Let’s do something different. You up for it? Good.
Today, I feel like a dominatrix. I want to subjugate you. I’ve donned my leather corset and fishnet thigh highs. My leather wrapped whip is in my right hand and my binding rope is in my left hand.
Call me Mistress Yvonne. 😉
Don’t look at me like I’m crazy. Sit your sexy ass down and let’s have some fun.
Imagine me tying you down and pulling the rope tight until it’s biting into your skin. If you show any signs of pain, I’ll pull it tighter.
Now, I’ll blindfold you. No peeking.
I want to leave you vulnerable.
I drag the whip across your bare chest as I circle you. You anticipate feeling it lash at your flesh, but what you expect never happens. My hand grabs your cock and the leather rod wraps around your neck, slowly restricting your airflow.
I tug the whip tighter as I repeatedly stroke you from base to tip. Then when you’re desperately gasping for air, I’ll release the whip.
After you fill your starved lungs with air, whisper my name.
Next, I drag my tongue across your nipple, flick it and taste it. While I pinch your other nipple, I’ll catch it between my teeth and nibble. Hard, then gentle. Gentle, then hard. I want you panting. I want you needy.
Say my name… I won’t continue unless you do.
Now I’ll stand back and watch you. You hear that sound? That wet juicy sound? Yes, that’s my hungry pussy kissing my finger as I plunge deep into my valley. I’ll finger myself until my nectar is free flowing then rub it across your lips.
That’s right, suck it all off. You like the way I taste. Good. I can hardly wait to taste you back.
I won’t take you in my mouth right away. I want you screaming for it. I’ll lower between your legs. I’ll nibble and lick on the tender spots along your inner thighs as I make my way toward your sac.
But I don’t rush. I take it slow. The harder your heart pounds and the heavier you breathe, I move even slower.
If you say anything other than my name, I’ll stop.
My tongue dances over your balls before I pull one into my mouth. Slowly. Tortuous. Going from one to the other, I suck and lick, and suck, and suck and lick…until your hips are levitating.
You want your cock in my mouth? Do you really, really want it?
I wrap my hand around the base. You feel my breath flutter over the crown…then I’ll step away.
My muse is calling, so I have some writing to do.
If you’re a good boy, I’ll come back and finish what I started.