Belled for Her (madame X Pûss)

I want to see my bell around your neck and for you to be wearing a silk slip with your stripper heels. I want to remind you that your body is mine to do with what I wish while you put records on for me and roll rose petal joints dipped in St. Germain for me. I want you sprawled out over the couch looking at me with your fuck-me eyes.

I want to write poetry on your tummy with your good lipstick, I want to squeeze the sexy soft flesh of your sides that make you self conscious, I want to bruise your lush tits with my hands and teeth, I want to bite the insides of your thighs. I want to push my cock into your ass while you squirm with embarrassment about how much you like it, trying to pull away while I force my cock deeper into your tightness until you find yourself pushing your sexy thick ass back to grind yourself against me.

I want to have your clit swollen with desire for me to play with while I fuck your pussy with my hands, running my tongue over your piercing. I want you whimpering for me to stop while you spread your legs wider for me. I want to keep edging you until you start crying and become desperate enough to try to smear your waterproof mascara (that you are so proud of) to entice me with your messy mascara tears to let you come. Desperate enough to use your words, anything to feel that release. When I finally allow you to orgasm, I want you squirting hard for me. At first, you will be too high from endorphins to care but then you will feel that cold wetness beneath you that even the soft fabric chuck can't hide. You will want to pretend it didn't happen, wreathed in your shame. But I won't let you. I will be slowly and carefully rubbing your face in the mess you've made, putting you in that blissful transcendent state. You will think you have finally been released until I push you back and start again.

Playing with your swollen and bruised body more gently this time while you softly plead that you can't come anymore and it hurts. You try to summon up tears again for your cause but you have been used up. I will disregard you and continue until I have taken what I want from you, forcing you to come again and again. When I am done reminding you who you belong to, I will use you for what you are good for. I will expect you to be in peak sex kitten mode, no matter how bruised and swollen your body is. You will be desperate to turn off your brain, but you know me better than that. You will have to fight against the urge to float gently adrift and instead struggle to focus. You know what is required of you.

I want you to tell me how you felt to be my messy little slut so you can entice my brain while you stroke my body and tease my tits with your little claws and stroke my hot wet pussy with your hands, your mouth and whatever devices you think will make me come the hardest. You know your primary function is to gratify me. My brain, my mouth, my hands, my pussy. You try to make your brain function clearly enough so that you can slowly beguile me as you carefully maneuver through your whore's tricks to bring me the most possible delight.

You will think that you could not possibly feel desire now until you allow your mouth over my pussy, tasting me, having your face streaked with my wetness, hearing my low growled incantations. But you feel it. You feel your traitorous pussy starting to stir against your will. You know you will be awash in my warm fluids, your face and throat engulfed, if you perform your task correctly. You know my greed and that I will want release several more times after with your clever hands moving the heavy steel wand in my pussy, thrusting against my g spot as you massage my clit with your big rumbly vibe.

Finally, I will have had enough. You will nuzzle into me, high from endorphins, the joint and your triumph. You feel my hand carefully stroking down your body and you start to tense up to discourage my pursuit, but I am undeterred as I spread your pussy open with my hand, gently stroking until you are once again pliable under my hand, greedily writhing and thrusting your hips, hoping to signal that you want to have your pussy filled with my tentacle. I will tease you with the head of my glimmering cock, rocking slowly back and forth inside you, filling you just enough with my textured silicone suckers that you pull me all the way inside of you so you can be filled up to the brim with my tentacle. I will gently thrust inside you until you start to mewl that you want to come. I will pull all the way out of you and smack your bountiful ass once, hard. Your breathing is rapid and shallow, but you know it's no use. You are finished for the night, rode hard and put away wet.