at your service

Master sends me to the closet. I am naked wearing only my leather collar locked into place. The big dog bed inside the walk in closet makes sitting in the darkness a bit more comfortable. All I can do is quietly wait and attempt to make myself comfortable.

I have no concept of time as I hear a faint thud thud, the dog barking in the distance and the deep voice of my Master. His voice is easily matched by his visitor’s. There are two men in my home now. I hear Master’s steps in the kitchen briefly, before hearing the faint, masculine voices conversing in the living room. It’s to difficult hearing them behind my closed door in the farthest corner of the house. Occasionally their laughter penetrates the darkness.

I must have dozed off, because I startle when Master opens the door to the closet. My eyes blink painfully as they adjust to the light streaming inside my dark sanctuary. “Come with me, pet,” Master orders. “Not a word pet. You may not speak a word to our guest. Moans are acceptable.”

I follow him shyly, my hands clasped together in front of my body. We emerge in the living room and I see our guest sitting on the couch. The coffee table has been moved aside, allowing plenty of space. The man is a nice looking man, roughly around the same age as Master. His serious face hides the grin he will not express.

“Come to me and stand in front of me,” his voice is lovely.

I approach him gently, standing in front as he spreads his knees apart, allowing me to stand even closer. Sir, as I shall mentally refer to him, raises his hands and begins inspecting me. I feel his hands run up and down my body. My nipples become immediately erect. He runs his hands up to my face instructing me to open my mouth. My jaw falls open and his fingers begin inspecting my mouth. “Suck,” he orders and I close my lips around his fingers and suck him deeply. His fingers slide out of my mouth and trace down to my breasts. He squeezes and lifts them in his hands. His fingertips pinch my nipples hard and all I can do is gasp and moan.

Farther down his hands move to my pelvis. One hand taps my thigh and I immediately spread my legs. His finger runs along the slit of my cunt and I get instantly wet. His hand pushes on my thigh and I turn away from him, allowing him to inspect my ass. His hands spread my ass cheeks and again I flood with wetness. “Bend over,” he instructs. I lean forward, grabbing onto my ankles. His hands run along my backside. He dips his finger into my wet cunt and I moan loudly. “Such a slut,” he announces. My eyes look for Master and he is sitting not far away, watching and observing. Sir’s finger slides out of my cunt and I hear him suck on it. “Mmm, you taste delicious. Stand up and turn to face me girl.”

I look at him now, awaiting his next command. I watch as his hands move to the crotch of his pants. I can clearly see his erection through the fabric. I repress a smile as my cunt tingles from seeing his arousal. He unbuckles his belt, unbuttons his pants and the zipper is loud as it slides down. He moves his pants, making himself comfortable and his hand pulls out his throbbing erection. I watch him stroke his cock and I feel my cunt ache.

He motions me closer and as I bend forward, his free hand grabs the back of my head as his other hand forces his cock into my mouth. He pumps me up and down on his cock, making my saliva coat him. He releases his grip on his cock and brings both hands to either side of my head. He thrusts deep into my mouth as his hands plunge my head up and down. I gag with each thrust, causing more saliva to wet his cock.

He sighs deeply before sitting back and releasing my head. I make myself more comfortable knowing I am to complete the task at hand. My hand move to his cock and I grip it tightly. I stroke it gently at first, letting my saliva coat my fingers. As things become slick and wet, I work my oral skills faster. My lips move far down his shaft. lead by my hand. The same hand follows my lips back up and my tongue swirls his cock’s head. My lips leave his cock briefly as my hand closes on the head before opening and stroking downward again, followed by my mouth. Over and over I pump his cock and stroke him hungrily.

I hear Sir’s breathing increase and he moans his approval. I moan in response, vibrating his cock. He begins verbally expressing his pleasure. “Yes, that’s it girl. You know how to suck cock.” I hungrily suck his cock, wanting so badly to make him cum. His breathing becomes more rapid as he pushes his breath through gritted teeth. I can feel his muscles harden.

His body erupts in quick movement as he stands, pushing me back and away from him. I lean back, my hands supporting me and open my mouth. He strokes his cock once, twice, three times and he groans loudly as I watch the first twitch of his cock. A stream of white cum shoots out and lands on my face and mouth. His hot seed continues to spurt and it lands on my breasts. Each pulse of semen lands in a different location on my body. I moan in arousal and my hips rock. I fucking love having cum all over my breasts.

“Clean me,” he orders through his panting.

I scramble to my knees and take his cock into my mouth. I suck and lick his member as I feel it slowly soften. Satisfied, he nudges me away with his knee and pulls his pants back up. After a few arrangements of his clothes, he walks over to Master, shakes his hand and thanks him for a very enjoyable time. “You have a most wonderful slut. She has served me well,” he smiles. “I would like to use her again sometime and use more of her.”

“I think that can be arranged,” Master smiles back.

I watch Sir leave the house, never once looking at me as the door closes behind him. I feel the cum on my breasts begin to dry and I can taste him in my mouth. I crawl over to Master and sit at his feet. His hand strokes my hair gently and he whispers, “You are a very good girl.”

2 men

Last night, I had a very hard time falling asleep. My mind kept bouncing around so many naughty thoughts. They all centered around one thing though, 2 men and me. *smiles* I’m going to let my mind (and fingers) wander and take you with me in my mind’s journey….

~

I’m a whore, yes I am. I can feel the heat between my thighs. I can feel the hunger in my mouth. You both tell me how much you are going to use me. How much you are going to satisfy your needs. I can only moan in pleasure. The ability of human speech has left me.

“Lay on the bed and hang your head off the edge.” one of you commands.

