4.14.2016: To Move, Or Not To Move


To Move, Or Not To Move

I stood looking inside the room that was deemed His. The office was organized in an “I know where everything is” kind of way. There were notes, pens, highlighters, and such lying about; just where he’d left them when I’d crawled in here last night. I’d had the thought to crawl up to his lap and give him the perfect distraction. My lips wrapped around his shaft, the perfect solution. As always, when things got heavy, we moved from the office into other quarters of his apartment. There was one rule that stood out more than any others. “Don’t move my stuff.” Little did he know I itched to move everything half a centimeter to the right.


I looked toward the bedroom and heard silence. My feet were glued to the spot but I knew that if my plan was going to work I would have to act quickly. I put my foot down over the threshold and my anxiety turned into productive adrenaline giving me the boost that I needed. I stood in front of the desk and the grin on my face was just as wicked as I felt. I reached out to move the ink pen in front of the monitor and when no booby-traps were activated, I squealed inside. I proceeded to shift things over when I heard a throat being cleared. I paused turning my head slowly to see Him in the doorway, leaning on the door-frame. I bit the side of my lip and then looked down to see the stapler that I was about to move.


The warning was a direct stimulant to my clit. I licked my lips nervously and looked over at him as I slid the stapler over from its original post. I then moved the keyboard but before I could reach the monitor, he was pressed up behind me. I groaned feeling the rush of the moment. His hand snaked up my body, parting the bathrobe that I was wearing. My breathing was heavy, labored. Anticipation of his next move kept me on edge. His other hand caressed my neck before he wrapped it around my throat holding me.

I swayed overwhelmed by Him. My heart raced but my breathing slowed, hallowed as he applied pressure. My hand moved knocking something to the floor and the growl that I heard vibrated through the room. Air hit my ass just before two blazing spanks were delivered in quick succession. I moaned needing more. More of Him. He bent me over the desk, spreading my legs, and entered me quickly. I heard another growl and grunt before he spanked me again. I trembled already on edge.

“You just couldn’t resist, could you?”

“No.” I admitted.

“And now you’ll pay the price.”

I clamped my muscles around his shaft fighting back in my own way.

“Harder.” He grunted.

I did, unable to deny him.

“That’s my fuck-doll.”

I moaned loud as my body trembled. I shook hard. Not able to withstand the spasms I held onto the desk, supporting me. My legs were shaky and my vision blurred losing focus.

“No, no, no… Not until I tell you to come.”

I whined knowing that I’d hold it as long as I needed to. I could. I knew I would. But things got complicated when he spanked me hard and long just before he began moving inside me. I couldn’t tell you where one pleasure began and one ended. I didn’t know if the orgasm riding me was being held at bay or if it was coursing through me to completion. The one thing I could tell you was that I was His and for however long it took I granted the use of my body.

Loud growls, grunts, and strangled moans were like music to my ears causing me to lose even more focus on reality. He was finding pleasure in my submission in the same way that I found it from his dominance. The experience was exhilarating and as my high faltered a bit, I knew that my orgasm was still at bay, painfully waiting for one command.


“You want me to come for you?” He asked hoarsely. Sarcasm dripped from every word.

“Please!” I needed him to come just as badly as I wanted to.

There were no words that followed just his wild, bucking, hard, and deep strokes that grew shallow. Warmth flowed from him to me and I gripped the desk a little tighter. The lesson was obvious, but I had hope still as my body shook fighting back the orgasm that teetered on the edge. He withdrew from me and cum dripped down my thighs further marking me as his.


“Bad girls who move my things don’t get rewards, baby girl.”

I hung my head, knowing that he would retaliate. After a moment of recouping, I felt a warm cloth cleaning me. I smiled still floating a bit. I’d earned every bit of this and though I should be disappointed, satisfaction burned through me. I’d pleased Him with my body and myself with mischief. It was a win-win.

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4.7.2016: Desperation



On the wide leather padded table, I lay waiting. I was strapped to the table spread, the entire top of my body available for his use. I knew that he could very well release the straps holding me in place and demand my ass to him. I knew that he could demand anything and I wouldn’t be opposed. But this was His taste for today. With the blindfold in place, I couldn’t see what was coming. I should feel fear at the unknown but my muscles clenched, dwelling on the fact that I was His to use.

