. You’d already heard that I have a secret, mysterious side and you’ve fantasized about what that could include.
Usually, you are a very conservative, librarian-type dresser. Lately…well just this week, you’ve taken to dressing more alluring to try and entice me. Today, you wore a tight silk blouse…a flesh colored one that is nearly transparent and leaves lots of cleavage clearly visible. Under it, you wore a tight, “push-em-up” bra that accentuated your already, firm ripe breasts and pointy nipples. In fact, those bullet-like nipples nearly squirmed out from under that fabric. The skirt you wore was the shortest that you have ever worn in your whole life. It was a full 6-8 inches above the knee, buttoning up the front. Such a naughty little flirt you thought to yourself.
Yes, you’d dressed so seductively that your boss had given you a written warning about violating the dress code. “Screw her” you thought. She just wants your man. In fact, all the girls had dressed to attract me, even the boss, only you’d outdone them all. AND I’d NOTICED. You caught me stealing a peak at your cleavage and your sinewy legs several times during the day. I even raised an eyebrow, and we made eye contact. “He wants me,” you thought.
Ironically, at lunch we ended-up in an elevator together. Wow how exiting. It was crowded. I was behind you, and you felt my trousered leg against the bareness of your knee and thigh. A chill went up and down your spine. You closed your eyes, and took in that wonderful scent of my manliness, and cologne. Oh how exotic. Then, to your surprise, you felt my warm breath upon the nape of your neck…that sent goosebumps over your arms and legs.
But when I cupped your ass in one of my firm hands, and placed my rock hard, trouser covered cock against you. “Oh GOD. How BOLD.” you’d thought. That…well, that had buckled your knees, and nearly made you cum right there in the elevator amongst all those people. Your breath grew heavy and your heart was pounding…but just then the door had opened, and everyone rushed out, taking us both with the crowd.
When you looked over your shoulder, I looked you straight in the eye for what seemed like days; nodded approvingly and suggestively, and then confidently strolled off, back to my office….only grinning. This…well, this left you hot and panting. Bold confident men excite you, don’t they Sweetness?
Then I’d stayed in my office for the remainder of the day. You wanted me…NOW, ANYTIME, ANYWHERE…and the sooner the better, and you’d told all your friends that you would do anything to get that chance. And rumor has it that the word of that desire has gotten back to me.
When work ended this day, you’d rushed straight home. Falling to your knees on the plush carpet just inside your bedroom, you’d stripped naked, ripping your clothes form that luxurious body, leaving only your jewelry and your heels on…too eager to take them off. Prone face down on the carpet, you reached between your legs, raised your ass high off the floor, head down, and slowly, methodically, started, to caress your pussy lips with one hand, while pinching and rolling one nipple between the finger and thumb of the other hand.
But you were just TOO excited…in a moment, one, then two fingers were deep inside your pussy, then furiously twirling around your clit one moment, deep inside the folds of your soft womenhood the next. You didn’t try to contain your passion…groaning and moaning with the pleasure between your legs, and the imagined sight of that man in your mind. Your body shuddered with passion, your legs tensed, you moaned one loud, long moan and then……….
The phone rang…
….deep in private passion, and personal pleasure, you let the answering machine take it. That is until you heard my sultry and mysterious voice.
“Hello Sweetness.” I said in a slow sensuous manner. Then without going into pleasantries I began. “Would you like to spend a night together? I didn’t wait for an answer. I simply continued on, I was that certain your answer was yes!
“If so, then Friday is your night. But, be advised, this night may bring you face to face with your inner most desires and outer most fears. Should you choose to attend, however, I guarantee you a night like none you’ve encountered before. You will hear from me again before then. Consider carefully for once you agree, there is no turning back.”
And then, I was gone…a droning buzz from the phone the only reminder of my mysterious message.
On the floor, after my call, naked and hot…about to resume stroking your warm, wet clit and pussy, thinking of how we had hardly spoken, but how so intense the sexual tension between us already was, when your cell phone rings. This time, there is no hesitation, and you rush to answer.
“Hello,” you answer, with an excited but sheepish, coy, curious and intensely feminine voice.
There is only silence, for what seems like an eternity.
“Hello, Hello…Hello” you call out louder with each Hello.
And then I speak!
“I’m not your ordinary man. I usually get what I want, and what I want right now is a taste. No, I’m no ordinary suitor. To start with, I have two rules you must obey. First, when out with me…you are never, ever to wear panties. 2nd, you must always wear very short skirts and the highest of heels in order to accentuate your beautiful legs and ass. Do you understand me?”
You can only mumble, “uh huh,” as you are first, taken aback by my boldness, but then that sensually erotic vision of you in that state; long, sexy legs; comes into your imagination.
I begin to speak again, “for our night, Friday, you are to wear your hair up off that sexy neck, and on your neck you are to wear a black silk choker. The choker signifies that you agree to whatever I have planned for you. Dare to comply?” I ask again.
….you stammer, “OH Mitch…..Yes I understand, but….” about to question my intentions.
