#masc switch

Saturdays are for fun

[everyone thank @aprincessplace for the audios of me that now exist- if everyone’s nice they get to hear breathy masc moans]

the royal day one of pride month decrees that i post my work fit for the ladies and theydies

and maybe it’s a hand post

I could hear the tension in your voice when you asked if I was free this evening, could sense your internal storm when you said you needed me tonight.

We've been playing this game together for years now, long enough to know each other's bodies and minds as well as our own.

Of course. Come, I'll be ready.

And so I prepare - I shower, reapply some light makeup to accentuate my eyes, perfume my pulse points and put on the velvet choker you gifted me when we started this arrangement - the one with the first letter of your name as a slider - the mark of your ownership for these moments.

I pour a glass of wine for you, make sure we have water nearby, then arrange my restraints, ropes, toys, lubricant and some extra hair ties neatly for our review and choice.

You let yourself in, and find me - naked except for your choker - sitting on the end of my bed, my hair tumbling down my straight back, chin up. Not meek, not soft - just ready, anticipation buzzing under my skin.

You kick off your heels, drop your blazer on the floor and kneel between my legs resting your head on my chest with a deep exhale. I hold you for a moment, and gently ask -

Do you need to surrender tonight...or do you need mine?

You hum a laugh, kiss me softly then stand and take the wine glass, your eyes raking over my skin, considering.

This time I need yours.

Given or earned?

You take a sip, then dip your thumb in before cupping my face and smearing the Merlot over my lips. I open for you, and suck, caressing the pad of your thumb with my tongue until you step back and begin to undress.

Given, please. I just....I don't think I have the patience for taming. Does that work for you?

Of course.....I have to check - does she know you're here?

Yes....she encouraged it. She knows I'm hers....but she doesn't share our....appetites.

You turn to me with a small smile, topless but still in your slacks, button undone and loose on your hips. I can't help but bite my lip at the sight, immediately wanting to reach out to trace the curve of your breasts with my fingers and mouth.

She knows that in this - you're my mirror.

I return your smile with affection.

As you are mine.

You survey the implements I've laid out, hand tracing over the flogger, then test its handle.

Do you have any restrictions tonight?

I do, no marks above my collarbones - I have a family dinner tomorrow.

You scoff, raise an eyebrow in amusement

And how hard is that rule?

I grin, a little defiant.

Solid, I know what you're like - makeup won't cut it. Don't sulk...

I lean back onto my elbows, spreading my legs just enough to show the sheen of arousal , and gesture to my exposed body.

You still have plenty of canvas.

You approach, sipping your wine, surveying me over the rim of the glass, flogger in hand - and slowly drag the soft leather tails up my thigh, skimming over my cunt, then up my torso between my breasts until the ends slide off my shoulder, then bring it down hard with a slap on the bed next to me.

I don't flinch. I just wait. Perfectly still. My pulse speeding up, understanding we have now begun. You lean down, kiss my cheek, then your mouth clamps on to my breast, teeth digging in, sucking hard. I gasp and can't help but arch up into your mouth.

Only a few seconds later you release me and step back, admiring the colours already blooming on my skin with a smirk.

Yes... plenty.

You cross to the toys and collect something I can't see, then move the chair from my dressing table to the end of the bed and sit, take a moment to tie back your hair and draping the flogger over your lap.

You're going to cum by your own hand first - with this in - the plug with the clear crystal lands next to me on the bed - I won't touch you until you do.

A thrill runs through me at the command, at your tone, - focused and hungry. I pick up the silver toy and meet your dark gaze.

Show me everything.

I want all of you even on your bad days.