“Baby,” The endearment was whispered into my left ear. “Slut.” My eyes shifted to the right hearing his whispers in the other ear. Silence surrounded me again and my ears searched for any sounds from him.


Warmth enclosed over my left nipple before he sucked the sensitive peak into his mouth. I whined searching for more but the tormenting stopped before it had ever really begun. I whined needing more. Coolness circled my clit just before his mouth sucked, making me arch as much of my body as I could off the table. Just like that, he was gone again. I groaned cursing him. My nipples had tightened into a frenzy of nerves bunched to elevate the sensitivity at the tip.  My clit was throbbing insistently that I satisfy it with more from Him.

My brain short circuited when I felt teeth pulling on my right nipple. My body was flooded with enough desire that my cunt flooded. I was seconds away from an orgasm when he released it from his hold. I panted, seeing stars behind my eyes. The throbbing between my legs escalated to a solid continuous pounding in my groin that spread out to my thighs.

“Baby,” I heard in my left ear. I moaned wanting to please him. “Whore.” The word sent shivers down my body. When I was good, putting his pleasure first, I was his baby. It melted my heart making me the happiest girl on earth. Whore was what he called me when I did things that good girls didn’t do. I loved surprising him with kinky manifestations that he’d never expect. Licking his cock in the shower with my clothes on, cuffed, and a tongue vibrator does that to a guy. Question was, which was I right now?

“Baby.” I heard again in my left ear. “Cunt.” I moaned as I felt my earlobe being pulled between his teeth slowly.

My cunt shivered and perked at the mention of the word. My nipples were teased repeatedly and his mouth moved from one to the other building the fire inside my steadily. Expertly, he tormented my body into a hypersensitive state with each pull of my breasts. My thoughts tunneled into one continuous chant. “More!”

I felt something on my nipples that I couldn’t place at first. I felt a pull on my nipple that only intensified until I thought I’d cum and then it held steady. I knew then that the suction cup pulling at my erect nipple would have me a crying mess soon. I waited for the inevitable as the other nipple was forced to submit to the same torturous bliss. I felt fingers on my cunt stroking the juicy folds. Fingers penetrated me and I moaned loudly needing to cum.

“Not yet.” His voice was steady, controlled.

His fingers twisted and pumped inside of me making me ache for release. I held on to his words but my body trembled, longing to come for him badly. I felt the suction cup on my cunt and groaned. It pumped against me pulling at my already sensitive parts until the blood pulsed just beneath my skin. And then… nothing.

My body ached with need. I was desperate.

“Baby.” I heard again. “Whore.”

The decision had been made for me the moment that he denied my first pleas. All that was left for me to do was experience. Feel. Become. Detonate. I felt a lubed item parting my butt cheeks and I doubted that he’d get anything in. He lifted me the bit the restraints allowed and then there was a plug inside. I shook with the necessity to release, unable to fathom anything surpassing the pleasure causing havoc throughout my body. I could easily be tipped but I’d never fall without a fight. This was for him. His pleasure was my fate.

The cup was released on my cunt and he slid his fingers over the hypersensitive flesh. I bucked against his hand moaning. The urgency to come was more than I could bear. My moans, whines, and begging did little to get me what I wanted. I could feel his smile as he watched me writhe for him. The slaps of his hand to my burning cunt was what took me over the emotional edge pouring down my face. Tears streamed as I continued begging for release. To be touched, used, and finished.

“I’ll let you come when I’m ready.”

I moaned loudly calling him, begging, and promising anything that he wished of me. He didn’t respond. I felt a thud to my clit with a rod like item. It wasn’t one that I’d felt before. The thuds continued and after a while, I felt the thuds radiating through my cunt. They continued, increasing in speed until all I could do was feel. My body convulsed to the tempo of the music that this thing played. My clit was being punished for demanding attention and the tears flowed in silent submission to him. The begging from my lips never let up as I expressed how much I wanted to please him. The thuds grew harder and less frequent creating a deeper urgency. My begging festered into a mumbling mess of requests.

“You can come when the pencil stops torturing your clit.”

