A Dark and Winding Path

[Powerdog16]

The tool thrives inside my little pretty as I pulse in and out of you... I can feel your vaginal walls clamping down on me as I thrust inside... I can feel each time a ripple of pleasure courses through your body! I struggle with every ounce of my resistance not to just tear through you and release my seed!! The amount of willpower I use to maintain my control is insurmountable!

I have propped myself up with my right shoulder and my right hand is clamped around your pretty little neck gently maintaining control while my left hand slides up and down your body, teasing those nipples and circling that swollen clitoris! I am plucking those strings of your body like a musician at carnegie hall...

I hear to tell me how it feels and based on the ripples, the moans, the little twitches of that delicate body, I can tell you are dangerously close to going over that edge. I whisper, "little pretty... little pretty... clamp down on my shaft. Desperately hold onto me... clamp harder... harder..."

Your whimpers coupled with a sudden sensation of tightness is does exactly what it intends. I pull back very slowly, feeling each and every inch of your muscles clamping down on my tool till only my glistening head is all that remains inside you and then I thrust hard! I see your mouth open, your head roll back into my shoulder as I roll your clitoris in my fingers, pull out slowly... and thrust again!!!

I am impressed with my little pretty as she has not cum yet without my permission even though the torture is so clearly defined on your face! I say, "Do you want to cum little pretty?"

yesmasteryesmasteryesmaster were the words I hear escape your lips and even though I am technically not your Master, I lean in and whisper, "It is time...."

Without warning... I start ramming into you with a fierceness and sexual hunger that overwhelms me!!! I feel your body lock into the beginnings of the orgasm and I whisper, "Cum little pretty... cum for your daddy..."

You scream out!!! Your body siezes into what feels like an entire body wide cramp!! I feel you clamp onto my tool so hard and it spills me over the edge as well!!!

My burning heat was buried deep inside and finally blasts through my loin... through my shaft...! My cock recedes only very slightly, thickens... and then rams forward so hard and explodes with a dom's gift!!! I give out a powerful groan and grunt as you readily and hungrily accept the seed I am pushing into you!!! Your body screams with overwhelming need and I hold you tightly in place as so the only way you can really move now is with your hips on my tool... or your facial shifts...

I lose track of everything around me... I lose control... my body and I are in sync with yours and all that matters is that you and I are one! We are one... I let my seed finish depositing inside you... my body slowly coming off my high and my control on your body very much unchecked. I feel your body slowly receding from it's high!

I gently roll you onto your back, the cuffs eased to one side a bit more and I caress your cheek softly as i withdraw from your tunnel. I softly kiss those lips and whisper, "You are claimed..."

 

[sallythescorpian]

"little pretty... little pretty... clamp down on my shaft. Desperately hold onto me... clamp harder... harder..."

I squeeze my pelvic muscles hard, and then pulse them rhythmically, massaging him, working his cock with everything I have. This adds to my own arousal, and I can feel my orgasm shimmering, so close, I just need to reach out and grab it.

This is my very first submissive experience, and it has surpassed even my wildest imagination, and already my body is on fire, every nerve tingling, as both body and mind come together in a perfect storm of sexual excitement. I can feel every single inch of his dick as it drags out of me, and thrusts back in, and my moaning and whimpering get progressively louder.

His hand slides down my body, seeking my clit, and he takes the throbbing, swollen bundle of nerves in his fingers, and rolls it, sending my rapidly to the brink of oblivion.

"Do you want to cum little pretty?"

yesmasteryesmasteryesmaster

He begin to pound into me, fast, furious stabs of his cock that have me teetering on the brink of a massive orgasm in seconds. My entire body quivers and shakes, and I suck in a breath.

"Cum little pretty... cum for your daddy..."

His words are the final straw ,and I explode into a mind numbing, bone shaking screaming orgasm!!! My body clamps down so hard on his cock, I wonder if I have bruised it, and the waves of climax crash over me, one after another, after another. I can feel the hot shots of cum, painting my cervix, and they too trigger more climatic shudders, and increase both the intensity and the duration of the climax!!!

My mouth is dry from the screaming, and as I slowly come down, pulses of pleasure still cascading through me. It seems to last forever, as the world stops. Then, finally, it is over.

He rolls me onto my back, easing the pressure of the cuffs, and leans in and kisses me. I return his kiss with the passion of a woman well pleased.

"You are claimed..."

Those three little words wrap themselves around me, and I cherish them, wriggling my body so I can snuggle in closer to him, his body heat drawing me, and I feel myself almost sucked into him, melding with him, and I feel at home.

My mind is almost blank, and I think to myself that everything in my life to this point has changed utterly.

