Wolven Den

Another soft moan, arching my back, pressing my body against hers. Fingers trailing up and down her back.

Thank you Daddi

My voice breathy and low, hands moving down, gliding over her ass, just giving me a taste before trailing over thigh
 
Body warms up...movement is slight but steady, like a tide starting in the hips.

Anytime, baby love.

Rolling over, until lushness is beneath me, hands grip hips, burying nails in flesh.

Kisses for the Daddi?
 
A moan escapes my lips, punctuated by the sweet pain of nail digging in.

Looking up at the sweet lips above, inviting

Raising my head until my lips touch hers, tasting them, absorbing their softness, the kiss becoming deeper
 
Eyes drift closed as hands clech hips tighter. Teeth nibble, tongue tastes, lips kiss.
I can hear the real world beckoning for me...but I still have time. Don't want to go.

Breaking the kiss to nibble on an ear lobe. Sharp tug. Tongue tip tracing, tasting.

Moving further down. Mouth touching throat, collar bone, the top of a hidden breast.
 
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Louder moans, filled with need as I fight the urge to hold her head tight against me, to keep her mouth against my breast.

Hands clenching uselessly, then back to her hips, stroking up and down her thighs.

My hips lifting up to grind against hers, rubbing between her legs with one pale thigh
 
Hand moving down to cup wetness and stroke....slowly. Whisper...

Don't start something I can't finish, baby love...

Mouth suckling, leaving red marks on the top of a pretty breast. Teeth join in and bite down...a peach, so sweet. Hand still moves with agonizing slowness. A tease to her and to myself.
 
starting to fade as reality kicks in...

Soon baby love....

One last taste, one last kiss, one last stroke...another bite...

and gone.
 
Mewing with need but lowering my hips, the residual heat still on my thigh, relishing the feel of that sweet wetness.

Crying out, feeling so good as the pain and pleasure mix, losing myself to the world, but acutely aware of her hands, taking an eternity in their slow travels.
 
Wandering into my Den. A snap of the fingers and candles ignite with small red/yellow flames that dance in a barely felt breeze. A few steps and I flop down, onto a cushion and pull my notebook and pen from it's hiding place in the ether. I need to write.
 
Looks up, startled. Things have been not so good. The words are not flowing correctly. They feel lifeless, like I am writing about something I despise, will never like and can't get. Crumples the paper and tosses it at the waste basket...along with the four or five other pages I have tried to craft.

Fuck. I quit.

Gets up. Slips my boots on and stalks out to smoke something. Wishing like hell I had someone to punish because that would make ME feel better.
 
I pad into the den, nervous excitement radiating from every pore of my body; taking a deep breath as I delve deeper into the den.

Taking my shirt in my hands I pull it off and toss it aside, gripping my skirt and letting it fall to my feet.

I step into the play space, the air feeling great against my suddenly hot skin, moving over to a bed and crawling on all fours, waiting patiently in this position until told otherwise
 
I can smell her.
My feet carry me through the main room quickly.
I can taste her skin in my mouth.
The second door is barely closed and I step through it, shutting it behind me. Completely.
I see her~lush, lovely, on my bed, on all fours. Perfect.

"Up pretty. Undress me first."
 
Looking up, licking my lips. Scrabbling to my feet, almost tripping up on the bed covers.

I step over to her, eyes down, but glancing up to take in her elegant. Reaching out and undressing her, trying to get her out of them as quickly as possible without ripping them. Biting my lip as I resist the urge of ripping the bindings from that irresistable skin.

Then kneeling down as I pull off her pants, looking up adoringly.
 
Soft smile as I allow her to move me. Taking away the things that bind me~jeans, tee, bra, thongs, boots.
She is greedy, my girl. Very much so.
I focus on her as she kneels and reach down with one hand to pull her to her feet.

"Up love. Hands on the back of your neck, legs spread."
 
Standing up, spreading my legs shoulder width apart, standing taller than her, but reveling in the power she has.

Reaching up and placing both my hands behind my neck, which pushes my chest forward, my breasts feeling more exposed and needful, nipples hardening with excitement.