I gasped at the knowledge that it was pencil bringing me to my wits end. Shame washed over me but instead of it putting a damper on my mood, I was empowered by it. My begging became insistent and the pencil drummed to the rhythm of my demise. My body lightened and the room became quiet. Everything changed letting me know that his control over me had reigned supreme once again.


The damn flooded and sensations poured in from everywhere. Overwhelmed with ecstasy as endorphins rapid fired away in my brain, I drifted seeking the comfort that lay in the fog.

“Baby.” The word stirred warmth and I sought to hear it again.

“Baby, come back to me.”

I took the endearment and snuggled towards it. I heard chuckling.


I opened my eyes to look into His. I smiled and blinked trying to focus.

“Ah… no no no. Come back to me, baby.”

I opened my eyes once again. This time I could focus on him. His kiss pulled me into the moment and I wrapped my arms around his neck. His beard grounded me letting me know that I was where I needed to be as I reveled at the feel of it.


“That’s my baby.” I nodded and snuggled closer loving the pleased tone in his voice. It was the perfect ending to His scene. I blushed knowing that regardless to which persona I chose, I’d happily submit to His will and I had.

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3.31.2016: Good Morning


Good Morning

Showering to wash away the ache only seemed to magnify the need. It grew to a disabling level preventing me to think of anything besides you. Yesterday you used me thoroughly and it seemed to drive my lust into a throbbing impatient state requiring you to salvage me repeatedly.

I staggered into the bedroom, trying to dry my body as much as possible. Each swipe of the threaded cloth sensitized my skin further. Weakened by my overwhelming need to be taken, I climbed into the bed and moved the sheet to see you already prepared and ready for what I had in store. Carefully, I straddled you watching your sleeping form.

Slowly, I inched you inside my dripping cunt, closing my eyes as you seemed to cool the burning. When you were deeply seated, I trembled unable to fight the orgasm punching forward. The ripples were nice but not enough. I wanted, no needed more. I felt your hips thrusting inside me and gasped, opening my eyes to look into yours.

“Don’t stop now.”

You grabbed my hips and pounded me from underneath. I tried to hold on to your shoulders by gripping you tightly but another orgasm blasted through me and I collapsed onto you. You kissed my neck, and bit my shoulder still driving into me. I whined hoping that you’d never stop. You sought my lips and I kissed you back, loving the captured energy created by it. All the while, your hips claimed mine and I submitted to each thrust begging for more.


Your fingers from, one hand, tweaked my nipples and the other teased my clit. I rolled my hips into your taunts knowing this would be my downfall. When the quaking began, you showed no mercy. I gripped you harder but sound was impossible as my mind tingled with the rest of my body. My eyes became unfocused and nothing matter besides that winding feeling in my groin.

Faintly, it sounded as if you were saying things but I wasn’t sure. Sweat seemed to sting my skin as my senses heightened yet again. The only thing I could think was ‘what are you doing to me?’ just before the most powerful orgasm filled with pain and pleasure resonated.

I purred, whined, hummed, and even gasped for more air than my lungs could hold. You rolled me over onto our sides and held me while I sought balance. Finally, things seemed to calm. I took a deep breath and sighed in relief.

“Good morning.” I purred.

You chuckled and responded. “Good morning.”

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3.24.2016: Our Way



Our Way

            Laying on the bed per the instructions sent to me, I began to freak out just a little. Maybe it was more than a little since the palms of my hands were moist with anticipation. This would be the first time that we’d played this game. The first time that you’ve done things my way. While you liked rough intense sex, you’ve never taken it a step further. You liked to grab hair, make me say dirty things, and even make me beg. That was fine with me but I wanted you to spank me, tease torturously, and keep me on edge while you pushed my boundaries. We’ve talked about the possibilities which were infinite within the lines set forth.

            I couldn’t see a damn thing which caused surges of adrenaline to course through me. A black scarf covered my eyes over the blindfold shielding all of the light from my view. The doorknob twisted and I heard the springs as they tightened releasing the hold on the doorframe. The door creaked as it swung open allowing you into the space I occupied. I cleared my throat trying to swallow the lump forming.

            “You really are a dirty girl.”

            I said not a single word letting you take the lead. To my right was a table set up with some of my favorite gadgets. I’d shown you pictures but you insisted on seeing them first hand. On the left were things for emergencies and aftercare. I was probably over prepared indicating just how nervous I was.