My head on his chest, I whisper the thoughts in my mind.

"I feel as though everything in my life prior to tonight was in black and white, and now I've suddenly discovered colour!! Rich vibrant psychedelic colour! Everything just slipped into sync for me, and any sexual experience I've had prior to this has paled into insignificance. I... wow! just wow!!"

I smile, feeling vaguely embarrassed by my effusive outpouring. It occurs to me that perhaps to him, this is just a simple hook up, and I hope its not, because it feels so very different to me, so much more, like I've just discovered Oz, and really badly want to see where this can go. I think about what I should and should not say or do, and I throw it all from my mind. All the rules I've heretofore lived my life to, seem redundant, and I am in uncharted territories, and have to relay on my instincts to guide me.

I lean up and kiss him again, and smile, whispering

"Thank you... Sir!"

 

[Powerdog16]

I knew the moment I had you in that powerfully submissive position that you were gone into subspace. Your moans became stronger, your whimpers more intense, your words ( what few there were ) were slurred. Your mind had shut down the rational part of the brain and amplified the sensory! It was one of the most glorious things about a submissive, male or female... the ability to reach that zone... literally was the peak of perfection... the goal for which all strive to reach!

My words in your ears were like direct links to your muscles and mind. My whisper to cum instantly triggered your body to react... your body literally was in a place that it would refuse to listen to your mind and thoughts, only listening for me. And that... that is the ULTIMATE power for a dom to have over their sub..

I had learned a long time ago that subspace was a place that people could reach in two different ways... pleasure and pain... and it always required sensory deprivation... I knew this and knew it well...

*"You are claimed..."* I had whispered and then I realized the power in those words!

With my arms and her wiggling, she finds her place fully intertwined in an interlace of arms and legs. My hand gently and softly caresses her skin and I whisper, "you are claimed..." I hear the words in my own head once again... and I listen as you say...

*"I feel as though everything in my life prior to tonight was in black and white, and now I've suddenly discovered colour!! Rich vibrant psychedelic colour! Everything just slipped into sync for me, and any sexual experience I've had prior to this has paled into insignificance. I... wow! just wow!!"*

That was exactly what I wanted to hear you say. Your eyes were now open. As I drew you out of subspace, you came to the realization of just that. Your world had been so hollow... so empty... and now your vessel is being filled up. One just had to make sure just how quickly that vessel was filled.

The warm succulent kiss on my lips followed by the 'Thank you sir' sealed the deal for me. You are claimed... the more I rattled the words around in my head... the more I realized that I was facing a very fear of my own. In the past, I had dominated others and had been able to keep it plutonic... almost clinical... but with her, it was far more than that.

She had drawn me in as much as I had drawn her in! I looked down at her and smiled, "You are most definitely welcome little pet... I am so very proud of you... now little one... draw the sheets over us... and get some rest... your training continues in the morning..." I reach to the cuffs with the key and uncuff everything.

You sit up, take the sheets and blanket and draw them up on us. I whisper to turn out the light and curl up with me. You obey without hesitation... without indignation of any kind. You are truly claimed... and you are mine...

I watch you curl up to me, your legs intertwine mine once more... your arm rests on my chest, playing with what little chest hair I have... I listen to you breath...it is my cure for insomnia... Your breathing quickly slows... and goes into a deep slow motion. Sleep claimed you quickly...

I turn my head and kiss your forehead... smiling I whisper into your sleeping ear, "You are claimed little pet... your body is mine to command and control... to learn and to teach... to grow and experience... you are claimed little pet... sleep well...sleep deep..."

I actually see a faint smile on your face through the dim light as you shift your head slightly and kiss my cheek. I turn my eyes up to the ceiling, staring up at it a moment... I had been terrified myself of taking on a permanent sub or slave... I had always kept my position at teaching and letting them move on and grow... but with you... with you... why do I keep thinking about a collar?

It was that final question that echoed through my brain as sleep took me...

 

[sallythescorpian]

I awoke in the early hours, wrapped around him, my head on his shoulder, and my arm resting on his chest. He was still asleep, sleeping soundly, his breathing deep and even.

I smiled as I thought of all the past twelve hours had brought, the opening of door into a new dimension, one where I felt I had found my place in the world.

I wanted him. I wanted him in the worst way.... or the best way, depending on perspective. I really hoped that this would work out, he had awakened me to a passion I had never before experienced, and brought me to a point where my body reached new levels of arousal, and levels of pleasure I had not even imagined possible.

Idly I drew little circles on his chest, leaning forward and running the rough of my tongue across his flat nipple.

