submissivedreamer:

I guess I wrote this some time back. Found it in my email. Enjoy, all!

I blink as my eyes adjust to the light. As I stretch, I turn to you. You are still asleep, with a soft smile playing upon your lips. I glance down and see a bulge in your boxers, then smile, knowing you are dreaming of me.

I press a fleeting kiss to your lips, then move down to your cock. I release it from its confinement and flick my tongue along the tip. I know you are awake now, and although I cannot see a flaw in your impeccable facade, I know that you are battling the urge to thrust your cock into my mouth.

I oblige to your unspoken request, taking it into my mouth. I begin bouncing up and down, taking more of it into my mouth with each bounce. Eventually, it is all in. Coughing and gagging, I press a kiss to your stomach with your entire cock inside of me.

You let out a groan and thrust your cock into my mouth, and I open wide, accepting the morning gift you rewarded my body with. You caress my hair and say, “Good Girl. I hope you slept well, My Pet, because this weekend shall be taxing for you.”

I let out an eager squeal and move up your lips, happily kissing you. You knead my ass while we kiss, interrupting with firm slaps that make me yelp against your lips.

You guide me to my hands and knees, slipping a collar around my neck, and attaching a leash to it. You then firmly slap my ass before tugging my leash and leading me out of our room.

You take us to the kitchen and tie my leash to a chair as you cook. I watch you, greedily taking in the sights of your body as you make scrambled eggs and toast for us.

When finished, you place it into two plates for us. I notice that for mine, you’ve cut the toast into bite sized pieces, and look at you curiously. You place me in my chair, then tie my elbows and wrists behind my back. You look at my, now pushed out, breasts for a minute and squeeze them both, then return to your seat and begin eating.

I lower my lips to the plate and begin eating, and you smile at me lovingly, whispering, “Good Pet.”

When you’ve finished eating, I’ve barely made a dent in mine. So you take each piece in your fingers and begin feeding me. I lick and suck your fingers clean after each bite, enjoying being fed.

After breakfast, we return to our room. You lay me upon the bed and blindfold me, heightening the rest of my senses. You slip a ring gag into my mouth, wanting to still hear my moans while keeping my mouth available, but not wanting to hear my requests today.

My wrists are tied off to the bedposts. My legs are bent, with my ankles tied to my thighs. My knees are then tied to the bed posts, as well, spreading my legs and lifting my ass, giving you access to everything.

You lay over me, giving my lips a soft, fleeting kiss, before licking a trail down to each nipple. You kiss, bite, lick, and suck on each one, rolling the other between your fingers as you do, making them nice and hard. My moans are heard incoherently through my gag. Without breaking your hold on my nipples, you reach to our side table and grab three clothespins. Immediately, both of my nipples are clamped, and I buck and writhe, moaning from the pain.

You then ask me to stick my tongue out, and I oblige. The final clothespin goes upon my tongue. I moan, and feel drool trickling down from my mouth. You smile, knowing my breasts will soon be coated.

You then reach down, caressing my wet pussy and firm, spankable ass. Then, suddenly, you slap my pussy, right over my clit, very hard. I scream and my body jumps towards you, everything clenching. Your slaps begin to rain down upon me: my ass and pussy being your willing victims.

I moan and quiver over the bed, enjoying the sweet sting of each slap. You continue my spanking, unwilling to stop until my ass and pussy glow red.

Finally, my exquisite torture ends. You smile, lightly caressing the redness, telling me, “Good Girl, you endured that so well.” I moan, aching from your fingers, and my empty pussy aching far more.

You reach to the side table and take something. Immediately, I feel a cold ice cube being skated over my heated skin. You chuckle softly, “Pet, your skin is so warm right now, the ice cube is melting rapidly.” I moan in response, the cool water both soothing and numbing the area.

You go through a few more ice cubes upon my ass and pussy, and I begin to moan in pain from my freezing skin. You tell me, “Ready to take this one step further, Pet?” And I moan, bucking my hips.

