(This was written for a man I'd met online, he'd been a special part of my life and this was one of my dreams I'd had, when I'd not heard from him for over a week. Due to him being away on a business trip.)
Drawing the blanket close to her. The night held a certain chill to it. The sun had finally dropped itself behind the buildings, creating a coliage of brilliant colors. She reflected on her day, a bit of sadness suddenly washed over her.
Overwhelming at the mere thought of him. The deepest sadness washed over her further. His image forever etched inside her mind. Never wishing for it to fade or disappear. She snuggled down deeper, the blanket enveloping her body. With a deep inward sigh, thoughts of him come flooding in. She always found herself missing him. Especially knowing that his business trips were of great importance. After all it is what he loved to do. His job made him happy.
Curling up further in the blanket her thoughts slipped deeper an deeper on him. This had been the longest that they'd been apart. Shuddering from a mix of the cool air, and how much she really missed her Master. It pained her to have to go so long without talking to him. Suddenly her body began to relax. Every muscle, starting from her toes, the relaxation took over and she quickly slipped off to sleep.
Having her mind filled with thoughts of her Master. Sleep came surprisingly quick. Making her dreams only obvious. Which was of unusual form. The haze of her dream quickly surrounded her. Taming her deep sadness of missing him terribly, turning her fantasies of finally being able to feel the caress of his touch. She found herself standing in a dark room. The air was somehow filled with a aroma that tickled her senses. She couldn't quite make it out, but all she knew was that it was pleasing to her. Letting her eyes adjust to the rooms dim lighting, she peered down at herself.
Dressed in just panties, made of lace and silk. They actually fit perfectly to her well rounded ass. The bra was made of the same material. Cut low, making sure to expose the upper parts of her breasts. Not knowing where she was at, or how she managed to get here. Trying to find the answer wasn't to important at the moment.
Her eyes had adjusted partly, allowing her to make out the contents of the room. It made her slightly nervous when her eyes became partly aware of certain objects. It wasn't like she was totally clueless to the things her eyes settled upon. A smile creasing at the corners of her lips, suddenly it became quite evident where she was at. Images flooding her mind at how this could play out. Suddenly a idea came over her. She has no idea where her Master was. But her finding herself inside this room. Lets just say her mind was running full speed. He had to be close by. At least she could hope. What she wasn't quite aware of. Was that somewhere inside this unfamiliar room. Sat a man, familiar with the woman wondering around the room. His keen vision keeping her in his sights.
She would wiggle the door knob...locked. A frown furrows her brow as she becomes annoyed. It had know been over an hour since she came to be in this room, surrounded by all the objects. They were obviously used to bring one of two things...pain or great pleasure. She actually preferred the pleasurable aspect if the objects. So she continued her little exploration. Her eyes widened as she came to a stop beside a odd looking bench type thing. It was obviously made of leather. Located at each end was some mind of restraint. Looking all about the object she peered at the very top. Lodged deep inside the very middle was a vibrating cock. With a curious hand she really he'd out and tried to locate a button. Smiling she finally found one. Pushing it she watched the dildo come to life and position itself so it now was locked in place. The use was only obvious. Suddenly her desire, want and need ignited deep down inside her. Her eyes glazed over and the small section located between the apex of her thighs, became moist. Her thoughts strictly on her Master. He was the source if her fire. The flame be coming so out of control that she glanced over her left shoulder, then over the right. Her eyes trailing around the room. Totally unaware of the eyes intensely watching her.
Her fingers slipped inside the thin fabric of her panties. They slipped down past her hips and quickly pooled at her feet. Stepping out of them her fingers slid up, unclasping her bra. She quickly slid it down her shoulders and let it tumble to the floor. Her body completely vulnerable and exposed. But this felt so right. She didn't feel any hesitation as her body moved over to the object. This was exciting to her. Slowly she would bend at the waist and place both hands on the objects sides. Her thighs spreading wide, she slowly slid up to the dildo. With a firm grip she took ahold of it and maneuvered herself over top of it. Her body shuddering and shaking as she inched herself slowly down. The large mushroom head pressed itself slowly between her now glistening pussy lips. Her tongue sliding over her lips, wetting them completely. She would lower down further. Feeling the thick girth of the toy penetrate her tight walls. She cried out as her body succumbed to the overwhelming fit. Bucking her hips forward the back as if she was making the dildo drive inside of her. Her leg muscles giving way,so she could completely bury the dildo deep inside of her. Only toxins her body rising back off of it. Soon she would pick up rythym as her pussy glistened with her juices.
His body perfectly relaxed, but slightly slouched. His strong arms laying outstretched over the large arms of the chair. He had found the little hidden room, which was equipped with a two way mirror. His plan had begun to unfold perfectly. He had brought her in and departed to the hidden room. As she wondered and explored the different pieces of furniture. He would make himself comfortable, as he let his gaze follow her around the room. Enjoying just the bra and panties. His cock pulsed and throbbed watching her hips sway, her full breasts slightly bounce. Looking on, he soon became so in tuned in watching her play with the bench like a wild animal stalking his next meal. His gaze widened as she slowly positioned her body over the dildo. He was barely able to control himself. From sliding his rock hard cock from benedth the denim fabric and gliding his hand around the shaft. But he wouldn't do it. He had a different plan in mind. Soon he would let it play out. But for now his body relaxed as he reclined fully in the large over sized chair. His gaze affixed on his princess.
Her head tilted back as she rode the dildo. Thoughts of her Master laying beneath her. With outstretched hands, placing them flat on the bench. She would use the bench as support. Imagining deep in her mind that it was him she was riding. She shuddered and her hand shot down between her thighs. She couldn't hold on much longer. The climax building as she buried the dildo over and over inside of her. Continueing to buck and rock her hips, each moan turning into a high pitched cry. Her body shook and trembled her mouth drawing open. It was close and she would let her body go and feel the intensity of it. Crying out, her body stiffened. But she kept going, riding the dildo as she rode out the climax.
Watching and waiting for the perfect moment. Which was when her hips began to buck and rock, his princess was close. He quickly sprang from the oversized chair and quietly stepped into the room. Just in time he slid up behind her. He stood towering over her. The intensity of her climax shook the walls. He gracefully reaches out to her head and grabs a handful of her hair. Wrapping it around his fist he yanked her head back to look down at her body. Taking in the thin sheen of sweat glistening all over. Aggressively tilting her head back so she could see clearly who had a hold of her. He slightly dipped his head, softly whispering in her ear.
