Still Interested??

Him: Are you still interested in being forced down on a pussy?
Her: Oh yeah
Him: We haven't talked about it much
Her: Yeah I know.. yes I am interested

Her thoughts:
I can imagine a dark haired, small framed beautiful woman........ often in my mind I envision her to look very similar to me. And I wonder what that means? Am I self-centered or do I find myself attractive???...........umm yes I would say I do; however she in my mind has physical attributes that I find attractive, that I don't necessarily have and yes wish to have.

She is not dominant, nor passive but equal with me... we are alike both physically and emotionally and we want to please him. We are submissive to him. She finds our relationship attractive, she finds us both attractive. She wants to be a part of our fucking but not our life.

And knowing this we are all free and uninhibited.......I am excited to know
the kiss of a woman
the taste of a pussy other than my own
the touch of a woman
the instructions and direction from my man
knowing he is turned on and pleased
knowing he will do whatever he wants to both of us
that I will love it
that I will submit
that I will cum
that I will be forced
that I will be amazed as always

Her: yes definitely interested
Him: good girl

The dog came home

We'd planned it out beforehand, pizza with friends, beer, conversation
Catching a pinch or a squeeze in the hallways
Pretty puppy, that's a good girl
Waiting, lusting
They had no idea. They really have no idea what we're up to, do they? And they'd look back and say
"Such a nice, normal couple. Don't you enjoy stopping by for tea?"
"Yes", he'd say, "I do love a spot of tea with the donald's, they are such charming company"
In the bathroom, squeezing and groping, tongue in her mouth, fingernails in flesh, pulling up her skirt
fix yourself up, dog, the pizza's here
and back to the long, drawn out, "Enough about you, let's talk about me" conversation
cameras and apertures, wicca this and voodoo that
nod and smile, I am looking at the stool
puppy knows what it's for, and she's sitting on it now,
straight backed
wet
expectant
in front of our company. i can smell, in my mind, the whip. I can hear it cracking and even see her tits heaving as I slap them red.
She's been a naughty girl. Honestly I can't remember why, it's so hard to remember anything bad about her, so I make something up, anything, to punish her for.
blindfolded and bent over
tied down
bark, bitch. open your mouth and pant, there's a good girl, what a good little dog you are being.
a pat on the head and my cock deep in her mouth
here is your treat my darling
don't miss any.

Filthy girl

I came home and he was waiting for me. He whistled as he typically does to let me know where he is. I ran down and into his arms. He kissed me hard and began to rub my pussy. He had not removed any of my clothes but it didn't matter. I could cum just by grinding his leg, or by his kisses alone. I have often felt as though I could orgasm by the sound of his voice.


He asked if I had showered today and I let him know that I had not. At the same time squirming under his hands that were moving quickly beneath my panties. I was so drawn to him but also wishing I had showered or at least would have the chance to. His fingers slipped into my very wet cunt and quickly retracted. He took his wet fingers and placed them in my mouth and all over my tongue. He said, taste what a dirty whore you are and now I want you to shower.





I was shaking inside with excitement and he stood there watching me undress and start the shower. It always made me feel more vulnerable those looks of inspection yet approval as he stood there fully clothed. I slipped into the shower and was given more directions:


I want you to wash your filthy cunt and ass and make yourself clean for me


If there is any shaving required, do that as well


He left and returned to hand me my glass dildo.


Here, he said and when you are all clean I want you to fuck yourself but you cannot cum.


I want you to let me know when you are close. I want you to tell me


I took the glass dildo and positioned myself on the floor of the shower grabbing the shower head that detached at the same time. I switched the spray to the hardest vibration and initially moved it all over my body noticing how hard the water was and how incredible it was going to feel pounding on my cunt. The pressure was strong enough to give my nipples hard erections and I could even vibrate my tits with that amazing shower head.

I opened up my pussy lips and slowly moved around and in and out the bevelled shaped glass dildo

How are you doing in there slut?

I let him know I was doing what I was told

The shower head came over my clit next and I could feel my entire pussy swelling and that intense desire to spread open wide. I was wishing for the clothes pins as had I had them I would have clipped them to my nipples. I was going to ask but also remembered I had been told I couldn't cum.

He opened the curtain and shut the water off.

Get out whore.

He dried me with a towel and instructed me to show him my pussy. He was pleased that I had not cum and let me know that my cunt was swollen and so very pretty. He went down on me to inspect the cleaning I gave myself, licking my clit and shoving his tongue inside me.

Good girl... you have done a good job

I will inspect your ass out here

You are so quiet slut he said as he kissed me. I couldn't talk I was so horny and dizzy... like I was under a spell.

He teasingly asked if he had interupted me and I answered yes.

He asked if I wanted to cum and said that I needed to ask.

I said yes. I said please and he said I could cum when he said so

He grabbed my hair, my towel falling to the ground.. I was at the same time wet and cold and sooo turned on. He told me to crawl to a stool he had placed in the centre of the room. Actually, I never crawl alone.. he usually drags me by my hair or pulls me around with most of his hand inside my cunt. This time he grabbed my hair, I took this as a sign that any orgasm was going to be denied for some time.
I was to lean over it, face down, legs spread. He circled around and was contemplating out loud whether or not he should tie me up or whether I was going to behave. I knew I would behave as ropes and constraints are not required when I am so horny and almost desperate for him.
He inspected, touching and probing and commenting on how happy and excited my pussy was.
He placed a blindfold over my eyes and as he did so I could smell the familiar scent of the leather whip.
He whipped my tits, my ass and between my legs. It stung but because I was so turned on I could take it. He asked me if I had enough and kissed me making it hard for me to respond. I was breathing hard, almost shaking inside and could feel the burning of my skin. Nice... I was no longer cold I thought. I told him I wanted more as he maneuvered his fingers in my pussy.. I knew I was dripping, he told me I was. He also told me that I needed to ask and tell him why.
I knew what I was supposed to say,

yes, yes may I have more because I am a dirty filthy whore
good girl
and no I didn't say you could cum.