5.1.2017: Controlled

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Controlled

Tied to the bed, bound for her pleasure. There was nothing more to say or do but to give her control. She kissed up my torso marking me as hers.

“You’ll beg boy.” She said firmly.

“Yes, Mistress.”

She nibbled along my neck and up my jawline before snaking her fingertips through my hair and pulling it to arch my back. She had my undivided attention.

Cock, hard.

Groin, throbbing.

Lips, dry.

I licked them and she took it into her mouth. I groaned. It was unexpected and a delicious treat. My eyes were covered heightening the sensations. I could only imagine her appearance. She’d approached me from behind and blindfolded me immediately. Her delectable body was one that I couldn’t forget.

She was tall for a woman. Long dark hair. Chocolate eyes. Her breasts… Firm. Ripe. Juicy. Delicious.

When I was allowed, I loved to lick from her shoulder down to her feet in one continuous sweep. She’d lay on her side and allow me to. It was like outlining her silhouette with my tongue. I knew things about her that she never would. She shivered when I started. Laughed when I reached the side of her belly. Gasped when I licked from her hips to her ankle. Frowned when I reached the sole of her foot. The fact that I couldn’t see her right now wasn’t punishment. It gave me the chance to see her in the same light that I tasted. She was magnificent.

She moved away from my mouth and I felt the loss immediately. The bed dipped on either side of my head and I knew her thighs were just above my face. I lifted and kissed one side of her thigh and she gasped in surprise.

“Bad… bad… boy.”

Her hands caressed my chest and I laid back down. I knew I was only “bad” because she’d enjoyed the treat.

Pins pressed into my nipple and I shivered. She rolled them along my skin and instantly I knew it was a Wartenberg wheel. The pins pricked but never penetrated my skin. The precise sticks caused my skin to come alive in the paths that she set out to.

Nipples, stomach, and… I groaned loud. She ran the wheel up one side of my cock and down the other, over and over. I panted and tried to breathe but she chose that moment to lower her wetness onto my mouth.

Ready for anything that I could do for her, I opened my mouth and worshiped her heat easily. She was sweet and uniquely her. She rode my face slowly while torturing my swollen cock.

“You look ready to explode boy.” She said between moans.

Unable to speak with a mouthful of her I continued feasting upon her as if my life depended on it.

“Come be a good girl and put your mouth to use.” I heard Mistress say.

Confused for a second, I started to move to speak but then lips firm and ready wrapped around my erection. I groaned loudly. I’d almost…

“Suck him deep,” Mistress said.

She, whoever she was, began sucking me so deep into her mouth that I could feel her throat as it stretched to accept me.

Her tongue was sure.

Her mouth was wet.

Her throat was warm.

I flexed my hips in her mouth fucking it with abandonment to her needs. The only thing that I could focus on was releasing into her throat. I wanted to grab her head but my arms were tied. I wanted in deeper and she tried to accept me but her gags could be heard often.

“Keep up, girl. My boy likes your mouth.” Mistress demanded.

“Yes, Ma’am.” She said. She set forth to the task with new motivation.

Mistress pinched my nipples until the pen was the only thing that I could feel. I’d done something wrong.

“Lick. Me.”

I went back to the task of pleasing her. Talk about being determined. The sensation to fuck and lick was all I could think about. I wanted to use and be used. I wanted to please and be pleased.

I was close. So fucking close.

“Girl, you aren’t to cum until he does,” Mistress commanded.

“Yes, but…”

I was losing the war. She was shaking uncontrollably as she sucked me. She needed this just as badly as I. Mistress was riding my mouth and I knew she was close. She was grinding and leaving me with a little air. The control over the air I received was an aphrodisiac.

I roared. Jets squirted into the girl’s mouth and she caught every drop. She cried out around me as her own orgasm pushed forward.

Mistress, being the commanding element, came last basking in the power. She collapsed onto my chest giving me a reprieve to breathe but it was too late. I was already floating.

I felt the freedom of my arms and then soft light entered my vision. I kept my eyes closed and gave in to exhaustion.

“Rest, my boy.”

I heard the words but was too spent to respond. Hers…

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1.2.2017: Does She Know?