I eagerly lie down, positioning myself so my head hangs off the bed and my hair cascades towards the floor. One of you stands by my head. I can see your muscular thighs briefly, before your balls obstruct my view. My tongue lashes out and licks you, sucking one ball into my mouth. You groan in satisfaction and I feel the bed move at my feet.

The other one of you, spreads my thighs as he moves into place. I can hear the wetness between my legs and I purr, vibrating against your balls. You remove your balls from my mouth and place your cock against my lips, I eagerly lick it. I swirl my tongue around the head and run my tongue along it’s shaft. I feel him pushing and pressing and rubbing his own cock against my wet aching slit.

You slide your cock deep into my mouth, pushing yourself to the limits, making me gag. He pushes his erection into me, thrusting deep within my cunt and I moan deeply against you. You both groan in satisfaction and you begin the dance of fucking me. There’s a balance between one thrust and the next. I can’t believe how stuffed I feel. One cock at each end. All I can do is moan, muffled against your cock.

At times the pace is changed and you both thrust into me at the same time. My body feels pushed to the limits as I feel both ends being stuffed and pushed into each other.

Yes, yes I want more. Use me. Use all of me for your pleasures. I want you both to fill my mouth and cunt with your cum. I am a whore.

~

I’m on all fours, you are fucking me from behind. It’s an animalistic fuck. Your hand slaps my ass over and over. Your mouth tells me how much you are using me for your pleasure. My cunt is tight against your hard cock ramming into me continually. There is a pleasurable pain with each thrust. I pant with desire. My cunt aches even though it is being fucked.

I hear you scream your orgasm. I feel your cock pulse within me and I moan in delight as I know you are filling me up with your cum. You withdraw harshly and I feel your sex spilling out from my freshly fucked cunt. You step away and off the bed and I feel someone take your place.

He moves behind me, his hands gripping and spreading my ass. His cock plunges deep into the gaping hole you just vacated. His thrusts are just as brutal as your own. His cock just as thick. He pounds into me and all I can do is moan in pleasure. My breath escapes my body with each thrust. I see you watching, stroking your cock.

I feel his fingers dig into my flesh as he grits his teeth and howls. His cock pulses and he fills my cunt full with his seed. Panting he moves away and I his cum spills out of my cunt.

You move back into place behind me and thrust your renewed erection into my cunt. I yelp as the soreness begins to set in, but I want more, I want so much more. I watch him as he begins to slowly stroke his cock as he watches you take me once more. Having had your first orgasm, you will last longer this time and now I see the game that has started. I see the friendly competition of who will last longer while using me. You thrust hard and deep and I smile as I see his erection growing hard within his hand. I’m not sure who will last the longest tonight.

~

I’m lying on my back. My moans escaping my lips as I have two lips, each on one of my nipples, hungrily licking and sucking them. My hands on each of your heads, encouraging the two of you. My back arches and I push myself into you both. I feel two separate hands glide down my side and over my thighs.

One hand begins circling my clit with it’s finger, while the other plays with my cunt lips. With your mouths still on my breasts, one of you dips your finger inside me and I groan.

You move up and kiss my lips, while he moves down and kisses my cunt. I spread wide as his face moves between my thighs. His tongue is hot and hard. His fingers plunging in and out of my cunt are begging me to cum.

Your mouth leaves my own and you assault my neck, breasts and nipples. Your fingers join in the fun and pinch and pull at them.

I lose myself in the sensation of one mouth on my cunt and another on my breasts. Tonight, I am a lucky girl.

the new boy 5

Finally getting back to my new boy series. Tex has been very patient with me as I have been dealing with my RL. I am ready to indulge in my fantasy once more. Read Pt 4 and the rest.  As before, Tex’s part is in italics, followed by my own part.

The desperation is overtaking me.  I have a feverish need for you.  My right hand releases yours and finds the small of your back, pressing you hard against me.  My left hand releases your other hand and falls quickly to your hip where it grasps the waistband of your panties and pulls outward with a violent force.  You feel a moment of brief pain as the waistband digs into your skin before snapping.

In a similar move my left hand desperately pulls my boxer briefs down, my cock snapping out of its confines.  I can only manage to get the briefs down a few inches before the obsession overtakes me.

I need you so bad.

You sigh as you feel me lift you up slightly before lowering you down on my cock.  In one fluid movement, my throbbing cock is swallowed by your cunt.  I feel a moist, hot sensation as my cock disappears deep into you.  We both shudder and groan.  You look upward, your eyes closed and your red lips parting with a deep sigh that becomes a grunt as I bury my cock as far as it will go – to the hilt.

I can feel the squeezing of your cunt as you try to pull me in even further.

I kiss your collarbone, shoulder and neck as my hands grab your hips.  We’re both desperate for movement now and with a firm grip on you I raise you up.  Your cunt glides effortlessly upwards before stopping…my swelled cock head at the entrance of your wet lips.

Then once again it engulfs me fully as I pull your hips down.  After three long strokes, my balls are glistening from your cunt’s wet embrace and my own precum.  I feel a single drip of our mixed juices drop to the floor from my balls.

With each rise and fall of your body, our moans become more feverish.  My lips swirl around your erect nipple before sucking and pulling at it.

I’m getting close already.  I’ve been on the edge of losing control now for what seems like an hour…even before claiming the warm confines of your cunt.  But I realize this is not what I want.  Not yet.

I fight for control and with an abrupt movement I drop you onto your nearby bed and pull myself from you with a deep sigh.  I turn you onto your stomach and pull your hips up.  You stable yourself by rising up on your elbows as your ass points up at me, your cunt glistening from our feverish union.

My hands brush lightly down from your shoulders to the small of your back…before cupping each side of your hips.  Just as you expect to be filled once more with my burning cock, you feel my hands push gently on your inner thighs – widening your stance.  You then feel something different – my hot breath.  I’ve kneeled at the end of the bed and my lips and tongue are just inches away from your burning cunt.