I was mentally replaying all that had happened from the first moment I had laid eyes on him in the club, until we had fallen asleep, and I knew that I had a silly smile on my face. I moved up a little, running my fingertips lightly over his head, tracing the contours of his face, trying to commit every aspect of him to memory.

He stirred a little, and I paused my exploration, and when he settled again, I grazed his ear lobe with my teeth, and then sucked it gently into my mouth, licking the shell of his ear, as my passions built.

I ran my hand down his body, loving the feel of his muscles, and then I moved my palm, scoring my nails lightly over his hips, and then up over his balls, and along the length of his shaft. He was half hard, and I pushed the covers down, blowing warm, damp air over his flesh, and then I scooted down in the bed, sucking him gently, and when he was fully hard, I straddled him, lowering my body onto his, impaling myself.

It suddenly occurred to me, that perhaps this wasn't allowed, perhaps I was not permitted to be this forward, but I could no more have gotten off, than i could have broken my own arm.

I scored my nails, a little harder now, over his chest, pinching and rolling his nipples, as I began to ride him slowly.

I noticed his eyes flicker open, and I leaned down and whispered in his ear.

"Is this okay? Please say it is? please say I can ride you til we both cum?"

 

[Powerdog16]

I have woken up in many different ways in my time... sometimes alone, sometimes with others curled up to me, other times I woke with a woman's mouth on my shaft... but I had yet to experience the kind of wake up that you were giving me right now!

"Is this okay? Please say it is? please say I can ride you til we both cum?"

You had caught me completely off guard! I normally had my wits in full control about me and even waking up to a blowjob I was able to keep myself under control. But this kind of wake up... this kind of pleasure... I simply could not think... or compose myself...

You had me at your mercy... albeit for a short time as I nodded and threw my head back in sheer pleasure!!! That tunnel clamped down tightly on my rod and began riding it like your life depended on it! I gave powerful groans... and some of the most unrestrained carnal lust that I had ever felt in my life!!!

I felt my tool quickly reach capacity, the pleasures overflowing through my sense of control and I gave out a yell as my tool pulled back only a split second before driving in as deep as I could go and releasing my white milky gift inside you!!!!

My hands seemed finally to function and as it happened, I flicked my hip and rolled you under me! I caught your leg with my shoulder, opening you up even wider, kissing your lips with such fire and intensity that I knew it meant far more than just a mere session!!! My tool deposited inside you over and over again... so much fluid... so much cum....

When my sense of control finally began to slowly gain ground, I gazed down at you and gave a warm caring smile... I leaned in and kissed those lips again... feeling the passion and intensity of what had just happened fill my body with a heat which I feared could only mean one thing for me...

I roll off to the side of you, pull you into my arms, interweave our legs and pull a sheet over our naked bodies... I whisper, "I... never felt something so powerful before..."

I could see a smile grow on your face and I whisper, "Thank you... I mean it... I have done a lot for you already and you just did something for me that caught me completely off guard... and I love it..."

I kiss your lips again... letting our bodies merge into one yet again...

 

[sallythescorpian]

I am grinning like a fool, a big smile splitting my face from ear to ear, delighted that he was pleased rather than angered by my spontaneity! His words of praise delighting me in every respect!

I am still buzzing from my orgasm, little aftershocks reverberating though me, making me quiver! I am breathing hard, my heart hammering, from both excitement and exertion, and perhaps some exhilaration too!

We are spooned together, and his big body dwarfing mine, his arm on my stomach, holding me tight against him. My ass is nestled tight against his groin, and I can feel him hardening against me again, his cock nestled by the cheeks of my ass!!

I begin to move, rocking my hips gently, using my ass cheeks to stroke him, to tease him. The arm on my stomach pulls me tighter, and the other arm, circling my neck, with the hand resting on my right breast, gently stroking my nipple.

I bend my head, arching my neck, and take his thumb into my mouth, and I suck it, working my tongue over it, nipping the fleshy base of the thumb, and suckling hard on it, moving my lips back to the nail, and then sucking his thumb deep into my mouth again, an act reminiscent of something much more intimate!

I haven't spoken, remaining silent, save for little moans and whimpers, announcing the degree to which I am enjoying this!!

 

[Powerdog16]

lean in and whisper, "I can't believe just how amazing you really. For one who came into this life without any experience... you have learned very quickly... and I am VERY pleased..."

Hearing you giggle in response, I let my tool make it's way deeper into those cheeks till I find your rectum... My head pushes into your ass a bit deeper... my hips press tighter and tighter... till my head pops past your wall! I see you gasp as I grab your arms, fold them into themselves and secured them with my own arm.