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Her legs were over my shoulders and my face was buried deep inside her cunt. Every woman has her own distinctive taste and M’lady, well… hers was delicious. I don’t know if it was a result of her diet or how she took care of herself. Hell, it didn’t matter. Whatever it is that she’s doing, she needs to continue. I hummed when she gripped my shoulders digging her nails into my skin.

“Fingers…” She instructed.

She was wet. Fuck! My fingers slid inside of her easily and I knew just where to go. I arched my fingers but let the tips of them move back and forth drumming along her sweet spot.

“Uuuuuuh!” She moaned.

I continued sucking on her clit while fingering her sweetness. I was rock hard and she hadn’t done anything to me. Her excitement and arousal were enough. I did want to penetrate her with my shaft but I’d still die a happy man if she’d cum on my fingers and in my mouth.

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Firm fingers gripped my hair and she pushed my head closer to her body. I couldn’t breathe but I didn’t give a fuck. I withdrew my fingers and then rotated them upwards to change the sensation.

“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeees!!!”

She bucked against my face and I knew she was coming. She gripped my shoulders tighter arching and flexing her hips into my mouth. My tongue stroked paths along her clit as I sucked. I’d written my name there a thousand times and I’d do it a thousand more if that’s what it took. She cried out and then screamed as she tipped the orgasmic scale.

She released me as her body succumbed into the sensations. I panted and kissed along her thighs until she was once again calm. She jumped down from the dresser and I caught her. She was still unsteady but seemed to have an agenda. She pushed against me until I fell back onto the bed. She crawled up my body and kissed me. It was rough and she was laying claim. She took my lips and I knew that she could taste herself. It seemed to make her even wilder and that shit was like gasoline to my fire.

Her hands rubbed along my body until she reached my erection. She stroked me with a firm grip and my hips arched into her hand. I couldn’t focus on her kisses and her hands. It required more air than I had. I pulled away panting and trying to regain control of myself but she didn’t allow me to go far.

“You liked sticking your face in my snatch, didn’t you?” She licked her lips and I moaned. She was teasing.

“Yes, Mistress.”

Her hand moved faster and I gasped. I turned my head to breathe into her neck but she was already lowering her head to the tip of my cock. I couldn’t watch. I closed my eyes and felt her hot mouth wrapped around me. She pulled me deep into her mouth and then used her hand to stroke the length of me that wouldn’t fit. Her hand moved from her lips down to the base of my shaft while she sucked and licked me. I wanted to slam more of it down her throat but I knew that would result in being disciplined.

I wanted more from her than these small sessions every other week. I wanted her collar around my neck as I satisfied every sexual fantasy that she creates. I knew I was hers but did she understand the extent of my feelings? When she pleased me this way all I could think about was whether it was enough for her too.

M’lady swallowed me and my head shot up off the bed. I was suspended there and I couldn’t breathe. Hot, tight, pulsing… Beads of sweat covered my forehead and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer. A single finger slid back and toyed with the crinkled opening of my ass. I gripped the sheets and fought harder than I ever had before to speak. I needed to ask permission but…

“Mistress!”

Her finger penetrated me and I came hard. Stars lit up behind my eyes, shooting across the darkness. I don’t know how long it lasted, but when it ended I was spent. M’lady made her way back up my body and kissed my lips. She deepened the kiss and I could taste the semen that was still on her tongue. Never had she kissed me without swallowing everything. The kiss was slow and sensual, almost as if she was giving me a chance to get used to it. I tasted more of her than me and the mixture of the two of us along our tongues was intoxicating.

She pulled away first and kissed my neck. “You’re fucking delectable.”

I smiled, warmed at her words. “Yes, Mistress. Thank you.”

Her hand moved up to my neck and she gripped the base of it waiting for my reaction. I looked into her eyes as my breathing slowed. I trusted her. She knew when enough was enough. She bit my ear and then kissed my lips.

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“Fucking spectacular.”

I blushed but watched her. She exhaled and then sat up on the edge of the bed. She was withdrawing and I wasn’t ready for that. Please no… I slid to the floor and kneeled at her feet humbling myself. I didn’t speak and neither did she.

After a bit, she began playing in my hair and I rested my head on her knee content. The silence stretched on but I enjoyed every second that she gave me. Treasured each moment because I didn’t know when our time would be up. I hoped never.

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