Gulping slightly, still a bit nervous, but eager
 
Right hand darts out, tugging a nipple. Left drifts downward, over belly flesh until I close over wetness. Two fingers thrust inside. I use the leverage to pull her closer. Fingers flex and she comes, stumbling.

Head tilts up to capture her bottom lip in gentle suction. Fingers ease in...and out.

"Now then. Look behind you. See my toy chest? Get out the adjustable harness~black. There is a bright pink toy..8 or 9 inches. Get that as well. Hand them both to me. And then. Plant your hands on the bed, bend your knees slightly and arch your back. Wait until I return."
 
Caught unaware as I close my eyes, moaning slightly as her fingers ease into me, until I hear her voice, pulling myself out of the pleasure to pay attention.

Feeling suddenly empty without her fingers I move over to her toy chest, taking out the items she wants; holding the bright pink toy in my hands, trying to take in the size as I think of it inside me, shaking tinged with a hint of fear.

Moving back to her I place them diligently in her hands and then back to the bed. The bed feels soft under my touch, as I spread my legs further, arching my back down to push out my ass further; my cunt feeling so exposed to her, knowing she can see how excited I am.

Breathing deeply, trying to keep calm
 
Smiling. She is wet. Scared and wet...

I place the harness with care, tightening it until it hits just above my clit. The knob which locks my cock in place needs a bit of powder. I apply it, spurting some into the hole at the base of my toy, as well.

I need heeled boots. I find a pair. Platform. Above the knee. Viynl. Six inches. Stockings to the thigh. Then boots on. I am ready.

Steps echo as i move to just behind her. One hand cups her hip. The other caresses juicy pinkness, spreading wetness.

"Ready?"
 
I continue to look forward as I hear the click of her heels, the sound is synonymous with arousal for me, biting my lip as I wiggle my ass slowly as she takes a hold of my hips, letting them sway provocatively for her.

Then I feel the toy, cool and hard as she uses it to massage my lips, feeling her lubricate it with my juices.

Then her voice, just a word, but it sends a jolt of pleasure up my spine, I want to reply, but I can barely find my voice, then finally.



"Please...please Daddi."

Taking a deep breath as I prepare for her
 
Insertion. Slow.

Hips move just enough to get the head inside tight, wet confines. RIght hand holds the shaft making sure it goes where I want. WHere she needs.

One inch. Two. Three. In and out. Slowly. Waiting for her to open. Four. A bit more. In and out. Left hand reaches for hair and tangles, jerking. In. In. Five inches. Out. To the tip. Slamming forward. Withdrawing.

Slow again. Tugging hair hard enough to hurt. In. In. In. Seven inches. Hips rotate. Slip back. Rotate. Out.

"Breathe."

Releasing my grip of the base, hand slapping pale, round ass.
 
My eyes rolling back into my head, my mind growing foggy as I feel only the large toy, inching in, inching out, controlled motions.

More and more moans escape my lips, hoarse with pleasure, edging in with pain as her hand strikes my ass.

Trying to take a deep breath, pushing back against the toy, filling me up, stretching me unbelievably tight but wanting more.
 
Grinding against her. Arm curving around her waist. Motion smooth, controlled. Voice in her ear.

"One finger on your clit, baby girl. Stroke in time with me."

waiting til her hand moves and i feel her body shudder. Then it begins for real. Steady, violent pounding. In. Out. Nails digging into flesh. Hurting her. Driving her.

"Ask me when you are ready to come."

Hand tightens in her hair. Jerks.

"Understand?"

Then silence filled with low moans and the sounds made of flesh on flesh. Invasion. In and out. Slamming into her. In and out. Over and over.
 
Moaning louder, screams of pleasure, giving into the overwhelming sensations, tears in my eyes as she uses me, fuck me with her toy; filling me stretching me.

My head being pulled back as she jerks at my hair, pushing back and then forwards to move with her hips, my pleasure growing as she digs her nails into my skin.


"Please, may I cum, please Daddi!" I manage to get out between moans.

My mind devolving into pure lust and pain, as I crave more of her.
 
Words. Question. I hear it.

"Yes."

My answer. The only one I can give. I release her hair and stand up. Hands grip hips and pull her, push her until my legs and hips go numb.

I am covered in sweat nails dig in as I thrust...filling her. Waiting for her to collapse. She will.
 
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