But I interrupt. “Should you decide not to go through with this, I will understand. That, my dear would be a disappointment for both you and I. But know this! If you have the curiosity, the courage and boldness and sense to attend, I promise you the night of your dreams…provided that you have obeyed my rules. You’ll hear from me again soon.”
And then the phone line goes dead!
Scene two
With your mind racing, you rush into the shower, and stand under the spray, the flow pulsates over your head and shoulders, and your tensions but not your excitement ease….you think, “I must go to the mall at once and pick out the sexiest outfit I can find.” Hurrying, you rush to dress in short, short cut-offs and a halter top. Then you select the highest heels you own and put them on. “Might as well practice you think.” Then you rush out to a cab you have called.
At the mall, you ask the cabby to drop you off at a rather erotic clothing store…that’s the one that sells the sexiest outfits…ones that you’ve only dreamed of wearing before. Now however, you rush for the mall entrance and that fantasy clothing store, while realizing that many eyes are on you and those magnificent legs and tight ass, and you wiggle just a little more, before entering….gleefully excited. You think, “God…this is so not like me. I am so excited!”
In the women’s section, you see a mannequin dressed in a short, frilly skirt, and tight blouse which ties in a bow under the breasts. You search for the outfit on the racks, find it in your size and hurry to the dressing rooms….There, you quickly remove your blouse…you’ve neglected a bra, so your chest is easily exposed.
Then you slide the short, cut-offs over your hips and to the floor and stand dressed only in panties and heels…(nearly the way I want you by the way)….then your mind begins to wander to the sight and smell of me in your imagination. You see me shirtless, and barefoot, wearing tight jeans. You shiver and shake your head to clear your naughty seducted mind. You try on the blouse, delirious, and in a fog, then step into the skirt as the phone in your bag rings again…..
Again it is I. “Hello,” I say. “That was a nice outfit, but not quite what I had in mind .”
Shocked, your jaw drops. “He must be here somewhere,” you think.
Then in a sultry, dominant voice I whisper, “Take off that blouse, and perhaps I’ll take you through a masturbation session and an orgasm right there, right now in that dressing room” You hesitate for a moment but then you do as directed…you slowly unbutton the blouse and drop it off your shoulders.
“It’s off,” you say into the phone.
Now, I say, “slowly remove your skirt and toss it aside….”
You hesitate for another instant, standing alone in the dressing stall, can you go through with this?
I speak again, “Sweetness, I’m imagining you stripping naked for me, while I lean back in a deep confortable chair and watch. I know you can be such an erotic performer. After you perform, I’d treat you well.”
And then you proceed….you unclasp the skirt and drop it to the floor. Once again, naked except for the panties and heels, a chill comes over you and you cross your arms over your chest. Then I erotically whisper, “I know that you are not wearing panties, correct?”
You know that you are, and having been told I will forbid it, you lie. “Oh Yes, you reply…no panties,” as you hurry to peel them from your sweet, ripe, ass and kick them aside.
Well I say, “Feel your nipples for me…squeeze them just as you want me to do tomorrow.” Eagerly you comply,
“Spread your legs wide,” I say. “Then, slowly caress your inner thighs…ahhh , lick your lips and pretend to taste my cock…”
I hear you start to softly moan as your fingers approach your wet, willing slit. “That’s it you are doing just fine.” I say.
All the while you comply…standing naked and alone in the dressing room fondling that goddess body…all your nerve endings on fire! “Now ,” I say, “spread those sweet pussy lips and caress your wet clit. Close your eyes , and slip those long sexy fingers between your soft, wet, slick lips…oh yes, in and out, faster and faster….that’s it …now, pull them from your pussy and taste them for me…taste your wetness and imagine my tongue on your clit….”
You hesitate, because you are about to cum, you don’t want to remove the fingers from your aching, throbbing pussy, so you slip the fingers of your second hand through your soaking patch while continuing to stoke your clit with the first hand, then you bring the soaking fingers to your lips, flip the tip of your tongue over them, then suck them deep into your mouth, closing your eyes and fantasizing, and as you moan, and feel the passion rising in your legs, to your spine…..as you stand with your back against the back wall of the dressing stall and moan…as you are about to explode with a torrential orgasm…………..
….a woman’s voice calls out! “Is everything alright in there?” she asks.
Stammering you answer, and hurry to grab up your clothing…”Oh yes, I’ll be right out.” Then you whisper, into the phone, “Mitch? Mitch?”
“Listen to me ,” I reply. “The skirt and blouse you’ve selected? You are to wear that outfit home, but for our date there is another outfit. Outside, on another rack, is a very tight, white, mesh skirt, very tight and see through…it is oh so short, that your ass cheeks will nearly be exposed….that is the skirt you are to select for our rendezvous… Then, , there is a black satin, bustier, top, that laces up the front, fits tight on your stomach and holds your breasts tight and high…that is the blouse you are to wear for our rendezvous. It will leave your nipples just slightly exposed! Finally, in the shoe department, there is a pair of 4 inch, open toed, ankle-strap black heels. Purchase those for our evening, and wear a frilly pair of anklet socks as well! I’ve already paid for everything for you. Just tell them that Mitch said it was for you and they will take good care of you.” And remember; on your way home tonight, wear the outfit you’ve already selected…and NO Panties.” Then the phone line goes quiet once again.