            “What do we have here?” I heard things being picked up and then sat back down. I wasn’t afraid of the silence, the toys, or the damage that could occur. All I wanted was you.

            “Are you going to lay there or are you going to speak?”

            I smiled. “I missed you.”

            “Did you now?”

            “Yes.” I knew I was putting myself out there but at the moment I didn’t care.


            I felt your tongue as you lapped at my nipple and I moaned loud and long. The unexpected action shook me to my core. Mmm… You sucked and pulled my nipple with your teeth tearing away any hesitation and replacing it with bold lust. I moved to touch you, catching myself at the last minute.

            “Touch me.”

            I wrapped my arms around your neck allowing me to feel your shirtless shoulders and back. My nipple was firm, peaked and waiting for more attention. When you pulled away, moving to the other nipple, my back arched towards you. Your tongue was hot and persistent, tongue lashing it into submission. Knowing how sensitive they are, you continued torturing them, pushing me to the edge of insanity. I was writhing on the bed and you cared less about it.

            Moments before I was about to explode, you moved away causing me to groan. Tingling sensations progressed to one intense throb that wrecked my whole body. My clit was throbbing so intensely that I feared that any little thing would send me over.

            The sound of Velcro filled the room and you began strapping my wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed. I relaxed into them allowing my body to feel weightless. I tensed feeling pricks along my calves and then my thighs. When you repeated the motion I relaxed again knowing that the Wartenberg wheel was at work.


            On my legs, there was more pressure applied to my calves than the fleshy area on my thighs. At first, it was uncomfortable but the more that you teased me with it the more responsive I became. Eventually, I felt the bite of the wheel around my nipple and the spasms were back full force. You began rolling the wheel around my areola but worked your way to my aching nipple.

            I pulled on the restraints while moaning your name. My nipple was then rolled between your fingers repeatedly drawing me closer and closer to the edge. I panted wanting, needing, hoping to be used by you.

            “Tell me how bad you want to cum.”


            “Tell me.” I felt your mouth and then your teeth pinched and pulled my nipple almost sending me over.

            “So bad. You feel… feel… feel…”

            “I feel?”

            “Magnificent!” I shouted.


            I felt the spikes on my thighs again and the pending orgasm tightened, coiling so taut that I knew there was no pulling away. Just as I was about to beg for permission to come, I felt the wheels as it trailed over my outer lips. Behind the blindfold, my eyes widened as I realized what you were about to do. Before I could stop you, the prickling reached my clit and I came hard. My body bucked as I fought violently to hold on but my senses were over loaded with other plans. Darkness swallowed me.

            When I awakened I was still tied but you were stroking my body massaging warmth back into my limbs.

            “You ok?”

            Still blindfolded I nodded.

            “Good. Ready for round 2?”

            My eyes widened in surprise. The tingling in my groin was a good indication that I was indeed ready.



Stay tuned for Part 2…

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3.17.2016: All About Me


All About Me

            Spread your legs. No questions. No comments. Just do it. I understand that you were caught off guard but what I have in mind requires focus. So listen. Slide your panties to the floor. Very nice. Keep your legs open, sweetheart. I can see just how much you like this from my seat across from you. Right now, you’re anticipating where this is going to go and it’s got your whole body on edge. Ready, willing, and desperate. You are. Trust me.

            Your ripe, juicy, and beautiful breasts are enticing. Touch them. No! Not like that. Slowly. Draw it out, we’ve got all night. Remove your dress but keep those legs open. I want to see your glistening mound the entire time. That bra, I remember purchasing it just so that while you wore it, I could picture tearing it off. I can see your hardened nipples through it encouraging me to come suck them. And I will, later.

            Remove that bra. Now tease your luscious peaks without grinding into the bed. I know you want to because you’re tingling with need. Keep your eyes open. Focus on me. My commands are your will and you’ll obey because you love it. No, no, no… keep those legs open. Good girl.

            Slide your hands over your stomach and down to your thighs slowly. Just like that. Yes. Trail heat back up to your bosom, over your neck, and now work back down to your thighs. Caress the inside of your thighs but don’t touch your… Good girl. Spread your legs a bit more. Right there.


