The music was loud, and the crowd was huge. Not my cup of tea. I hate rubbing elbows all night and not having room to move. The site of her dancing under that light was the only thing that got me through the evening. She is so shy, but put her in a crowd with music and she lets go. Her body was different than the others, not bad, really more to my likening actually. She has soft curves and enough meat on her hips to provide me with a wonderful place to grab and thrust into her hard. I am proud to say I gave her that body.
I had the pleasure of watching her child-like body grow with my child. Her stomach carried the most precious thing. Her breasts became full and plump. Her hips filled out in preparation of the trauma her body would endure. Nine months later she was like a beautiful flower that blossomed. It was hard for me at first. It was strange to see my child nuzzle and suck on her soft pink nipples. I was jealous. I wanted my hands to stroke the warm skin of her chest.
I stood tonight though and watched like the rest of the crowd as she sways with the music. Her red hair flowing around the neck that I wrap my hands around so many nights. Oh, how those hips move, almost like she is grinding me, but she is on the dance floor. The music is crude, all male dominate. Talking only of sex and sucking.
She was driving me crazy, I had to be near her. I take her another drink. She is driving me crazy with that straw. The way her lips wrap around it and you can just see her cheeks pull. I wish I was that straw. I had thoughts of her and that straw all night. I was about to go crazy, as finally the night came to and end. We shook hands and said goodbye to our friends and gently was pushing her to the door.
The conversation on the way home takes a turn toward the music. She asks if I noticed all the songs lately are about male domination. I suppose she is right. I commented on how it has been true in our relationship, I am the one who chooses what sexual things we do. She gets ballsy. She states that if my mother knew what she does to me in bed she would have a stroke. I suppose she is right again. Somewhere on the ride home I assume she made the decision. When we got home she went straight to the bathroom. I gave her some space, assuming if she wanted my attention she would ask.
My knees went weak when she appeared again. She had on the black corset I bought her so long ago. Her makeup was still dark from the club, and her eyes seemed to see right through me. I stood in silence as I looked. The corset pushed her tits up. I looked down her soft curves and her bare ass hung out of the matching g string. I couldn't see her long tempting legs, due to the incredibly hot, high black leather boots she wore. I was frozen. That devilish smile was enough to convince me that tonight, with that fiery red hair, she was as close to the devils spawn as they come. I was almost scared.
The words that came out of her mouth....The words that changed my life....
" You dominate me every night. Tonight if you want pleasure, you will pleasure me first. If you are not a good boy, you will be punished, the way I decide fit. Now be a good boy and come here, or I will take matters into my own hands."
I crawled to her feet. No way, I was going to miss this show! Not even if it killed me!
The floor was cold, and any other time I would be shriveled up. I was hard as rock already, though. She noticed, and reach down to stroke me. She then reminded me that she was to get pleasure first. That is when she struck the inside of my thigh with the leather crop she held. It hit right below my balls, so close I could feel the breeze. The sting should have brought him down, but her wicked laugh kept him hard as can be. She was enjoying this. She was on a power trip.
I was surprised to feel the warm soft fabric that she then fastened around the shaft of my cock. Before I could understand, she clipped the leash to it and started walking away. She got one tug, before I snapped out of it and followed. I watched her ass sway as I crawled behind her. She then sat right in front of me with her clit nearly touching my nose. Her long legs were spread and I could smell the fragrance of her freshly shaven pussy. She was aroused. I leaned in and licked it right down the middle. I felt the fire on my ass at the same time the tug made me fall back. I was not in control and I had not asked permission. Due to my mistake, she pulled out her toy. I sat nose to her clit and watched as she ever so gently ran the toy up and down her pussy. It was already wet and I want to stick whatever I could in it. I wanted to feel the warmth, the wetness.
Her body started to tremble. Instead of letting herself finish though she put the toy down and asked if I wanted to taste it. "Yes!"
My ass was lit on fire again.
"Excuse me?"
