I’ve wanted this type of meet for a while, my body craves it and so does my mind. I don’t think people realise just how much, the need for it overpowers everything else in my mind at times, and yet I haven’t had it. But it’s happening now, something I’ve wanted to experience for a while.
The couple; Experienced and sophisticated, people I trust know what they’re doing and I’ve met before. My desire to submit to them, or him in particular I have kept quiet, my inability to make decisions or express my desires when I’m around Dominant men, tells me I know I’m a submissive. My want to be accepted and to please and to not answer back in case I get something wrong reaffirms it, I have a dominant streak with women, until recently it made me the one that was in charge when it came to sessions, but this time it was different, with her it felt right. The mood and atmosphere in the room had me in a zone where all I wanted to do was submit to them both, but yet I struggled to tell them that. I let go of myself, I let myself breath and become what I’d wanted to be.
The weekend has been arranged, I don’t know what is to happen, the joys of again not having to make a decision. My body full of want and expectation, I’m not selfish but in this case I need to be, to think about myself and what I want and need out of this. Arriving there, I am greeted and glances exchanged as we travel back to his, conversation flows as usual, all the while the anticipation of butterflies swarm around my heart and stomach. But as it is normal to me, I don’t say anything, I don’t mention it. I let it flow.
I prepare myself for the evening, the process of getting ready is therapeutic, and the need to do it comes from my desire to please. My body alive with Goosebumps, my skin aware of every touch but I’m ready for this. I adopt my Position where it had been agreed, once I was ready, on my knees hands up and head down, Blindfold on. The music flows fluently in the background, slow and calming. As I ground myself into my own little world, the lighting low and warm, I give myself time to take in the sounds and environment, because that is very specific for me.
You can feel their presence as they enter the room, I’m not alone anymore, the footsteps a small sound that confirms that they’re both there. As the floor dips beneath me I feel a presence directly opposite me, the breath on my skin, the warmth as a finger traces along my shoulders down my breasts and nipples. The nails suggest to me it is her, teasing my body, she’s so close, I can feel her breath on my face, as she eases me into a kiss awakening my senses, the thought that he’s watching just turns me on even more.
She tells me to move, Gives me the instructions, ass up head right down, hands reaching for my ankles. I almost breathe yes mistress, as I battle against my desire not to speak as I don’t want to get anything wrong. What comes next is the feel of rope, the softness, sending shivers down my body. Wrapped around my wrists tugging and stretching me down and attached to my ankles, I feel the tug on my hair, as I’m told to open my mouth and a gag firmly placed. My body not completely comfortable now, but as it should be.
The suede being dragged across my skin is welcoming and soft, not that way when impacted though. Nails scratching the softness of my skin, up my thighs, over my risen cheeks and down my back, something I adore. The heavy set teeth drawn against my skin, pinching across my back, feeling those sensations takes me there, with small set spanks that increase in speed and hardness. Her fingers trace across my lips, feeling my wetness, making me release a soft moan from beyond the gag.
I’m there, as the flogging starts, the sharp sting of the flogger against my back and my ass, the air brushing against my skins as the suede strikes down, the warmth spreads on my skin. The consistency and frequency really starts to warm my skin, when I’m at that stage I feel my mind drift and as I wait for the next trikes, wanting them, wishing them faster and harder, for me the build-up is necessary.
I’m left there for what seems a while, while my skin radiates heat, I feel it everywhere, now my pussy wet and clit pulsing. The vibrations come next, placed on my pussy abruptly, not being able to move my leg closed, completely vulnerable to whatever they want to do, my blindfold taken off, as I relish the pleasure swarming my pussy, working me up, grinding against her hand, her fingers easily slipping inside of me, just making me moan even more, her finger rubbing against my clit, every inch aware that I have an orgasm building. I hear a whisper in my ear, as my hair is pulled back with force, telling me I need to say when I’m Cumming, tell her when I’m coming.
The orgasm reaches my peak, as I try to find my voice, with the gag it’s a lot harder, I try and moan it out, as it overwhelms my body sending my body into spasms, I shout that I’m coming. The vibrations taken away and cold jelly oozes between my cheeks, pressure pushing as a plug is eased into my ass.
My body still aware of the heat it is creating, the coolness of leather is soothed across it, a crop, or cane hard to make out, the strikes are hard, and paced, giving me time to adjust to the different feelings and sensations. My gag is roved as she lay in front of me roughly pulling my face onto her pussy, eating her with effort not wanting to disappoint. All the while the strikes come down frequently, my body shaking with pleasure and pain. I am pushed onto my side, my hands still attached to my ankles, in the position now on my back, I’m exposed. She takes the flogger and standing above me works away at flogging the rest of my body. Looking at her, into her eyes as he crouches down and I work away at his cock.
Time must of flown by, the sensations so overwhelming and pleasurable, my pussy soaked, in a state of true submissiveness.
My body being used and abused by them, it’s what I wanted and need. As the blindfold is placed back over my eyes, my arms are released and tied above me my body stretched out; little noises catch my attention, the music still soft and calming in the background. The burn of the wax is a shock at first; I wasn’t expecting it as it drops onto my body, over my stomach and breasts. Steadying my breathing, taking what they’re giving me, the wax stops and something placed around my neck, cooling and hard I assume a belt or collar. I’m laying my legs now spread apart; I feel my lips ease open as he slides his cock inside me. She then places herself on my face, riding it for her pleasure. Her grip around the belt on my neck, as he glides in and out of me she works on my clit.
Sliding out of my pussy he removes the plug in my ass, and I feel the pressure as he goes to fuck my ass. Her pussy grinding on my face, I can feel she’s close to coming, right on my face my body dazed with sensations, the heat and tightness from the wax my clit throbbing and the coolness around my neck, and I can’t see a thing.
Switching to a vibrator on my clit as he takes every hole starts a strong deep orgasm, the pressure around my neck increasing, she’s pulling as my body jolts and spasms, getting closer and closer to an orgasm, they both bring me right to the edge as I cum, her hands holding me down and tightening around my neck, my eyes dazed, and the brutality and consistent pressure on clit, forces me to cum over and over. As they withdraw, my body in a state of ecstasy.
A Fantasy or Reality.
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