BDSFemme

You’re feeling a little extra slutty today. I can tell by the way your hands have been roaming my body all morning, begging me to wake up fully. Although I move to accommodate your touch, its obvious that you want more. 

Your lips start at the nape of my neck while your hands pull my hips in close to you. I can hear your breathing become more deliberate. I can feel your fingers curling around my sides. 

Honestly, baby, I just want to sleep.

I turn my head to look at you and the sun is shining in your hair and illuminating your golden eyes. Your lips take their chance and gently part mine. Your tongue is soft, but clearly has alternative motives. You’re not looking for soft, wet sex this morning. I can tell by the way you bite down on my lower lip. I can tell by the way your arch your back each time my hand drifts down your back. 

I grab a good chunk of your ass. My nails dig into your skin. You inhale sharply and you needn’t say a word. I fully understand.

In a second I’m on top of you. The covers are sliding off my shoulders as my hands work their way through your hair. Your perfectly placed and intentional kisses have become sloppy, wet, anxious. I slide my tongue into your mouth, gently flicking your lips in the process. Holding your chin I lick slowly around the corners of your mouth, dipping inside to caress your tongue. You start to pant. I know how much you love my tongue in your mouth. It never fails to turn you out. 

I pull back sharply on your head. Your neck extends effortlessly. It’s cute how you act like I need to pull your hair in order to get to your neck. My tongue starts behind your ear. I lick my way down to your collar bone where I bite down, hard. You try to buck me off but I’ve got you pinned underneath me, and my hand secures your head. You’re completely vulnerable to my touch and I want to keep you that way. 

Little moans escape your beautiful pout. I push my self up and our faces are nearly touching. My hair falls forward and almost brushes your nose. The sun is bringing out the gold in my hair and the rose in your skin. I’m fairly confident that we are gorgeous together.

I kiss you again. Softly. I slide my body off of you and drape myself over your left side. It doesn’t take long for my kisses to find their way to your nipples. Your sweet tits basically beg for my mouth. Your head rolls back and you groan. I smile at your pleasure. I can feel you watching me work my tongue on your nipples. With my teeth securely placed my hand drifts its way down between your legs. You’re radiating heat.

I draw my finger up the crease of your inner thigh and you begin to move your hips. I rub between the folds and watch your body move around my hand. 

Enough.

My teeth are locked on your inner thigh. The smell of you is intoxicating and I could stay between your legs forever. My tongue finds its way to your ass and licks to the tip of your clit. It is hot and wet and I want it all. Hungrily I lick and bite and suck, covering my face with you. I inhale and could pass out, right there on the spot. God baby, you smell so fucking good. 

All I can think about is being inside of you. 

Your knees are resting on my shoulders and its clear your thinking the same thing. My finger slides in slowly and your moans increase with every inch. Gently I start to fuck you and your hips are matching my movements. 

“Baby, baby, baby. Please. Oh, oh…ohhhh.”

I slide another finger inside of you and your hips jump. Pumping in and out I realize how much I love fucking you. Your body begs me for more. 

“Fill me up baby, please! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me baby please, fuck me! Fuck your little slut baby. Oh god fuck…”

I knew you were feeling a little extra slutty today. 

“Get on your hands and knees and I’ll fuck you like my little slut.”

You don’t need to be told twice. Your ass is raised up in the air and your face is buried in a pillow. I continue to finger your sweet wet hot hole while I put a condom on. You can feel the head of my cock pushing into you. You thrust your hips back trying to put me inside. I pull back each time and your moans get louder and more whiney. 

Finally, on your last attempt to fuck my cock I don’t pull away. Your surprise is obvious as your whole back shivers and you yell out. My hands on your hips guide your sweet body onto me. I let you set the pace. Slow long strokes this morning, each movement sends you into a fit of pleasure. We get into a groove and I’m ready to take back some control. I lay a firm hand on your ass and relish in the decisive smack. The slap makes you jump and I push into you quickly. Pulling out I let the tip of my cock stay inside of you. I tilt my hips upward and push your shoulders down. I enter you fully again, the fronts of my thighs are sweaty against the back of yours. I curve my body around your ass as we move together. 

My hand finds it way to your clit and as soon as I touch it I feel you start to come. You start to buck against my cock and my hand never leaves your clit. Your moans get louder and your body gets more determined. You’re shaking all over and I hold you close to me while your body convulses. One last time you throw your hips into my cock and my hand slaps your ass at the same moment. 

I slide out of you, slowly, savoring every moment, and every inch of me being engulfed by you. You roll onto your back and I lay my head on your chest. My fingers start to play with your hair and I look up to kiss you.

“No way, baby.” You say. And in that moment you’ve flipped me on my back, started biting my neck, and grinding into my crotch. “You’re mine now.”

I’m having visions, baby.

I’m having visions of you in sky high heels. Your calves arch perfectly, elongating and accentuating your gorgeous frame.  Perfect red toenails peeking out through silken black leather. The strap hugs the balls of your feet, supporting and never straining. 

Silk stockings climb up your legs. Your thighs look perfect clad in nothing but sheer black.

The curve of your ass is barely masked by the hem of your dress. You sigh and shift your weight, I watch your body move and mold. 

Your hips steal the show. You think they’re too small to take the prize, but I know differently. The dress was made to cling to them. My hands were meant to grab them. 

The small of your back arches in bring me to your shoulders. The backless dress shows off the exquisite definition of your back. I want my nails in it. 

Hair tossled, makeup smeared, pouting, begging. 

I’m having visions, baby.