            Excuse me while I suck on the lips of your cunt tasting your wetness. Mmm… better than I remembered. Sweet. Perfumed with lust.  Yes, I know it hasn’t been that long but… A long lick to your slit leaves you panting for more. Calm down. This is about me, not you. Pace yourself. I plan to be here awhile. I spread your lips wide and lick your inner lips. Your legs close around my head and I laugh. I know. You love it. But if you want me to finish what I’ve started, you have to play by the rules. Legs open. Keep them there.

            I suck on your clit, pulsing my lips against it and your body bucks off the bed but your legs remain open. Good girl. I slide my tongue around your clit and then suck it into my mouth pulling it upwards. My tongue spanks your clit while it’s in my mouth and your eager moans grow louder. Unabashed. You love it. I give you a second to relax while I kiss on your thighs.

            “Please.” You beg. I smile because I know how badly you want it, but I’ve already said that this is about me and not you.

            I slide my tongue from your clit, down your slit, and straight inside of you. Your legs close around me and I spank the outside of your thigh. You moan in approval and I wrap my arms around your legs holding them still. I know that you prefer your pleasure with a bite of pain. Sensual adrenaline is coursing through you and you welcome it like a junkie to drugs: my mouth. Using my tongue to part your folds I go back to exploring and satisfying my own needs. I wave my tongue inside you licking your walls making you shiver. I moan loving the way you taste and feel against my tongue. You’re so wet against my face. The realization prompts me to thrust my tongue in and out of you repeatedly while using the side of my finger to tease your clit. You cry out and I know you’re close. You throw your head back in submission to my oral fixation. I smile and kiss upward to your clit, pulling it into my mouth.

            “Yes, please!”

            I pull your clit completely into my mouth sucking on it. The pressure increases until you’re suspended with air trying to hold on to the feeling of needing to orgasm or beg for more. I like it when you’re here so I suck you a bit harder causing you to spasm. Sweat covers you as your orgasm builds and you wait to explode. Your voice cracks and I suck one last time shattering you to pieces. I hold your clit in my mouth as I unwrap my right hand from your thigh and work two fingers inside your clenching cunt. Your eyes widen as I fuck your g-spot forcing yet another orgasm.


            “I can’t!” You scream as your body begins winding tighter. You can and you will.

            I disregard the statement as your fingers grip me and I flick my tongue against your sensitive bud. Your hips automatically move toward my mouth repeatedly. A loud moan, followed by thrusts from me and hip grinding from you sends you flying into your second orgasm. I deepen my thrusting fingers and a third orgasm rips forward. As you ride it out, I work my fingers out of your tightened canal and deliver butterfly kisses to your wanton cunt, smooth thighs, and up to your belly. Your hands are in your hair as you try to calm. You’re out of breath and it’s exactly how I like you: just fucked. I kiss over your nipples and to your pouting lips. You wrap your arms around my neck and kiss me back.

            “Thank you for indulging me. You were perfect!”

            You laugh. “Anytime.”

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3.10.2016: Mine



One of my favorite fantasies is the one that I’ve never shared. Well, never shared in detail. You are bent over the leather padded table. Wrists cuffed in front of you, straight ahead with very little give. Your hair is in a tight ponytail, draped over your shoulder and out of the way. Your shoulders are bare inviting me to bite along them. All of your sexy, feminine curves are hidden down to your waist with a black satin corset. They are for me alone and I chose not to share. But your hips, they always invite me to caress your ass, hips, and thighs before I tease your folds, so I left them available. Legs bare down to those damn fuck-me pumps, black, silver, and slutty. Your legs are cuffed to the table, spread wide, and unable to close them. You have no idea what’s in store for you. It’s why you’re trembling with lust. The reason you’re slick with need. You’re helpless and you love it. I decided last minute to torture you even more by blind folding you but that won’t last for long. I want you aware of everything that would happen. I want you terrified with anticipation.

I look at the time and smile. Game Time. I open the door and a group of three walk into the room. They are all dressed in black pants, black shirts, and black masks. They stand in front of you and I spank your ass.

“Ready for me?”

“Yes.” You say.

I take off the blindfold and you squint. When your vision focuses you gasp.