Nearly panting with excitement, you rush to dress, pulling on the cutoffs once again, and hurry to find the outfit and MY GOD it is thrilling…how fine you’ll look! You gather up all the accessories and hurry to the cashier with the two outfits. When you tell them that Mitch has said they are for you, the girls at the register desk, look at one another and a wry smile comes across their faces.
You think to yourself, “they know something,” but, you hurry to the mall restroom and change into the sexy number you selected….out of your cutoffs…then you rush to the cab. You want so badly to get home, and try on that outfit I selected in the privacy of your home so you can masturbate and finally cum to the thoughts of me and your special night! In your imagination, you can feel the head of my cock between your red lipstick covered lips and the taste of my precum, oozing onto your tongue. The mind is an incredible thing.
You hail the cab, and a middle aged cabby swifty picks you up….you climb in the back, and start to straighten up, before seeing him in the mirror gazing at you, enjoying those sexy, sexy legs. Then you realize you’ve again worn the panties, and chuckle just a little…
The cell phone rings again, and you hurry to answer. Again it is I…
I say, “I saw that you again wore the panties as you left the mall…you disobeyed me . I don’t think we can continue with our plans due to your continued disobedience.”
“Oh no,” you cry, “I simply forgot…I would never…I won’t disobey again,” I promise”
The cabby catches you pouting and pleading and sits up straight…I myself love a pouty woman, and although you do not know it now, I am thrilled by your little girl innocence. You squirm to pull the hem of the short skirt over your thigh…so as not to be exposed to the cabby.
I speak, “I will give you one last chance to comply, before canceling our evening.” Remove your panties now,” I order.
“Here?” you question! (The cabby looks back unsure of what we are discussing, but thrilled by your intense sex appeal).
“Yes,” I reply. “Now! And that is not all. Once you’ve removed the panties, unbutton your blouse and hike up your skirt….”
“But, Mitch….” you whimper….and the phone goes dead!
Damn you think, “he’s angry and I’ve blown it!”
Then the phone rings again…and you scurry to grab it and answer…..”Mitch!” you pout into the phone. “Mitch!”
“Now Sweetness. Do it now, time is short….”
Swiftly, not wanting to disappoint again…not wanting to risk losing what you’ve already come so far for…you rip the panties down over your knees…….
“Throw them on the front seat to get his attention,” I order….
You hesitate for one moment, then feel the rush of excitement in your body…and begin to get into it…the thrill of the exhibition! You throw the soaking panties with your female scent, so alluring and erotic, up front. The cabby sees them and sits up fast…turns to see….stammers a few words, nearly collides with a parked car, and comes to his senses momentarily! You are shocked and shy, but aroused and willing and you’ve given him the thrill of his lifetime. Then, as he watches in amazement, in the mirror, you deliberately begin to unbutton the blouse, and slowly open it, slowly uncovering first one and then both breasts like a young, erotic stripper. You know he’s watching, but you close your eyes and start to perform. Never in a million years did you ever thing you could act like this…but now, being prodded on, you can’t stop. The naughty seething little fuckslut that has been buried deep within your shy, inhibited mind, is escaping!
“Now,” I say, “spread your legs, and hike up your skirt……go ahead …spread those soft, wet pussy lips. Pretend that I am kneeling before you, licking and sucking on your slit, ready to part your lips and put my rock-hard cock deep inside of you….”
You are SO ready to cum now…the cabby is watching in the mirror and gasping, nearly breathless at the sight of naughty you! The fingers of one of your hands are all over your nipples. The fingers of the other hand, are in your sweet pie…..you’re eyes are closed, your head back and your mouth open, your tongue licks your ruby red lips as you groan and moan…and just as you are again ready to cum…just as you are about to explode in enjoyment and ecstasy…………….
a police car siren, goes off behind you! And you scamper to quickly cover yourself…
“Not now ,” I order. “For you will be MINE! Save yourself for me…no orgasms until our night. Do not touch yourself again until then.” And then I hang up.
3rd Scene
On the night of our date, you first take a warm, bubble bath, with aromatic bath oils, and while doing so, you get the urge to shave your pussy slick… you lather up your fine, sweet pussy and carefully and skillfully draw the feminine safety razor over your soft, lips and lower stomach until your skin glistens there…just how you suspect I want you. You slowly shave your long legs, silky and smooth. Next, you climb from the bath and towel off, slowly pressing the warm, terry cloth towel to your slick pussy, then over your legs to your feet, up again, up your thighs and over your breasts, shaking and drying your long hair last…
Standing in front of the mirror barefoot and totally naked, you study your physique and primp and pose. “GOD, I can hardly wait,” you say to yourself.
