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Posted 2 years ago
As you quiver and shudder in your pre-orgasmic state, I reach for the cane and rub it tantalizingly over your delicious rounded ass.
"Today you are mine my pet," I croon as the smooth rattan glides over your silky soft skin. "For this day you are my toy, and I am eager to see just how you can please me. But first, since you are in such a high state of arousal, you should not mind a few strokes to your ever so sexy ass. I know when you are as worked up as you are right now that your tolerance for the cane is much higher. Let’s put that to work shall we?"
Reluctantly, and with obvious disappointment that my efforts are not going to imminently lead to your release and satisfaction you respond, “Yes Sir, if it pleases you.”
"Good. Now please maintain the count and brace yourself," I command.
Slashing the cane through the air with a harsh whooshing sound you clench your ass cheeks involuntarily in anticipation of the blows that never come. The effect is mesmerizing and I cannot resist building your anticipation and fear still further. Slashing the cane here and there harmlessly through the air, I watch you twitch, jump and clench. The mere fact that you will submissively kneel there at my feet accepting and even welcoming my desires for you is humbling and at the same time empowering. Such a rush you give me!
Resting the cane across your rounded cheeks as though perfecting my aim I tap lightly a few times, prepping you, centering you, and focussing you to that very spot where the rattan will first land.
<SLASH>
"OOOWWWWW!" you howl as the cane lands squarely across your ass. You arch suddenly and lean forward on your hands and knees, as though moving further away from the source would lessen the pain.
"For every one you fail to count there will be two more my pet. I will forgive you this first one."
"One," you hastily respond, "thank you Sir. May I have another?"
The mere fact that you respond so perfectly in this way brings a glow to my heart. I do so treasure your submission and willingness. Part of me wants to sweep you up lovingly in my arms and hold you tenderly. The rest of me craves to hear you count some more.
<SLASH>
"YOWWWWWW!" the harsh sting of the rattan launches you forward once again. "Two, thank you Sir. May I have another."
<SLASH>
"OWWWWWW SHIIIIITTTT" the red marks already crisscrossing your ass tell the visual story that your voice is trying to convey. "Three………thank you Sir" the hint of a sob creeping into your voice. "M…m….may I have another?"
"No," I reply," I believe that is quite enough for now. I have other desires for you my little one. "Come, kneel before me."
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As you quiver and shudder in your pre-orgasmic state, I reach for the cane and rub it tantalizingly over your delicious rounded ass.

"Today you are mine my pet," I croon as the smooth rattan glides over your silky soft skin. "For this day you are my toy, and I am eager to see just how you can please me. But first, since you are in such a high state of arousal, you should not mind a few strokes to your ever so sexy ass. I know when you are as worked up as you are right now that your tolerance for the cane is much higher. Let’s put that to work shall we?"

Reluctantly, and with obvious disappointment that my efforts are not going to imminently lead to your release and satisfaction you respond, “Yes Sir, if it pleases you.”

"Good. Now please maintain the count and brace yourself," I command.

Slashing the cane through the air with a harsh whooshing sound you clench your ass cheeks involuntarily in anticipation of the blows that never come. The effect is mesmerizing and I cannot resist building your anticipation and fear still further. Slashing the cane here and there harmlessly through the air, I watch you twitch, jump and clench. The mere fact that you will submissively kneel there at my feet accepting and even welcoming my desires for you is humbling and at the same time empowering. Such a rush you give me!

Resting the cane across your rounded cheeks as though perfecting my aim I tap lightly a few times, prepping you, centering you, and focussing you to that very spot where the rattan will first land.

<SLASH>

"OOOWWWWW!" you howl as the cane lands squarely across your ass. You arch suddenly and lean forward on your hands and knees, as though moving further away from the source would lessen the pain.

"For every one you fail to count there will be two more my pet. I will forgive you this first one."

"One," you hastily respond, "thank you Sir. May I have another?"

The mere fact that you respond so perfectly in this way brings a glow to my heart. I do so treasure your submission and willingness. Part of me wants to sweep you up lovingly in my arms and hold you tenderly. The rest of me craves to hear you count some more.

<SLASH>

"YOWWWWWW!" the harsh sting of the rattan launches you forward once again. "Two, thank you Sir. May I have another."