“You’ll please them as you would me.” I kiss your mouth thoroughly and as you kiss me you feel someone behind you sucking your clit. You moan into the kiss and I back away. “Be a good girl.”

Number One is tasting you. Savoring you rightfully. His tongue is mine and I can hear him lapping at you. I know how sweet you taste and for a second, I envy him. You’ve always been a slut for a good tongue lashing so I can guess how creamy you’ve gotten. He has an oral fixation and I’ve purposely used him to pull you into the scene quickly. Your legs begin to tremble and your quiet moans have become loud, unleashed cries that grow the longer that he teases you.


“May I?” You beg.

“No.” I reply.

Number Two takes the hint, walks over, and kisses your shoulders while Number Three unzips their pants. A jet black dong brushes your lips and you open wide. You suck her eagerly trying to shift your focus. Number Two bites your shoulder and you moan loudly around Number Three. Number One is inching his hard shaft inside of your dripping cunt and you love every second of it. For an instant, I see the shame wash over you tensing your body.

As you’re fucked, I walk over and spank your ass bringing you back into the moment. “Mine.”

You moan and along with One and Three. I crawl under the table and pause for a second. Under here I see your thighs as they tremble fighting the building need. Your juices are running down your legs showing me how much you appreciate it all. I reach up and began to stroke your clit. My clit.

“Fuck! Please…”

I continue teasing you, ignoring your pleas. Not too fast, not too slow. I see the three of them shift. One is inside of your mouth, Two inside your begging cunt, and Three is standing to the right of Two. I hear leather straps as they strike your flesh. I smile knowing that you’ll be begging soon. You count each lashing as they meet your skin pausing between the licks of the cock in your mouth.

The room is loud of moaning, groaning, whipped ass, and smells of sex. I’m pulled into the intoxicating pull that you’ve created. You’re taking it all and giving even more back.

“Please…. please… please… please… please… please…” The begging is hurried and I know that you’re barely hanging on. Do I make you suffer or reward you for your submission?

“Cum, girl.” I say.

Screaming cries echo across the room and Three fucks you faster. You buck against my fingers holding nothing back.

“God, yes!” I tickle your clit with my finger tips and you spiral into another orgasm.

Three moves as Two takes her place. He enters you and fucks you slowly building you up again. You love every inch as he slides in and out of you. Your body begs for it. Three stands to the left and I hear the crop as it is rained down over your thigh.

“Yes, it feels so good!” You moan before your mouth is filled.

Coming from underneath, I stand near your face watching you get used thoroughly. Your body is drenched in sweat and arousal. It stirs a deep need to claim you in front of these three. I bite the space between your neck and shoulder and you scream as you cum again.

“Yours!” You scream.

“Good girl.”

The panting, groaning, fucking and cries of pleasure are difficult to ignore. There’s no way that anybody in this room could be unaffected. You were the highlight of the show. You gave yourself fully to the experience and I was proud of my girl.

I walked behind you and Three and Two moved away. I unzipped my pants, stroking my already hard dick. “Ready girl?”


I slid inside of you deliciously slow. Each inch forced a new level of submission into you. You tightened your muscles around me and once I was seated deep inside of you, I paused. You shivered so badly that your shoes tapped the floor. Perfect.

I began moving inside you and the dirty slut in you surfaced. Just how I liked it.

“So big.” You said between gasps for air.


“So good.” You cried.

“You’ll take it.” I replied.






“God, Yes!”

“My slut!” My breathing grew labored as you pulled me further under your spell.

“Don’t stop fucking me, please…”

I gripped your ass and spread it as I bottomed out inside you.

“So big.” You whispered.

“Take it!” I fucked you faster and deeper.


Clapping sounded as I continued using my girl for your sexy body. You begged, pleaded and cried as I denied you over and over. Your body became limp as I forced it into submission. When you turned your head, the tears were pouring and your eyes were unfocused.. It registered in my groin and my movements stiffened. I pistoled into you coming with each stroke.

“Cum!” I shouted.

Like a bitch in heat, you bucked and fucked finding release. You were even more beautiful when you roared.

“That’s my good girl.”I kissed your back and shoulders while I massaged heat into your muscles.

You whined as you started to come down from your high. I withdrew from you and kissed over your ass and thighs.

