[MF] More than just whips and chains: One word, “Yes.”

———————————– Prologue ——————————–

 

If you ask people in the BDSM community about BDSM sex they tell you it is about more than just whips and chains, but if you go you /r/BDSM right now you will see, on its frontpage, that it is covered almost exclusively in imagery of devices for whipping and devices for tying people up.

Nowadays it is easy to find porn of all types, but I still find it difficult to find material that only focuses on the dominance and submission without getting a heavy dose of bondage and discipline or sadism and masochism. So with that in mind, I’d like to tell you all a story from my sex life, from a few nights back and I hope you enjoy it.

 

———————————- Background —————————–

 

I’ve been casual seeing this girl for awhile. She’s wonderful; beautiful, smart, and quietly funny. If you asked her if she was into BDSM I don’t believe she would say yes. She quite conventional when it comes to sex. Not uptight and prudish, because she definitely enjoys sex. That being said, even if she may not label yourself, in BDSM term as submissive, in the bedroom that she most assuredly is one.

In the bedroom, she does not want to be the leader. She’d rather lay there and wait for me to take charge. For me to lay over her and express my will and my desires. Outside of the bedroom she does not mind working and holding her ground intellectually. But, once in the bedroom, she wants to let go and to be dominated and commanded, to be pursued, fucked and possessed by the will of her man.

 

——————————– The Actual Sex —————————

 

The night started off casual, with her coming over and planning to spend the night. We enjoyed some dinner of grilled sausage, peppers, and onions, and then watch some TV before we decide it was time for bed.

We get ready for bed and climb under the blankets, from opposite sides of the queen size bed. Her from the left and me from the right. We are both already nude. She kiss me, before turning onto her right-side, back to me. The pursuit begins.

I snuggle into her; big spoon to her little spoon. My right hand and driving under her pillow to find her hand. My chest and belly aligned against her back. My pelvic bone resting against the top on her perky butt.

She began to wiggle her ass crack back and forth gently over my cock, silently indicating that she was interested in more that just falling asleep. My left hand explored her body; her thigh, her hip, her ribs and belly. I felt my excitement growing. My hand took control of her hip and then that gentle rubbing grew into a rhythmic grind.

My hand glided back down between her thighs. Her legs parted, as she rolled onto her back. I climbed on top of her, between her spread legs. I kissed lips, her cheek and ear, before I bit her, on the neck, making my desires clear.

She smiled and giggled out of both excitement and surprise. I took her breast firmly in my left hand and then took her nipple into my mouth. She recoiled. My mistake, I was overly eager and she was not ready for that much attention directly to nipple.

Most night I would repress my desires and proceed to tease her body until is was properly warmed up and able to handle the stimulation to her nipple, but that night was different. Emboldened by my desire and with increased confidence from previous conversations about me wanting to be the one who makes the final decision, in the bedroom, I flatly asked her, “Who make the rules in the bedroom?”

“But it’s cold,” she protested, and wiped off my previous kiss with her hand.

“I didn’t care,” I firmly stated, “Not tonight, tonight you’re only allowing to say “yes.”

She started to protest, but she did not want to break the rules of the game so soon.

“You enjoy pleasing me, right?” I chimed in.

“Yes,” she replied. “But…”

I kissed her lips and interrupted her protest. “Tonight I don’t want you to think. I just want you to feel. I just want you to listen and follow. I want you out of your own head and only feeling everything that is happening. You trust me not to hurt you, right?”

“Yes,” she replied, starting to squirm.

I took her neck and jaw into my hand I kissed her again, firmer.

“You like it when I take control of you, don’t you?” I pressed further.

“Yes,” she replied, her squirming was even more visibly, at this point.

“I want all of you,” held her breast, “Are you mine?”

“Yes”, she whispered, held her breath, and waited for what was about to come next.

“Your breast are mine,” I stated, as my lips returned to her nipple, once again.

“Yes,” she gasped. I kissed her breast again, claiming it again, as my own, and then a third time.

I squeezed her ass cheek, “Your ass is mine.”

Her legs parted, waiting for more parts to be claimed, “Yes.”

I told her to climb on top of me and she she willing compiled.

As the tip of my cock, just barely penetrated, inside her awaiting pussy, she smiled down at me. She is familiar with this game and was wondering how long I will hold out and tease us.

That night is not about teasing, though, that night is about control and taking what is mine. So feeling her wetness with my cock, I completely enterws her in one easy stroke. She gasped. My hands and arms firmly held her in place, regripping and exploring with each thrust.

“Your pussy is mine.”

She bit her lip, “Yes.” She exhaled deeply and let out a slight moan.

Her hips spendented, hoovering just in the air, my cock gliding inward and upwards, indulging myself. Her body tensed and relaxed under my manipulations. Her right arm wrapped around my back holding herself still and while her left propped her up. She’s looked down at me as grunts and moans began to escape from her mouth.

I firmly spanked finds her ass, “Only say yes,” I reminded.

Then a seemly endless stream of yeses followed, one after every stroke. With each yes spoken with even more intense pleasure. Her still eyes open and her mouth unable to close, from all the pleasure, she looked deep into my eyes. I licked my lips. My own pleasure was intensifying.

“Do you feel that,” I asked, knowing she can tell when I am getting close, and how excited she get in these final moments.

A loud whine of a yes sprung forward, out of her mouth.

“Are you ready for me to cum?”

She replied with another desperate yes.

“Are you ready for what’s yours?”

Her entire body moaned, “Yeeeesssss”

My cock emptied into her, twitching, again and again, until it completely emptied.

After we caught your breath, I asked with a mischievous grin, “Did you enjoy this game?”

She smiled back, “Yes.”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6e8wcx/mf_more_than_just_whips_and_chains_one_word_yes

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