<SLASH>

"OWWWWWW SHIIIIITTTT" the red marks already crisscrossing your ass tell the visual story that your voice is trying to convey. "Three………thank you Sir" the hint of a sob creeping into your voice. "M…m….may I have another?"

"No," I reply," I believe that is quite enough for now. I have other desires for you my little one. "Come, kneel before me."

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Posted 2 years ago
Walking you into the other room I grab you by the waist and bend you over the radiator by the window sill. You steady yourself on the sill with your hands as I grope your ass and press my fingertips between your slick lips. You groan anew as I probe and stretch, raising your desire ever further.
"Please Sir," you plead, your hips swaying and grinding in rhythm with the attention from my fingers. "If it pleases you Sir, make love to me! Take me! I am so hot and needy."
"I told you my pet," I respond, thrusting my fingers deep inside you, thrashing them alternately back and forth, "I am not going to do anything for you."
As though punctuating the statement I drive my fingers to their knuckles and curl them within you. Your knees buckle as you approach orgasm and were it not for the hand holding you up, you would surely end up on the floor. Then just as suddenly I pull away leaving you gasping and desperate.
Grasping you by the arm I lead you, half walking, half stumbling to the place of your next torment.
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Walking you into the other room I grab you by the waist and bend you over the radiator by the window sill. You steady yourself on the sill with your hands as I grope your ass and press my fingertips between your slick lips. You groan anew as I probe and stretch, raising your desire ever further.

"Please Sir," you plead, your hips swaying and grinding in rhythm with the attention from my fingers. "If it pleases you Sir, make love to me! Take me! I am so hot and needy."

"I told you my pet," I respond, thrusting my fingers deep inside you, thrashing them alternately back and forth, "I am not going to do anything for you."

As though punctuating the statement I drive my fingers to their knuckles and curl them within you. Your knees buckle as you approach orgasm and were it not for the hand holding you up, you would surely end up on the floor. Then just as suddenly I pull away leaving you gasping and desperate.

Grasping you by the arm I lead you, half walking, half stumbling to the place of your next torment.

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Posted 2 years ago
"And while we are at it, bend over and let me see that beautiful pussy of yours," I command with evident reverence in my voice.
As you move to comply I rub my hands worshipfully over your smooth rounded ass cheeks bringing a smile of contentment to your face.
"And this is what all the boys want, my pet?" I ask, taking your silky lips between thumb and forefinger and giving a little wagging tug. "This is what all the fuss is about?"
"Sir?"
"All these years and all those boys sniffing around like dogs," I leer rubbing your ass cheeks more vigorously. "All those silly boys chasing you around, teasing you, strutting and crooning, showing off, and generally making complete asses of themselves. So many hungry men and boys, desperate for a glimpse, a touch, a taste. All that for a few folds of feminine flesh."
"That is all they know. Flesh. They do not grasp the significance of this soft tissuey gateway. For them it is just a gateway to their own fulfillment. They do not even begin to comprehend the depth to which this gateway can lead to a woman&#8217;s soul."
"But never mind all that. They do not matter and for now neither does any reflection on the depth of your soul. Whose pussy is this, my pet?"
"It is your pussy Sir," you reply hazily as though coming out of a trance. "It is yours. All that I am is yours Sir."
"We shall see about that," a sly grin oozing across my face, "But you are on the right track."
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"And while we are at it, bend over and let me see that beautiful pussy of yours," I command with evident reverence in my voice.

As you move to comply I rub my hands worshipfully over your smooth rounded ass cheeks bringing a smile of contentment to your face.

"And this is what all the boys want, my pet?" I ask, taking your silky lips between thumb and forefinger and giving a little wagging tug. "This is what all the fuss is about?"

"Sir?"

"All these years and all those boys sniffing around like dogs," I leer rubbing your ass cheeks more vigorously. "All those silly boys chasing you around, teasing you, strutting and crooning, showing off, and generally making complete asses of themselves. So many hungry men and boys, desperate for a glimpse, a touch, a taste. All that for a few folds of feminine flesh."

"That is all they know. Flesh. They do not grasp the significance of this soft tissuey gateway. For them it is just a gateway to their own fulfillment. They do not even begin to comprehend the depth to which this gateway can lead to a woman’s soul."

