The Dream [MF] [BDSM]

The sexual tension was already building. Small touches, knowing glances. It was as if it was all a dream.

You were on your knees in front of the wood fire, admiring your handy work and basking in how proud you were of yourself for getting it lit it perfectly the first time. You look up at me and see me looking proudly down at you. I bend and place a finger under your chin, lifting gently. You take the hint and stand in front of me, still staring into my eyes.

My hand traces down your left arm to your wrist, gripping lightly. My other hand grabs your right wrist and I lean against you pushing you backwards against the closed door to your room. Before you can even register what is happening you feel our lips meeting and the passion takes you over, kissing me back deeply. You break the kiss and whisper into my ear all the confirmation I needed – “Thank you….Sir”

You turn to open your bedroom door. I stop you. “Not in there”. I lead you out to the front porch. It’s cool, but not cold. The cloud cover from the rain storm providing some insulation to an otherwise clear cold night. “Kneel” I instruct. Like the perfect submissive you are there is no hesitation. “Such a good girl”. I take one of the cushions from the outdoor chairs and put it in front of you. “You’re going to be here a while, use this”. You pull it back and place it under your knees.

I squat in front of you. You’re wearing pyjamas pants and a tank top; no underwear. I slide the straps of your tank top off your shoulders revealing your perfect perky tits. I order your hands behind your back and I gently caress both your tits at the same time, teasing your nipples lightly. I can see you’re struggling to concentrate now. Your thoughts being taken over by what’s currently happening. I lean in and flick your pierced nipple with my tongue, gently teasing you. After a few seconds I pinch your other nipple. You flinch and moan. This is exactly what you want. “What do you say?” I ask. You look at me…. “What do you say!?” I ask again this time more forcefully, pinching your nipple again and put a hand around your throat at the same time. “Thank you, Sir” you moan. “That’s a good little slut”

I pull down your pyjama pants, exposing your ass and pussy. You notice some rope on the table. “I found it around the side. Convenient isn’t it” I pull your arms above your head and tie your wrists off to the wooden porch railing. I squat and kiss you again. Tracing my hands down your body, over your nipples, across your thighs and back up to your pussy. I lightly trace over your pussy lips and clit piercing, I feel you try to force your pussy onto my hand. This gets you another nipple pinch and hand around the throat. “Be patient slut. You’ll be rewarded if you’re a good little fuck toy”.

I undo my pants and pull out my hard cock. As I take another step towards you you open your mouth. You know exactly what I’m about to do and you’re already loving it. I slide my cock into your eager mouth, feeling your tongue dancing all over it. “Good slut” I say as I grab your hair to control your head. “Good sluts get their throats fucked” I exclaim as i start pumping in and out of your mouth and down your throat, as deep as I can go. You’re moaning telling me you’re absolutely loving this.

After a minute or two I pull my cock out of your mouth, untie you and stand you up. “Thank you for fucking my throat, Sir” I hear you say. “Such a good little slut. My perfect fuck toy” I reply. I bend you over the outdoor chair, tying your wrists to the arm rests and your ankles to the legs. I walk around you, admiring you on display for me.

I run my hand over your perfect ass before spanking you, three times on each cheek. You keep moaning and your pussy lips flinch from pleasure with each strike. I kneel behind you, seeing your wetness all over your pussy. I lightly lick your pussy lips, stopping over your clit. You can feel the warmth of my breath… “please Sir. Please lick my pussy” you’re begging.

I give in, a couple of big licks through your lips and flicking your clit. I slide one finger in, then a second, rubbing your g spot as I flick your clit with my tongue. I pull those fingers out and swap hands. I take one of the fingers now slick with pussy juice and gently insert it in your ass. You’re moaning so deeply and out of control now. You’re being used as my sexual object and you can’t get enough of it.

Keeping my finger in your ass I stand up and slide my cock into your slick, dripping pussy. I know you’re not on birth control, so I have to contain my urge to fill you deep with a large load of cum. I fuck you for a few minutes. Finger in your ass, hand around your throat, spanking you every so often, and pulling your hair. You cum…hard.

Once you’ve finished convulsing I pull out and move around to the front of you. You open your mouth, eager to clean your girl cum off my cock. “Clean all of your pussy juice off my cock like the good little slut you are. Do you want your throat fucked, slut?”
“Yes sir” you mumble, still with a mouth full of my cock.
I pull back a couple of inches. “What do you want slut? Speak clearly.”
“I want you to fuck my throat, Sir. Cum down my throat, Sir”

I slide my cock back down your throat, pumping in and out. I lean forward and can just get my hand to your clit. I rub it hard as I fuck your throat for another minute or two. I can feel my orgasm building and start pumping your throat harder and faster, running your clit harder and faster too.

I cum. Unleashing my hot load into your mouth and throat. This sets off your orgasms and your screaming with pleasure on my cock. We both come down from our orgasms. I pull my cock out of your mouth “fuck you’re such a good little slut for me”.

“Thank you Sir. Thank you for your cum and for letting me cum, Sir” you exclaim, breathlessly. I untie you and stand you up. Pulling up your pyjama pants and your tank top. I hold your waist and pull you close to me, kissing you deeply and holding you tight. “Come back inside, beautiful. You did an amazing job”. We walk back inside, I take you back to your room and you fall in to bed, satisfied and exhausted.

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