[fdom] Your instructions

Are you lying on your bed? Are you comfortable? Make sure you are comfortable. I intend to keep you here for while, a long while. Do you have your lubricant, your rope and a towel within arm reach? You’re going to need those. We both want your cock to feel good. I know I don’t want a raw blistered member wilting under my pressure. I want a tall, hard, smooth shaft, glistening and twitching on my command. Stay dressed now. Don’t rush things. Remember that hardness belongs to me.

I feel sexy dressed like this. My leggings are tight. I love the way they flex and pull with every step I take. I would never wear this pair in public as they slip up between my ass cheeks and hug my pussy lips. They feel nice against my pussy. They feel even nicer as I rub my pussy softly thinking about that hard aching cock between your legs. My hard cock between your legs. You know how disappointed I would be if you were already touching it.

I need you to show me that that cock is mine, that you are willing to secede control to my desires, my whims. I need you to show me that my pleasure is your pleasure. Reach down and cup your balls. Say out loud; “these balls are yours mistress.” Don’t whisper it. Say it again louder. I want to know those balls are mine. Mmm. Are those balls mine?

Reach down under your pants. Cup my balls. Squeeze them. Don’t tickle them. Squeeze them hard. Hard enough you can feel the ache seeping toward your anus. Hard enough you can feel my balls trying to hide inside you. Say it out again; “these balls are yours mistress.” Release them.

Mmmm. I like knowing you are willing to feel pain for my pleasure. It’s time to take those pants off. Unhook that belt clasp. Lift your hips and slide the belt through the loops of your dress pants. Keep your hips up. Reach down and slide a finger down between your ass cheeks. Stroke that tight sphincter. Press your fingertip in. Let’s see if you followed my previous instructions and washed your ass carefully – pull your finger out and suck on it.

Your family and friends think you’re a normal functioning human. I know the truth. I know you would trade your life for one as my ass worshipping bitch. You’d trade it in a second to spend your days touching and stroking my ass. At first it irritated me when you’d deliberately chose the machines behind my regular treadmill. I thought you were just a creepy fuck. Another macho gym guy imposing his desire on the women who came to look after their health and wellbeing. Another guy who would objectify the women around him and then sneak back to his crummy townhouse and beat off while fantasizing about “owning dem hoes.”

I was flattered when I realised it was just my ass you obsessed over. That’s when my gym outfits started getting increasingly risqué. I felt a rising sense of power when you dropped that dumbell on your foot because my satin thong was clearly visible as I squated less than 6 foot from you. Your spluttering nervousness as I came to your aid was almost cute.

As I knelt in front of you and elevated your foot I could see your cock pulsing in those shorts you wore everyday. I knew you were a little bitch as I looked you in the eye and whispered; “I can see your precum.” You reddened viciously. I went for the kill, slowly twisting your damaged foot while watching the sweat build on your brow: “Taste your own precum for me.” I held your gaze as you slid your hand down into your shorts, the smell of sex wafted out as you pulled your fingers up to your mouth. Watching you suck your precum off your finger I knew you were my bitch.

I’ve enjoyed this stroll down memory lane. I I must admit I’ve been rubbing my pussy lips rapidly remembering that day. My cum has soaked through these spandex leggings enough that each stroke is making that lovely wet squelching sound. I know you wish you here to suck the cum from my pussy.

I hope you are still lying on your bed with hips up holding your belt in one hand. If you have given in and stroked your cock you will now slap my balls with your belt buckle. Slap them hard bitch. If you’ve been good and your cock is twitching in your pants and oozing precum, you may reach down for taste.

Remind yourself of the day the cracks in your illusion of normality widened. Now thank me for the meaning I’ve brought to your life and wait there with that twitching cock for me as I drift off for a quick nap.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/d6ueg3/fdom_your_instructions