Intertwined And Tied

The music plays, a bass-line pounds deep.

Lights flicker, our guiding glow.

Warm, soft, skin, skimming touch, with heavy rope, to bind and unwind you.

Musceles tighten, stress and release, balance, rising to the ring above.

I’m floating, falling, hovering, transcending pain and finding pieces of self.

And above it all is

love

safety

heat

passion

kink

comfort

levity

intensity

and a supreme belief in another being.

Intertwined and tied.

Ode To My Cock~

To stroke…
To suck…
To lick…
To nibble…
Long, deep throat strokes that almost gag, but taste so good
Short, shallow, teasing of better things to come
Light, teasing, tongue-flicking,
Wet, shiny, glistening pre-cum on the tip of my tongue
Tracing my tongue from behind his balls to the glistening head
Swirling around and around before slamming my mouth down
Gripping the base
Tracing a wet finger down, down, and around his ass
Finding my rhythm
Up slowly, sucking every long hard inch
Down fast, hard and tight
Up down
Up down
Up down faster, tightening my grip on his cock
Following my mouth with my hand
Up down
He moans, throws back his head, thrusts his head deep into the hot sucking opening to my soul
And his face, in the midst of his climax, reflects the total release of his defenses, his self
His hot cum shoots into my constricting throat, a river of life, threatening to break down my inner walls and outer defenses
Sliding down my throat, a piece of him is mine
I lift my head from my own special joy
To look at his face, his eyes, his body
And I smile.


Obeying Orders

“Spread your legs for me”  he told her.

She did as he asked. She spread herself, draping a leg languidly over the arm of the black Verksam desk chair. He could see the bright red of her panties, the slight hint of fur beneath. She ran a hand up a leg, blushing back at him as he stood in front of the closed door, hands behind him on the latch.

Dropping a hand to expose her curvy hips further. She smiled coyly, sheepishly she asked “Do you like the view ?”

“Remove the jacket and shirt,” he spoke.

His face was stern, not acknowledging her it seemed. But his eyes, black dark eyes, shimmering pools of nothing were fixed on her. She removed her jacket, then top, exposing matching red bra holding her bigger than average breasts together.

Her breasts were heaving in time with her breathing, they were jumping for his attention, gathering his focus, she could see him looking at them and it caused her nipples to set firm, pushing outward from the lacy bra.

He saw her look back at him, her smile was replaced by a hesitant biting of the lip.

“Put your hands behind your head.”

She did as told, her tits jumped forward, back arching displaying her hips seductively. He took notice of the curve of her hip, it shot from head to toe throughout his body, coursing through him, his body became electric, the feeling in him percolating, his cock was beginning to harden.

He walked over to her, she was hypnotized by his gaze, the words he spoke, the lean muscles were tight against his rolled up shirt, veins sprouted from his arm. Predator like he stalked around her, his eyes looking her up and down. She was nervous about what his gaze said to her.

She trembled with her arms behind her head, moisture building between her legs, she was aching for his touch, the flood inside of her was beginning to overwhelm her already weak dam.  She felt his touch on her neck and the floodgates broke.

He took her other leg and positioned the limb so it was hanging over the opposite armrest. Being sure to lightly graze her flooded reservoir, she moaned at his touch, pleading for him to kiss her. She instead received a silk blindfold covering her eyes.

” If you obey my love, if I have to remind you of the rules, it will be lash time.”

She quieted when she heard that phrase, “if you obey”. Obeying, her mind dove again to the calm waters where gently she floated.

Her body began to sway within the confinement of the chair, her hands were now behind her back tied, attached to her ankles, to restrict her moving her legs together. She knew he enjoyed her moving her body slowly, displaying her tits for him, her lips pouting aching for his kiss, the kiss she knew was to come. Inhaling the memory of his body to hers, his hard skin next to hers, floating on the waves with her.

He then caressed her neck, even slower than before, lingering on each bit of skin, fingering it lightly as it were a delicate instrument. Then suddenly spun the chair slowly around twice, stopping her directly in front of him.

He now looked directly at her, studying her body, she was his prey, this morsel was to be consumed slowly, savoring every last bit. Not knowing when the next opportunity for a meal would come along.