Next, you put on the slick, silk, bustier, and string it tight over those succulent breasts…you are so excited and nervous, that your fingers fumble over the twine. Just as I said, your nipples are barely exposed at the top. You try to pull it up to cover, but with little success…the top of your nipples are exposed, and your firm, hard breasts strain against the silk fabric all the while your lean stomach and belly button are sensually exposed as well. You run your hands over your tingling, skin, then over your breasts, and up your neck, finally through your hair, and you shudder with excitement as a chill runs down your spine.
Then, you sit and pull on the dainty, frilly ankle socks, and fold the tops over once so they just barely expose your ankle bone…over those go the 4″ toeless heels, which you firmly strap around your ankles, before slowly caressing up your calves, over your knees and up your thighs…with the chills that run up your spine…erotic thrills go through your mind.
You stand, and turn, and look at yourself in the mirror, still naked from the waist down…you study that slick, bald, wet pussy, and those long sweet legs in the mirror, and turn to stand on your toes and study your luscious ass. You begin to sense how bad I’ll want to take you, and you wonder how hard I’ll fuck you!
With one last sigh, you pull on the short, white, mesh, see-through skirt…and realize that it is so sheer that your pussy is visible when back lighting shines, and it is so short that your ass cheeks are slightly exposed as well, just as I said! Getting reserved now, you rush to the bedroom, and put on thin white, thong panties.
Just then the phone rings. “Sweetness, I say…are you ready for a night of sheer enjoyment? Well proceed swiftly to the following address…” And with that I give the address to you. Lastly, I warn again, “remember…my black choker Sweetness and what it signifies…and MOST of all, remember my rules.” Then, I hang up.
You rush towards the door, then turn back to grab a raincoat and throw it over your body, tie it in front and rush to your car…with the rush of excitement overcoming your senses, and a glow on your face, you totally forget to consider my rules.
As you drive, all primped and sexy, you think “everyone knows.” At the stop light, you try not to make eye contact with the man next to you, who’s grinning and trying to get your attention. You look down to realize the raincoat is open and your legs are exposed and realize that you are absolutely, totally, soaking, fucking wet!!!!! You squeeze your thighs together desperately enjoying this feeling of being on a sensual, sexual edge…and the erotic anticipation is beginning to get maddening.
At the address, you find an old, exotic, erotic mansion, with a long walk-way, behind an iron fence leading up to the front door. It’s in a busy residential neighborhood. Many men and woman walk by. Then your phone rings. “Sweetness,” I say. Leave the raincoat in the car.”
You gasp and think, how does he know? “Mitch!” You start.
I interrupt and repeat, “leave the raincoat in the car my dear.”
Slowly, coyly, you remove it, exposing a woman of so much sex appeal…so erotic, like a tigress, straining for a night like never before. For the moment, sheer boldness comes over you and you decide to take the lead. You step from the car into the streetlight-illuminated road, and a car with headlights on passes by, shining the lights over your sheer mesh skirt, and backlighting your figure. The cool breeze causes your barely exposed nipples to swell and your breasts to rise…the nipples pop from under the bustier. Your boldness suddenly evaporates, but not your sexual excitement. You do want this. Hurriedly, you rush for the door along the long walk as several men and women gape in awe…
You swiftly saunter, with sincere urgency towards the door, placing one, slithering leg in front of the other, nearly jogging, swaying those hips to and fro, but rushing forward with your bare arms folded over your breasts. As you reach the door, you grab the doorknob, turn it aside and rush in, falling with your back against the door as you slam it shut behind you. The feel your heart pounding with excitement and your pussy and nipples tingling. Those sensations are driving you mad with lust.
In front of you, you see a large entry-way, with a long, tall winding staircase in front. The room is lit only with candle light, and soft erotic music plays in the background. You call out my name but there is no answer. Then, you see a note pinned to the banister and rush to get it.
“Sweetness…” it reads. “Be forewarned, tonight will exceed all of your imagination. Remember that to proceed signifies that you give yourself totally to my desires for you. Should you dare to proceed, climb the stairwell to the door at the end of the hall.” Should you choose to call this off………you are free to leave. Make your final decision, and make it fast, for time is wasting, Yours, Mitch.”
You tug at the choker…thinking fast. Do you have the courage? Then, you slowly climb the stairs in the dark…to the room at the end of the hall…your heels click on the hardwood floors…the only sound in an otherwise quiet house-except for your pounding heart, and heavy breathing! You feel your pussy against the thong panties, and your thighs on the hem of the short, tight skirt….
…you feel your nipples straining at the silk of the bustier… you try again to pull the fabric up over your nipples, but it’s no use while you are this excited and those incredible nipples are on fire. You feel your toes deep down into the high heels…you feel your calves tense as you stand on your toes, and you feel the muscles of your ass, tense and firm under the soft, mesh of the sexy, OH SO SHORT skirt!
