I’m laying in bed here. We’ve all done it. The inability to sleep, wide awake. The thoughts start rolling, maybe inspired by a scroll through Reddit or Twitter. What if…..what if my dom just slid her hand down my chest ever so lightly, teasing me before slipping a hand into my underwear. Stroking my clit, playing with me the way a cat plays with its prey. Dark eyes staring at my squirming body, one hand slowly coming up around my throat.
“Shh. Quiet. Can’t moan if you can’t breathe fully.”
Soft whimpers. A hand stroking me still, sliding through my dripping wet mess. Taunting me as my hips buck up against her hand. I want more. I need more. She finally slips her middle finger in, curling it upwards. I let it a broken noise, stopped by the hand around my throat. Her finger pulls out slowly, replaced by two. So much more full then just one, but never quite enough. I buck my hips again, and her hand from my neck moves to my hips with a growl.
“Stay still, or you’ll regret it.”
A mumbled “Yes sir” comes from me, forcing myself to keep my body down on the bed as her hand keeps a tight hold on my hip. Not enough for her apparently, as she gets a belt and skillfully threads it through the bed frame and around my wrists. I let out gasps as she pushes her fingers back in and slowly curls them up, hitting every good spot, again and again before she pulls them out and circles my clit. Slowly and painfully. Too slow. I fight to keep my hips on the bed.
“Good. Good girl. Taking my fingers so well, maybe you’ll be able to actually take my cock like the little whore you are.”
“Yes sir. Please sir. More, m-“ my words cut off by a gasp as she forcefully begins to fuck me with her fingers. My thighs strain with the effort of keeping my body still. I pull against the restraints, full blown moans escaping my mouth. She somehow gets rougher, I can feel every movement of her fingers inside me, rubbing and thrusting against the spots that feel so good as her other hand begins to rub my clit.
“S-sir, please. Please, more, please..”
“Oh, the little slut wants it rough? Still not enough for you?”
“Please, I want to. I want to uh..”
“You want to what? Good whores use their words.”
“I want to cum. I want to cum sir, please, let me cum”
“Hmm. I don’t think so. Not yet. You’re going to hold it.”
I clench down on her fingers. I can’t hold it. It’s building. I can feel it tightening in my stomach as I force myself to keep still, arms tense and pulling against the restraints.
“I said hold it. You better not finish before I say so”
I whimper, rocking back and forth on her thrusting, curling fingers. “Ok sir yes sir”
“There’s a good girl. My good little whore. Now cum for me.”
I gasp, letting go as I clench around her fingers, droplets of cum dribbling down her hand. I writhe, shaking with the climax ripping its way through me. She prolongs it, slowly thrusting into me and rubbing my clit from side to side at the same time. It feels so good and slowly becomes too much all at once. She realizes this, and only planning for me to have one this time (a rare occasion), slides her fingers out. She flattens her hand and rubs me slowly, making me whimper in sensitivity.
“Good girl. You’re so pretty when you clench around my fingers”
I pant, trying to catch my breath. “T-thank you sir.”
“Of course, wouldn’t miss an opportunity to see you writhe like that,” she says with a smirk.
I smile, laying my head back as she unbuckles the restraints and rubs my wrists where the marks were. I roll into her, enjoying her warmth in my post-orgasmic state. “Give me a second, and I’ll help you out sir” I mumble.
“Alright, you do that”
She gives me a kiss on the lips and we make out for a couple minutes, while I recover. Eventually I slide my hand down her pants, and follow with my mouth. Let the fun begin…..
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/frlkcu/nighttime_thoughts