TeachMeSir
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So, this was addressed in another post & we thought it should have it's own.
Receiving oral sex for me can be either a submissive act, or one of equality for me.
Let me explain. In a mutual act of pleasure I know that he is doing it because he is willing to for me. It may be that he likes my taste or smell, my reaction or just pleasuring me. But he does it also because he knows I like it.
However, imagine this. I am ordered to strip seductively for him, then walked over to a full length mirror naked, his hands holding my wrists behind my back & my breasts pushed out. With his other hand he reaches down and feels how wet I am before tracing his fingers around my lips & then teasing me when he sees my tongue flick out hoping to catch a taste. Removing his hand back to between my legs he starts to rub me and my knees give way as I push my hips harder into his hand. He whispers in my ear that he owns me completely and that he controls everything, including my orgasm. Then my hands are tied behind my back & I am laid on the bed, my bound wrists under my hips, lifing myself and presenting myself to him. I am ashamed of how available I am to him, can't believe the way my legs seem to have opened wide of their own accord as he steps back & just looks over his pet as I am unable to stop the slow gentle thrusting of my hips as I try & entice him to use me. He then pulls me to the edge of the bed, my heels just perched on the side of the mattress, my hips scooted down as close as they can be, my knees in the air before he pust on hand on the inside of each & pushes them apart. Then he slides one finger into me, hooking it to rub me and looking down into my eyes when he reminds me that he controls my orgasm and I will not come without his permission. I can not ask to come. I must wait till it is granted. Slowly lowering his head to between my legs he traces his tongue along the inside of my thigh, his thumb gently rubbing my clit before his tongue finally replaces it. Then the dance of denial. He brings me to the brink more times that I can count till I can't help but beg to come,which I know will get me trouble. He removes his mouth from me & with his thumb back on my clit, knowing that I would prefer to come on his tongue, grants me the permission as he watches my face, my head thrown back & my neck exposed, my body is quivering. He knows that I am enjoying it and I can ride this orgasmic wave for a while, but gentely removes his hand before I have finished and watches the deapsir on my face, listening to the moan of denail. Waiting till he knows my body is no longer immediately orgasmic. Then he enters me, pulling my hips closer to the egde of the bed, using me for his pleasure. I am definately his submissive.
Receiving oral sex for me can be either a submissive act, or one of equality for me.
Let me explain. In a mutual act of pleasure I know that he is doing it because he is willing to for me. It may be that he likes my taste or smell, my reaction or just pleasuring me. But he does it also because he knows I like it.
However, imagine this. I am ordered to strip seductively for him, then walked over to a full length mirror naked, his hands holding my wrists behind my back & my breasts pushed out. With his other hand he reaches down and feels how wet I am before tracing his fingers around my lips & then teasing me when he sees my tongue flick out hoping to catch a taste. Removing his hand back to between my legs he starts to rub me and my knees give way as I push my hips harder into his hand. He whispers in my ear that he owns me completely and that he controls everything, including my orgasm. Then my hands are tied behind my back & I am laid on the bed, my bound wrists under my hips, lifing myself and presenting myself to him. I am ashamed of how available I am to him, can't believe the way my legs seem to have opened wide of their own accord as he steps back & just looks over his pet as I am unable to stop the slow gentle thrusting of my hips as I try & entice him to use me. He then pulls me to the edge of the bed, my heels just perched on the side of the mattress, my hips scooted down as close as they can be, my knees in the air before he pust on hand on the inside of each & pushes them apart. Then he slides one finger into me, hooking it to rub me and looking down into my eyes when he reminds me that he controls my orgasm and I will not come without his permission. I can not ask to come. I must wait till it is granted. Slowly lowering his head to between my legs he traces his tongue along the inside of my thigh, his thumb gently rubbing my clit before his tongue finally replaces it. Then the dance of denial. He brings me to the brink more times that I can count till I can't help but beg to come,which I know will get me trouble. He removes his mouth from me & with his thumb back on my clit, knowing that I would prefer to come on his tongue, grants me the permission as he watches my face, my head thrown back & my neck exposed, my body is quivering. He knows that I am enjoying it and I can ride this orgasmic wave for a while, but gentely removes his hand before I have finished and watches the deapsir on my face, listening to the moan of denail. Waiting till he knows my body is no longer immediately orgasmic. Then he enters me, pulling my hips closer to the egde of the bed, using me for his pleasure. I am definately his submissive.