It is dark, the hall is lit only by candle light….a cool draft hits your uncovered neck. Slowly you walk, one long slender leg crossing in front of the other. Your heels click on the hard wood floor and echo down the hall. You finally reach the door, hesitate for an instant…then turn back and start to run back to the stairwell, finally loosing your nerve; the innocent little girl in you taking over. You take ten to twelve running steps back down the hall…then stop!
You look back at the door, and hesitate for several long, tense moments…trying to get up the nerve. You wonder if I am watching you, and sense that I surely am. You are afraid that I’ll think that you are too inhibited. Then you walk very, very, very slowly to the door again, the sexy, wench taking control once again. You reach for the door knob…hold it for a moment…then….
YOU RUSH IN WITH EYES CLOSED leaving the door open behind you.
Slowly you open one eye, then both eyes. You see an enormous ornately decorated, dimly candle lit room and a transparent red, back lit curtain directly surrounding something you cannot quite make out. You walk to the curtain, reach to find the fold, and pull it open, stepping into the open fold only to see, by the candle light……….. a huge canopy bed with four, long, high posts. And tied to each of the four posts, is a long, brightly colored silk scarf!
Excited, but also very frightened now, you turn to run from the room, and run right into….ME! In the shadows you cannot see well and the shock makes you dizzy…you head spins, your heart races. Then, the last thing you hear (before passing out from the excitement), is the slamming of the bedroom door. When you awake, it is dark…..you are blindfolded, and lying on your back on a soft mattress. You can vaguely see the shimmering candle light through the thin material of the blind fold, but nothing else. You are still totally dressed, (except for one item of clothing). But you are securely tied via the silk scarfs, each ankle to a post, and each wrist to other posts… bedposts….spread and vulnerable. You still wear the black choker, and you recall its significance. You still wear the black, silk, tie-in-front bustier …You still wear the see through, mesh skirt oh so short and sexy….you still wear your 4-inch ankle strap heels, and you still wear the frilly short ankle socks.
However, your thong panties have been removed!
They have been removed, tied around your head, and inserted in your mouth as a gag, so that you cannot speak nor cry out. You can neither see, speak, nor move….you strain at the restraints…and try to call out, but can only mumble. The taste of your pussy juices in your mouth from the panty-gag, and your own aroma…excite your only remaining unhindered senses…smell, and taste!
From the dark, I speak. “Ahhh Sweetness, my pretty one. Once again, you have disobeyed my rule. You know full well that you are not to wear panties, and yet you disobey. You must now suffer your punishment…..” You shiver against your restraints. Although you cannot see me, you smell the aroma of my sweet sensual cologne and know that I am near….then, you feel my warm breath on your neck, and my gentle touch running my hands through your soft, silky hair. You shake your head back and forth as if to say no…and you whimper………..a little girl whimper, that shy and innocent whimper you know so well. The whimper you deliberately use for flirting, but which now escapes your lips without deliberation, for you are losing psychological and sexual control!
I untie your hair and you shake it loose, it cascades over your shoulders and face. I softly brush it from your cheek and forehead. My gentle touch surprises you and thrills you all at once.
But in the next swift and urgent, dominant moment, I am on top of you, fully clothed. You gasp, while I slowly and deliberately crawl all over your body. You feel my strong hands upon you, over your exposed stomach, then your thighs, then your naked shoulders, finally to your firm, breasts. You feel my rock, hard cock pressed against your pelvis. My breathing is warm, like intense, passionate fire on your quivering skin.
I lick your arm, under your arm, over your slim feminine biceps, to your elbows, your forearm then slowly, to the palm of your hand, I lick there with long slow licks, tickling and thrilling your senses. Then up your slender fingers, I lick, over those neatly manicured and polished, nails, until I finally suck one long, sexy finger into my mouth.
You moan maddeningly, and I feel your body, tense and go rigid, then slowly, ever so slowly melt under my touch and go limp in total submission as a low moan once again escapes your delicate throat.
At the same time, I grind my pelvis into your crotch, and gently touch your bare inner thigh with just my fingertips…..
“God” you think, to yourself, “is this heaven or is this hell?”
Next…..I slide down your body, biting at one nipple, exposed above the trim of the bustier as I pass your breast. You jump, startled and alarmed, but loving it…wishing I would stop there and suck your breasts and nipples. “God,” you think, “If only I could speak, I would tell him what I want.”
I slide down further, lifting your skirt. My head goes under, and I lick your inner thighs…….My cock, grinding through me trousers onto your calf and foot. You strain to feel it. My tongue gently dances over your thighs, sucking, nibbling, biting. All the while, you squirm…trying desperately to get that cleanly shaven pussy under my mouth. In the meantime, I gently caress your breasts, and slowly, methodically start to untie the strings at the front of the bustier. You sigh in anticipation, as I stop and slowly, warm (with my gentle touch) the firm skin on your stomach, before pinching each nipple between my thumb and forefingers. The sensation is a stinging sensation just on the cusp between pleasure and pain. You groan in ecstasy, and your hips rise off the bed, and you arch your back…straining to feel my touch, my tongue, my cock….how bad you need it…how bad you want it!
