When an editor has time..i'm in no rush

[moosiedear]

HI,
Ive been a member since 04 and spend a lot of time reading lol.
Ive finally decided to bite the bullet and and write something myself...now i need some constructive criticism.
Its taken me a few months to get this far, so i dont mind waiting till someone has time to rely
Its a bdsm romance, about 5000 words, done in abiword but will open in word pad or office etc.

 

[moosiedear]

might work better if you had something to read lol... any and all comments will be appreaciated

I think it was Winston Churchill who said 'if your going through hell.. keep going'

My reluctant master

The constant roar of the aircraft engine, the blanket of cloud drifting passing my window, the hushed chatter of the other passengers lulls me into a quiet space in my mind and as i reflect on the events in the past that bring me to the present..i feel my body respond as it always has when he is on my mind. Its a six hour flight, I will arrive in Manchester at 4 am so i settle deeper into my seat, pull the light blanket over me, close my eyes, savouring the tingling arousal between my legs and drift off into a state between sleep and awake.

In a few short hours i will meet my lover, my best friend, my soul mate, my Master (albeit a somewhat reluctant one).

..I first met Jake on line about 8 years ago, in a chatroom for the over 50 crowd. The room was quite full, some 30 or 40 people, all chattering away making glib comments, inquiring as to each others health, families, work day etc. One chatter attracted my notice more that the others, his nic was Jazz.

Not only did i find his nickname attractive but something else, something i still cant put my finger on, drew me to him, made me notice and respond to his comments more than i would normally do. I was thoroughly enjoying the banter between us, we both had a wicked sense of humour and hurled insults back and forth, all in fun of course. After an hour or so i clicked out of the room and went about my business elsewhere, but it seemed that for days afterwards, every time i went into that chatroom, and occasionally other rooms, Jazz would be there. It didn't take me long to realize I missed him when he wasn't there. He turned me on, simple as that.

Almost two weeks after i first encountered Jazz, I was once again online in that room, I'll admit to being somewhat bored because he wasn't there, and was about to call it a day when i saw his nick appear. Almost immediately i noticed a button on my task bar begin to flash signaling that i had a private message, from Jazz. I grinned and opened the message window. My nickname at the time was mouse.

"Hi mouse, I know its a bit presumptive to invite myself into your whisper without asking on screen first, but I don't like my private life in the public domain of a chatroom. Can we talk for awhile?" 'I was thrilled, said yes, and my life took on a whole new meaning that night.

Our initial one on one conversation lasted about 5 hours, nothing in particular was discussed just general observations and idle chatter, it was as though we'd known each other all our lives, at times we paused, neither able form new ideas, but it was enough just being together.
One of the things we learned, which still astounds me, is that we both recognized the attraction right from the start, the taunting and baiting, the insults we hurled at each other in the chatroom, were all part of the game of getting to know each other. I was 55 at the time, he 60.
In a chatroom, i was vivacious, loud, animated, full of fun,a jokster a 'dumb blonde' and a total brat. I could hide behind that screen and be someone everyone wanted to be with.
In my real world i was quite shy. I'd been, and still am, very overweight, been told many times that no man (other than the one i lived with at the time) would ever want me. I had no self esteem.
Jake encouraged me to paint, he uncovered my passion for writing poetry, and tho he found it rather 'dark' he ecouraged me to write. We shared the same taste in music, in historical buildings, and so much more.
Through the ensuing years we developed a closeness that still binds us tightly, we've talked about everything from the weather, to music, food, our pets, our partners, our sexual likes and dislikes, experiences and fantasies, nothing was left out or was out of bounds between us, we had no secrets, we were very frank and open about everything, it was as though we couldn't get enough of each other, nor learn enough about the other.


One of our many discussions was about my inherent need to experience situations 'outside the norm.' When i admitted to having a need to be spanked he was baffled, and when i tossed in my need to experience some light bdsm complete with Master/sub role play as well as all that went with it... handcuffs, floggers, gags etc, well to say he was dumbfounded would be a definite understatement.

We've seen each other through all sorts of personal turmoil, and since we are both temperamental, I freely admit, me more so than him, we've had some major league fights as well, but that need to be together, to know that the other is nearby, albeit on a computer screen, has always been there.

Even angry at each other, we've been known to sit for hours on end, on either side of our screens, neither willing to speak, just knowing that the other was there was enough, we couldn't be closer if we inhabited the same body.

Looking back now it all seems so incredible

The fact of the matter is Jake and I fell in love and in lust.

