No ifs, ands, or buts
Cross-posted to eroticfantasies.
me: I'll see you at 11:30.
her: I will... consider it.
me: You'll be here, slave. Or you'll suffer my wrath: Tied up, tickled with my collection of feathers crafted especially for your ceaseless torment.
Until the itch slowly creeps upon you...
Until you want so desperately to come that you're wriggling in your bonds, squirming to get your wrists free. To run those pretty little fingers over your oozing pussy, wanting my touch, hungering for it; wanting the warmth of my pounding cock within you. Shrieking to be fucked, your loins on fire: a fire so deep it feels as if you are being consumed from within by desire.
Bound hand and nubile foot, you edge your hips over to me...
raise pleading eyes to my shadowed ones...
and in a bell-clear voice, plead for me to bury myself to the hilt within you.
"I knew you could do it," I say.
"Good girl."
(Comments welcome, as ever.)
Peace,
H
me: I'll see you at 11:30.
her: I will... consider it.
me: You'll be here, slave. Or you'll suffer my wrath: Tied up, tickled with my collection of feathers crafted especially for your ceaseless torment.
Until the itch slowly creeps upon you...
Until you want so desperately to come that you're wriggling in your bonds, squirming to get your wrists free. To run those pretty little fingers over your oozing pussy, wanting my touch, hungering for it; wanting the warmth of my pounding cock within you. Shrieking to be fucked, your loins on fire: a fire so deep it feels as if you are being consumed from within by desire.
Bound hand and nubile foot, you edge your hips over to me...
raise pleading eyes to my shadowed ones...
and in a bell-clear voice, plead for me to bury myself to the hilt within you.
"I knew you could do it," I say.
"Good girl."
(Comments welcome, as ever.)
Peace,
H