"But never mind all that. They do not matter and for now neither does any reflection on the depth of your soul. Whose pussy is this, my pet?"

"It is your pussy Sir," you reply hazily as though coming out of a trance. "It is yours. All that I am is yours Sir."

"We shall see about that," a sly grin oozing across my face, "But you are on the right track."

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Posted 2 years ago
Finished with your morning preparations I lead you back to the bedroom.
"Lower your night shirt and show me that beautiful ass of yours my little one," I implore, more suggestively than forcefully. "Display that lovely backside that so many men stare at and ogle over whenever we are out in public. You do know that you have the sexiest ass around don&#8217;t you my pet?"
"Yes Sir," you reply with a coy smile.
"And you do very much enjoy showing your ass off and making the boys a little crazy with lust and insanely jealous of the man you are with don&#8217;t you my pet?"
Slyly and with a little chuckle you admit that you do very much enjoy giving the show and coyly denying every man around.
"That is your little form of domination, is it not my little one?" a sly grin spreading over my face. "That is your sense of control&#8230;one of the many ways you like to take charge and lead the boys along."
"Yes Sir, I do enjoy the power I have over those silly boys," you admit, seemingly quite pleased with yourself.
"Good," I respond, "you are entitled to your little pleasures and games as much as anyone. But for the record, whose ass is that my pet?"
"It is yours Sir," you respond rapidly and properly. "It is yours to do with whatever you wish, whenever it pleases you, and no one else&#8217;s."
"Very good my pet, very good."
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Finished with your morning preparations I lead you back to the bedroom.

"Lower your night shirt and show me that beautiful ass of yours my little one," I implore, more suggestively than forcefully. "Display that lovely backside that so many men stare at and ogle over whenever we are out in public. You do know that you have the sexiest ass around don’t you my pet?"

"Yes Sir," you reply with a coy smile.

"And you do very much enjoy showing your ass off and making the boys a little crazy with lust and insanely jealous of the man you are with don’t you my pet?"

Slyly and with a little chuckle you admit that you do very much enjoy giving the show and coyly denying every man around.

"That is your little form of domination, is it not my little one?" a sly grin spreading over my face. "That is your sense of control…one of the many ways you like to take charge and lead the boys along."

"Yes Sir, I do enjoy the power I have over those silly boys," you admit, seemingly quite pleased with yourself.

"Good," I respond, "you are entitled to your little pleasures and games as much as anyone. But for the record, whose ass is that my pet?"

"It is yours Sir," you respond rapidly and properly. "It is yours to do with whatever you wish, whenever it pleases you, and no one else’s."

"Very good my pet, very good."

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Posted 2 years ago
Grabbing you by the ass I cast you aside forcing you to strain upward to maintain contact with my manhood. You are gasping for breath as you continue to lick and suckle at my cock, distracted by fingers thrusting into your soaked pussy and exploring your tight ass. You grasp the base of my member drawing it down to your mouth as I slap your ass cheeks and probe your neglected sex.
Seeing you beneath me like this is driving me wild with desire and an inexplicable urge to dominate you further. I want to take you and make you mine. I don&#8217;t just want you doing my bidding, I want to take it from you with force. The fire inside me is growing to a roar and the testosterone laden fury narrows my field of vision and intensifies my uncontrollable urge to dominate. To control. To take.
You buck your ass and twist your hips at the alternating slaps to your cheeks and attentions to your sex. Your ever-increasing frenzy only serves to feed my own.
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Grabbing you by the ass I cast you aside forcing you to strain upward to maintain contact with my manhood. You are gasping for breath as you continue to lick and suckle at my cock, distracted by fingers thrusting into your soaked pussy and exploring your tight ass. You grasp the base of my member drawing it down to your mouth as I slap your ass cheeks and probe your neglected sex.

Seeing you beneath me like this is driving me wild with desire and an inexplicable urge to dominate you further. I want to take you and make you mine. I don’t just want you doing my bidding, I want to take it from you with force. The fire inside me is growing to a roar and the testosterone laden fury narrows my field of vision and intensifies my uncontrollable urge to dominate. To control. To take.

You buck your ass and twist your hips at the alternating slaps to your cheeks and attentions to your sex. Your ever-increasing frenzy only serves to feed my own.