I want to taste you…for my lips to touch yours…for my tongue to part your glistening folds.  I want to make you cum so badly…

The ease of how you sunk into me as I was pressed against the wall surprised me. I felt my cunt expand as your hardness pressed into me, invading my wetness. I gripped you tightly as you thrust yourself in and out. I lost myself in the feel of you, so much that when you pulled out, I felt a loss. I felt the wetness drip from me. My cunt pulsed deeply as I wished to have you back inside me.

Here I am, just moments after you have thrown me onto the bed. The feel of your hands running along my back and down to my hips makes my heart skip a beat. My cunt throbs. I whimper and whine aching to feel you inside me. My hips rock as I search for your erection. I am a bitch in heat. The emptiness of my hole aching to be filled once more.

I grunt loudly as I feel you behind me, only it’s not the heat from your erection, but the heat of your breath. Your hands grip my ass cheeks and spread me wide. My folds are exposed and vulnerable to you. I relax into the feel of my submission. I hear you take in a deep breath and exhale softly. Your breath tingles my folds and I shudder.

I feel your tongue as it laps at my cunt. You take long slow strokes from my clit to my ass. The tip of your tongue curls slightly to cradle my clit before it continues it’s path down my slit. I feel your tongue harden with each passing. Your tongue changes it’s method and begins cradling into my slit. I feel it’s hard point press into my cunt. The feel of your tongue pushing in and out of my slit leaves me aching for so much more. I raise my hips and push into you, exposing my clit.

Your fingers dig into me as the spread me wider. Your tongue dives for my clit. You move in tight circles with your hardened tongue. When it gets to be too much, you soften your tongue and move in gentle laps. I groan and moan as you play me, your little instrument of pleasure.

My hips rock into you, grinding you, fucking your face. Your tongue continues it ministrations and I feel that familiar throb welling from within me. I rock harder into you, willing you to continue. The pleasure begins to boil, raising itself to the limit, until finally it needs to cascade. My cries announce the arrival of my orgasm, followed shortly by a sudden rush of warmth and wetness. Your nose instantly inhales the smell of my arousal. My body shudders against you. My cunt pulsates continually as my screams turn into moans and turn into giggling pants.  Your tongue stops it’s assault on my now sensitive clit. I feel your tongue lap my arousal hungrily, dipping within me, and extracting the remnants of my orgasm.

Your hands release their tight hold and slowly my hips slide to the bed, easing the tightness between my thighs. I sigh at the pleasure of the, what I know will be, temporary rest of my muscles. You move beside me, cradling my face. I can smell me on you. You kiss me deeply and I taste my own sex.

“You taste exquisite,” you purr.

“I hear I feel exquisite as well. Especially right after an orgasm,” I grin seductively as I pull you in for another kiss.

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the new boy 4

You can read Pt1 Pt2 and Pt3 if you missed it. As before, Tex starts things off in italics, followed by my part.

As you disappear down the hallway, I slowly rise to my feet, rubbing my sore wrists.  I feel a drip of spit run down my chin and rush to wipe it away.  It is a stinging reminder of the height of your dominance, the moment of my break down…swallowing again and again the plastic cock you wielded with such aggression.  I turn to grab my underwear.  As I pull the navy blue boxer briefs up, the spandex material strains to cover my blood engorged cock.

“What the…”

I was still wildly aroused.  Rock hard.  A small dark spot appearing as the precum on my cock head soaks into the thin underwear pulled tight over it.

I feel violated, angry and…fuck.  Turned on.  Still.

As I reach to grab the rest of my clothes to get dressed and follow your last command to leave, I loosen my grip.  No.  I’m not leaving.  Not yet.

Once again my pulse begins to race at an intensity that frankly concerns me.  I’m walking down the hall now.  My senses heightened.  I’m listening intently to track you down.  Where is that bitch…

I hear a drawer shut and see a faint light coming from a room ahead and to the left.  Rather than bust the door open, I silently peer inside through a crack in the nearly shut door.  It’s plenty of room for me to take in the scene.

You have your back turned to me as you look in a large mirror to comb your hair.  My gaze drops lower.  To the purple clasp of your bra that seems to strain with the burden of containing your full breasts.  Down lower to the purple thong that invites me to appreciate the rise and fall of your ass cheeks.

You are truly a beautiful sight.  How ironic, given that moments before you were impaling me with your strap on cock, dressed like a merciless task master.

The anger I was feeling towards you starts to subside but it is replaced by an even stronger feeling.  Lust.  After all that you’ve put me through, I find that I have an overwhelming desire to please you.  To hear your urgent moans as I make you cum again and again.  To take my own release only after you have begged me to stop your rapture…

You reach to put the comb down and look back up.  Your eyes open wide as you see my reflection in the mirror immediately behind you.  I grab your arm and turn you around in one fluid movement.  I notice your breasts jiggle within the confines of the lacey purple bra.  Before you can open your mouth to speak, I slap you.

“No, NOW we’re even…” I mutter…but mutter is exactly it.  The smell of you…your perfume…your arousal…is intoxicating me.  Quickly.  Your head turns back towards me, your cheek red from my hand.  In another fluid movement, I pull you forward against me.  Your breasts squeezed tightly against my sweaty chest.

My left hand is behind your head as I pull you forward and devour your mouth with my own.  You feel my tongue part your lips as my other hand feverishly cups your right ass cheek.

You can feel my heart racing as your soft body molds around my hard one.  My hard cock is planted firmly across your mid section, the head slightly exposed as the intensity of the impact of our bodies has served to pull down my underwear some.

When you pull away from my kiss, I see that surprise and fear has already been replaced by a lusty smile.

