This is my fourth Erotica Challenge, where friends and readers have given me the acts, words and feelings, and I have created a story from them. Feel free to contact me, if you'd like to offer a challenge.
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"Hello Princess," You croon. "You're not in my bed. Why is that?"
I begin to answer, but you cut me off.
"It doesn't matter why. This is very distressing to me," you state. "I have plans for you right now."
I don't know what to say. I know that no excuse will be accepted, so I remain silent.
"I am just not sure where I've gone wrong," you murmur. I choke back some words. "Do I not love you enough?' you ask.
"Yes, of course you do," I reply quickly before you can interrupt. "You love me more than anyone, more than I have ever deserved."
"Tut, tut." You wait until you are sure I am done with my little outburst. "I see that I've gone astray somehow. Perhaps I've not been clear about how this evening is to progress. That must be it. Well, let me explain it to you, in delicious detail."
"I..."
"Ah ah... That's enough out of you. I don't want to hear another word until I give you permission, do you understand me?"
Seething with frustration, I reply. "Mmmmhmmm."
"Excellent." You shift, to make yourself comfortable. "Oh, and I am going to get very graphic here as well, but I don't want you to touch yourself. AT ALL. Not if you get an itch, not if a fly lands on you, nothing. The next hands on your body will be mine. You needn't respond to me, I know you understand."
I feel your eyes boring into me as they have a hundred times before. I feel you sucking me in, getting lost in the tone and tempo of your voice.
"You'll walk to me, no, no... that's all wrong. You'll shed every stitch of clothing and crawl to me on your hands and knees like the wanton woman you are. You'll kneel before me, at my feet as I stand above you until I give you permission to rise. You'll behave as if I'm all that matters, that what I want and need tonight is law, because it will be so. You'll be utterly submissive.
"You'll sit back on your heels and slowly remove my belt and lay it on the floor beside you. You'll unbutton my pants with your lips and teeth, and unzip them the same way, letting them fall to the floor. You'll drag my briefs down with your mouth, again until they fall to the floor. And then you'll pause, sitting back on your heels as I step out of their binding and lay them aside.
"I will pet your hair, smiling down at you and praise you for a moment, before I raise myself up again, standing naked before you.