This has presented some problems as we lived in different countries, separated by an ocean and an 8 hour time difference, and, we were both in long term relationships.

So we've made do with what we had.

The computers and the occasional telephone call became our lifeline. Our time together so precious, any separation to deal with our 'real worlds' became more painful each day.

Many times we talked of meeting, of what it would be like to finally make our dreams and fantasies come true, to arouse each other with lips and hands, tactile sensations on warm skin,warmth of words whispered as our bodies touched, not cold words on a screen.

The memories flicker through my mind, the hours we spent together, serious discussions, lighthearted banter, the laughter and the tears. We travelled the real world, talking about places we had seen, people we had met along the way, and, we travelled a sensuous, sexual imaginary world, where we let our imaginations take flight. Typed words our ticket to places and events in both worlds.

....the squawking of the overhead speakers draw me from my reverie, the captain is announcing our imminent arrival at Manchester airport.

Suddenly I'm trembling, apprehensive, will i be all that he thinks i am, will he be disappointed in me? I breathe deeply, calming myself, put a positive spin on my thoughts and join the throng of people getting off the plane.

The time has come. The long wait is over.

Jake loves me unquestionably, as i love him, and, i know that although he thinks I'v totally lost my mind, he will do his utmost to make my fantasies as real as possible. I've left all the details to him to sort out ,told him more or less what i wanted,an idea of what toys to look for etc., all i know is that the word 'girl' is my signal to slip into my submissive role , 'telephone' will end our play, anything else that happens is his decision.

I have a sneaking suspicion that I've given him enough ammunition over the years to ensure that he will enjoy this first meeting, perhaps too much!

The reason for my being, You, my Jazz, only mere feet away instead of thousands of miles!



My stomach is fluttering as it has been for hours now, despite the crowd of people waiting to pick up passengers my eyes find you immediately, my legs are trembling, I'm aroused, my clit and nipples throbbing, its hard to keep control knowing You're so close. Finally I'm through customs and as i walk through the gates i feel Your eyes on me.. for a moment i stand there watching You watch me, then walk towards your outstretched arms

You seem to be inhaling me, drawing me closer till finally You arms wrap around me so tightly its hard to breathe, i whisper in your ear “hi love" as the tears gather in my eyes.

Your breath,expelled in a rush of welcoming words, is hot against my face, " hello my precious slut"

Surprise registers on my face, there's no doubt now. You've slipped too easily into this role, methinks i may have unleashed a monster. The thought makes me smile. Our eyes meet and there's an evil glint in yours and a grin on your face. "your mine now sweet slut, mine to do with as I wish." Ohhh yeah interesting indeed!

You hold me close for along time, as though unwilling to let me go, your hands are on my ass groping me, kneading my cheeks, i cant help but giggle " Jake, we're in public, stop! " the only answer i get is feeling the back of my skirt raised the top of my stockings and a chuckle from you, almost daring me to protest.

Finally You push me away, take a step back and i see Your eyes travel from my three inch heels, up my black silk clad legs, taking in my knee length,loosely fitted black skirt, the dove gray silk blouse with tie closure and off the shoulder style, the bright red sweater thrown over my shoulders, my hair is loose down my back. I am dressed as instructed. The look of appreciation your eyes is beyond belief. You reach into your pocket and hand me a small box, when i open it my eyes light up with pleasure, nestled inside the box is a remote controlled vibrating egg!! " Get a move on girl!! what are you standing there waiting for! Go put it in and be quick about it!!" "YES SIR" i practically salute and hurry of to the nearest washroom, while you wait for the luggage to appear. The first buzz hits me as i near the luggage carousal where you are standing, my knees weaken with the deliciousness of the sensation. "meanie!!" i happily whisper to you as i indicate which bags are mine.

We quickly gather my luggage and head to Your car, i feel Your warm hand on my ass as we walk along...I'm so excited I'm talking non stop and i can see you grinning from ear to ear, more than once I've felt Your fingers slide down the cleft of my ass, taunting me and i can feel the moisture gathering between my thighs. You've stopped two or three times and let me get ahead of you a bit, when i pause to wait for you, you tell me to move on because you 'want to watch my ass.'