It’s impossible to be angry with you. I want to fight back. I want to pound my fists onto your chest and make you back off. I want to look at you, as a Mistress would, and command you “to back the fuck off”, but I can’t. I have spent more than an hour watching you, playing with you and it has made me lust. As a Mistress, I knew it was wrong to take you there. I resisted as much as I could. But here and now, in this room, I have shed my dominant costume and stand here vulnerable.

I feel your body pressed against mine. Your cock is erect and hot. I can feel it’s pulse. Knowing how much you ache makes me even more aroused. Knowing that I did this to you excites me. My hand slips down to your erection, cradling it through your briefs. The head wipes it’s precum on my wrist and I moan.

We kiss once more, passionate as before and your hands slide to the clasp of my bra. I feel the restraint loosen and I break our kiss. Your eyes look at my breasts hungrily as I let the purple cups fall to the floor. My breasts heave with each labored breath. My nipples are hard with arousal. Your hands reach out to grab me. With one hand at the back of my head and the other planted firmly on my breast, you back me up against the wall. I gasp as you float down and take my nipple into your mouth. My hands move to your head, my fingers running through your hair. Hungrily you take one nipple and then the other into your mouth. The sounds of my moans broken only by the sounds of your suckling and groans. Greedily your hands work my breasts. You squeeze them, kneed them and pinch them. Fevered, you push my breasts together so you can take both my nipples into your mouth at once. I feel your tongue on both and it is exquisite.

“Yes,” I breathe.

You move back up my body, grabbing my hands and pinning them against the wall. Your mouth attacks my neck, face and lips. You nip at my ears and rake your teeth over my neck. I feel a flood of wetness between my thighs as I become your lustful prisoner. I gasp and moan with each movement. If I could speak, you’d hear me beg you to take me.

You press your body hard against mine. I can feel your engorged cock against me. Your grip is strong and holds me in place. “Hold me tight, ” I murmur. You begin to question what I mean, but I show you instead. I use you as leverage as I hop off my feet and begin wrapping my legs around you. Holding me by one hand, you quickly aid my quest by cupping my ass and putting me in place.

You push me hard into the wall and we grind into each other. Your hands hold my wrists captive once more. Our kisses are fevered and greedy. The room echos with the sounds of moans and groans. I grind my wet cunt into your cock. A thin layer of fabric separates our sex. I can’t stand it anymore. I need you to take me.

the new boy 3

The new boy series continues…. Read Pt 1 and Pt 2. Once more, Tex’s contribution is in italics followed by my own story…

I am bombarded by so many sensations.  My nipples are red from the dizzying return of blood – the stinging sensation coming in waves.  My mind races with quick thoughts ranging from “What the FUCK have I got myself into?” to “I am so fucking hard right now that I feel like my entire body is going to explode.”  The sight of you stepping into the harness – like so many other feelings I’ve experienced – is a mix of increased arousal and a disturbing recognition of what’s to come.

Arousal because I caught the brief moment when you blushed – when your guard came down after cupping my face in your hands.   The smell of you was intoxicating.  Your arousal was obvious and for that brief second we shared a vision of you riding my cock – your panties torn and pushed to the side and short gasps coming from your red lips as you slammed up and down on me, our hips bathed and glistening with your desire.  Your lips were so close to mine.  I wanted to lean forward and devour them, to plunge my tongue deep into your mouth.  But just as quickly as the shared vision emerged, you pulled away again.

That’s when the disturbing recognition started to form.  As you stepped into the harness, the sight of you was incredible irony.  Your beautiful face framed by straight, brown hair.  Full, red lips parting with a mischievous grin.  Your full breasts, like half moons, trying to explode out of the tight black corset – a thin line of your right nipple starting to show just above black leather’s embrace.  Down further, following the curve of your waistline…to…the strap-on cock.  It juts away from your feminine physique with an air of lawlessness.  I gasp.  I have a dreaded suspicion of your intent as you start to move towards me.

I am now truly scared but also bewildered that the situation has done nothing to abate my feverish erection.  I become desperate to escape.  In the flash of an eye, I lunge forward.  You turn to evade my unexpected move but this only manages to facilitate me pinning you against the wall.  My hard cock pressed firmly against your ass, your right ass cheek exposed as my cock yanked your black pantie upwards as it made contact.  You feel my hot breath on your neck.  Your adrenaline is pumping.  My quick movement caught you off guard.

But I don’t speak.  Not a word comes from my mouth.  Instead, you feel my lips sucking, biting your neck and then up to your ear.  You can feel the fever overtaking me…and starting to overtake you as well….

With my hands still handcuffed behind me, however, you realize that you still have options.  Do you obey what has become a wildfire of passion between your legs or do you attempt to regain control…

I’m taken off guard as your body rushes me. I try to avoid you, but it all happened too fast. While trying to turn away from you, I leave myself vulnerable and you push me face first into the wall. My hands come forward and stop my impact. I gasp and try to think about what just happened. I am frustrated and annoyed with myself, and you. It all begins to fade, though, as your teeth rake across my neck and your cock presses against my ass.

I feel the wetness of precum on my ass as your cock shoves itself into me, lifting my panties upwards, exposing my cheek. I feel the heat of it. The ache begins to gather between my thighs. The feel of your mouth on my neck makes me moan. I struggle within myself. Do I succumb to my passions? Or do I assert myself and why you came to me? I hear you chuckle and my decision is made.

My hand slides behind me as I push off from the wall. It grabs your cock harshly, making you back off of me immediately. I let my nails dig in as I grab you tightly and you hiss.

“Stupid boy,” I hiss. “How dare you even think you can have the upper hand here.”