I hear a match striking, and immediately begin moving my hope up and down, moaning loudly. As I feel the candle wax hit my frozen skin, I groan loudly. More and more drops fall upon my skin and I whimper. When a drop falls upon my exposed clit, I screech. You reach up to caress my breast, whispering, “Shhh, my beloved. Endure, endure.”

A few more drops fall upon me, and I moan, shaking very much. You reach up to caress me, and with that, bury your cock inside my pussy. As you begin pounding into me, you release my tongue from its clothespin, and undo my gag. I weakly whimper, “Thank you, Sir.”

I bring my hips up to meet yours each time you pound into me. Harder and harder still, as my moans fill the room. Soon, I begin to beg, “Please, please Sir, let me…”

You pound into me for a few more moments, then say, “Cum now, my Pet.” And while you say that, you yank the clothespins off my nipples, sending pain searing through them.

I scream from the pleasure and pain, and cum begins to gush out of me. I whimper and tremble in your arms, and you continue pounding…

With a loud moan, your cum pours inside my pussy, as your thrusts slow down inside of me. Slowly, you pull out of me. You bring your dripping cock up to my lips, and I know what to do.

I bathe your cock with my tongue, cleaning it all off. I then softly suck on it, feeling it hardening again in my mouth.

You pull away from my mouth, then lay on your stomach and look at my pussy. Your tongue flattens against it, licking up my slit. You caress my sensitive clit with your tongue for a while, until I am quaking in your arms once more, begging to cum. You pull back and roughly slap my pussy, saying, “No.”

I moan in frustration, and you silence me by shoving your cock in my mouth. You tell me, “You have three minutes to make me cum, or you’re in trouble.”

I begin sucking with all of my might, bobbing my head up and down. My tongue swirls around it as I take it deeper and deeper into my mouth, sucking so very hard.

After a few minutes of sucking, you cum into my mouth, groaning. You allow me to swallow it all, before you pull out. I eagerly ask you, “Sir, did I make the time?”

You chuckle and respond with, “Four minutes and thirty-seven seconds, Love.”

I bite my lip as you reach up and take away my blindfold. You tell me, “I want to see the craze in your eyes.” My eyes widen as I take in this piece of information.

You slowly move back down to my pussy, shoving your tongue in, licking me out. You alternate between licking inside of me and sucking on my clit, until I am quivering once more.

You pull away then, and shove a vibrator inside me. You tell me, “No cumming. Not until I say.” And my hips buck in frustration.

You gather the juices from my leaking pussy, soaking your fingers. Slowly you begin easing a finger inside my ass. You ease it in and out, and I moan. You begin easing in a second finger, and I cry out.

You turn the vibrator up one level and continue easing in two fingers. When they finally go in easily, you begin moving them back and forth. I begin moaning, pleading to be allowed to cum, unable to handle the sensations.

You shake your head, continuing to slowly fuck my ass. Finally, you rip the vibrator out of me, your hands pulling away, too, and sink your cock into me. You tell me to cum, and I scream, erupting all over your cock.

You continue to pound me, over and over, with a seemingly endless amount of stamina. You rip another two orgasms out of my body, before finally, you groan, cumming inside of me, pulling one more orgasm out of my quivering body.

And with that, you pull out of me. Grabbing a towel, you clean us both off, before releasing my ropes. I moan in pain, and you gently massage my wrists, knees, ankles…

You then scoop my quivering body up into your arms and carry me into the bathroom. You run a warm bubble bath and lay us both in it. I close my eyes, relaxing against your chest, as you whisper sweet nothings into my ear.

You gently clean off each part of my body, and your own, before you lift us out. You wrap yourself in a towel, then slowly pat me dry with another and wrap me up. You finish drying yourself, then lift me up and carry me to our bed.

You lift a glass of water to my lips, then, when you’re sure I’m satisfied, slide into bed next to me, pulling me onto your chest.

You whisper in my ear, “My Love, My Treasure, My Gem… I’m so proud of you. You were wonderful today. I love you, so much. Rest now, my angel.”

The last thing you hear me whisper is, “I love you, Sir…” before I succumb to sleep. And in my sleep, I stay very close to you, a smile never leaving my lips.