after a rough day

The lights are off and there are some candles lit. She's had a pretty rough day, and I've promised to do something nice for her, because she deserves it, and she needs it. Sometimes, almost all the time, really, a little affection and love are the perfect antidote.

I have her lay on the bed next to me, and tell her to look at the candles burning on the desk across the room. I tell her to imagine all the stress and worry and anger and crap from the day streaming from her body into one of the flames across the way. Immediately, she starts to relax. I tell her that she should imagine good feelings, energy, and calm coming back to her in the same way from one of the other flames.

Little by little, the day slips away.

I start touching her softly, the palms of my hands slipping slowly over the fabric of her shirt, my fingers tracing the line of her collar. Almost slipping under, but not quite. She asks me to kiss her, and I do.

I start with her lips, kissing softly, quietly, not rushing or moving to fast. I kiss her eyes, her face, the line of her jaw, down to her neck and up to her ears. She tells me to tell her that she's beautiful, and I do, because she is. She is the most beautiful thing I have ever known.

Slowly, taking all the time I need to take, I touch and kiss and love her. Piece by piece her clothing comes off until she's naked and perfect before me. I kiss and touch her entire body, trying to make sure every single inch of her knows that it is loved.

She tries to reach out to me, to return the favor, and I gently remind her that this is all for her, that I'm fine, that my pleasure is providing this for her. My expression of love is all that I need.

When my lips finally find the hot, wet slit between her legs, it's like coming home. She gasps, moans, arches her back. She tells me "You don't have to... oh god that feels sooooo good..."

She tastes so good. It's indescribable: subtle, rich, sweet, tart. Delicious.

I take all the time I can, moving slowly, gently, loving her with my mouth. She finally lets go, enjoying it, needing it. With my lips and teeth and tongue and fingers, I try as best I can to show her how much I adore her. I slowly build the intensity, listening to her moans and feeling the way her body's reacting to me.

And then she's coming, hard. I try to keep going, touching and licking her, but it's too intense, and she pulls me up to her, asking me what I need, what she can do for me. I hold her close, whisper that I'm fine, tell her again that my pleasure tonight is to please her. She doesn't understand, maybe, but she accepts it. She's relaxed, feeling better, ready for sleep.

A kiss goodnight.

apropos of nothing...

We're walking down the street last night, just after midnight. After some pretty amazing "I just got home from school" sex, we're hungry, looking for food, and she's had the idea of picking up some slices from a new hole-in-the-wall place about 10 blocks away. There's people all over the streets, hanging around the corners, standing outside of the bars, smoking and talking. It's a Friday night in the city.

Out of nowhere, she says: "If I had a dick, I'd line up some of those bitches on their knees, mouths open like little baby birds, blindfolded, hands tied behind their backs. And I'd feed it right to their faces: 'there's some for you (popping noise)... and you (popping noise)... and you (popping noise)...' It's the third thing I'd do, if I had a dick."

Curious, and laughing I ask, "What are the first two?"

"Write my name in the snow, and masturbate."

Really, it's why I love her the way I do.

a special purchase

I left her this note on the computer:

Ms Her:

Thank you again for remitting the final payment. Given the sensitive nature of this transaction, we appreciate your always prompt and courteous attention to this matter.

You will find your most recent purchase on the bed. We have taken the liberty of securing him, as you can see. This, as always, is so that in the event the mild sedative given him wears off, he will be unable to leave or escape.

Please note that the sedative mentioned above, as per our contract, is not harmful in any way, should wear off well before midnight, and will not impede or interfere with his performance in any way.

Prior to his arrival here he was thoroughly bathed and cleaned for you. Also, as per our contract, a complete physical was performed by our certified medical staff who pronounced him 100% healthy and free of any addictions, diseases or physical limitations.

As always, your purchase has been selected for you based on your requirements:

• He is young and healthy.
  
• Our psychiatric profile indicates that he is a masochist.
  
• He has no close family or attachments. He has been held by us, as usual, for four (4) weeks and there has been no inquiry as to his whereabouts.

As always, please contact us when you are finished and we will arrange for its removal.

Thank you again for working with us for your entertainment needs. We hope to serve you again in the future.

Somehow, I managed to cuff my own ankles and wrists to the bed-posts, and blindfold myself as well. When she came home and entered the bedroom, the first thing she saw was me, naked, bound, and pretending to be sedated.

She said "Oh... my..." and then I could hear her reading.

I listened to her taking off her clothes.

After that, it's a bit of a blur, as she climbed on top of me and proceeded to use and abuse my body, just like I wanted her to, just like she needs to. I slowly "wake up" as she's biting, scratching, clawing my body. She slaps my face and tells me that maybe she'll let me go if I please her.

I'm completely tied to the bed, there's nothing that I can do as she uses her hands, her mouth, her body on mine. Making me react, "against" my will. I try to play the part as real as I can, begging her to stop and let me go. But she ignores me and just keeps teasing me, getting me as hard as she can before she sinks down onto me and uses my cock to please herself.

And she cums so hard... and she's kind enough to let me as well, even though she knows she doesn't have to.