Her legs spread and tied in such a manner, allowed him perfect access to her fuzzy strip of fur between her legs. Covered in red lace, he stroked it slowly, causing her to moan deeply. He then produced a pair of scissors cutting away the barrier that separated him from his prize. He cut away the thong very brusquely, causing a slight whimper from his pet.

He then stood up to give her what he knew she was wanting, taking his time, to let his breath be felt on her skin, flowing  into her mouth to the ends of her feet, washing over her. She was stretching mouth open for his lips, he paused, then kissed her wetly, his tongue swirling around his, she was sucking him into her.

He leaned back from her, looking at her desire, her face wanting him, yet unable to tell him so. She could not ask him for anything, for that was against the rules, accepting this made her desire him even more so.

He returned to her aching pussy, inserting his fingers, tickling her clit, spreading her lips to tease her mercilessly. She had come once already, which was allowed, but now her swollen clit was pleading to cum once more.

He then pulled her hips to the very edge of the chairs leather seat. He then pulled a wooden ruler from the desk area, lightly tapping her pussy, she responded to each slap hungrier than the last, moaning for him, pleading for him to allow her to cum.

Slap !

“Not until I say my pet !”

Slap ! Slap !

He quickened the pace, seeing her face flush and moans grow louder. He stopped slapping her clit, her breathing was fast, he could tell she was about to cum again, yet he wasn’t going to allow to cum yet. Not until he had his dinner.

He decided that he should quiet her, by placing his cock in her mouth. The chair having superb adjustment easily facilitated this. He pumped his cock furiously into her mouth, her sucking it hard, he dove farther into her mouth. He enjoyed her sucking his cock right before she would cum. She attached her mouth to his member, sucking it firmly and not wanting to let it go.

“I am about to cum” he gasped between breaths

She knew as well, his cock was throbbing hard against her mouth, she felt his explosion inside of her, hungering for him desperately, her hips moving to an unseen cock.

She wanted to cum now, she pleaded with the cock in her mouth, as he came, she was begging to be allowed release.

He looked down at her, the cock inside her, eyes looking back up at her, pleading for his permission. Licking his cock with her tongue slowly, she asked even more seductively.

He gave her permission, but only with the paddle. And only if she could cum for him within fifteen seconds. If she did that then she would be allowed to fuck him tonight without any restrictions on orgasms.

All it took was five seconds and one slap of the paddle.

As she came all she could think of was fucking him later tonight !

A Quick Spank

Mia was naked, bent onto the table her round ass displayed seductively. She was blindfolded, her hands were bound in leather cuffs behind her back, her face laying on a pillow facing her left side. Her legs were spread exposing her ready lips, light brown pubic hair glistened in the light.  Marko was standing behind her naked save for spanking new white Nike shoes on his feet. He had just spent the last few minutes oiling both their bodies, taking his time to massage Mia, fondling her breasts,  allowing her to relax her mind, letting her body swim in the ocean of relaxation.

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Trantali Prisoners

The drivers whip cracked at the heads of the large oxen beasts laden with a wooden yoke over their shoulders, the beasts kept their pace solemnly. The Trantali driver was shouting  “on mokes on mokes”.

They were pulling a long low wooden trailer with poles in each corner sticking up to eight feet in the air, attached to the top of the poles were long beams that created the skeleton of a box. The design was purely functional as it was a slave wagon full of new slaves fresh from the Sundrin Hills. The slaves were all standing, hands cuffed by metal bracelets, linking each bracelet was ring, and through this ring a chain was attached which hooked the slave hands above her heads to the long beam running the length of the wagon. The slaves were naked and gagged, consistently without purpose it seemed they were whipped by the Trantali guards that flanked the slaves wagon on foot and horse.

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The Capture Of Andrealius

Her name was Andrealius, a daughter of the royal house of Harrsalin. She had the misfortune to be traveling in lands roamed by the rival Trantalia clan. The Trantali were a tribe of marauding, half civilized barbarians known for the vicious temperament as regulators of the slave trade.

Andrealius was crying with guilt about what she had gotten herself into. She hadnt meant to travel so far. She was tired and merely wanted to lay down to rest. Just a short, quick rest.  Her body was aching from the long ride.