As we reach Your car and the luggage is stowed, mischievously i turn to you put my arms on your shoulders and in the shadow of my sweater, loosen the string holding my blouse and let it fall open revealing my tits..bare except for a shelf bra which lifts but does not cover..you can see how hard my nipples are....the look on your face is precious. You growl " ..and you say I'm mean!! I should lay you over the car and take you right now...get in the car! "

Quickly i redo the blouse and you hustle me in to the car with a laugh and a well aimed slap to my ass. As i slide in my skirt slides up my thigh, you lean in and kiss me, i taste the hunger on your lips as your hand snakes up my leg rising my skirt even more till you reach the top of my stocking, your fingers trail across my bare thigh and touch lightly between my legs, I'm not wearing panties as you requested and the tip of one finger briefly touches my protruding clit, i arch towards your hand. The bulge in your pants is throbbing, I cant resist reaching over to stroke it.

“Not yet sweet slut, not yet ” you say with a grin, moving my hand away, quickly shutting the door. I know there is a pool of wetness beneath me already.

Its a 20 minute drive to the hotel, but already we are touching, I've slipped my hand into your lap, stroking your cock through your pants, your hand is sliding up my leg,baring my freshly shaven pussy, i shift to tug my skirt down earning a sharp slap to my pussy, you turn your head slightly towards grinning like a Cheshire cat, playfully growl at me " Leave it up, put your feet on the dashboard and keep them spread, put your hands behind your back and keep them there," and wiggling your eyebrows at me "..oh undo your blouse first."

Well this is a change, i say to myself, and i can feel my clit throb in anticipation of more changes. I sat back in this position and gave you a rather suspicious glance as the window beside me rolled down allowing the wind to open my blouse, all i could do was laugh and say " damn good thing its dark Bri," i was rewarded with a brilliant laugh from you and " That's Sir to you slut." i grinned " yes SIR"

When we reached the hotel i didn't move, just sat there grinning. You reached over,pushed my feet down tugged down my skirt and did up the tie on my blouse and laughingly said " Cover up girl, what you have is for my eyes only." Then you came round my side and opened the door for me. As i got out i planted a light kiss on your smile "thank you Sir" You reply with: "Dammit woman your one crazy bitch, you'r going to kill me." Once inside the room, door locked behind us, you wrap your arms around me, hunger for each other overtakes us again, your mouth crushing mine, tongues entwined , teeth nipping and pulling on swollen lips, famished for each other, our hands are everywhere all at once stroking, touching grasping groping,we pause, then pull away.....your tug at the tie on my shirt and it falls open and down my arms, your hands follow it as it slides and you reach for and undo the button on my skirt letting it and the blouse fall around my feet. I step out of the puddle of clothing, lock my hands behind my head and stand there..blushing from head to toe.

I’m wearing only the bra which leaves my silk rubbed nipples hard and bare, garter belt, stockings and heels. You can see the trail of wetness on my thighs, smell my arousal.....neither of us moves for what seems an eternity, then i reach out, saying as my fingers touch your lips, my voice pleading "please don't move, i've waited so very long to do this" you just nod your head and say "Ok baby." My fingers move slowly over your face, racing around your eyes, your forehead, your nose, your cheeks, around your ears, up through your hair, I almost cant believe that we are really here, together finally, my lips place butterfly light kisses where my fingers touch, down your jaw, your throat, i can feel how rapidly your pulse is beating, i undo your shirt and push it off your shoulders,my hands soft and gentle on your skin, i lick my way down your chest stopping to lick and suckle your nipples, the nipping them lightly with my teeth. Your trembling "OMG baby stop" once again i cover your lips with my fingers "shhhhhhh let me." With that i undo your pants, push them over your hips. allowing your engorged cock to curl hard, high and proud against your stomach. I keep my eyes on yours as i capture the droplet of precum with my finger and flick my tongue out to taste it. the fire of lust explodes in your eyes.

You let out an exaggerated sigh and speak one word "girl!"

There is discernible disapproval in Your voice, tho tempered with laughter, ..

i immediately drop to my knees, hands clasped behind my back eye downward, desperately trying to hide the grin on my face and wait..and wait..for what seems an eternity.

You don't move, You wait, knowing what’s going through my mind, knowing that I'm getting wetter and wetter, watching me try to control the twitching and wiggling that tells you I'm very aroused. In this position my breasts are pushed forward my nipples hard and hungry to be touched

Finally you move closer and i feel your hard cock brush my face. I have not been given permission to move but the temptation to seek out your cock with my mouth is almost irresistible and you know this, i can hear you laugh softly above me.


Again you speak one word “Open” .


I do as requested, opening my mouth, tongue slightly out, You know how hungry and impatient i am to taste you, but You’re in no hurry, and just stand there, Your cock lightly teasing my lips, finally i feel your cock sit lightly on my tongue and i breathe a soft sigh of relief.


“Suck Me girl”.


