bdsm order
I've told you to draw me a warm bath with a lot of bubbles.
You obey. You are bound to my orders and must follow my every
command and desire.
Standing in the middle of the room, I have you undress me.
Slowly, undoing the buttons on my silk dress. They flow
from the nape of my neck all the way to my ass. You see, this
is a 'special' dress. The front is made of lace
and a solid fabric. The neckline and the back, however,
is completely lace, and somewhat revealing. These buttons
are covered in fabric and become slightly difficult for
your fingers to unfasten. This delay only makes me hotter
for my plans. As your fingers continue down the middle of
my back, the garment slowly eases off my shoulders, half
concealing and half revealing my supple bosom. This fabric
softly caresses my skin as it begins to lower down off my
torso. But it gets only so far, as your hands continue to
undress me, I can feel your hardening cock pressing against
my ass, and between the cheeks, right through the fabric.
Sensing this pleases me, you linger your cock, just under
my crack, and tease it slowly moving it around my opening,
rubbing so gently.
Your hands have made some progress with these damn buttons.
I insisted on dressing this way to prolong the event, as
it stimulates me and you see this pleases me. I lower my hips,
my ass touches your cock......oh, I'm getting so wet.
Finally the final button that allows the garment to fall
to my feet is undone. Standing there, in my 'glory',
you admire your desires. My nipples are perked and hard,
goosebumps on the breast, in its erection.
I command you to disrobe, and I assist. My expert mouth finds
its way to your bulging fly, and my teeth grasp on to the zipper,
eager to set you free. On my knees in front of you, I look up
to your handsome face. Your jeans are hanging from your
hips, and I see you have surprised me with no undergarments!
I love it when you do that. Our eye contact firmly held, I
slip my hands through the open fly, and free your member.
Your stance widens, providing adequate balance for my
ministrations. My hands assist my mouth in completely
freeing your erect penis, and through my awaiting lips.
My deep red lipstick smearing all over the growing shaft,
outlines my efforts. Your cock tastes so good tonight,
and I show you how much.
Flicking the tip of the head with my tongue, I reach up and
take hold of your balls, and knead them. You jerk back in
delight and then quickly return to your stance. Your hands
reach down to assist my head, bracing it, from the forceful
entries into my moist, warm, orifice. You can feel my teeth
as the pass along the shaft, digging in slightly, almost
causing you pain. A glorious pain, you desire. Pumping
your hard pole into my mouth, and down to my throat, I begin
to sing, and the vibrations can be felt on your ass by my hands
as they caress your firm muscles.
OOOOOhhhhh... I say... on your dick as it moves in and down
my throat,
almost gagging me. I love it and want it deeper still. Pushing
my hands on your ass so your cock is forced further still
into my throat, I shudder, hhhhhhhh... under my breath.
Hearing the tub has filled, we pause. I instruct you to carry
me into the deep pool. Once deposited in the foam, I order
you to bathe me. We own many interesting tools and toys for
such labors. You select a large sponge mitt and insert your
cock into it. Directing the mitt on your cock, you begin
with my breast. I lay down on my back into the water to facilitate
your motions. Floating there, with my ears under the water,
I can hear Bolero on the stereo, even here under the water.
And I smile. My tits are completely erect and the bodies
firm under your cleansing motions. I look into your eyes,
and faintly detect a smile, though you deny it.
Slowly your mitt eases down my arms to my hands, where I wring
out the suds of the mitt onto my belly. Your hard cock then
positions itself over my lower pelvis and begins to work,
cleaning me thoroughly. Between my legs, your mitt takes
extra time to assure your work is effective. As I float by,
I finally release you from your labors, removing the mitt
from your manhood, and you take me, while I float. Bracing
yourself on the sides of the jacuzzi, you turn on the jets,
adding foam. The pumping of the water is in time to your pumping
me. Your hard cock is deeply within my vault, withdrawing
my precious deposits.
Wrapping my legs around your waist to ground my floating
body, your penis inserts deeper into my hole. My back arches
in delight! oooooohhh, I groan. You bend down, penis in
place, and begin to suck on my rosy breasts. The jets swirling
the warm water on my naked body turns it into a exhilarating
blushing tone. As my thighs squeeze onto your torso, you
can feel I am close to climax, and bite my nipple. So hard
in fact that I see a small trickle of blood on your chin when
you look into my eyes for commands.
As if by my own command, my loins are sufficiently charged,
and I make you rest your ass on a bench we have on the side of
the tub. Sitting sideways,
with me on your lap, my legs around your waist, I sit up and
kiss you longingly on the mouth. My body rising and falling,
your head connected to mine, we move as one. On my command,
I release you, demand your charge!
And you obey. We lay lingering, floating adrift our own
foam within the foam of the tub, for hours...
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