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Posted 2 years ago
Continuing to drive my engorged member into your less than willing mouth I reach for your ass, grabbing roughly. You do your best to meet my demands but I slap your ass anyway eliciting moans and grunts that vibrate and shudder through my cock only heightening my pleasure and testosterone laden sexual frenzy.
Between slaps I grab your ass splaying open your wet and deprived sex, diving fingertips roughly into the wanton wetness bringing forth still more gasping and gagging moans. Moans of what? Pleasure? Anger? Who cares? You are being used roughly for my pleasure. In this moment you are my sex slave. Not a cherished little one but an object of my personal pleasure and satisfaction. Your mild resistance and defiance only heightens my determination and desire. For a change I am taking what is mine and using it as I please.
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Continuing to drive my engorged member into your less than willing mouth I reach for your ass, grabbing roughly. You do your best to meet my demands but I slap your ass anyway eliciting moans and grunts that vibrate and shudder through my cock only heightening my pleasure and testosterone laden sexual frenzy.

Between slaps I grab your ass splaying open your wet and deprived sex, diving fingertips roughly into the wanton wetness bringing forth still more gasping and gagging moans. Moans of what? Pleasure? Anger? Who cares? You are being used roughly for my pleasure. In this moment you are my sex slave. Not a cherished little one but an object of my personal pleasure and satisfaction. Your mild resistance and defiance only heightens my determination and desire. For a change I am taking what is mine and using it as I please.

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Posted 2 years ago
"Now then my pet, you are not pleasing me at all with the pace of your work and the attitude with which you are tackling it," I observe sternly. "I expect you to accept your servitude and any challenges I raise without demur and that you will take on your tasks cheerfully and efficiently. Skulking around and sighing as you do so is not at all in line with my expectations of you and you know this from experience. Let us not repeat the mistakes of the past&#8230;either of us."
"Yes Sir," you respond though with a hint of irritation and resentment in your voice.
"When I give you direction my pet, I should in no way be made to feel either guilty for doing so or that I have put you out in some way. I expect immediate compliance and and a quality of performance that is above reproach. Now hurry and finish up in here then serve me a cold drink when you are done. But remember, stay on your knees the entire time unless you need to rise to reach something then right back down again."
"Now get busy!" I command giving you a nudge with my boot as emphasis.
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"Now then my pet, you are not pleasing me at all with the pace of your work and the attitude with which you are tackling it," I observe sternly. "I expect you to accept your servitude and any challenges I raise without demur and that you will take on your tasks cheerfully and efficiently. Skulking around and sighing as you do so is not at all in line with my expectations of you and you know this from experience. Let us not repeat the mistakes of the past…either of us."

"Yes Sir," you respond though with a hint of irritation and resentment in your voice.

"When I give you direction my pet, I should in no way be made to feel either guilty for doing so or that I have put you out in some way. I expect immediate compliance and and a quality of performance that is above reproach. Now hurry and finish up in here then serve me a cold drink when you are done. But remember, stay on your knees the entire time unless you need to rise to reach something then right back down again."

"Now get busy!" I command giving you a nudge with my boot as emphasis.

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Posted 2 years ago
You are sinking into the feeling of the heavy flogger landing full across your ass and moan louder with each succeeding blow. Indeed, you actually seem to be enjoying this&#8230;not at all what you expected.
Switching to a figure eight motion I shift from the heavy thudding blows to more glancing flicks of the strap ends back and forth on your rounded cheeks. The effect is immediate.
You yelp at the sting of the leather grazing your smooth skin and clench your ass cheeks at the new sensation. Yet you do not pull away. The glancing flicks raise the heat in your skin and bring about a slight stinging similar to a very mild playful spanking yet the effect is altogether different. Far from the reddening effect of a spanking, this seems not to hurt so much as bring every nerve ending in your smooth skin alive to full attention. You are sensitized yet not really in any pain.
With moans of pleasurable agony you arch your back and push your ass out clearly signaling for more.
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You are sinking into the feeling of the heavy flogger landing full across your ass and moan louder with each succeeding blow. Indeed, you actually seem to be enjoying this…not at all what you expected.

Switching to a figure eight motion I shift from the heavy thudding blows to more glancing flicks of the strap ends back and forth on your rounded cheeks. The effect is immediate.