“So beautiful. So sexy.”

You moaned your agreement and I untied you. When I looked up, all three of my accomplices were gone. I nodded to myself that I’d picked the right three. They’d been discreet in their comings and goings. When you were free and I moved you to the bed, you cuddled in my arms holding on to me tightly.

“Thank you, baby.” You whispered.

“You’re welcome, girl.” I kissed all over your face saving your lips for last. “Mine.”

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3.3.2016: Good Girl


Good Girl

Sometimes, the best fantasy is simply to relive the moments that have already happened. That’s why I’m laying here in bed, with nothing but thoughts of you. Whispering all the dirty things you want to do to me, makes my nipples harden craving your touch. Like a chain reaction, my passage becomes slick with liquid heat preparing me for you again.

Lazily, I stroke my nipples stimulating them until they tighten in need. Your mouth, I need it to pull, suck, tease, and lick me into submission.  My breathing intensifies. I close my eyes trying to get a grip, and I do: of my nipples pinching and pulling as I grind my hips into the mattress beneath me.

My free hand travels between my legs caressing my thighs. I tremble loving the feather light touches.

“More.” My fantasized image of you demands.


Instantly, my fingers delve into the folds that have desired you most. My fingers awaken the nerves in every part of my pussy slowly. Touching, pulling, stroking, tapping, and even pinching. Writhing, I avoid penetration and continue to massage my lips; inner and outer. My nipples are sore with lust and I’m crazed with need. My soaked sex is only a mild invitation in comparison to the full body ache you can arouse when you’re near. I slide my fingers downwards to penetrate, ready to feel you.

“Not yet, baby girl.”

I whine needing you more when denied. I stroke my clit and grind my hips into my hand feeling electrified at once. Slowly my hips increase in speed and intensity as I try to buck my way to completion. My whines turn into moans. Moans into groans. Groans into begging. I need you; I couldn’t deny anything you’d want to do to me.

“Please… please…” I beg. The hand that once teased my nipple is now in my hair. Pulling and tugging which helps me to arch my back meeting the cool air that strokes my sweat covered skin.


The single word hits home and drives the bit of decency from my mind and body. I spread my legs, driving two fingers deep inside of me. Thrusts, twists, turning, and stroking drives me wilder as I ride the growing wave.

“Good girl. Faster.”

“Yes!” I scream as I follow your commands. Deeper, faster, and harder. The tingling starts at the tip of my toes and the roots of my hair moving toward the center of me. I feel every cell awakening within me driving me closer and closer to the brink. “Yours!”

“Good girl. Use your body for me.”

Moans echo throughout the room as I shudder, vibrate, and yet still quiver for more. Tears wet the corners of my eyes. Pleasing you means so much. Hearing your praise is the ultimate reward. I feel your fingers stroke my clit in time to my hips thrusting. Though imagined, it’s the perfect addition to my fantasy.

“Please! Please!” I beg knowing I am seconds from completion. I need your command. All of this represents how much I thirst for you.

“Come for me.”

White light explodes behind my lids as I release the pent up energy. The edges of my vision fade out and the only thing I feel is pure passion overwhelming all of my senses. Faintly, I feel you penetrate me. Taking me again. I’m powerless to stop you but I welcome the dominance over my spent body. Your hips meet mine and I struggle to open my eyes. Fire builds in my groin letting me know I’m not quite done with satisfaction. Quickly, I’m tipped over the orgasmic scale and sliding down the whirling hole of lust into ecstasy. Weak and unable to fight, blackness takes over.

“Baby girl…”

I roll into the direction of your voice but keep my eyes closed. They’re still heavy. I feel warmth surround me and I snuggle in. Delicious. I feel a kiss at my temples.

“Baby girl.” This time, your voice is sterner. Instinctively, I open my eyes and stare into yours.

“Good girl.”

I look down to see you undressed and wrapped around me. I snuggle closer. “When’d you get home?”

“You don’t remember?”

I frowned. “No.”

“Your clit seemed to know exactly when I made it home.”

My eyes widened in shock. Fantasizing is good but nothing beats the real thing. You kiss me and I snuggle in even closer, smiling, knowing I satisfied you. After all, I am your good girl.

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