Slowly i begin to lick, gently running my tongue around the ridge,then moving in concentric circles till i touch Your pee hole, concentrating on it with the tip of my tongue for a few seconds, moving to the sensitive v underneath, flicking at it several times, then making sure I've plenty of saliva, i take it deeper into my mouth swirling my tongue softly then more firmly on the underside as i move up an down, you are now fully hard and almost filling my mouth, i can hear your breath more rapidly, Your cock is twitching pulsating and i feel your hips move as my tongue continues is journey up and down back and forth licking and swirling all over the head and shaft.


Your hands tighten in my hair as you begin to thrust into my mouth, i struggle to breathe to maintain pressure with my lips and tongue, willing myself not to gag as your cock repeatedly hits the back of my throat.

My arms are around your hips my hands clenching your ass as you continue this most welcomed assault on mouth. Your breathing becomes more erratic, your fingers tighter in my hair, Your whole body tenses,and with a low growl you let go a flood of thick sweet cum into my mouth. I desperately swallow trying not to lose any of the precious fluid till finally i feel you relax and Your cock soften.

Together we relax, your hands loosen on my head, your cock resting quietly in my mouth as i clean the last remnants of cum from it, savoring every drop.

You step back from me, and readjust your clothing, i remain in position, sitting on my heels, my hands once again clasped behind me, eyes lowered, tho smiling, till i feel your touch on my shoulder signaling that i should rise, and i do.


“Position”


With that i clasp my hands behind my head and spread my feet, i sense you standing close behind me and my body is tensed, unmoving except for my shallow breathing, waiting.


“Remove the rest” I'm so lost in the deliciousness of what has just happened, it takes a moment for me to respond to your words and i feel a sharp smack to my ass “Now girl! ”

“Oww, yes Sir!” i reply trying to smother a giggle. Quickly i remove the remaining clothing, return to my position and wait for further instructions.


“Eyes up” and i raise my eyes and look into your face. Your grinning, an open and friendly smile which encompasses your eyes.


You don't speak, just stand there watching me.


I can feel my self blushing from head to toe under your gaze, and i cant help but chuckle at the incongruity of the situation. Here i am, a middle aged, much overweight woman, standing naked in a submissive stance, before a fully clothed man whom i had never met in person, only spoken with online, about to embark on an adventure that has only been a fantasy, an adventure that will take my body and mind to places they’ve never been, deep into the world of pleasure/pain, yet, despite my trepidation at what may unfold, I'm excited and my thighs are sticky with the evidence of my arousal.


You move around behind me and i hear You opening drawers, the clink of metal, soft slapping of wood and leather peaks my curiosity.

“Turn girl” i turn towards the bed and my eyes open wide at the assortment of things you've laid out....blindfold, ball gag, rope, cuffs, nipple clamps, flog gers,spreader bar, vibrator and plugs, an assortment of other things. My body begins to tremble, i can feel my heart beat increase, as a shadow of doubt, of fear, invades my mind, the cockiness and self assuredness i had earlier quickly dissipates as realization sets in.. i don't even want to think about how all these implements will be used, but used i know they will be.


You move from the bed and place your hands gently on either side of my face, look directly into my eyes and in Your strong quiet voice ask “Do you still trust me girl?” with a quick intake of breath i reply “yes Sir” and i mean it, i do trust You. Completely.


You pick up the cuffs and walk towards me “ give me your hands.” the cuffs are broad leather bands tooled with a dragonfly motif and thickly padded with soft sheepskin, the straps and buckles are strong, but with a quick release feature. You fasten them around my wrists, then pick up a length of rope and attach it via a clasp to the cuffs. I stand there with my hands outstretched, my wrists encased in leather, acknowledging within myself the first tangible evidence of why i am here.

Just outside my line of sight i see you reach upward, my eyes follow your movement,i see you grasp the end of a hanging rope, my eyes follow the rope to the ceiling, conveniently coincidental there seems to be a pulley, which i hadn't noticed earlier, attached to the ceiling above my head, seeing my questioning glance at the ceiling you respond by telling me that through a lot of research ( i can see you blushing at the memory and my heart sighs with love for what you must have gone through to find it) this hotel is often frequented by couples into bondage, that the manager lives the lifestyle and has fitted several rooms as pseudo dungeons for like minded people, as your explaining all this to me you attach one end of the rope hanging from the pulley to the rope attached to my cuffs, leaving the other end hanging free.

You smile and nod your head towards a bank of doors set into one wall “ behind those doors are the 'tools of the trade' apparently and which, my love, i will introduce you to in good time.”