You yelp at the sting of the leather grazing your smooth skin and clench your ass cheeks at the new sensation. Yet you do not pull away. The glancing flicks raise the heat in your skin and bring about a slight stinging similar to a very mild playful spanking yet the effect is altogether different. Far from the reddening effect of a spanking, this seems not to hurt so much as bring every nerve ending in your smooth skin alive to full attention. You are sensitized yet not really in any pain.

With moans of pleasurable agony you arch your back and push your ass out clearly signaling for more.

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Posted 2 years ago
"That is a beautiful presentation my pet," I praise as you kneel submissively on the bed ass toward me, clearly proposing the method of your punishment. "And on most occasions it would prove to be irresistible. But sincerely little one, after what happened the other day I do not feel at all prepared to play with the crop on you. You are so thoughtful and trusting it nearly breaks my heart my pet. I cannot believe you are presenting me with this gift, but for now I am going to have to decline."
From your position of presentation you look back at me seated in the chair at the foot of the bed, a little crestfallen.
"I am sorry my little one," I respond to your evident disappointment in me, "I just do not think I am ready for this yet."
Sitting there taking you in though it is difficult to let the moment pass. Rubbing the morning stubble on my chin it occurs to me that there is no reason our little game of verbal command cannot continue.
"Rise to your knees my pet and take the crop in hand," I suddenly command. "You are going to deliver your own punishment this morning."
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"That is a beautiful presentation my pet," I praise as you kneel submissively on the bed ass toward me, clearly proposing the method of your punishment. "And on most occasions it would prove to be irresistible. But sincerely little one, after what happened the other day I do not feel at all prepared to play with the crop on you. You are so thoughtful and trusting it nearly breaks my heart my pet. I cannot believe you are presenting me with this gift, but for now I am going to have to decline."

From your position of presentation you look back at me seated in the chair at the foot of the bed, a little crestfallen.

"I am sorry my little one," I respond to your evident disappointment in me, "I just do not think I am ready for this yet."

Sitting there taking you in though it is difficult to let the moment pass. Rubbing the morning stubble on my chin it occurs to me that there is no reason our little game of verbal command cannot continue.

"Rise to your knees my pet and take the crop in hand," I suddenly command. "You are going to deliver your own punishment this morning."

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Posted 2 years ago
Resting the head of my shaft against your soft moist inner lips I pause there holding myself and allowing the anticipation to build for both of us. The sight of your beautiful ass and the long arching curve of your back is so alluring and sexy. You give off little shudders as your chest and back heave gasping for breath. I don&#8217;t believe that I have ever seen you so excited or in such desperate anticipation of release. The entire effect is mesmerizing.
I feel your fingertips graze the hairs on my scrotum as you reach to comply with my directive to continue pleasuring yourself though I do not feel much movement there. No doubt you are afraid to touch yourself for fear of prematurely coming before having my permission to do so. Such a predicament. But still I pause at your satiny gate, depriving both of us of what we desire.
I so desperately want to thrust deeply and take the full measure of you all at once. Doing so I think would make me cum instantly as I too am worked up to nearly the point of being unable to contain it. But this is my game and sometimes I even play by my own rules. Besides, holding back in this way is building the intensity for both of us and I do so want this to be intense. We have been playing with the intensity all morning and I want this to be something special. Not just for me, for both of us.
The ache in my loins has become a full bore throb and I am becoming desperate to ease the tension there. Ever so slowly and slightly I lean forward, parting you but not penetrating. Then back again. Rocking my hips ever so minutely I tease you, stretching slightly, parting, but never entering. Back and forth. Little tiny thrusts. I am rewarded for my efforts with new gasps and cries as you clasp the sheet in a death grip and arch your back for more. God, you turn me on so in your wild frenzy. As much as I love this view of your sexy backside, I crave seeing your face&#8230;your eyes. I love the look of lust in your eyes and long to see it now.
The pressing, stretching and rocking continues. You arch back toward me, thrusting for my eagerly waiting shaft but you are denied. I back away as you press harder keeping my head just barely inside your now drenched inner lips. You give a little cry of frustration. A whimper almost. You are so close, back heaving, fingers clenched.
"Count slowly backward from five my pet," I command.
You are fairly gasping now and your response is barely audible. &#8220;Yes Sir&#8230;.five.&#8221;
Holding your ass in both hands I keep you from moving at all, pinned before me, holding you at bay, rocking my hips so slightly yet with greater speed.
"Four," your counting continues.
With each counted number I increase the pace of my rocking and press more insistently at your starving vagina.
"Three&#8230;"
My thrusts now measure the full depth of the head of my cock gliding in and out, rapidly massaging the oh so sensitive ring of your pussy.
"Two&#8230;"
Flexing myself and engorging the head of my shaft, swelling and stretching your satin gate wider. You cry out as the sensation pulses through you. Rocking my hips faster and faster yet no deeper. Teasing the outer rim of your starved sex.
"ONE&#8230;"
Your fingers dance over your swollen clit and you buck under the grip of my hands on your hips, holding you away from me. To my amazement, you pause momentarily before the final count, playing by my rules and bringing yourself to the very summit before diving headlong off the cliff into the unknown of total loss of control. It is then that I realize just how much you like my games and want to play by their rules. You actually do live for this.
Thrusting in and out of your gate, hips clamped in my grip, I smile to myself knowing that you are mine and I am yours. We are one. And are about to merge anew.
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Resting the head of my shaft against your soft moist inner lips I pause there holding myself and allowing the anticipation to build for both of us. The sight of your beautiful ass and the long arching curve of your back is so alluring and sexy. You give off little shudders as your chest and back heave gasping for breath. I don’t believe that I have ever seen you so excited or in such desperate anticipation of release. The entire effect is mesmerizing.

