So I'm a little kinky and try to write the odd little short, or beginning of. I thought i'd share one to the collective....
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Perspiration stung his eyes.
The scented room, air hot humid and heavy, flared his nostrils with every slow deep inhalation he took. Hooded in darkness, his head floated above the wide strict posture collar that held him. A trickle waterfall of sweat snaked down his back meeting the ever present pool in the crotch of his catsuit.
Heavy and thick it took great amounts of lubricant and time to squeeze his already slim body into this new incorrigible torture device she had devised. Fitted with feet, gloves, restrictive corset, collar and hood, only the breath from his nostrils were open to the world.
Forced both by the boning around his waist and his neck stretched long and slender, he sat up straight whilst kneeing on his haunches. The large silicon plug that consumed his anus never far from his thought’s every time he made a slight adjustment to his position.
He sat patiently.
She dipped her ebony hand beneath the waters surface once more. Marvelled at the way the bubbles slid from her palm. The contrast of the smooth dark lustre against the delicate bubbles entranced her. Mistress loved to linger in her hot steamy bubble bath.
The snow flaked bubbles rained down from her finger tips, dancing ripples around the waters edge as she reached to the tray for her glass of red wine.
The sands of time unbound, he was brought unawares from his hypnotic state. Arms swaying a little as the glass released from the tray. He held firm. Better the man not to disappoint much was the devotion for this rubber clad figure that lay before him.
She replaced the glass once more and sunk back into the dark waters.
Her hands washed through the bubbles on the surface, trailing across her delicate second skin. Drifting beneath the surface she teased her outer coating circling ever closer to the pearls of her passions. Stretching forth she pressed her fingers firmly over her crotch. As if nudged in to life, dual dildos stirred within her womb, sliding effortlessly against each other. Smoky eyes closed tightly, her cherry red lips glistened and parted slightly. Clenched teeth rasping air as she floated on the wave of another climax.
The sound of faint moans could be heard through his thoughts. His cock strained against its expanding enclosure, drawn back into the fold of his loins once more.
She raised herself from the mountains of bubbles. An ebony goddess born to the dancing moonlight of a thousand candles, the roar of falling waters shattered the tranquil stillness of the night. Stepping out of the warm waters, smooth shiny toes felt downwards snuggling safely into the deep pile of the warm cream rug below.
She wandered off into bedroom.
Arms fatigued from the weight of the tray, he now struggled to keep control. Every breath haggard and rough, his mind swirled. She had been away for hours or what seemed to be hours. The concept of time was irrelevant.
An involuntary clench plunged his plug deeper inside. The groan rumbled and resonated through his entire body. A wry smile crossed her lips as she stood silent in the light of the door way.
Not a word was spoken.
With a sway of the hips her silhouette danced to invisible music, protruding from her slender body a large manly cock. Its lubricated shaft glistened from the sharp light of the bedroom.
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