Craving

I lie in bed, staring into the inky blackness of the night. My thoughts, racing, jumping from stressing over work, to what I want to eat tomorrow, and everything in between. In the silence and darkness, my brain is left to its own devices, running rampant, worrying. Alas, you are not here to assuage my worries, relieve my stress.

That is when I crave you most. Your warm, soft body lying next to me. The measured sound of your breathing, the gentle motion of your chest rising and falling, the almost imperceptible thumping of your heart pushing life throughout your body. Even with the lights off, our room is never dark when you’re with me. Your spirit shines so intensely, it overpowers every worry and care I have. I know I should be sleeping, letting you rest as well, but my need to have you overpowers reason and common sense. My body aches to feel your skin against mine, your lips on my lips, a moan escaping when I pull away to look at you. Every cell in my body hums with an energy unlike anything I have experienced outside of you, outside of us.

I gently rise from bed, kneeling over your body. I brush the tangled hair from your face and kiss you, starting with your forehead, your cheeks, the tip of your nose, and finally your lips. By then you are stirring, kissing back, fingers twisting around the hair on the back of my head, pulling me in, holding on for dear life. Your entire body awakens, pressing into mine, your hands hungrily exploring my body, searching. Finally, your hands grasp me, hard as a rock, a moan of content escaping your mouth and into mine. You know what I want, the reason I tore you away from your dreams, and you are happy to comply with my wishes.

You rise into my kiss, flinging the sheets back, one hand still gripping me firmly. With a practiced move you roll me onto my back, pushing my chest back and into the mattress, your ravenous mouth tracing every inch of me from my neck to my hips, your hot breath lingering on my skin. You want to draw this out, to make it as enjoyable as possible, not only for me, but for yourself. We both know you never are as happy as when you are pleasing me. As you lower your mouth to begin, I grab a handful of your hair and pull your head up. “Not yet little one. You are missing some things.” Your eyes light up in excitement, but your face sags into a pout, a whimpered “But Daddy!” escaping from your supple lips.

I reach over to the nightstand, sliding open the drawer, revealing all your pretty accessories, instruments of pleasure and pain. I rummage for a moment before coming up with your largest tail plug and your favourite pink, jeweled collar and supple leather lead. You whimper and squirm as you realize just how much I will take from you tonight, how total my domination of you will be. I sit up in bed, legs swinging over the edge. “Kneel.” You slip out of bed and sink to your knees between my legs, eyes and head downcast, body trembling. I put a finger under your chin, lifting your eyes up to meet mine, whispering softly “You are so beautiful to me my Pet. I have never wanted anything as bad as I want you right now.” My hands slide the collar around your neck, quickly tightening it and doing the clasp. It fits snugly, but isn’t uncomfortable; just enough of a presence to remind you of who you belong to. I clip the lead to the ring in front, firmly grasping it in my hand as I lift your face to mine to kiss you.

I stand, and pull the leash, leading you up onto the bed. I push your head down, so your perfect ass is in the air, proudly displayed. With a firm, calloused hand I push your thighs apart, spreading your legs. I slide a thumb over the growing wetness, parting your lips, slipping inside you. Your whole body shudders with the sudden rush of pleasure, your fingers clutching at the blankets, a gasp of pleasure rushing out of your body. I lube up a finger, gently probing your tight little ass, massaging it before sliding a finger inside. Your whole body tenses at the sensation, arching your back, your pulse quickening beneath my touch. I slowly ease my practiced fingers in and out, warming you up, stretching you out before I pluck your tail from the bed.

The glass is cold as the tip finds you; a gentle push and it begins to slide in to your willing and waiting ass. You reach back with a hand and tightly grab my arm, fingernails leaving angry red marks in my skin as it stretches you further and further. “Daddy!” you almost scream, the dual sensations of one hand massaging your clit and the plug being inserted almost too much to handle, my fingers slick from you. As it finally slides in you sag into me, whimpering. “That’s my good girl. Now, if I’m not mistaken, I interrupted you in the middle of something. Come here.”

I lie back onto the bed, pulling you up and over me as I sink back. “Thank you Daddy! I love when you make me wear my collar and tail for you.” I place a hand behind your head, pulling your face into mine for a long, slow kiss. As we break our embrace, I tuck some rogue hair behind your ear and whisper to you, “Of course Babygirl. You are the prettiest little Pet, and I love you dearly.” I let you go and you lie between my legs, your hungry mouth wrapped around me, one hand holding tightly in mine. My craving satiated, I relax and I lose myself in you. My mind is quiet, filled only with love and adoration for you, my perfect little Pet.

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