Laying you down naked. Your back cradled by the softness of a sheepskin rug.
Open fire burning, creating a seductive warmth and light that produces an enticing ambience. The crackle of the fire calming and seductive.
I drape a scarf over your eyes, removing the sense of sight.
Leaning forward, whispering softly in your ear. So softly that you strain to hear. Taunting you with words of what is to come.
Your mind begins to race as it takes the pictures I plant as a seed in your mind and begins to paint its own landscape of lust and debauchery.
I see your lips part and your tongue subconsciously runs over your bottom lip.
Your mind is now in overdrive. Right where I want it. Heightened state of anticipation, mixed with anxiety of loss of control, not knowing what is to come.
My fingertips tracing the curves of your body. Touching, sliding, exploring.
Watching your chest rise and fall as excitement and anticipation within you builds.
My fingers trace circles around one of your breasts. Your chest rises in response to the softness of the touch that draws smaller and smaller circles as I get closer and closer to your nipple.
Your mouth opens as my fingers flick gently over your nipples, a moan escaping your lips.
That moan turns into a scream as I grip your nipple between my fingers and squeeze hard.
Driving my fingernails into the delicate, soft and supple skin of your nipple, changing the sensation you experience from lustful desire, to sharp, intense pain that makes you recoil and pull away.
Your hands shoot up and grab at my wrist. My other hand lashes out and slaps your face.
”Hands fucking down”
The words come out as a growl, but have a distinct tone that warns and takes complete control.
I lean forward, taking your breast into the warmth of my mouth. My tongue teases your nipple and flickers, offering respite from the pain just received.
I feel you relax, as desire builds and the sensation of lust drives through your body.
I smile to myself as my hand travels down south, your mind becoming consumed by pleasurable sensations invading different parts of your body.
My fingers reach your cunt. I feel your wetness and your body responds aggressively. Your hips raise up, desire driving your need to feel my fingers inside you.
My fingers slide across your cunt, building anticipation. Feeling your clit engorge as your excitement builds.
I slide my fingers inside you, feeling you respond. Hearing your breathing labour. Feeling the nipple in my mouth harden.
You moan as your body comes alive with lust, pleasure, desire and desperate need.
My teeth clamp down on your nipple as I simultaneously drive my fingers deep inside you. I bite down on your nipple, and you scream once again. Pleasure mixed with pain. Your mind not quite accustomed to this sudden shift in sensation.
Conundrum ensues. Your body desires the pleasure, yet your mind catapults at the pain as it is delivered.
I am the artist. Your body my canvas.
Tonight I’m going to create my masterpiece…
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Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pdta4a/pleasure_vs_pain
Very hot