I see you wince as I do not loosen my grip. I begin pushing down, causing you to get on your knees. I am leaning over you, our faces matched, my expression fierce. I give your cock one last tight squeeze before stepping away.

I look at you, not sure what to do now. I am angered at myself and you. You stay on your knees, your eyes watching me and stay silent. My hand comes down hard as it slaps you across the face. You stumble and gasp. “Now we are even,” I spit. “You didn’t see that one coming, did you?”

You do not answer for fear of another.

“Open your mouth boy and I expect it to be wide enough for my cock.”

You open your mouth and I approach you with the faux cock in my hand. I push it into your mouth and your eyes widen. I can tell you don’t like this. Perhaps you feel degraded? I pump myself in and out of your mouth as you hold it open for me. I don’t feel that this is enough to satisfy my sadistic needs.

“Boy, I need you to suck my cock,” I announce. “I want you to suck my cock like you have had another girl suck on yours.”

You gulp and hesitate. I grab your leash tugging it harshly. I observe the handcuffs digging into your wrists. They will have to come off soon. Your mouth opens slowly and your lips wrap around my cock. Slowly you pump yourself up and down on my cock. I watch you as you use your tongue to make things slicker. This pleases me very much. “You are a good little cock sucker,” I purr. I feel a slight tugging on my harness as you suck on my cock. I am quite content just watching you suck my cock. You really are doing a wonderful job at it.

“Don’t stop sucking,” I command as I reach over you and unlock the cuffs. They fall loudly to the floor and you flinch. Slowly you lower your arms. I see your face wince in pain as the blood and feeling rushes back into your hands and arms. I should be ashamed of myself for leaving them on for so long, but it really is your fault for prolonging things with your silly attacks.

“You may stroke your cock if you like boy, but no cumming.”

I watch your hand move to your cock. The muscles in your arms begin to contract as you slowly stroke yourself. Your mouth stays faithfully on my own cock. What a hungry little cock sucker you are. Look at you. Stroking your cock while you suck mine. I hear your breathing become labored. Such a good boy you are. I think you have exceeded my expectations regardless of your silly attempts. I pull away from you, making you stop sucking my cock.

“Alright boy,” I say. “I think you have had enough for today.” I begin unbuckling my harness and I let it, and the cock, fall to the floor. “I like to think that you have gotten exactly what you wanted out of this experience.” My hand creeps up the length of the leash and to the collar. I hesitate and realize this is not the place. “Come boy, as your last duty, follow me up the stairs and to my home once more.”

You crawl behind me, until we hit the stairs where you stand to follow me up. Back in my living room, you resume your place on your knees. We come to a stop by the mantle. I reach out and grab the tiny key. I approach you nonchalantly, reaching for your collar and unlock you. I sigh as I unbuckle the leather and let it fall away from your neck. I hear you inhale deeply as I place the items on the mantle.

“And with that, you are no longer my possession, ” my voice holds a tint of disappointment. “You may dress now. I think I’ll relieve myself of the confines of my leather.” I turn to head towards the hall, the vision of you on your knees burning fresh in my mind. …

the new boy 2

The inspiring Tex has decided to play along. He so graciously indulged us with another piece to this story. If you missed Part 1, you can read it here. As before, the paragraphs in italics have been written by Tex, then followed by my own continuation of the story. Hope you all enjoy.

I can feel the sweat dripping down my face as I feel your hands explore the welted flesh on my ass.  I am overwhelmed.  I am even genuinely intimidated. I am also, and this is the part that surprised me, incredibly turned on.  When your hands touched my cock I suddenly realized just how fucking hard I was.  When your hands just as quickly left my cock, I nearly went crazy.  At that exact moment I realized just how terribly bad I needed to bury my cock deep inside you…to part your moist and full lips – glowing red from lipstick - or that warm, inviting heat between your legs.

And then it dawned on me.

Somehow, someway, I was going to turn the tables on you when you least expected it.  At the exact moment that I sensed an opportunity, I was going to take it.  And in doing so, take you.  For a brief moment I imagined you on your knees…your hands loosely tied behind your back and my hands feverishly grasping at your hips as I bury my cock in long, deep strokes in your dripping cunt.

Before that vision could continue, however, I felt another sharp strike from behind as you paddled my ass yet again.  Clearly, resting control from you would not be easy…but feeling your full breasts pressed tightly against my chest was just one of the many sensations I knew would make the effort worth it.

I sense that you are lost in your own little world. I greedily reach for my paddle and smack your ass. You grunt in despair. Apparently, you were really enjoying where your mind has gone.

“I’m eventually going to have to untie you,” I announce. You hear me walk into another place of the dungeon. I return shortly. You hear the distinct sound of latex gloves being slapped into place on my hands. “Speak now if you have a latex allergy boy.” You stay silent. “Ah good,” I smile. “I’m going to have a little fun with your ass now.”

I stand behind you. Your ass tenses at the thought of what is to come next. Suddenly you flinch as drops of cold liquid hit your backside. They run a trail down to your asshole, over your scrotum and down to a puddle on the floor. My gloved hand runs along your ass, scooping up the thick liquid. I lather your balls in it, letting my hand slip up your cock briefly so you can feel the lube. Back to your ass, my fingers begin riming your tight hole and I wonder if it is still a virgin.

You moan quietly as my finger traces circles around your hole. I tap it lightly, letting my finger land in the middle of it’s tight pucker. My pinky drifts in place and I push it gently against you. You grunt and I continue to push my way inside you. First my fingertip breaks the barrier of your ass. You inhale sharply, tightening your muscles. “The key boy,” I whisper, “is to let yourself relax.” I feel your body loosen up and push my finger in all the way. You feel that I have pushed my pinky in as far as it will go. Slowly I pump it inside you, never pulling completely out, just a slow back and forth. Soft moans escape your mouth and I grin. I quicken my pace now and begin to slam harder into you. You try to raise your hips to meet my assault. It seems you are enjoying this. “What do you say we try something a bit thicker?” You do not reply, but I know you want it. You are such a slutty boy.

