On the floor, hands cuffed, you are cowed, and hurt, and scared. And I am standing over you calling you a fucking bitch and a dirty slut and I have a strap-on that I am forcing into your mouth and down your throat, listening to you gag, with my hand on the back of your head to pull you further onto it, and I know it hurts your mouth, your throat and I hiss at you to look up at me while you choke around it and struggle to breath and I shove it further down your throat and you … Continue Reading
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“Can you feel the heat of my lips taunting you yet?”
“My mouth craves skin and I dip my head to her shoulder.”
“Kneel,” I say, and my stomach lurches with lust as you immediately drop to your knees, your hands still clasped behind your head.
I tilt your chin up, lean down and bring your mouth to me, touching your lips softly with mine, nudging your mouth open. I hold back a moan in my throat as you aggressively reach up for more, your tongue entering my mouth, and I return your kiss hard, pulling your mouth tighter against mine with a fist in your hair.
We stay there, locked in this never ending kiss that reaches straight into my core and … Continue Reading
You say to me ‘please, Ma’am’ and I know what you mean.
You mean ‘hit me hardest now, I want to be bruised and battered and sorry-sore for ages afterward, so make it count please Ma’am, and I can take it pretty hard, don’t hold back, and then please during or after or before, please kiss me and let me beg for you to kiss me because I want my mouth to feel your mouth both tender and aggressive-hard and desperate, kissing until I can’t breathe with want and my mouth is aching and all of me is aching, and … Continue Reading
It’s been twelve days, you have never felt closer to me, you have never been more beautiful.
I come over you not coming for me, and then I come again. I come over how much you want to come. I come over you thanking me for not letting you come. I come over you getting hard for me over and again. I come over you nearly coming and struggling to stop yourself. I come over your newly found sensitivity. I come over telling you how not letting you come makes me come. I come over listening to you in pain … Continue Reading
We are lying face to face in bed, you are naked, I am dressed. I am touching you, stroking you gently, my face close to yours and I am talking to you about what you really want me to do rather than this gentle touching of your face, your arms, your nipples, your stomach, your cock and you are watching my lips move as I talk and I am watching you watching.
‘You want me to do something hard and rough to you, don’t you?’
‘Like here, at your nipples, you would like it if I pinched them … Continue Reading
I want to tether you by the bed and make you wait for me, I want to cuff and collar you and make you crawl after me when I call you, I want to make you lick me while I completely ignore you, I want to see how many times I can slap you before you can’t come back to me anymore, I want to kiss you in a movie theatre and stop when you get hard because that’s not allowed, I want to fuck your arse gently and see if it makes you come, I want to cover your … Continue Reading