Tonight You’re Mine…
I smoothed my stockings slowly from toe to thigh, attaching them to my suspenders and straightening the seams as a shiver of anticipation made my nipples hard. I adjusted the crotchless thong currently attempting to soak up my arousal, and then slipped on the high heels I knew he would love.
I imagined him on his way to meet me, driving with a hard on; his head full of filthy images. We’d been teasing each other all week and I knew how desperate he was to fuck me, but tonight he was mine.
Finished with myself, I turned my attention to the room. He’d booked a suite, a luxury he always insisted on and this one was beautiful. There was a huge bed with an ornate mirror above the headboard and champagne on ice, ready for his arrival.
I laid out my tools. The cuffs to restrain him and the ties to secure him. The mask to blind him, the paddle to control him and finally the main attraction; the big, thick strap on. I stroked the surface of the fake cock, testing the vibrations on myself, quivering at the power of it. I couldn’t wait to use it on him. It had been my fantasy since we met, because I knew he would let me. He was always surprising me with the limits he pushed me to, but not tonight. Tonight it was his turn.
He knocked on the door and I opened it, smiling as his face broke into a naughty grin as he took in my outfit.
“Hey baby,” he said kissing me. I breathed in the warm scent of his skin then pushed him away.
“Take off your clothes.”
He held my gaze for a moment as he realised what I was up to. My heart melted at the look in his eyes, the lust on his face making me wet. He removed his shoes and socks and unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his chest then slipping it off his toned shoulders. I bit my lip as I watched him, indicating that he remove his trousers too. He unzipped them, teasing me and I raised my eyebrow. I didn’t want to wait.
His cock jutted out from his groin, gloriously hard. I wanted to drop to my knees and worship him but he was looking at me expectantly.
Pushing him face down onto the bed, I raised his arms above his head and secured his wrists with the cuffs, in turn securing them to the headboard. Then I fastened the silk tie around his eyes, cutting off his vision, heightening his other senses.
“Don’t move,” I said, brushing my fingertips over the curve of his arse, a hint as to where I would be focusing my attention.
I stepped into the harness and secured it tightly. Immediately I felt a surge of power. I turned, looking at the strange appendage in the mirror. Wrapping my fingers around it, sliding my fist up and down its hardness I imagined it was real. I wanted to fuck him with it.
Climbing back onto the bed, I pushed his thighs apart with mine and slowly dribbled warm oil across his shoulders and back, finishing with a pool over his cheeks, letting it run down the cleft between them. I smoothed it into his skin, listening to the moans of pleasure as I rubbed the stress out of his body. My cock rubbed against his thigh and he gasped, trying to turn his head, earning himself a slap with the paddle which made him moan again.
“Is that…?”
“Quiet!”
“But babe,” he said and I punished his insolence with two more spanks to his smooth cheeks. I watched his flesh as it turned pink and spanked him again, the way it made him squirm making me wetter.
I reached his arse and spread his cheeks dipping my head between them, my tongue finding his tight pucker and pushing inside. I was rewarded with a deep groan that made my insides melt. Oh how I wanted him, to watch my cock slide inside his arse and hear him moan.
I dribbled lube again where my tongue had been, slipping the tip of my finger inside him. He was warm and tight around me. I felt him relax and added a second, stretching him as I did. He bucked against my hand and I spanked him again, eliciting another sexy groan.
I couldn’t wait. Lubing my cock, I pulled his hips up, opening him to me. I placed the tip against his arsehole and slowly pressed inside him. I felt invincible watching it disappear into the tight hole, watching his muscles grip me, feeling him tense then relax as I pushed further in. I didn’t want to hurt him but the urge to fuck him hard was so strong. This must be how it felt for him, to have me at his mercy as he plunged inside. I pushed deeper in as he pushed back, watching my cock as I fucked him, pulling back and then sliding deep inside. I knew from the groans that he was enjoying it as much as I was.
I pulled out of him, rolled him over and removed the blindfold. I knelt above him, making him watch as I pushed back inside him, our eyes locked together as I fucked him again. I watched him squirm, my dick pushing inside him and his twitching against his belly. I wrapped my hand around him and jerked him off as I fucked him hard, the thrust of my hips bringing the vibrations in direct contact with my clit, until I couldn’t hold it back and as I came I watched him shoot a thick stream of cum right across his belly.
I slipped out of him, bent my head and licked the cum from his stomach, working my way up his body, kissing him so he could taste himself on my lips.
“Who’s in control,” I whispered
“You are,” he said, stroking my hair behind my ear, a soft smile on his lips. “And I love it.”