My heart is racing, my breathing fast and shallow, my clit is swollen and throbbing, my pussy is dripping and clenching in aching need. The anticipation of being taken by Sir, used for his pleasure is nearly more than I can endure. Can the hunger for his dominant loving become anymore ravenous as the need claws at my very soul…. then I hear the sound of his zipper and I have the answer to that question!! I’m trying to be still and quite like a good girl, but deep down I knew I would beg and plead very soon…. “please, Sir, please fuck me!!! Please!!!! *sigh*
“Dominance is about strength, not force. It is about caring, not indifference. And it is about the wonderful bond that can occur when two hearts entwine. Giving is so vital to the survival of a bond in our lifestyle…
When two individuals give of themselves to the other in every way imaginable - magic happens.”—- fringe of darkness
I’m a gentleman. I do things the right way. So with that in mind, I would like to ask you nicely, really politely, without coming across as rude or disrespectful in any way, do you mind if I bend you over and fuck you senseless right now?
If it’s to your liking then I would like to push your face into the mattress, spread your legs with my knees and fuck you until there’s a puddle on the sheets between your legs and one under your face.
Would you be opposed to me grabbing your hips firmly, and pumping into you so hard with my balls slapping against you that your screams have our neighbors praying for god to forgive our sins?
I’m a gentleman. I like to ask nicely. Do you mind, dear?
No, Sir, I don’t mind. :)
