Hot…

A casual phone conversation…that turned into something much more. He didn’t give a hint, that He was on His way over. Even when He said He was…He took it back teasing me and playing with my need, to see Him. Telling me “I just don’t have the time, I really wish I could come to see you, Tuesday, definitely Tuesday.” He said with a giggle. He had gotten my hopes up, that He was coming…only to disappoint me…just a little.

He told me…just as i was settling back to seeing Him Tuesday…to go, quickly, to the room. As soon as i hung up the phone, i headed next door. i paced for a few minutes, before settling myself on the edge of the futon…just as the garage door closed. The sexy conversation that started on the phone continued in the room…with Him telling me, to tell Him, what i wanted… “i want your cock, Sir.” i repeated back to Him, without the telephone giggles. He pushed me to my knees after kissing me, pulling my shirt over my head…reaching around to unclip my bra. “Take it out and get to it, show me how much you want it.” Moving as quickly as my hands allowed, i unbuckled His belt…pulling His shorts down, just enough for His cock to spring free.

i took Him in, quickly, not wanting to disappoint Him in anyway…He grabbed my ponytail and forced Himself further into my mouth…telling me to use more tongue. Asking me if i was ready, grabbing my chin in one hand and my hair in the other, He fucked my mouth…taking what He wanted from me…as only He can. He stopped a few times, allowing me to catch my breath, before He fucked my mouth again, gagging me just a little. He pulled me from the floor, kissing me hard, biting my lip.

“Take them off” He said as i pulled my jeans off. He turned me away from Him, toward the futon, “bend over” He commanded…as i heard His belt, being pulled from the belt loops. i waited, bent over with my hands on the mattress, in front of me…i felt the sting of His belt, get stronger with each strike…i could feel the heat building. He growled in my ear, half talking and half satisfaction… “is this what you needed?” “yes, Sir.” He told me to cum for Him, i could feel it there, on the edges…but i couldn’t cum at first… “what are you?” He asked between strikes…i pulled one of the words, one of the names He calls me and went with the one He uses most often. “i am your whore.” i managed to say just as i finally came for Him.

Walking away…He picked up my collar, buckling it around my neck, while i was still bent over the futon. He asked me “are you wet, whore?” “yes, Sir” i answered, as the lock clicked closed. Standing behind me, He told me to show Him…i slid a finger across my wet cunt and put it behind my back…He sucked it clean. He pulled me up, turning me to face Him…He pulled the ring, pulling me closer, i could see the glint in His eyes…again He kissed me. He pushed me to the cross…roughly placing my hands on the cross bar, right where He wanted them. He belted me a few more times, before picking up the long paddle i had made for Him, not too long ago. He hit me several times…harder with each hit…He said “that ass is nice and red.” i could feel the heat…so hot, wanting to reach back and touch it with my hands…but staying perfectly still facing the cross…not daring to move.

He came so close, breathing on my neck, talking to me so close to my ear…taking away my ability to breath as He spoke. “I want that ass ready for me on Tuesday.” i nodded. “I think you are ready, for me to cum in your mouth and swallow for me, aren’t you?” i could feel the tears start, my chin quiver…as He told me not to dare cry…to just answer Him. “i don’t know” was all i could will myself to say. “Say it!” He growled in my ear, pulling my head back, gripping my hair so tight. “tell me you want me to cum in your mouth.” He insisted again. i was so not ready to say it, but i struggled my way through it, not wanting to anger Him…wanting to do what He wants of me. “i want you to cum in my mouth” i managed to whisper… “say it louder, tell me like you mean it.” i struggled again but said “i want you to cum in my mouth” i could feel the sigh, a whole body sigh…a resignation of my will…something deep inside of me giving into what He wants.

i am not sure if i am ready, but i will never actually know until it happens. He knows i am ready, i can sense it in His voice, the way He holds Himself, while He tells me what He wants of me…what He knows in His heart i am ready for. Sometimes…well most of the time, He knows me better than i know myself. i can’t fight it off much longer,it has been a long time, we have been working on this moment for a long time. It will happen sooner rather than later. It is one of those things that need to be conquered…and put behind me for good. Something that happened 2 1/2 years ago, something that had nothing to do with JB…i need to get past it…if not for me for JB.

He turned me around, pressing my back to the cross…stretching my hands along the length of the cross, holding on…without restraints, holding me in place. He slapped my cunt, hard and sharp. Telling me not to cum…He pulled my hair, holding me to the cross…slapping harder and harder, telling me not to cum. He slipped in a finger, rubbing at the g-spot, telling me not to cum…His hand around my throat, cutting off my air and blood…He said, “CUM, now!” Letting me breathe at the crest of the orgasm. He slapped my cunt hard again…over and over…pulling my hair to the cross…tighter and tighter…pulling my feet from the floor. “Put you feet flat on the floor!” He said so loud, almost shouting at me. i tried to keep them flat, but He pulled harder at my hair, slapped harder on my cunt…i was cumming…i could feel it dripping down my legs.

He pulled me from the cross, pushing me toward the futon…telling me to kneel on the floor, bending over onto the mattress. He was behind me, pushing His cock into me so roughly, it hurt. He fucked me hard from behind. He fucked hard and fast, i could feel the rug under my knees and my feet…burning…i knew when i got up i would have rug burns on my feet and knees…on my shins, where they touched the floor. He fucked me hard, until i came…i came so hard it hurt…but He didn’t let up. Demanding me to tell Him when…so He could cum with me…i shouted “now” …while in mid-orgasm and He came with me. i couldn’t get off the floor, i sat there resting on my heels…as He cleaned up, handing me a towel to take care of myself. He asked if i was ok, as He handed me a water…i assured Him i was just fine…perfect actually. It was what we both needed…all pushed into 20 short minutes.

He hadn’t planned on anything but a quick booty call…there wasn’t really any time, for much more…but He couldn’t keep His beast at bay, anymore than i could keep mine quiet…

~ by lc on August 29, 2008.