Surrender 33

What are you waiting for Master? I am here. Fuck me up! I know that you can. You are vicious, evil, and sadistic. God I love that about you. You know just how to turn my body and my mind into jello. First you worm your way into my brain, by talking to me that special way you do. Your voice is deep and dark, and excites me like no other man. You love that, don't you?! Threatening me, teasing me, torturing me, telling me what you will do to me. It gets my blood boiling, my head swimming, and makes me drip. I sweat, as my heart races, and I am floating as I try and concentrate on your words. You have not touched me yet, but I want you to more than ever. Take me, I am your property. I am your sex slave and your whore. I will do whatever you want of me, just touch me. My breath is short and I am so turned on. Ask me what my name is, or any simple question, and I have to fight to get the answers out. I am putty in your hands, waiting for you to mold me into what you want, and what you need. Your breath is upon me, and I convulse uncontrollably for you. Don't you understand how much I want you?! You are hot, and even though you don't see it, it is undeniable to me.

Finally you touch me, and ever so lightly at first. My body feels as though your touch is electrifying my body. Your scent fills my nostrils, and I am but an animal in heat. You know how to trace my body with your fingers, seeking out all my good spots. Your voice turns especially evil, and oh so dark. Your hand finds my throat, and grips your possession, just in case I have forgotten that you own me. I can barely breathe, but I don't give a shit, because you take my breath away in any case. Pull my hair Master, and force my head back, as you threaten to fuck with me. Put a knife at my throat, and trace the curves of my neck, and jaw line. Bite my earlobe, and hurt me ever so gently. Now your hands are more forceful, and you find my nipples just waiting for you. Slap them, tease them, and take them between your fingers, Master. Twist them, tug them, pinch them, and make me hurt for you. Suffering for you is all I have ever wanted, and it honors me that I am the one chosen to be the bearer of your attentions.

Pull my fucking nipples, and bring me up on my toes, as you threaten to tear my sensitive peaks from my body. I gasp in pain and delight, and I drip for you even more. I am so slick now, and rarely have I ever been so turned on. I want you Master, and I know you want me. Force me to my knees, so that I may serve you as you need. I look up at you in awe, for you are the man I love and live for. I look up at your chest, and it heaves in raw lust for me. Your cock strains inside your pants and it begs to be released. I feel you push me to the floor, and apply your boot to my back. You pull my hands together and cuff them roughly. Then you grab my hair, and with your powerful hands, you pick up your slave, and I am back on my knees. What, Master?! Lick your boots? I do so with no shame. This is my place and worshiping you is my pleasure. My tongue finds every inch of your boots, one by one. My saliva makes your boots shine, and I can see your cock pulsing inside your pants. Don't deny it. This shit turns you on, and there is no sense denying it. My teeth find your zipper, once I am done with your boots. I manage to tug at that, and then work on your belt. It takes some doing, but I must have your cock in my mouth.

Help me Master! I am so fucking horny now. Take me!! No more teasing me! Let me have what I hunger so badly for. You have at least some mercy, as you take down your pants, and then shove my face against your underwear, containing that delicious monster. The bulge is impressive, and I want to eat it up. I lightly bite at the shaft contained there, and notice the pre-cum. You ask me if I want it badly enough?! Fuck you, Master! With all due respect, you must know I do! Finally you peel down the underwear, and your cock is free. My mouth is wide open, just begging to be stabbed at by your member. Right here, my tongue is extended now. Fuck my mouth with your tool. I will make it nice and slick for you Master, and make you feel so good. You grip my hair, and force my head back, and run the shaft across my mouth at a side angle. Not good enough! I need it in my mouth, please! Use me, Master. You tug at my hair, and pull my head back once again. I am but a toy for your amusement, aren't I? You apply two nipple clamps to my sensitive nipples, and just as I scream in pain, you finally let me taste your cock, and I plunge down on it screaming around the shaft. God it fucking hurts! But I love it, and you slowly start to face fuck me, and then pick up the pace. Faster and faster you use my mouth to please you. I fight the urge to gag, and it becomes very sloppy, as juices flow from my mouth. The chain from the nipple clamps swing wildly!

Long streams of throat juices drip out of my mouth, and slime my chest. Tears spring to my eyes, and I want all your cock down my throat. My goal is to take all of you, and I finally do. Your balls finally are resting against my chin, and your cock is super slick. You take your cock out once in a while, and slap it against my cheeks, and wipe some of the slick fluid all over my face. What a slut I must look like. I don't care though. More Master, more!

