whit284
whit284@comcast.net
Fun Fun Fun
funfunf.txt
BDSM
M/F Dominance, Submission, Pain, hot wax and anal

I smile as I reach for the cell phone. I know exactly where you are and how
you're feeling. You're in your car and you just took your final. And you're
probably all pissed off. That's why this is going to be so much fun. I dial your
number. You answer quickly, the smile coming to your face as you recognize my
voice. After a few minutes of small talk I ask you if we can meet for coffee,
our codeword for a rendezvous. In a flash you respond yes, of course. This will
be just what you need right now.....a stress buster. I smile knowing I will have
a good time with this.

In a commanding voice I tell you I will be there in an hour. I'd tell you I want
you clean, short shaven, douched and in my favorite position when I get there.
My favorite position is with you on your knees naked with your ass resting on
your heels. Your knees spread wide your palms turned up resting on your
kneecaps. You're wearing a blindfold and you have the headphones for your stereo
on. Your back is arched thrusting your tits out. I tell you to unlock the front
door and be ready for me when I get there. I hear the hesitation in your voice
as you realize how compromising this position may be, especially if your son
comes home early or the neighbor walks in for coffee. I don't give you a chance
to argue with me I just the hang up the phone. I know you'll be ready for me.

I arrived fifteen minutes early, pretending to knock on the door I walk right
in, walking quietly so as not to alert you to my presence.. I am so pleased that
you are ready for me with your nipples hard and your labia swollen. I know it
must be killing you that you can't touch yourself right now. All of your toys
are laid out on the coffee table. As I quietly sit on the couch I can't help but
stare at your body and face. You make a wonderful submissive. It is so hard to
sit there with the anticipation building. My cock is hard as I stare at you. I
slowly strip, being careful not to let you know that I'm there. I sit on your
couch, drinking in your view, playing with myself.

After a few more moments I cautiously come up to you, reach out and grab your
hair, tilting your head back. You gasp with surprise hoping it's me, praying
it's me, wondering if it is indeed me. You know better than to call out as
you'll be punished for this; however your mouth hangs open in surprise. I run my
finger along your lips to feel the softness and I slip it into your mouth and
like a good little submissive you suckle on my finger. After a moment I take my
finger out of your mouth and run my hand down your throat. There is something so
sexy about stroking your naked throat while you're in this position. It gives me
a feeling of such power. I work my hand down to your right breast circling the
nipple, then tugging on it... I know this gets you hot so I do it to your left
breast as well. You love having your nipples tugged and I love doing it to you.
As I pull your hair farther back you arch your back, placing your hands on your
ankles, knowing this is what I want. Exposing your pussy to me. I can smell your
pussy now; the musky smell is driving me nuts. I slowly and lightly stroke my
hands up and down the insides of your thighs, getting so close to your cunt and
yet never actually touching it there.

Your mouth hangs open, your nostrils flaring as you pant, you're so horny and I
make you wait. I like that you're horny but you know enough not to move. On the
table is my favorite crop and I reach for it, you sense the movement in front of
you, knowing I'm going for a toy. You just don't know which toy it will be. You
will soon enough. I stroke the crop down your naked throat raising goose bumps
as I go. I stroke the crop down your left breast stopping at the nipple. I then
flick your nipple three times with the crop and you whine for me. I love hearing
you make that sound, it makes me so hard. I strike your right breast three times
as well and you groan. As I trail the crop down your stomach, it is torture to
proceed as you know what's coming and yet you can do nothing about it. I am you
master. Your pussy lips are so swollen now, gleaming with juices, hot with
passion as you want to close your thighs for you know there's pain coming but
you don't dare. With a flick of my wrist I strike the inside of your left thigh
followed by the right one. You cry out expecting it to be on your pussy and for
breaking discipline you will be punished.

You sense my reaching in front of you to the table again. But with the
headphones and blindfold still on you can see or hear nothing. You have no idea
what I picked up. It's a tapered candle. Because you were still leaning back
this gives me access to all of your private areas and I slowly drip hot wax on
to your breasts. You squirm yet you remain silent and I think to myself.... good
girl. As the hot wax makes its way down between your thighs you arch your back
even more, thrusting your pussy higher into the air. You want it but you don't.
Pain and pleasure, it's a cruel combination. The hated hot wax, awaiting each
hot drop. You want the hot wax on your pussy next but I'm too cruel as I blowout
the candle and bring the base down to your lips. And in one smooth quick plunge
I insert 6in. of the candle into your cunt. And I leave it there. I lift the
earphones long enough to tell you to count the strokes. I pull it clear of your
lips and then slide it back in and I make sure the heel of my palm presses down
against your clit. You count out loud the number.... One! Slowly and steadily I
work my way up to twenty strokes, and I remove my hand. The pace was much too
slow for you, you're on the edge but you can't make it over. You sigh in
frustration when you feel my hand come away from between your legs.

With my left hand still in your hair I bring you back up to upright position and
then push your face over into the rug, squishing your breasts down into the rug.
This forces your ass into to the air and with your knees spread so far apart,
everything is exposed. The candle is still sticking out of your pussy. I play
with it, rotating it and sliding it in and out, listening for those little
whimpers I love so much. The candle is so slick with pussy juices; it's very
difficult keeping it inside. But you know if if it comes out you will be
punished with the wooden spoon. And the wooden spoon will really sting. You hate
the wooden spoon.

I have lubricated my index finger and I start to play around your asshole. As I
push my finger in you fight me. I think your resistance is more for my benefit
then for yours because right now you are so hot you'll take anything hard and
fuck it. Once my finger is in completely I give you a minute to adjust, playing
with the candle while rubbing your clit with my thumb. I feel you pressing your
ass against my hand, slow movements, sliding forward and backward, you're so hot
now you're ready to blow. I withdraw my finger and put the head of my cock up
against your ass. With both hands on your hips I hold you there, I feel you
pressing against my hands. Not yet I'll give it to you when I'm ready to give it
to you! When I'm ready I start pressing and I hear your gasping and panting as
the head of my cock forces it's way in. Your ass is opened wider than it's ever
been opened before. Finally the head pops in and I hear you exhale. I don't give
you a chance to adjust as I continue pressing deeper. I hear you moan as my cock
bottoms out in your ass. Now I give you a moment to adjust. I tell you that you
can play with the candle if you like. Your hand goes to the candle in a flash as
you start sliding it in and out furiously. I notice every time the candle goes
in you make small circles with your thumb up against your clit. As I start to
pump my cock in and out of your ass, you shiver with pleasure, and this excites
me even more. I watch my cock slide in and out and I cannot control myself....it
is so hot to watch. As our tempo increases so does your moaning I know you are
close and so am I. I no longer hold back. My body tightens up as my load spills
into your ass... This is all you need to push you over the top. I feel your ass
clench down on my cock. Your body spasms over and over again and you cry out. I
wondered if you can even breathe with your body shaking so much. Finally you
settle down and your trembling subsides.

After a few moments we both lay down on our left sides with my cock still inside
you but softening. You start to laugh and you squeeze my cock as you do. I ask
you what you find so funny and you reply that next week is the final not this
week. We will have to do this all over again. A wave of love for you flushes
thru my body as I hug you tightly. Life is good with you in it...so very good.