My tongue is now on your thighs. It dances, flicking like a satanic snake. It has your pussy on fire. You wish I would stop there and lick your pussy lips and suck your clit, and you try to mumble that beg through the soaked panties in your mouth…but it is not meant to be, no matter how hard you try…
I remove my gentle hands from your breasts…….and while still nibbling at your thighs, I hold the lapel of your silk bustier one side in each hand, and ….RIP it open! Beads fly everywhere. In an instant, my gentle touch turns furious….My hands grab at those breasts, with fury, kneading and pinching them. Then my hands are under your ass, lifting it off the bed, my nails deep into the flesh of your ass. Your breathing is heavy, and although muffled your whimper is erotic.
I bite down on your thighs as I knead your breast…..pinching those nipples between a finger and thumb…one in each hand. They are like rock-hard bullets. You squirm and moan. You writhe wildly, trying to escape my clutches and get your hands on my head….
You think…”He MUST EAT ME NOW…Oh God, NOW, I wish he would PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE EAT ME NOW!!” And then you feel it….my tongue plunges into your pussy…and you groan, first with unbridled and uninhibited ecstasy, but then with sheer disappointment as my tongue plunges between those soft, tasty lips just once before I stop. The tease is maddening!
“You are quivering with excitement and expectation my dear, Sweetness,” I whisper.
I crawl over your waist and bite down hard on one nipple, then suck it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around and around the tip. Again, my pelvis is against your pubic mound, and you strain to feel my hard pole through the fabric of your skirt and my trousers. You force your ass up off the mattress to meet the pressure of my body against yours.
I crawl up, licking and kissing your neck, my warm breath on your ear. I nibble at your ear, sucking in an earlobe, and then licking at and kissing your face gently, over and over.
My hand reaches for your pussy. Hard I grab at it through your skirt fabric, pressing the palm of my hand against the firm mound…you swirl your hips as best you can straining to feel my touch….
Then…I RIP the skirt, up the front, right off your sexy waist, pull it from you, and throw it aside…You are now totally naked except for the choker, the frilly ankle socks, and the heels. “How pleasing you look Sweetness,” I say, and you tense once again and sigh.
I sit up, and remove my shirt, standing and stepping back to admire, your nakedness…..I reach gently for your pussy. “Sweetness,” I say, “You are absolutely soaking wet….You must be very, very horny. Did you ever imagine the innocent you in this predicament? Do you want me to fuck you?
You shake your head YES furiously…your hands clenching, your legs tensing…..
” Do you want me to eat you,” I ask?
You nod YES even more furiously and mumble through the soaked and tasty panties.
Hmm, I say…You’ve been so bad, haven’t you, Sweetness? You nod YES again, and squeal with excitement. “But Sweetness,” I say…you want to be soooo naughty, don’t you. You don’t want to be that shy little girl, do you? You want to be a sexy wench tonight, isn’t that so?”
You nod YES faster than ever!
“Are you my fucktoy?” I ask.
You nod furiously “YES” and groan loud, louder than at anytime before.
Then…all is silent…there is no movement, no sound for what seems like an eternity…you turn your head back and forth,…straining to hear any sound, any sign of me…….
Suddenly, from what seems like nowhere and everywhere all at once, you feel warm oil, flowing over your breasts and down your stomach, then, onto your pussy and thighs…delectably warm and sweet smelling. Next, you feel my hands spreading the warm oil all over your body, on your breasts, over your nipples…it drips between your legs, down your ass, and over your sides, to the bed. I massage your breasts, and nipples, then the tight muscles of your stomach, your thighs, and your calves, and crawl to your feet….I kiss and lick at the back of your calves, then slowly find my way to one foot and ankle, removing the strappy heel…then the frilly sock. Your arms strain at the silk fabric and your fingers clench into a fist…you moan and groan, writhing to be free to touch…
Slowly, I lick your ankles, over your toes, before sucking each one, one at a time into my mouth, and sucking on it as you squeal and writhe. The ecstasy you feel rises from your toes, up your leg to your spine…tingling and chilling. But then I stop suddenly, and all is silent again for an instant. You strain to hear and smell…sniffing the sweet aroma of the oil, and your womanly passion in the air.
Suddenly, you feel me as I press my mouth close to your ear. I erotically whisper, “I am going to remove your gag…If you speak so much as one word, I will put it back and you’ll get nothing…do you understand?”
You nod YES just once, as my hand holds your head steady. And kiss your cheek once…ever so gently.
Next you feel me on your chest…My cock between your tits. At some point, I have disrobed….Up and down it goes….hitting your chin…your pleasure only just beginning, and you want it sooooo badly. I rub the head of my cock on one nipple…You…well, you are fearing that I have taken back my promise to remove the gag. But I have not….
I lift my cock off your chest, hold your head steady in my hand and slip the gag from your mouth. Instantly, you feel my cock pressed against your, red, lipstick covered lips. You know what I want, and it’s exactly what you’ve been praying for…to taste me before fucking me to death! You are amazed how wide the head is.