I pull my pinky out and you gasp. I lube up my index finger and push it against your hole. You inhale sharply as I plunge my finger into you. “My fingers are small, compared to what I’d like to fuck you with. One day you will be begging me to fuck your ass with a strap on.” My smile is wicked now as my finger fucks your ass. Your moans grow louder. Back and forth my finger fucks you. Faster and slower, gentler and harder. You are loving every second of it. Your hips try to raise off of the table. You must ache terribly. I see  a few drops on the floor. I am certain it is your precum. My cunt tingles at this display. I get excited while I fuck you with my finger and I have to stop myself. It’s time to move on to something else before I get lost in this.

I move to your feet and untie your ankles. One by one I untie all of your appendages until you are free. “Stand boy,” I instruct. You stand before me and stretch your muscles out. Your cock is erect and commands attention. Fuck it’s beautiful. I grab your leash and tug on your collar. “Squat boy, with your legs spread and hands behind your head.” You move slowly and get down as instructed. You hesitate as you put your hands behind your head. I move behind you and handcuff your wrists.

I stand in front of you, looking at you with admiring eyes. “You really are a beautiful sight.” I let the words escape my mouth before I can keep them in my head. You smile a bit. “Make your cock bob.” You look at me quizzically. “Make your cock bounce up and down. Flex those muscles boy.” You understand and begin flexing your muscles. My eyes go down to your cock. I watch it there, erect, as you make it bounce up and down. Your head glistens with moisture. I subconsciously lick my lips. I watch your balls dangle between your spread legs. They are heavy with your ache. I get lost watching you move. Your thighs begin to shake. Your erection stands tall as you make it bounce up and down. I need to snap out of this.

I swiftly walk over and slap your cock. You wince and nearly fall over. Now that’s much better. I grab a set of clothes pins and approach you. First one and then the other smothers your nipples. I am being generous today. I have taken in a lot of skin to help ease the pain. I stand back. You have stopped bobbing your cock. I look at you and you resume your movements. I nod my approval. You wince at the clothes pins. I grab my crop. “Silly boy, ” I chuckle. “Don’t you know it’s when they come off that it hurts the most?”

I swing hard and quick to your left nipple. The clothes pin bounces and snaps off. You yelp loudly. I smack your cock with the crop and you whimper, falling to your knees. Tsk Tsk. My crop lands hard onto your right nipple. Again the clothes pin snaps off and you yell as the blood rushes back in. My crop lands once more on your cock. You look at me discouraged… perhaps even defeated.

I squat down in front of you, taking your face into my hand. My fingers cupping your jaw as I look fiercely into your eyes. There’s a scent that rises between us. I blush slightly as I realize it is the scent of my arousal. Never mind that. “Open your mouth!” You open your mouth slowly. “Wider boy…. as if you were sucking cock.” And suddenly I have an idea as I look at my strap on hanging on the wall. Your mouth opens wide and I chuckle before spitting into it. You flinch slightly. “Swallow like a good little cock sucker.” Your face cringes as you swallow my spit.

I leave you handcuffed. Your knees burning into the floor. I walk over and grab my strap on. I smile wickedly. “Oh this will be fun.” You hear me say as I begin stepping into the harness……

the new boy

At last, after posting an announcement that I would love it if some of you would like to inspire me, I have received my first inspiration! Meet “Tex”, he was so kind to send me the beginnings of what is promising to be a lovely little tale of seduction. His input is in italics and mine are to follow… I hope you all enjoy. If you do, we will continue the series here, if not, we’ll just continue it in private *wink*

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…”I can’t believe I’m doing this” is a thought that keeps racing through my mind.  As I walk up to the door for the address you gave me, I can feel my heart pounding.  I’m not one to take risks but after meeting you at a friend’s party and the past several days of learning more about you with late night chats and phone calls, your invitation to “take it to the next level” was something I couldn’t resist.

My palms are sweaty as I knock on the door.  I’ve never done something like this.  The door opens and any last thought of fleeing…of “playing it safe”…evaporates as I get my first glimpse of you…

I try to hold back my smile from seeing you at my door. Admittedly I am surprised to see you standing there. Surprised and delighted. I had my suspicions about you at the party. Finding out you had never acted out on your darkest desire made me excited to see how far I could push you. Naturally, I am a submissive, but there was a strong connection to you that made me the dominant one. You just never know how these things go.

I can tell you are nervous. I smile softly to help ease your anxieties and wave you into my home. You grin softly, looking behind your shoulder. “You know you are free to go anytime don’t you?” I remind you. “Even once you cross this threshold, all you have to do is say the word and you are free to go. I do hope however, that you choose to cross the threshold to give me the best that you possibly can.”

You look at me, take a deep breath, and walk into the house. I chuckle, closing the door behind you. “You act as of you are walking towards your death.”

“I’m walking towards my undoing,” you reply.

We both knew that it was a positive response. “Would you like something to drink?”, I ask. You shake your head no. “Are you sure?,” my eyebrow raises. “You may not be able to last until I let you. Or better yet, you may not like the way I will let you.” You nod your head yes.

“Ok then, pet…. undress, right here… completely. I will be back soon. I must dress myself.”

I walk away and hear you hesitate. I hear the sound of a zipper as I enter my bedroom and shut the door.

It seems like I’ve been gone for ages. Naked in my living room, your palms continue to sweat. You look around you. It is like any other normal living room. You wonder if you should have a seat. No probably not. So you stand there, rocking back and forth, not sure what to do with your hands. They quickly cover your limp cock as you hear my door open.

