There is noise in your head, I can hear it from here, a humming, making your body ache, drawing a moaning sound from deep in your throat, a spinning, floaty, throbbing sex-noise that makes you dreamy and hard and desperate, that makes your eyes glassy and your mouth wet with want.
I whisper, “Are you paying attention boy?”
I can barely hear you, “Yes Ma’am, I’m paying attention”
Sharper, no louder, I bring you back to me, “Are you paying attention boy?”
A soft beautiful moan, a focussing, you breathe, “Yes Ma’am” and I feel it go straight to my … Continue Reading
I wonder if you can smell me in your sleep, colouring your thoughts and invading your dreams. I have marked you with my scent, putting it on your skin, your lips, reminding you that I am here, reminding you who you belong to.
I like having you smell of me, walking around in the world like a shadow of me, wafting around you as you go about your day, a hint of me touching you unexpectedly when you turn back on yourself.
I like having you smell me also, and I know you bring the scent to your nose when … Continue Reading
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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Mouth Music “Can you feel the heat of my lips taunting you yet?”
4 a.m. “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