My neck slides deeper and deeper inside till I am fully seated into you! Keeping your arms pinned makes you more dependant on me! I start pulsing into you over and over... I can feel you gasp and moan!!

Without warning, despite your body going into yet another orgasm, I roll you face down on the bed, still embedded in you and I use you as a sub is to be used... at my leisure!! I keep pounding into your tight backside again and again till I feel that hot burning sensation starting to grow inside me!!! Within a few minutes after the sensation began... the explosion of my seed finaled!!!! I filled your burning backside with my seed once again!!!

I smiled as we slowly eased up and I whispered, "Oh... amazing... little pet..." I then say, "Go get us a warm cloth and clean both of us... move it pet..."

 

[sallythescorpian]

I am giggling and wriggling against him, my ass stroking his cock, and yet, I am surprised when his grip on me tightens, and his cock, now fully hardened makes its way not to my pussy, as I had expected, but rather it pushes firmly against my tight, virgin rosebud.

A moment of panic fills me, and the thought crosses my mind of struggling, of escaping his grasp, of avoiding the insistent press of his cockhead against my asshole. I struggle, as he presses inward, my body endeavouring to push him back out, and that somehow seems to ease his path, and he pops through the sphincter muscle, determindly making his way in.

If he felt big when his cock filled my pussy, he feels enormous now, my poor little ass stretching to accommodate his girth. It burns, stretching uncomfortably, as he forces his way deeper, and deeper. I gasp and moan, my struggling stilled as I find myself impaled, and slowly, as he continues to thrust, the pain begins to subside, and a dark pleasure blooms, and my whimpers of pain turn to moans of pleasure, and I try to rock my hips against him.

I quickly find myself face down on the mattress, my legs pressed wide apart, and his entire body now dominating my little frame, as I am pressed down, pinned to the bed by his cock as he pounds in and out of my grasping ass.

I felt my body begin to quiver, as the full realisation that I was utterly at his mercy hit home, and that I was literally pinned down by his cock. My gasping and moaning grew louder, as he rode me more and more forcefully, taking me, using me, and I cried out as my body spasmed in orgasm, the scream muted by the bedding into which I was being pounded!! I could feel him increasing the intensity, and then I felt the explosion, the jets of cum as he painted my bowel with his seed!!

I lay panting, his weight as he slumped, almost crushing me, oddly making me enjoy it all the more, and then he moved sending me on a mission to clean us up.

"Oh... amazing... little pet...Go get us a warm cloth and clean both of us... move it pet..."

I run into the bathroom, and wash and dry myself, rising the wash cloth in cool water, and pressing it against my tender entrance, enjoying the soothing feeling.

I toss that in the laundry, and grab a fresh cloth, rinsing it with warm water, and I return, blushing to him, and gently swathe him, washing him clean, before sending that cloth to join the other in the laundry hamper.

I climb back into bed, and snuggle up, blushing self consciously, but cuddling into his warmth, soothed and comforted by his arms around me.

 

[Powerdog16]

Sleep overtakes us again as we recover from the morning's passions. I am the first to wake up the next time around and I slowly and carefully slide from the covers, putting my body pillow in my place that you quickly cuddle into. I slide into my boxers and my robe, then walk out of the bedroom to the kitchen, where the smell of coffee lingers...

"Hello Hilda..." I say to my maid as I stepped into the kitchen. If any man had ever had a fantasy of a seductive french maid dusting their tables and polishing their surfaces, it was of Hilda.

Tall, thin, big breasted, blonde hair, light make-up applied, heels, hose, and a sexy little maid outfit on, Hilda smiled and said with her Swedish accent, "Hello, sir! I made your coffee... 2 sugars and 1 cream."

He reached for his cup and sipped on it. He smiled and said, "Perfect as usual." He walked to the table where the New York Times sat waiting for him. Hilda walked into the kitchen and said, "Your usual breakfast sir?"

"Of course, but make up a second bowl... I have a guest." He smiled as he talked her her briefly about you.

"Oh... she sounds lovely..." She said as she diced up cantelope, honeydew, strawberries, grapes and watermelon into a fruit salad. He watched her partition it out into two bowls. She said, "Is she your next project sir?"

"No... she is something else entirely... I am not sure just what yet... but she is definitely not like the others..." I say as I glance at the hallway door. I catch a glance of a shadow on the stairwell and wait... nothing...

He said, "I will be back in a little bit, Hilda. Good work this morning by the way..."

"Thank you sir!" She said as she quickly cleaned up the counter and went back to work on the cleaning...

I take both bowls and two cups of coffee and head upstairs, finding you in bed. You don't fool me for a moment. I say, "You know you could have just come into the kitchen, rather than listening from afar..."