I emerge and the first thing you hear are my heels clicking against the hard wood floor. Once I turn the corner, you see me completely. I am wearing a black,leather, buckled corset with matching panties. To top it all off I am wearing my knee high boots decorated with buckles of their own. In my hand you see I am holding a leather strap.

I look at you with a judgmental gaze. Inside however, my heart skips a beat as I am pleased to see what you look like beneath the clothes. It’s going to be hard to resist temptation and I must be strong. Clearing my throat, I speak, “Come here boy and don’t be shy.” You walk over to me, blushing a bit. I realize you are taller than me, but really, most people are. There is a thrill knowing I have control over someone larger than myself.

I walk around you, letting my fingers trail over your body as I get a better look. You are delicious, but I won’t let you know that. I stop behind you, my hand cups your ass aggressively. You stumble slightly on your feet, looking back at me. “Eyes forward,” I demand. You do as told. I’m going to love making this ass nice and red. I let go and move back to your front. I stare at your limp cock. I make it obvious. You begin to fidget slightly as this is making you uncomfortable. My hand reaches out and holds onto your cock. “If you are a good boy, I may let this have some pleasure.” I feel your cock begin to harden underneath my touch. I let you go. “Kneel”

You get down on your knees before me. I rather like this. The leather strap in my hand reveals itself to be a collar. I place it around your neck and buckle it tightly. I reach for my abdomen and you notice a lost detail. Around my waist is a leash, locked into place with a small lock. I unlock the lock and look at you. “Tell me you are ready. Tell me you want this.” You look at me and nod. “Tell me.” I repeat.

“I want this,” you whisper the words. I lock your collar into place. I give it a few tugs and watch you gasp. I place the leash onto the d-ring and tug you hard, causing you to fall to your hands.

“Good boy,” I smile. “Follow me as you are.” I walk towards a door in the far end of the living room, you following me on all fours. You feel an insane amount of submission as you watch my boots. You lag behind just to feel the leash and collar tugging at you. You like this. You really like this. The feeling of being nude in my house arouses you. You notice the feel of air as it brushes past you. You are aware of the feel of your cock swaying along. It’s unbearable how much you want this.

I open the door to a stairway down to my basement. “Because this is your first time, you may stand and walk down these stairs..” You stand and follow me down. You are immediately greeted with the sight of my own private dungeon. I lead you to a bondage bench. You are tall enough so I have you lean over it. Your feet spread to either side of the legs. I buckle them into place. You are bent over the table, your chest against it, your hands are cuffed in place on either side of the bench. Now you are truly helpless. Helpless and spread just for me.

I run my hand down your back and to your ass. I gently stroke your ass and smile to myself. It’s a rather wonderful ass. I raise my hand and spank you hard. You gasp loudly, feeling the tingling on your flesh. Again I spank you and again, all in the same place and just as hard as the last. You are groaning now as the effects of being struck in the same place kick in. You feel a sharp pain and your flesh is heated. I stop and caress your ass. I feel the heated flesh. I move onto the other cheek, assaulting it just like the other.

“I rather like making your ass bright red. Do you like it?”

“Yes, mina… I like it.,” you reply with confidence.

“I want to welt it now.” You hear me walk away only to return shortly. Before you can even think about what I am about to do, you feel the first painful thwap against your soft flesh. You yelp loudly. “It’s my cane in case you were wondering and want to ask me for it again.” I lay into you hard. I know this is pushing you, but I only wanted to welt your flesh. 3 hits total. 2 on each cheek and 1 just below your ass where they meet the back of both your thighs. You wiggle and writhe. I throw the cane aside and you feel me suddenly standing behind you. You inhale sharply and hold your breath. My hands feel the welts quickly rising. I feel the heat and the raised flesh. Mmm this is so insanely hot for me. I just love the feel of this. “Boy, these welts look wonderful on you,” I purr. “I think I may have left marks. You’ll be able to look at yourself in the mirror for a few days and be reminded of my brief ownership of you. If you decide you like it, my ownership does not need to be temporary.”

I dig my hands into your ass and you yelp once more. With my hands in place, I press myself against you. You feel my body pushing into your backside. My hand runs along your thighs and brush past your balls. I reach around to feel your cock. I was curious. It was hard, so hard it leaked precum. You moaned greedily at my touch. I could tell you wanted more. I wanted to do more, but I had to stop. This wasn’t what it was about. I let your erection go. I could always indulge myself in letting you jerk off later. But first… I wasn’t finished with you. My hands dig once more on your heated, welted flesh. …..

neighborly voyeur

He wasn’t sure what it was that possessed him to climb the large oak in his backyard. Perhaps it was seeing her stunning beauty mid morning when they happened to collect the mail at the same time. Their mailboxes shared the same space where their driveways met. It was a long walk from their homes to the end of the drive. It allowed for much privacy in their own homes. A fair distance from the road and each other. But here, in this space, they were just a few feet apart.

She had smiled at him. Her lips plump and beautiful and her eyes sparkling in the sunlight. Her hair golden brown as soft curls brushed against her pink cheeks.

“Sometimes the walk is so long to just get some junk mail out of the box,” he cringed at the stupidity in his words, realizing these were the first words he ever said to her.

She smiled kindly and replied, “But the privacy to do as you wish in your own home without having to hide behind heavy curtains makes the walk all worth while.” She winked and made the long walk back to her home.

She came into his dreams that night. Her golden brown locks tickled his face as her plump lips kissed his. Her skin was smooth and soft as his hands ran down her arms. She pulled away, chuckling softly, walking slowly backwards. She began beckoning him with a “come hither” motion, just before disappearing behind a curtain. He awoke from his dream. Such irony.