The Trantalia caught her napping on the banks of the river Thysone. Andrealius had been traveling for three consecutive days before collapsing into a rush of thickets, only to awake on her left side with hands bound to feet, mouth gagged, staring at the back of a woman’s bushy, tangled head in a position identical to her own.  She saw the black leathers of the hairy, bearded guards, and immediately recognized it as Trantalia. Trantalia viewed women as a commodity to be exploited for profit. The Trantalia were a powerful tribe, rivals to her own people, and relations in the last few years had been tense. The Trantalia had ceased all trade with Raelonius, then delcared them a hostile nation.

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My Neighbor

Her lips felt soft against the sagging weight of his testicles. Her lips sucked them as they were grapes dangling in front of her. Her pink tongue slathered the cleft of his inner thigh. Reaching with her right hand she squeezed his upright cock, feeling the pulsing goodness exciting her to lick him even faster.

His name was Davis, he lived next door to Anna, who at this moment was thinking why she hadn’t met this Davis guy before. She was merrily slurping at the hardened cap, Davis hands were running through the dark locks, pushing her deeper onto him. Anna swallowed his cock, plunging her mouth down on the shaft and Davis’ cock disappeared into her mouth.

She started sucking him faster, Anna’s head bobbing up and down to her own rhythm,  Davis’ pelvis thrust into her mouth awkwardly. As his cock was throbbing against her tonsils, she thought of her office manager penetrating her from behind his large hands holding her hips tightly. She imagined her office manager would have a good size cock too.

The thought excited her, she removed her mouth from his cock held it firmly in her right hand while she proceeded to straddle him. Anna’s warm pussy covered him tightly, their  musky aromas blending in the air. Davis’ toes curled while letting out a loud groan, as she had all of his organ inside of her. Hungering for his mouth, she bent her slender body towards his, massaging his cock slowly with tight magical walls.

She straightened herself upright, nipples still pebble-hard, both out of breath, gasping.

“I dont want you to come yet”  Anna said, dismounting Davis. She stood up, walked to the end table drawer and slyly removed a pair of handcuffs. She turned, dangling them seductively from her right index finger, she looked into davis’ eye.

” I want you to hand cuff me bend me over and fuck my ass.”

Davis stood up, his cock still hard protruding from his sweaty body. He stepped towards her took the hand cuffs still without saying anything. He grasped her shoulders and roughly spun her light body around. Her breasts swung wildly which turned Davis on even more. Cuffing her wrists behind her, he spread her legs with his own feet. His cock was missile-like now, her pussy wet, swollen, pink with anticipation as he slowly nosed the head of his shaft into her.

She groaned, “Oh fucking god, that feels so amazing, I love your cock” Anna cried, ” fuck me!fuck hard!”, she was almost whining the words.

Davis slid his cock inside of her wetness, a tight pussy, he felt it clench around his cock hungrily. It filled her up, and she kept moaning “fuck yes” then began screaming for him to fuck her harder.

He grasped her hips, sliding into her deeply, thrusting harder, his rigid body becoming tighter, veins bulging. The slapping of their bodies kept the tempo of Anna’s screams of delight. The deep animal groans came and went.

“Fuck me harder fuck my pussy !” she cried. She was pushing all of herself into him. Her head between her legs, slightly bent. She loved being handled like this. To be used so thoroughly, like a toy to be fucked, she wanted to get the most out of this neighbor but she could tell he was about to cum.

Davis was driving his cock into her faster with each thrust, he was to the point of elation, his love piston pounding hard, then everything stopped. He exploded into her, his body sagged, and hr struggled to keep from falling over. She leaned back into him straightening herself, his cock still inside her, she arched her neck nuzzling against him.

“Your cock is so fucking amazing, I had no idea you could be so neighborly.”

“Anytime I can be of help, or you know, if you need to borrow some sugar.” he replied running his hands over her hard nipples.

“Hah!”she said, “I will remember that, now if you dont mind I need to clean up”, kissing his cheek, then tilting her head to the door.

Davis, surprised at this lack of thought for his feelings, mutely walked out the door. Anna, seeing him leave, just smiled, and turned to go shower.

~JM