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Ive decided to embrace myself and search for what I am looking for. I am not new to submission, just being open about it.
A mentor gave me the first glimpse into the fantasy.. but it has since evolved. Ive come back to change it up so it fits more of what I desire now.
I imagine him coming in from his day. I see on his face that it hasnt been a good one. I can tell around his eyes that hes tired. I can tell by the set of his jaw he is aggravated and I can tell by the way he rubs his temples as he empties his pockets he is stressed. I go to him and softly kiss his lips, his hands slide over my hips around my back to embrace me. He holds me there a moment. I bury my face in his chest How can I help?. We linger. He says follow me. I follow him in the kitchen. He pulls out a chair and sits dawn grinning at me. Strip I Do. I fold my clothes neatly and place them on the table..I stand waiting for his next command as his eyes glide over me. I cant help but smile watching him. He has that look.. that look that tells me his wheels are turning and hes got something in store for me. He makes eye contact, nods toward the counter Go there. Place your fingers tips on the countertop and bend over. Spread your legs, raise onto your tiptoes. Now arch your back Ive done what he asks of me. He walks over and I feel him squeeze my ass, brush his fingers up my spine over my shoulder, he gently brushes one finger up the front of my throat tilting my chin up and head back before his hand takes a gentle but firm hold of my throat. Like this, Love. He lands a sharp playful slap to my ass as he leans down to bite my earlobe. Dont move. I hear him walk out of the room and a few moments later return and sit in the chair. I feel his eyes on me. I feel my body respond. He says nothing.After a time this position becomes very uncomfortable. My toes cramp. My calves cramp and threaten to spasm. I feel the little droplets of sweat beginning to on my aching lower back.. but I do my best to not move. Its inevitable.. after a time, my foot falters. Immediately I correct my stance but I know hes seen it. Theres a sharp smooth crack on my inner thigh from our leather braided crop. I bite my lip as I feel myself begin to drip for him. I feel the leather touch softly just behind my knee and slowly travel upward and inward. My body is even more tense with anticipation. I crave him. My muscles ache and Im not sure how much longer I can hold stance. There is a gentle but firm swat from the crop strait up between my legs and a gasp escapes my lips. I close my eyes and my mouth and begin to breathe through my nose to steady myself and recenter. I ache and I ache for him. As my methodical breathing soothes me.. I do not hear he has left his chair and is now beside me. I know this because his thumbs are firmly pressed into my calf muscles and traveling up to my thighs. Its such a sweet release of some of my pain. He travels up my thighs, over my ass and bites it as he passes. His thumbs are now at the base of my spine massaging my tense back and his warm hands are now helping. His mouth is at my ear whispering words of encouragement and appreciation telling me that I am JUST what he needed. I am lost in his touch and concentration of still trying to hold stance for him though its getting much harder...and then I feel him enter me. Every thought clears. Every stress from my day.. gone. I feel his hand slide up the back of my head into my hair getting a grip. One hand reaches around in front of me and opens me. His knowing hands cover what is his in all the right places... Better hold on Love...and Dont move.. or else |
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