I want her hands on my hips, moving, roving, searching. I want to feel her grab at me, pull me in, keep me close. I want feel her lips on my shoulders, her teeth on my neck, her tongue on my jaw. I want to feel the intensity of her breath. I want to feel how much she wants me.

I want her to throw me down, watch me bounce on the bed. I want her to place the flat of her hand on the center of my chest, hold me down, pin me where she wants me. I want to resist, I want to struggle, I want to pretend I don’t want her to devour me.

I do. 

I want her hands around my neck. I want her words at my ear,

“Stay still. Be good. Show me how bad you want it.”

I want to move my body with hers, just like she wants. I want to turn her on. I want to make her smile that cocky little smile she does. I want to make her want me. I want to make her fuck me. 

I want her fingers in my cunt. I want to buck against her hand. I want to scream, I want to beg, I want to curse. I want to come, I want to drip, I want to loose control.

I want to be satiated beyond my own capacity. 

I want her to take me higher. I want her to push me over. I want her to break boundaries, crumble walls, transcend planes. I want her to take me with her, take me for her, take me, take me, take me.

His teeth sink deep into my neck. My head rolls back and it takes one more bite to put my hips in motion. His hands pull my ass in close and I grind into him, hard, determined, rhythmic. It doesn’t take long to get him groaning. Undulating my body against him, I know just how to move to make him loose it. Tonight I want something different. Tonight I want to make him cry out. I want to make him cross the line we teeter on daily. I want to make him mine. 

I flip him over. Straddling his  hips I look deep into his eyes and begin to formulate my plan of action. I’m going to bind him down, that I know for sure. But then what? Whatever it is, its going to be slow, drawn out, and painful. 

A smirk crosses my face and his lips begin to pout. He has a horrible habit of becoming truly irresistible at the precise moment I decide to torture him. He wiggles slightly underneath me and begins to pant. He wants it. Bad.

I bind him face down. Arms above his head, legs closed. His insufferable ass begins to shake. He is anticipating a beating. I won’t start there, its too obvious. Tonight I want surprise on my side. 

I take my time in running my hands over every part of his body. Up his legs from his toes, idling at the subtle curve of his hip. Dipping a finger underneath him to gently caress his nipple. He lets out a deep breath when I touch him there. He is incredibly sensitive and it is one of his sexiest qualities. 

“Touch me there, again.” He says.

“Excuse me?”

“Please, baby, touch me there again.”

“Baby?”

“Oh god, mistress, please. Baby, mistress, please!”

All I can do is laugh at his pathetic attempt to direct the situation. I know full well that he would like me to touch his nipples more. There is a reason I’ve only barely brushed one of them, after all. 

“You, my sweet slutty little girl, will not be making requests. Do you understand, love?”

He nods in agreement. 

I run the pads of my fingers along the outsides of his arms, moving towards his neck. As I reach the curve of his throat I squeeze slightly and watch his lips part and and a gasp release. My right hand continues on and grabs a chunk of his hair. I push his head down into the pillow while my left hand pulses on his neck. I bring my mouth down to his trapped and exposed ear. My teeth graze the surface while my tongue explores the terrain. 

Huskily, I say, “My gorgeous girl, how pretty you look all tied up. Your wrists were made to be bound. Do you know that, love? Of course you do. You know what a delicious little slut you are. Tell me, baby. Tell me what you’ll do for me. Tell me that you’re mine. Tell me that you’ve given yourself to me and my desire. Tell me, baby.” With the final “baby,” I yank upwards at his hair, pulling his mouth from the pillow. 

Gasping and shaking he says, “Yes, yes, I am yours. I am all yours. I will do whatever you want me to do. Please, please, please take me. Please take me and treat me like the dirty little slut girl that I am.”

I can’t help but grin. 

I start gently on his ass. I rub softly and give it light taps with the palm of my hand. A faint pinkness starts to spread across the cheeks and I know its time to begin. I start with some firm whacks on the fleshy side of his ass, near his legs. His skin begs for my hands as it reddens and begins to swell. He starts to arch his ass up towards me. Rather, he tries to arch it up towards me. I tighten his bindings and he is pushed flat against the bed. My hands continue to slap his ass until his moans become gutteral and prolonged. The sounds he makes let me know that he’s ready for more. 

With his ass bright red and swelling, I take to his back. I scratch my nails from the tips of his shoulders down to his newly sensitive backside. His body convulses in shivers. I can’t help myself. I sink my teeth deep down into his side. He shakes and cries out, trying his hardest to buck me off. I won’t budge though. I like to leave marks, and this one will remind me of this night for days to come. 

He is a beautiful sight. Red streaks coloring his skin, pink finger marks decorating his ass. He is gorgeous this way. Truly, he is my work of art. 

A few more slaps on the ass, I think. I hit him hard, very hard, on the top of his butt towards his hips. I can see his body shudder. I know he isn’t shuddering because the pain is so great. I know that with a few more slaps I’ll make him come. 

I aim for the same spot. Landing nearly harder this time sends his body into a rocketing of quivers. His hips are starting to undulate and I know that means he’s close. 

Three more times, all along his lower back, each time harder than the one before. The last slap lands and he is yelling, “Baby! Baby! Yes!”

I roll on top of him and grind my crotch into his newly sensitized ass. He snarls into the pillow and exhales deeply. I tell him, “You’re so good baby girl. You know that? You’re so good, and so gorgeous.” He rolls his head up to nestle in my neck. I kiss his eyelids as I undo the bindings. 

He looks at me with those stunning brown eyes and says “Oh baby, that is just what I needed.”

I know love, I know.