With that you cross to the bed, bringing back the ball gag “Open” you whisper, and the ball is in my mouth,the strap fastened behind my head, it takes a moment or two for my tongue and jaw to adjust to this intrusion, the ball is vented so breathing isn't restricted at all.


Next you place the blindfold over my eyes and secure it, somehow i find this both relaxing and comforting. the gentle touch of your fingertips on my cheek reassures me.


A tug on my wrists and my arms are raised over my head, and pulled taut then i sense you kneeling behind me and your hands spreading my feet further apart, and the spreader bar is attached to ankle cuffs matching those on my wrists.


For a long span of time, or so it seems, there's nothing, no sound except my own breathing, no sense that you are anywhere near, its a bit unnerving, and even tho i know your here, i can neither feel you nor hear you, I'm rattled.

Then the most gentle of touches on the underside of both my forearms at once, you’re close enough now that i can hear you breath, smell your scent, as your fingers begin to drag across my skin barely touching, down my arms to my sides, up again, to my neck, my face, down to my heaving breasts, raking across the tops, the underside, never touching the nipples. You move down over my stomach, my hips, my thighs , down my legs to my feet, back up again, i feel you move around behind me, never once lifting your fingers from my skin, though still barely making contact. You linger for a few moments where my ass joins my thighs, tickling me. I cant hear you chucking at my discomfort, the sounds coming from my mouth, though unintelligible, leave no doubt as to meaning, and I'm rewarded with two hard crisp smacks to my ass. “Hush you, not a sound”.


Nothing. You’ve moved away from me again. My whole body is tingling, my nipples hard, my clit throbbing lightly...


Where are you? I hear nothing, feel nothing.


Without warning i feel you behind me, your hands on my ass rubbing and kneading it, your fingers lightly trailing up and down the cleft , then i feel your hands on my hips and feel them slowly move upward under my arms and forward to grasp my tits, pushing them together, kneading the flesh, rubbing my nipples roughly with your palms before squeezing and pulling on them.

I am so aroused, I'm fighting to retain control of my body movements and my voice, each touch of your hands, the feel of your body so close to mine, makes me hungry for more. You had warned me when we talked about this that if i made a sound, moved, or interrupted in any way without permission during our session that you would stop completely and leave. I was not about to let that happen. I wanted this, had dreamed about it for so long, to lose it now was unthinkable.


You move to my side, one hand on my tits rubbing my nipples between your fingers, pulling at them, the other hands on my ass, roughly rubbing and kneading my cheeks, then you begin to spank me, each slap coinciding with a twist to my nipples, and though neither is overly painful i yelp in surprise

“Bad girl” and a flurry of much harder slaps lands on my cheeks.

Again, you walk away,leaving me stretched, hot, and hungry. I understand how difficult this is for you but my mind is screaming 'for god's sake....get on with it,' my body aching with arousal but craving more.

Suddenly, swooosh!! swooosh!! nothing touches me but i feel the rush of cool air on my already overheated skin as you make several passes close to me with what i assume is the flogger just by the volume of air it moves, then i feel it touch my skin, the thick fan of soft leather strips being dragged ever so slowly over my skin, up and down my back ,lingering, the very tips tickling my heated cheeks, slowly swishing tormenting me, up again across my shoulders,th lightest of touches. You come around in front of me dragging the ends of the flogger backhand forth over the top of my breasts, gentle butterfly kisses of leather against my hard sensitive nipples makes my body jerk against my restraints, this seems to amuse you no end and you continue to tickle my nipples till my whole body is quivering. I'm almost positive you can see the expression of frustration on my face when i hear you chuckle in amusement.

Your standing very close to me now, i can feel your heated breath on my skin and your tongue flicks over one nipple then the other, you take one in your mouth , and suck it while your fingers abuse the other, switching back and forth till im moaning behind the gag. I'm desperate to cum now, my clit is erect and aching,my pussy lips swollen, my juices running down my legs. Your hand is now on my bare pussy rubbing and squeezing , your licking between and beneath my breasts then down to my belly button, a few swirls there then back up to my tits, as your teeth clamp down lightly on one nipple, your finger makes circular movements around my clit tormenting but never touching, i'm thrusting against your hand but you pull away, " Not yet my slut, " you whisper " we've a long way to go yet " and you place a soft kiss at the corner of my mouth.

to be continued..hopefully

 

[delicate_yielding]

I'll PM you some comments tomorrow night if you haven't found someone yet.

 

[moosiedear]

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