You open your mouth wide and take me in, gobbling at my cock like you’ve never done to any man before. Now, you are thrilled at how long it is. And you suck it good! And DEEP! Oh sure, you’ve given head before, but you’ve never been this excited, this eager or this good. My how good you are today! Sucking me hard and trying to drain me…your tongue swirls over and around the head, and I fuck your face furiously…..holding your head in both my hands….and you love it, not wanting it to stop. The dominance…the utter, manly possessive dominance has you aroused…has your mind and body inflamed like you’ve never, ever felt before. The bulbous head presses against the back of your throat and nearly gags you, but you don’t care! Cock…in your mouth and in your pussy! My cock! You WANT IT!
“Do you like that, my little fucktoy” I ask, and you nod furiously but keep on sucking, in and out. You think, “oh how I wish I could feel him with my hands as well and see him with my eyes,” as you are still tied and blindfolded. But I suddenly pull out.
You fight to hold me, but I pull out, and disappointed you cry out, “Mitch….”
“Ahhhh Sweetness,” I say, “You are not to speak,” and I nibble at one bullet-like nipple sending a shiver up your spine….
Licking your lips and panting, you silently nod, yes….the blindfold still on, you cannot see….
I turn, to get into a sixty-nine position, again insert my cock in your mouth, but do not eat you, as you suck you start to pray for pleasure, “Oh God let him lick me I need to cum so badly,” you say to yourself.
Then you hear a whirring…and a hard rubber vibrator at the lips of your pussy, which is so wet and waiting. The vibrator is huge and you lift your ass off the bed. As you suck me madly, nearly my entire shaft buried, deep between your lipstick covered lips, you eagerly and impatiently wait with anticipation for the vibrator to penetrate your wet pussy, bucking your hips madly up and down. You are so spread, and so wet. Absolutely drenched my dear!
Then, with just a few thrusts, you feel the vibrator, with delectable ribbing, nearly eight inches deep in your pussy and you buck furiously against it as best you can while restrained as you are….With the vibrator in your pussy and my cock imbedded between your lips, you feel my hands take your ass. My nails digging deep into that luscious flesh…and then my tongue against your clit.
The first touch of my tongue, combined with the double penetration pleasure, sets you free, and at last, for the first time, since my first phone call, you explode in an orgasm like none you’ve ever felt before. It goes on for minutes, and has you groaning at the top of your lungs, and bucking like a wild woman! If you were standing, your legs would have buckled beneath you…but you are not standing, you are lying on your back, spread and tied and now enjoying every minute of it!! I pull the vibrator out in one long slow draw, while you clench your pussy tightly straining to hold onto it as long as possible. My cock is still in your mouth, you won’t let it go. But I pull it out, and rub it over your face as I begin to lick at your pussy lips…in an instant, you turn your head and strain, wanting to take me in again……
I suck in your clit, feel it between my teeth, and lick it hard and fast, and you explode again, in your second orgasm in moments…your juices dripping between your ass cheeks and soaking the bed. Slowly, as the waves of pleasure subside, you relax ever so slightly, and I gently pull my cock from your mouth and stand.
You are still panting with excitement…I place my cock in the palm of one tied hand, and you grasp my shaft….
Now, I whisper in your ear, “Sweetness, I am going to fuck you!” You nod YES eagerly…still unable to see. I plunge my tongue, drenched with your own pussy juices, between your lips and you suck it hard for an instant before I pull it out.
Then you feel me release one leg from its restraint…the silk still attached to your ankle, but not to the post. Then you feel the other leg released……and you smirk with glee…
In a moment, I am beneath your legs…pressing the head of my cock against your pussy lips…..holding it there with just the tip against your folds and slide it up and down along the length of those soaking wet lips but I do not insert it. You groan maddeningly, teased beyond your wildest imagination! Eager for more, begging for more pleasure, and you wrap your legs tightly around my waist, pulling my entire body tightly to yours.
Then…with one hard thrust, I drive it home!
Deep inside of you it goes, and you groan and cry my name out loud, I instantly pull the gag over your mouth again, as I continue to impale you….long, very long, hard, deep thrusts, over and over, faster and faster and so deep and so hard….You climax again, now tears run down your cheek, every nerve in your body exposed and lit.
I begin to slowly withdraw and then slowly impale you, repeatedly, yet ever, so slowly…very, very slowly, so that you can feel my entire length with each maddeningly slow thrust, and you clench your pussy lips and try to keep me inside of you with each slow thrust…but I repeatedly withdraw, then I WAIT A MOMENT FOR THE ANTICIPATION TO BUILD…set my cock against those lips again, and….
…Drive it home again, wiggling my hips to grind the tip of my cock against the inside of you, before again slowly, methodically withdrawing it along the full length of that slick, bald, creamy wet, delightful pussy. And with each maddeningly slow thrust, I gently kiss you on the lips, just once, so light a touch, that you strain your neck, to reach up for more, puckering those sweet, moist pouty lips, but not seeing where my lips have gone.
