Disclaimer: This is the first of a series of stories that are re-writes of fantasy conversations between my submissive and I. While the sharing of ideas in this lifestyle is a great thing, I request that none of my work is used without my expressed consent because they are for him, which he has graciously given permission to share. Feedback is always appreciated. Enjoy.
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Sitting naked together, curled up under a blanket on the couch you place your chin on my shoulder, nuzzling my neck and I get the hint that you are looking for some playtime rather than down time. You whisper "I don't want to beg for your attentions but will if you have to my Lady."
"It would certainly be hard to beg wearing a hood though." I turn my face to you with a sly smile crossing my lips.
"Mmmm I bet."
I move out from under the blanket, wrapping my robe tighter around me I retrieve a few items from the playroom. Returning I hold up your leather hood for you to slide your head into. I lock a collar over the base of it, attaching a leather leash and leading you around waiting to see how much you'd run into trying to get to the bedroom. Laughing when you knock on a wall and stumble over other items, I can see you're frustrated. Audibly patting the bed, you know to climb onto all fours keeping your knees on the edge, presented for examination. I carefully inspect 'my' cock, balls and hole for cleanliness, a good shave and thorough enema; hearing a pleasurable moan through the hood when my hand makes contact with your flesh. Without any warning I push two fingers into your tight hole while taking a firm grip on your cock, whispering "Who do these belong to boy?"
"You Lady Midnight."
"Good boy."
I keep working my fingers deep in your ass, feeling 'my' cock get impossibly hard. Just as quickly as I penetrated, I pull away and demand that you lay on your back. After flipping yourself over I cuff your wrists up above your head and move your knees to your chest, telling you not to move an inch to which you reply with a nod. I run my nails down your chest then quickly take 'my' cock into my mouth, just a short but hard suck before moving on, not wanting you cumming just yet. You moan into the hood, just loud enough for me to hear your disappointment that my moist mouth is no longer around your shaft. Slowly I rub cold lube into your slutty hole with one hand, and all over my strap on with the other.
"I've picked an especially large one tonight for you to take boy"
"I'm your slut Lady Midnight, yours to use as you see fit."
Moving over you, holding your knees to your chest, I press down and all the way the length of the dildo in a single swift motion, hearing you whimper through the hood at the sudden pain.
"You like being my slut eh pet? I might have to start calling you that more often."
You nod vigorously in response. Between thrusting hard and deep into your boycunt, I reach down and stroke 'my' cock, spitting on you when needing the bit of lubricant, but never taking you over the edge. I have other plans for 'my' cock; this is just a warm up.
"Ah be as extreme as you want Lady Midnight, please use me!" I hear you cry out from the hood, like you know what I am thinking. Normally I don't allow outbursts like that, but I would rather not break my rhythm to punish you. I want you to have a really good stretch tonight before I'm done and reach for a smaller dildo I set nearby earlier, working it in with my thrusts. After a few moments, I'm fucking you deep with both cocks, hearing the muffled cries and seeing you pulling at the binds, making me go harder and faster. I can see the typical response of your body when you're just about to cum and stop dead, pulling both cocks out and grabbing your cockhead tight to ease you away from the edge.
"Mmmm"
"Not yet slut, I still have plans for 'my' cock."
Once you've finally calmed down, I stretch out your legs and cuff them to the bedposts so you are spread eagle and completely exposed. You can hear me shuffling around with some things, unable to see, but feel something sliding over 'my' cock. Immediately you realize it's a pump when that first suction tugs away at your already hard member. I hear the whimpering again and slap your inner thigh telling you to stop being a pussy bitch and take it.
"Yes Lady Midnight!"
I've been denying you my pussy for quite some time; ensuring that I could be nice and tight tonight for my maximum pleasure after pumping you up. I can see your cock throbbing in the tube already with only one pump, so I continue until you're visibly strained. You're moaning that it aches badly but I show little empathy. Once you've reached the max, I pull the tube off, and lick along 'my' super sensitive cock, not that I need it for lube; I'm already dripping my juices down my thighs. Quickly I undo the restraints, tell you to get on all fours so I can slide beneath you and without taking off your hood, guide you by 'my' cock to my smooth, wet lips. You moan loudly as you feel the heat radiating from my cunt. Grabbing a hold of your collar I pull you down and kiss you through the hood, frustrating you even more that you are denied the simplest pleasures like a kiss.