I was summoned last night...not for punishment, but for pleasure. For reasons known to us...
He gave me a choice and I made my decision...the implement he would be using. I did so without hesitation, knowing exactly what I wanted...anticipating it even before he offered.
Behind closed eyes I could see flickers of light from the candles that glowed softly. Without warning there was the whisper of softness against the white skin of my breast. The ends trailing softly over the swell of flesh. A pause and then the other breast was treated in the same fashion...a brief kiss of what was to come. Again and yet again.
I was quivering with the need of it. Trembling with the thoughts of the pleasures yet to come.
And then he struck. A dull thud across the shoulders. A second time. A third. He began to move faster; I could feel the wind his movements were generating, hear as it whipped through the air. The blows that rained down on me were pure heaven, pure love. There was a pause in his work. He continued, doing things he had not done before but which excited me thoroughly. The blows continued, seemingly to hit everywhere at once. It was exquisite. Beautiful.
After, he caressed me and kissed me softly. We were complete.
He gave me a choice and I made my decision...the implement he would be using. I did so without hesitation, knowing exactly what I wanted...anticipating it even before he offered.
Behind closed eyes I could see flickers of light from the candles that glowed softly. Without warning there was the whisper of softness against the white skin of my breast. The ends trailing softly over the swell of flesh. A pause and then the other breast was treated in the same fashion...a brief kiss of what was to come. Again and yet again.
I was quivering with the need of it. Trembling with the thoughts of the pleasures yet to come.
And then he struck. A dull thud across the shoulders. A second time. A third. He began to move faster; I could feel the wind his movements were generating, hear as it whipped through the air. The blows that rained down on me were pure heaven, pure love. There was a pause in his work. He continued, doing things he had not done before but which excited me thoroughly. The blows continued, seemingly to hit everywhere at once. It was exquisite. Beautiful.
After, he caressed me and kissed me softly. We were complete.
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