Then you tense and cry out again, and explode for a fourth time. You are drenched in your own cum, and eager to feel and taste mine. The cum inside of me is hot and my cock is ready to explode…but I am not done with you…….I pull out again, then I release one arm restrain and pull that arm over your body attaching it to the other arm post. Both arms tied to one post…you are on your stomach and that luscious ass is to me….
I step back. Since you are blindfolded and gagged, you do not know where I am or what I am doing, but again, my head is at your ear and I whisper, “Sweetness submissive one, why did you disobey?”
Then you feel a paddle slap lightly against your naked ass…not meant to hurt, only meant to startle and excite. It does startle you and you groan and lift your pussy from the bed, wiggling you ass back and forth in an effort to ease the pain….(You don’t see it, but you ass is reddened already?
“Will you disobey again,” I ask….and AMAZINGLY, you nod YES, not willing to admit that you are in total enjoyment. Slap, a second time, the paddle lightly hits your firm, ripe ass…again you groan and whimper…your hands clenched, your body tense, wishing to cover your virgin ass with a hand, if only you were free.
This time, I leave the paddle touching your ass…and quickly slide my thumb into your pussy. You take it eagerly, but as you do, I punish you again, by pulling my thumb out….
There is no movement for a moment, and you think your punishment is over, but you are wrong.
My hand comes down on your ass….SLAP! “OH GOD,” you think, as your pussy explodes with another orgasm, the 5th in an hour…never did you feel that possible…never did you before, feel it possible to explode in orgasm at the feel of a firm, manly hand slapping across your ass…
The bed is soaked, and so are you…soaked with perspiration and soaked with your own wetness! SLAP…again my hand comes down on your ass…..SLAP! A fifth time……
I pull the gag from your mouth and I ask, “One last time,” “Will you disobey me again?”
“NO!” You cry out. “NEVER, EVER…I promise never, Oh Mitch I promise,” you giggle!
SLAP! A sixth time I slap you ass! “No speaking until I give permission.,” I order as I smile at your giggle.
I ask again, “Will you disobey me again, Sweetness? Will you ever wear panties in my presence again?” You shake your head NO furiously……
“GOOD Then” I say, “you may speak now….What will you do to make it up to me I ask….”
You cry out…”OH Mitch! Please let me suck you dry…swallow your cum…OH GOD PLEASE…..”
With that, I release your restraints….all your restraints!
You swiftly turn and fall to your knees on the bed…and grab at my cock struggling to take my cock into your hungry and eager mouth. There is no inhibition left in you! But I turn you onto your back, stand over you, place your head over the edge of the bed and insert my cock in your mouth as I stand above you.
You lie on your back. In this position, as you suck me hard, I pinch your nipples, knead your breasts and slip one hand and several fingers into your dripping wet pussy. Then, I pump my cock into your mouth…you suck me hard and wet…holding my cock in one of your little hands, and holding my wrist with your other hand in order to press my hand deep into your pussy…you’ve never been face-fucked like this before but you are truly enjoying it.
The hot cum in my cock wells up…nearly ready to explode, but I resist….straining to hold out.
My cock swells in your mouth…your hips buck madly against my hand as you raise your ass of the bed to meet my touch….your mouth sucking me so tightly. You suck and moan with pleasure all at once! Your one free hand caresses your own breast and pinches a nipple.
My cum, strains for release, but I resist, holding it there, as I fuck your face and watch the expression of bliss on your face. I continue to caress your clit. You force my hand deeper and faster into your pussy.
My cock swells further, so much for one little mouth to hold, but what a beautiful mouth and beautiful body, and beautiful face…but I hold out.
My cock swells straining against your lips…and you suck me deep and furiously. My cock buried between those lipstick covered lips, nearly to my balls! Then……..
BOOM! With a loud groan I explode! A torrent of HOT, STICKY cum flows from my cock into your willing mouth…my cock clenching and jerking, with each spurt…the first two massive spurts flow right down your throat. Then, I forcibly (for you fight to hold on), forcibly I pull my cock from your mouth…and the third and fourth spurt drench your chin, tits and neck…You take me in again, sucking me hard for the 5th, sixth, seventh and eighth spurts, before you explode again, climaxing for a 6th time, all over my fingers and hands.
You cross your legs over my hand buried in your pussy, not wanting me to remove it, and you shiver and shudder, deep in the throws of the most enjoyable orgasm you’ve yet experienced….
…….finally, we fall to the bed in a heap. I roll to my back and you climb on top of me.
Soaking wet both of us, but spent as well, you climb on me, and insert my still hard cock into your pussy…and rest…..both our hearts pounding in unison, our chests together, your leg draped over mine.
Mitch you ask…You ruined my clothes…what will I wear home?
I answer…”1st…NO PANTIES! 2nd…That is a story for another time Sweetness! Now rest, for I intend to clean you up and fuck you again this night. And this time I won’t be so gentle on you.”
“Sir, this fucktoy can’t wait,” you reply!