| Straight: BDSM: Midnight Caller (4/4) |
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lips and my own breath had quickened to a pant. With my legs over his shoulders and his hands on my thighs, he was in total control, and I trusted he would bring me to my climax. With my fingers entwined in the chains, I gasped at the feel of his tongue darting expertly over my engorged clit. I groaned a tune of joy into the air as he stuck his tongue into my pussy and sucked onto my lips. I first felt it in my clit, then it ran down my legs. I lifted my hips to get the most of what Daniel had to give. With Daniel lying flat, he quickly got to his knees. With my legs still round his shoulders, my back arched and I wrapped my ankles across his sticky back and was ready to let rip. I heaved myself up by holding onto my chains and bellowed a pleasure from down in my stomach. I moved my hips with each wave of ecstasy into Daniel’s face, and he held my legs tight as he sucked my juices and looked at the pleasure on my face. With one final wave it was done. My face aglow with the still burning memory of the orgasm in my loins, I looked at Daniel who was kneeling at my crotch, and I knew that look. No sooner could I smile than he was on top of me, and ready to take me. Not as me as a prisoner, not as him as a dominatrix, but as my lover. With one movement, he had my hands free and I ran my fingers through his hair, as he plunged in me and passionately kissed my neck. We were both coming, and as he looked into my eyes, I saw the love. He didn’t need to say it. With one final dive, we held each other and shuddered as one. After catching our breath, he removed his face from the gap between my neck and my shoulder. He looked at me and smiled… “It’s good to be home.” |
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