Take me Master! Take your filthy little slut, and use this body as you see fit. Finally your moans increase as I can feel your orgasm approaching. I want your cum and want to taste it, swallow it, as it is a part of your soul. You pull out of my mouth, pull my head back, and roar. You cum, and it spurts like thick white ropes, leaping out of your piss slit. Some of it stripes my face, and some lands in my mouth where I can taste you. It is sweet and I must have more. You wipe your hard cock over my face, and rake some of it back to my mouth, and then you have me clean your cock and hand with my tongue. Even your fingers are to be cleaned by me. But, even as you enjoy your orgasm, I can see you are still hard and not finished with me, are you?! I feel you take the nipple clamps off of me, and I scream in pain as each one comes undone.

You toss me to the floor, and I turn my face to the side as I fall forward. The wind is knocked out of me but I recover quickly. What is next, Master? You order me to get up on my knees, and I struggle to obey, but it is not easy with my hands secured behind my back. You tell me that my ass belongs to you, and if you so desire, you will take it. I have no problem with that. You reach down and start spanking my ass. Yes, that feels good, and I wiggle for you, indicating that I want more. My ass soon burns hot, and I am on fire. Will you spank me, or will you fuck me? Maybe both if I am a lucky slave. You kneel between my parted legs, and I feel your slimy cock sliding over my asshole. Oh god!! I don't know if I can take it up there, but do I have a choice? Choices are not for true slaves, but you have always given me choices before. You always give me the choice of something bad or something worse. You know how to make me chose what you really wanted in the first place, don't you?! Bastard! Oh so lovable bastard, Master.

Cool wet liquid pours over my hole, and it seeps into my body. I am so exposed, and so vulnerable. I can feel your cock head pressing against my asshole. I feel as though I am torn apart, as you enter me. It hurts so badly, and I fight to remember that this is something I want. Whatever you want from me, it is your right to claim it, Master. You slowly enter me and fill me completely. You start to withdraw from me, and the sensation is like nothing else I have experienced before. Before long you are fucking me, and I gasp for air, and the pain ever so slowly starts to turn into pleasure. Not only do you fuck me, but you spank my ass, as you pull out of me. My mind is in overload, and soon I am begging you to fuck me. Harder, Master! Fuck your slut harder! Grab my ass, and use it! Yeah, oh GOD, yes!! I can feel your sweat dripping down on my back, as you plunge into me, harder, and faster. I am your fuck toy now, to be used by you.

You throw your head back, and moan. Your moaning turns into howling, and then you withdraw from my beaten and abused ass. I hear your cock being stroked from behind me, and though I feeling so empty now, I almost cry for you. Your cock spews its hot liquid cum onto my ass, and my back. I feel totally used, but that is why I am here. To be used by someone, who is the man I love, and love to be dominated by. After a moment, you release my cuffs and turn me over. You put your boot in my face, and order me to play with myself. I do, and lick your boots as I struggle to get myself off. Finally, I feel my orgasm approaching and I beg for your permission to cum. You look down and laugh at me. You have me, Master. There is no denying that, but please be merciful, and allow your slave some release. You tell me one word...."NOW." I explode and for a moment in time, the world stops for me. I don't give a shit about anything or anyone. That moment passes and you reach down for me. I kiss your hand in appreciation, for you have shown me a love like no other. I am your property, and proud of that fact.

I know I have you. I can make you do almost anything. Beg, grovel, kneel at my feet, and more. Follow my commands, and I shall take you where imagination rules. I can make you suffer like no other; don't forget that. Your pain excites me and torturing you entertains me. I like to push you, hurt you, and take you to the absolute limit of what a slave can endure. I love the power that you entrust me with, and channel that power back into you. It is a strong force, and one that requires great focus or it becomes dangerous.

I know how to fuck with your brain, and how to electrify every nerve in your body. Once I have your brain, your body will follow. I have the gift of domination, just as you have the gift of submission. We feed off of each other, and embrace our darker side. Raw passion is welcomed and without it, what we do is simply a production without heart. I control you and can take you to the edge, but we are nothing without trust. You must trust me with your life, and I must trust you to tell me if I have taken things too far. We have a symbiotic relationship; one needs the other. A Dominant without a submissive is like a flower without sunlight, soil, and water. It does not exist for very long. I want you...need you in my life. We are good together, but my domination of you comes out of love, and respect for who you are. You have the gift. You are here to serve me, and in pleasing me, I will please you. Remember always that I do what I do out of love; love for you.