I feel your fingertips graze the hairs on my scrotum as you reach to comply with my directive to continue pleasuring yourself though I do not feel much movement there. No doubt you are afraid to touch yourself for fear of prematurely coming before having my permission to do so. Such a predicament. But still I pause at your satiny gate, depriving both of us of what we desire.

I so desperately want to thrust deeply and take the full measure of you all at once. Doing so I think would make me cum instantly as I too am worked up to nearly the point of being unable to contain it. But this is my game and sometimes I even play by my own rules. Besides, holding back in this way is building the intensity for both of us and I do so want this to be intense. We have been playing with the intensity all morning and I want this to be something special. Not just for me, for both of us.

The ache in my loins has become a full bore throb and I am becoming desperate to ease the tension there. Ever so slowly and slightly I lean forward, parting you but not penetrating. Then back again. Rocking my hips ever so minutely I tease you, stretching slightly, parting, but never entering. Back and forth. Little tiny thrusts. I am rewarded for my efforts with new gasps and cries as you clasp the sheet in a death grip and arch your back for more. God, you turn me on so in your wild frenzy. As much as I love this view of your sexy backside, I crave seeing your face…your eyes. I love the look of lust in your eyes and long to see it now.

The pressing, stretching and rocking continues. You arch back toward me, thrusting for my eagerly waiting shaft but you are denied. I back away as you press harder keeping my head just barely inside your now drenched inner lips. You give a little cry of frustration. A whimper almost. You are so close, back heaving, fingers clenched.

"Count slowly backward from five my pet," I command.

You are fairly gasping now and your response is barely audible. “Yes Sir….five.”

Holding your ass in both hands I keep you from moving at all, pinned before me, holding you at bay, rocking my hips so slightly yet with greater speed.

"Four," your counting continues.

With each counted number I increase the pace of my rocking and press more insistently at your starving vagina.

"Three…"

My thrusts now measure the full depth of the head of my cock gliding in and out, rapidly massaging the oh so sensitive ring of your pussy.

"Two…"

Flexing myself and engorging the head of my shaft, swelling and stretching your satin gate wider. You cry out as the sensation pulses through you. Rocking my hips faster and faster yet no deeper. Teasing the outer rim of your starved sex.

"ONE…"

Your fingers dance over your swollen clit and you buck under the grip of my hands on your hips, holding you away from me. To my amazement, you pause momentarily before the final count, playing by my rules and bringing yourself to the very summit before diving headlong off the cliff into the unknown of total loss of control. It is then that I realize just how much you like my games and want to play by their rules. You actually do live for this.

Thrusting in and out of your gate, hips clamped in my grip, I smile to myself knowing that you are mine and I am yours. We are one. And are about to merge anew.

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