Needing To Feel Something

I just need to feel your skin against mine… don’t speak; good lord, please shut your mouth! I’m so sick of words! I long to be released from the confines of my clothes, everything slipping away except for my black lace lingerie that clings to my curves and the sultry high heels that elevate my confidence. You, on the other hand, are about to be thoroughly stripped. My toy for the night—or perhaps just one of many.

That’s better… now I can admire you completely. I take your hands, kissing gently inside the delicate, veiny part of your wrists as I secure cuffs around your wrists, the cool metal sending a shiver of anticipation through your body. “Now, place the bar over the door,” I instruct, my voice low and teasing as I watch you obey, the tension in the air thickening with every moment.

“Face the door,” I command softly, a wicked smile playing on my lips. I step back to gaze at you, my mouth watering at the sight of your exquisite form. Then, without warning, I take a well-deserved bite out of the plush softness of your peachy sub bum. The flesh yields beneath my teeth, and you gasp, a delicious thrill coursing through you.

As I run my fingers through my collection of beads and plugs, teasingly turning them on and off, I catch you stealing glances over your shoulder—your curiosity getting the better of you.

I can’t help but chuckle softly. “It’s a spankable offense to be so nosey,” I warn, my tone both playful and authoritative. But still, you can’t resist.

You must believe I'm going to simply spank your ass, but oh, how very wrong you are.

I select tonight’s set of vibrating anal beads, the anticipation buzzing between us. I slick them with lube, the sheen glistening tantalizingly under the light before I carefully insert them into your wonderful arse, a gentle but firm push that makes you shudder. I flick the switch, and the beads hum to life, sending ripples of pleasure surging through you. Your cock and balls twitch in response, and I can’t help but smirk at the sight, my own arousal swelling.

One more nibble of that glorious peach, and your body convulses at the sensation. I turn you around, locking eyes with you as I remind you of your earlier mischief. It’s time for your punishment. I select my shatterproof ruler from the toy trunk, the weight of it firm in my hand.

Your eyes widen in shock as I tease your balls, tracing the ruler along your sensitive skin before delivering a sharp crack to your cock. The sting is swift, but I’m quick to soothe it with my mouth, licking and kissing it better, my tongue flicking over the head with just the right amount of pressure.

“Oh, my poor sweet defiant boy…” I whisper, my breath hot against your skin. “You’ll think twice before misbehaving again.”

I lean back, teasing you with the glans vibrator, the sensation a slow, deliberate torment that leaves you a dripping mess. I can see how painfully desperate you are, but now it’s my turn to indulge.

You’re left tied, throbbing, and quivering at the door, the beads vibrating on full power as I reach for my favorite dildo. I settle onto it, my body enveloping the firm length, gasping as I begin to ride it, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me. My fingers dance over my clit, teasing and coaxing myself toward ecstasy while your eyes feast upon the sight.

Finally, I decide you've waited long enough. I untie you and look deep into your eyes. “Now, take me,” I command, my voice sultry and insistent.

And I mean it.

I want to be taken.

I want you deep, filling me completely, hard yet slow; every thrust an exploration, a claim. I want to feel you, every inch of you, igniting a fire within me that begs to be released.

Fuck me like you mean it, and let’s lose ourselves in a world where every touch is electric, every breath a whispered plea, and every movement draws us closer to the sweet, intoxicating climax that awaits us both