So it came as no surprise as he climbed the largest oak in his property to get a better view of her house. He knew it was crazy. He settled himself on a safe limb, shaking his head in disbelief as he removed the binoculars from their safe case. He had a clear view of her home. It took him a few moments to adjust the binoculars. In and out of a fog he focused from one window to the next. Every one of them uncovered and a few open. He smiled, decided this was stupid and was about to put everything away when he caught a slight glimpse.

His heart skipped a beat and he steadied himself. Yes it was her. She was facing away from him. Her back was beautiful, smooth and soft as silk. His cock twitched underneath his jeans. He gasped as his gaze followed the length of her back and landed upon her ass. It was then that he realized she was naked.

She turned then, facing in his direction. The vision of her was more than he could bare. His cock became hard, straining against his jeans. Her face just as angelic as he last remembered. Her lips moved, almost as if she were reciting. Ah yes, her arms moved gracefully, her hand clutching a few sheets of paper. She was reciting. Her hair blew around her shoulders, cascading over her breasts. Her movements made her ample breasts bounce. His eyes became transfixed on her nipples. They were pert and dark pink, almost a brown. He let his eyes drift down. Her body was slender and perfect just as he had imagined it. Her navel glimmered as the jewel caught light. Lower his eyes floated over her body.

He nearly lost his balance as he got a glimpse of her sex. He subconsciously licked his lips as he took her in. She left herself beautifully trimmed. There was but a small patch of hair. The light curls shone bright in the sunlight. But there was something else there that had him aching. He caught the drops of moisture from her sex. He groaned softly to himself and inhaled deeply imagining what she smelled like. Imagining the taste of her. His free hand rubbed and pressed against his hard cock. He ached to have her.

Feverishly he watched her. His eyes moved with her body as she moved and recited within her living room. He watched as every inch of her body glistened in the sun light. He hungered to have her nipples between his teeth and his hands firm on her ass. He ached to bury his face between her thighs and smell her aroma. He wanted to taste her sex and feel the hardness of her arousal against his tongue. He wanted to slip a finger within her and feel the softness of her folds. Feel her muscles and wetness envelope his fingers.

More than anything though, he wanted to know what he would feel like inside her. Would she be tight to his cock? Would her body easily welcome him in? What would her muscles feel like as they clenched her orgasm onto him? How would it feel for him to cum deep inside of her warmth?

He snapped back to reality as he saw her move towards him. She was walking towards the window, the very same window he was spying on her through. Taking his gaze away from her body, he caught the look on her face. She was not angry, but she seemed … disappointed? He caught a devilish look in her eyes as her arms spread wide, grabbing each side of the curtains. He had just a moment to watch her breasts bounce and her muscles tense. She smirked softly, in his direction, gently shaking her head in discouragement before the curtains closed on his little show.

He chuckled to himself as he regained his composure. He slowly tucked the binoculars away and began his decent down the large oak. There was probably going to be a note with his junk mail tomorrow.

just like any other night

It’s just like any other night, he crawls into bed first while I brush my teeth.  His eyes are already closed as I grab my book and crawl into bed. Sleep is far from taking me. I curl up, facing him, as his eyes open and we start talking. Bed time is our preferred time to talk about the day and especially all things sexual.

He kisses me several times. I don’t give in, though I know what he is after. His hand grabs my own and drifts it down to his erection. It’s hot and smooth to my touch. “Is there ever a time when it’s not hard?” my mind asks itself.

He kisses me harder now, my hand gently stroking his erection. He rolls his body to mine and lifts himself over my body. My legs spread naturally to allow him between. His lips assault my neck and breasts. I feel his cock pressed against me. With cock in hand, he pushes himself into me. I feel the head of his erection press against my cunt. My body does not let him enter. He grins as he moves down my body to convince my cunt to change her mind.

His tongue is warm against my folds. He laps each labia, paying attention to each one equally. Long, flat tongue licks run up my slit, until finally ending at my clit. His tongue caresses my bud and moans escape my body. Satisfied with his work and response my cunt has given him, he moves back to me, kissing me deeply so that I can smell and taste my sex.

I feel his hand slide down and press his cock head once more against me. My cunt opens up as his head pushes in. His hands move back to my sides, holding himself up. I inhale sharply as he presses his girth into me. It always hurts. That first entry into my body when my cunt welcomes him in and adjusts to his side. Once he’s fully sunk in, I melt into him. A wave of pleasure washes over my body as I feel him inside me and I suddenly become hungry.

He thrusts slowly and my hands cling to him. My fingers run along his back and down to his ass. My hands cup him, digging gently into the flesh. He groans in approval and his hips move closer to me, allowing my hands even more access to his ass. His thrusts become more hurried and he has to slow himself. I moan loudly, I love knowing he is so close. My hands cup him harder. Panting his lips part, “And to think… *pant* … one day *pant* … someone else is going to get to fuck you.” The last words release his pleasure. Hie erotic thoughts flood his erection and he cums hard into me. I grip him tightly with my hands, arms and cunt. I feel every single pulse of his cock as he empties his essence into me.

He presses his hips into mine, knowing exactly what I need to join him. I grind harder into him. My hips rock up and my feet come off the bed. I can feel it already. His orgasm always makes me want to cum. I feel the pleasure well up inside me. My hands float to his lower back and to his ass. I press into him, holding him against me, moaning my inevitable release. I feel the first spasm and I begin to flutter. Staying quiet is not an option and soft moans and whimpers escape my lips. Each contraction brings more pleasure. It’s so beautiful, I can’t believe it.

Panting, I look up into his eyes. He smiles as I feel him slip out of me. Our sex slowly spilling onto the sheets below us.

It’s just like any other night…. only better.