| Straight: BDSM: Midnight Caller |
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As I paced up and down the kitchen in anticipation, my palms grew sweaty and my crotch grew moist. I knew that any second, there would be a knock at the door. I had everything prepared, and had had a Tia Maria and coke to calm my nerves… “Any minute now… Any minute now…” I looked at the clock. The minute hand had not ticked over from the last time I checked. As I started to pour myself another drink it came, booming echoes of thunder round the house and I welcomed their alarming tone. As I walked from the kitchen, the drink I had no more than ten minutes ago hit my head, and I giggled my way to the door. I stopped at the door, checked myself and turned the key. No sooner had I turned the key than the door swung open with sheer force and in the doorway, a tall menacing figure glared at me with eyes full of fire. I froze on the spot, not knowing whether to shut the door, or to turn on my heel and flee from his gaze. My heart thudded in my ears and my hands tingled. My mind was made up for me, as within two steps he had grabbed me and had me pinned to the wall. As his hands were round my neck, his eyes bore deep into my own, and I could see the lust, passion, and excitement almost as much as I could feel it building and pushing into my thigh. Then came the burning kiss that felt like a thousands pins on my lips, hot desire surged through his body and I felt him quicken with anticipation. With one of his hands on my throat and the other holding my arms above my head, I loosened a hand and tried to beat him off me. At this moment he laughed, a small gentle chuckle that sent my rage sky high. As I shouted and struggled to break free, he tossed me over his shoulder as if I were a rucksack of feathers and smoothly closed the door with his foot. As he started at the bottom of the stairs, I could feel my juices flowing and my clit start to swell… “Up we go my precious, you just be quiet and be a good girl now.” I smiled at this, then caught myself and started to wriggle and fling my arms in an attempt to break free. The more I did this, the more amusing Daniel thought it was. I heard him chuckle as he threw me on the bed and remove his shirt with the quickness of experience. For a moment, I sat in the dimly lit room and admired his body. At just over six feet tall, his body had taken on the natural effect of strength and a large build. Hard abs congregated below his chest of solid muscle, but could only be seen through a mass of manly hair that trickled from his chest and down into the hidden world beneath his pants. My breath quickened as he moved closer to the bed, and I almost pounced on him and wanted to beg him to take me now. But I knew what I would receive if I played the game, and the thought of that gift made me stay rooted to the bed. “Now my precious… tell me you’re going to be a good girl and do as I say…” I looked at him, focusing as hard as I could to put fear into my face. “Tell me, for otherwise I shall have to punish you…” I jumped off the bed to make my way to the door, but no sooner was I off the bed than I was caught by my waist and pulled to the floor. Pulled up to my knees, Daniel stood behind me with my hands held tightly and room free. I could feel him pick for something and no sooner had I turned my head to see what it was, than my hands were tied and Daniel was moving round to be in front of me. “Now now, that just wont do…I asked you to be nice, but you didn’t… you won’t do what I ask nicely, I have to make you do it!” The sheer control, power and confidence behind his voice sent a pleasant and arousing shiver down my spine, and as he took off his pants, he revealed a pulsating and hungry phallus and my clit doubled in size. “Say you will be a good girl, and I promise, I shall not put it in all at once.” I looked at him, and I could see the excitement on his face. “I will be a good girl.” I said this as I took the first lick of his cock and lapped the taste on my tongue. As I opened my mouth to take in the head, I heard Daniel moan and felt his fingers run through my hair as he rhythmically moved back and forth to gain his pleasure. I tilted my head back to accommodate his growing cock and as I did, his fingers grasped my hair tightly and he fucked my mouth as my own pleasure mounted. As he moaned he pulled out of my mouth and threw me on the bed, standing over me like a lion about to pounce on his prey. “Great starter my precious, very good girl, now turn over. It’s time for the main course.” As I stared at him, I could see the excitable impatience in his eyes and he jumped on the bed to flip me over. As I fought to stay on my back, he slid his hands beneath my shoulders and ran his nails hard down my back. I groaned with pleasure and with this lack of concentration he flipped me over with ease. With my hands behind my back and my face in the pillow, he slipped his fingers into my soaked pussy, and I moaned a silent tune into the bed. He curved his fingers within my hole and danced his thumb over my clit with the knowledge of a player. My body shuddered and he pulled out of my pussy and poked at my hidden cave. With one of his large hands, he parted my cheeks with his thumb and his fingers and with the other he moved my steady flowing juices from my pussy to my anus. Slowly he inserted one finger, and familiar pleasure pain feeling sent my juices gushing. I was ready for it – I wanted this release. The mounting desire and frustration was building so much that I backed onto his finger, taking in what I could. He withdrew his finger and no sooner had I felt my anus pucker than he had his fingers in my hair and had pulled me up onto my knees. “Do as I tell you to do.” He spat his words through grinded teeth. “Dirty little sluts like you do as they’re told.” He threw my face back into the pillow and regained his position. By the time he had three fingers in my secret porthole, he knew I was ready to take his ever-growing cock. I held my breath as I felt his fleshy rod poke my behind, sliding in with precision and sliding out again. I heard Daniel’s breath quicken along with my own as he held my hips and drummed into my ass. As the pleasure-pain subsided into full pleasure, I moaned and writhed to take in all of his cock. As Daniel realised my pain was all pleasure, his hand raised above his head and came down on my right buttock, which made my throat let out a howling cry. I welcomed it, and when told to ask for another, I didn’t hesitate. “You dirty little slut! Say it!” I said it. I meant it. I was tied up with my face in the pillow, being fucked up the ass and spanked hard. I meant it! His nails dug into my hips so hard I was biting the pillow in response. One more hard slap on my ass and he pulled out, grabbed my hair and pulled me to my knees. While holding my hair he launched off the bed and threw his dick in my face. “SUCK IT NOW!” I obeyed and sucked all my juices off his cock until he had both hands in my hair and was fucking my mouth once again. Then he pulled out, with one hand a firm grip on my hair and the other tugging his cock, he came all over my face. I opened my mouth, trying to catch as much as I could. I heard Daniel moan and groan, “Fuck yeah…Oh God Yeah” as the last of his glistening pleasure dripped down my chin. With one last groan he was done, and I smiled in awe at the marvellous work I had done. With a quick swallow and flick of my hair, I knew what was coming. As Daniel came onto his knees, he licked what remaining cream I had on my face and untied me. I breathed freely at the release of my hands, but it didn’t last long. Next thing I knew I was laying on my back with Daniel’s face in my breasts, teasing my nipple, using his tongue in a silent plea, asking it to come out to play. I moaned and grabbed his long brown hair in a desperate moment to pull him closer to my chest. With one of his hands he cupped my free breast, and with the other, he moved my left arm above my head and across. Click. I knew that sound. Oh God, did I know it. Switching to the other breast, he made the same plea, teasing it with his tongue and gently rolling it around between his teeth. As he took my other arm and moved it above my head, a slight groan came from my throat, as I knew I would be there soon. Click. I was in. I was ready, with my hands cuffed and my legs being slowly drawn apart. I felt his hot breath on my yearning fleshy 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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