you should write a lil story of your ideal night of sex, what u like , what you would do
We have been together for years. I’ve been not just your secret Tumblr crush, but I’m your life. I’m your partner. I’m your everything. You are my Madonna. My Lady Godiva. My World. My life. My only.
I’ve memorized every curve of your body. Every morning you wake up first to wake me slowly ten minutes before my alarm. You have my cock in your mouth slowly waking it and me with it. As I slowly wake my hands wander you. Remembering past times my finger tips have explored you. Remembering the places I have punished. The places I have kissed. The places I have spit on or covered in my seed. The body that I do not physically control, but absolutely control. I have never doubted you that you submit truly to me.
Minutes pass and you are filling yourself with my cum and I’m finding two fingers inside your pussy as you cum on my fingers, only with my permission.
I pick you up and carry you to the shower. I wash my favorite toy. A man takes care of his things. At a young age you learned if you want to play with something and keep it forever, you have to take care of it. So I wash her hair, you make sure she has shaving cream and watch her make her body smooth and perfect and clean for me. Her body is washed by her master.
After being dried off her ass is plugged immediately. “That’s what you get for begging like a filthy whore with my cock in your mouth.” Whispers past your ear and your body throbs as my lips exploded every constant of that slightly unexpected phrase. You moan slightly, and your eyes open wide because you remember where my hand is and I play with the plug in your ass.
I walk away. You continue getting ready and you return to the bedroom and you see me already half dressed in my suit for work.
“Tight g-string. I like the green one. Your blue jeans I like, that make that ass stick out when no one is looking and your green top I like. You can pick your bra, it won’t matter for long.”
“Yes, sir. Remember you have that meeting after your classes with that department head. The one you like not the one you hate.” You smile as you dress, thinking about how I loves the tightest panties on your plug all day so your ass is throbbing all day. You smile at your husband who still knows how to tease you differently but in the same ways. Predictable and playful. Constant and loyal. Dedicated and sadistic. I gave you a home to create a life. You work from home doing your dream job. You aren’t afraid anymore. You were so scared to have this dream but I knew it was what made you feel true. I was already lucky enough to have a life that could support the risk. You were never a risk because you only needed your partner’s support and you truly had it. You feel me kiss your neck.
“I expect to be entertained all day little one.”
“Have I ever let you down?” You quirk back, the attitude you know I love, but behavior I can’t allow. You anticipate the spank you have wanted since you felt me walk behind you. It doesn’t come, you go to speak and smack. You hear me chuckle, I knew you wanted it. I know all your games. You smile, and pout in one look and I kiss you good bye.
My day is full of small vibrations in my pocket. You filling my phone with your ass, whale tail shots, showing me my plugged little whore is still plugged. Text between us of you begging to cum as you go about your day. Me demanding you to shove things in your pussy through out the day, never cumming. Grinding on things throughout your chores and work day, never cumming. Expsousing and degrading your body in public and at home, never cumming. All of this, just for me. Just to entertain your master.
You get to fill your day with friends, projects, work, our home, your pets, your passions. I support you to build yourself through any means. Maybe you finally see that therapist you always thought would help and now there is always time to just talk. You see your friends and family when they need you because as a submissive you feel good serving a lot of people and now you can. You can help them and be with them, and still serve only me. All of this while you finger your clit driving to the store, fuck your ass in the parking lot, flash me your new piercings while at the bank window waiting, and do whatever else I demand.
My classes are filled with young adults. You know I am around people all day and you are never worried. I hate being away from my pet. My sub is my other half. No flirtatious smile can turn my focus, I want my slut. These young women, who like the funny professor, they can’t hit on me, I want my fuck toy. The women you always compared yourself to because you felt you had to because of what everyone else thought sexy was, they aren’t interesting to me. I want my pet. Mine. I don’t want anyone else’s things. I want what is mine.
You are home, it is later in the evening and our palace is perfect. It is warm. It is safe. It is ours. Your phone goes off. You smile because you knew it was gonna be me and it was the message you wanted most. “On my way home little one.”
“How would you like your pet sir? How was the meeting with what’s his name?”
“Great actually, I think we agreed on most of the choices so I’m excited for the season. He still wants to do Handel, but I can’t think of any of my sopranos really right for it. I want you dressed to entertain in 3. Be home soon. Lets get high and watch archer or something?”
“Yes sir. Sounds perfect.”
“See you soon baby girl. Love you.”
You smile and remove your outfit and think what can be entertaining tonight. You always smiled at my, “appropriate house wear” post. You thought it was silly but you love how you can dress so comfortably and slutty and still feel powerful and beautiful. You wear lingerie or a short skirt, or cute panties and such. You love being the only stripper, cam model, pornstar, and most importantly little slut, for me.
Number three, so you know that means knees, mouth open, tongue out, hands to side. You know how I expect to great you. Your phone rings and its your friend from earlier talking to you about this and that, the enter time you laugh and talk and what she doesn’t know is the slutty little outfit you are currently wearing and how you are exposed and on the floor excited for my return. She loves how happy you are, but has no idea you are sitting there plugged, dripping, and throbbing for your man to come home.
You hear my keys jingle and you get giddy and say, Hey gotta go, hubby is home! Talk tomorrow?“ Your friends aren’t worried when you say that. They hear how happy you are that your partner is near. You aren’t getting off because you have to, but because you can’t wait to greet me and talk to me.
You are ready when I come home. Like you wanted to be your entire life. Ready to serve your master. Your true owner. Your man. Your other half. Your sir.
“Hhrufh soour” you grunt with your mouth open still knowing not to break the position I demanded.
I immediately use your open mouth and slowly let you suck my cock as I take my jacket and tie off. You go from lightly sucking me and my hands grab your head and your face fucked hard as I look down at you. “Cumming in public like a filthy slut, did you have fun being so naughty for just me all day? Did you have fun acting like a filthy fucking whore with your ass plugged all over town?
“Yessgh sirgghg” you grunt as you feel me cum straight down the back of your throat and I quickly pull out so I can still over your face with my cum too. “ Well since you like being such a little slut, you might as well be covered in cum like a little slut.”
“Thank you for covering me and feeding me with your cum sir. How was your drive? It took longer.”
“Stick that ass in the air. Just traffic, fuck you are so wet. Did anyone know they were sitting next to such a wet little, plugged slut all day?” I grab your plug and start shaking it. “No sir. They all say high. Uh, my new client called during my first edging session.”
“Awh.” I pull out the plug and it goes right in your mouth. “Let me show you what happens to little sluts who tease me with their ass all day?” I stick my cock deep in your pussy and start to fuck your bent over and soaking fuck hole. “What do you say? What the fuck do you say? I wanna hear it little one!”
“Thank you sir. Please may I cum.” You smile. You beg. You feel me enter you and push tightly into your tight pussy. You smile. This is your life. You are my toy. My partner. My sub. Mine.
You are mine. Every day. Every single day. You are owned. You are mine.
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