 

[sallythescorpian]

I curl up in the big bed, the covers pulled high around my ears, my mind racing, as, I take in what I heard. What did it mean? What was the significance of it? Did I mean something, or was I simply one of a long list of .... how had the maid put it?? ah yes, projects... was I simply the next project?? I didn't want to think so, I hadn't thought so. I had thought what we had was special, but then my frame of reference was decidely limited.

Thoughts whirled, as I digested what was said, desperately keen to appear asleep so as to avoid any awkward conversations. I heard the bedroom door open, and I tried to still my breathing, so I would appear deeply asleep.

"You know you could have just come into the kitchen, rather than listening from afar..."

Shit!! He had seen me!! Fuck!! I felt my face heat, the knowledge that he knew I had been eavesdropping not sitting well with me. I looked at him, my face red, as I lowered the covers, and sat up. Instantly, the smell of hot coffee filled my nostrils,and I eyed the bowls he carried, wondering what they contained.

I sat up, the covers slipping down to my waist, as I reached for the coffee. What should I say about what I had heard??

"Sooooo, should I get going soon? I don't want to disrupt your day..... I... um...I'm sure you must have plans"

My mind flew to the woman in the sexed up maid's outfit. She looked nothing like any maid I had ever seen. I was furious at myself for reading something into things. I had heard the maid's chipper commenatry about being a project. How lowering! There I was, falling for him, and I was a project. I felt foolish, and I knew I was withdrawing into myself, as I ate the fruit salad, and drank the coffee, eager to get out of the awkward situation.

 

[Powerdog16]

I sat down at the foot of the bed and watched you curl your legs up under your body and pull the sheets up over your naked form. It was a defensive move that I recognized well. I watched you sip on your coffee and I said, "My plans are you pet."

I had a pretty good feeling I knew what you were going through. I imagined you had heard about the 'projects' and what not and it made you feel less than human. Pity... if you only knew the truth...

Leaning into you, I see you recoil and I stop a moment and say, "You want to talk about what is troubling you... that is ... before i tell you what it is?"

I can see you struggle with the thought in your head about my question... and finally after several moments of silence I say, "You believe you are just a project to me. questions are rolling through your head like 'what am I doing here?' and 'Am I just a project?' and 'Are my feelings for you real or am I just a number?'"

Your eyes tell me that I hit the nail on the head. I smile and take your hand and say, "I live a very colorful life as you can tell. I have had lots of experience with living this lifestyle and I truly am empassioned about it. I am exactly who I claim to be, nothing more... nothing less."

Slowly I stand up, taking you to your feet, letting the sheet fall away to reveal your nude frame and I say, "I am your Dominate now. Yours... no one elses. I make no other promises. I never promise tomorrow or forever. I never promise anything I can't keep. I made those mistakes in the past. I want you to be fully aware of what you are getting into. No body knows what the future holds with you and me. Not you, not me, no one. What I can promise you is now. And now, if you want to continue to give me your gift, I will happily accept it and take you into the rabbit hole as far as it can go. The choice is yours. You can kneel before me and accept me as your dominate... or you can put your clothes on and I will take you to breakfast and we can remain as friends. You will find no one truer than me either choice you make..."

I look at you and gaze over your naked body once more... knowing it could well be my last time.

 

[sallythescorpian]

His words replayed in my mind, over and over as I analyzed them to death, looking for hidden meanings that simply weren't there.

In essence, I needed to make a choice. Go with my feelings, take a leap of faith and see where this went, or run like a chicken, keeping my heart more of less intact. The difficulty was that I knew that I was already half in love with him, if I jumped in with both feet and explored where we were, and where we might go, I knew, without a doubt that I would be head over heels in no time. And when it came to a screeching halt where would I be?

My mind was in turmoil, and I got out of bed, and walked to the window, pressing my forehead against the cool glass as I weighed it up. Did I want to run and not give it a chance? The lyrics of Garth Brooks' The Dance played through my mind, weighed against my fear that I would be swallowed up by my own submission, that I would lose myself. Then as I wavered, I recalled a poem I had leaned years before in school, by Alfred, Lord Tennyson, called In Memoriam.

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.​

Was that true? Did I dare? Could I walk away, even if I wanted to? I could feel his eyes on me, boring into my back, and, with a smile, I made my decision. I was not a coward. I would give it my all, and hope for the best. I returned to where he sat, and I knelt between his knees, my head bowed. I was shaking with a sudden burst of nerves.

"I accept you as my dominate....... please teach me, show me the path, I..... I want to serve you, and to explore where it might take us."