I look at my watch. Exactly
8 p.m. I ring your room and inform you that I am in the lobby of the hotel
we agreed upon. You know what I expect of you. I wander into the bar for
a glass of merlot, knowing your anticipation is growing with every second
that passes. I stall... making idle conversation with the bartender. Ten
minutes pass and I pay for my drink.
I pick up my travel case and purse
and head for the elevator.
I press for the 16th floor I close
my eyes and imagine you as you wait for me. Your room is down the hall
to the right.
The door is left slightly ajar as I
instructed and I walk inside.
The room is sparsely but tastefully
finished and I see you have done all that I have instructed you to do.
I lay my travel case and purse against the chair and toss my coat over
the chair back.
I sit on the edge of the bed where
you lay silent and still, nothing adorning your body but the black leather
and velvet blindfold I had sent you with my instructions for the evening.
The room is illuminated by several candles, the light dancing and reflecting
off your soft skin.
I lean close to your face and you can
feel my breath warm on your cheek. "Hello, my love", I whisper as I gently
trace your lips with the tips of my long nails. I study your body, and
see you are obviously tense and nervous. "Relax, baby", I whisper as I
trail my nails down your body, lightly brushing against your semi-erect
cock. You harden completely to my touch and the rest of your body seems
more at ease. You do not utter a word. Your silence is an agreement. By
speaking without my permission, you know our evening will instantly draw
to an end.
I stand and walk to my travel case,
pick it up and place it open, on the night table. I look down at you...
your chest rising and falling faster as your excitement increases with
each breath you take. I sit next to you again. You feel me slide the soft
leather collar around your neck and lock it into place. "Tonight, I own
you" I whisper.
The moments feel like days to you
as I fasten soft leather restraints on your ankles and wrists and secure
them to the bed posts by looping silk scarves through the D-rings as to
not scar the wood of the antique bed where you lay. I whisper into your
ear, assuring you that I love you... that I desire you... that I find you
beautiful. I bend to your lips and lightly trace them with my tongue. Your
mouth opens and my tongue explores yours... our first kiss, and it electrifies
both of us.
I trail kisses down your chest... teasing
each nipple. I take my time licking down your belly. I stop right over
your cock, letting you feel my breath on your hard flesh. As you strain
against the binds,trying desperately to feel my mouth on you, I slowly
move away and down to your thighs. Licking and tasting every inch. You
emit a soft whimper.
>My fingers gently move between your
thighs... touching and exploring, softly massaging your soft sac of skin.
I hear you moan softly. I notice a tiny pearly bead of pre-cum oozing from
the head of your now pulsing cock and my tongue eagerly darts out to taste
you.
I softly kiss the smooth purplish head,
letting my tongue swirl around it. You whimper softly and arch your back
towards me. I take your swollen shaft into my hand and start gently stroking
you. Your body responds in rhythm. I guide your cock past my lips, hungrily
taking you into my throat. My lips slide up and down your hard cock, milking
you into my mouth. I work faster... eager to taste all of you, to swallow
you. Your body stiffens and you fill my mouth with warm creamy liquid as
your body spasms against your bonds. I lick all of the cum off your quivering
cock. "Good Boy", I whisper....
... As your cock slowly softens, I
carefully lick each remaining drop of cum off the tip as I cradle it in
my hands.
There is a knock at the door. I look
at my watch. 9PM exactly. Perfectly on time. I answer the door and bring
in the cart that room service left as directed.
You hear me set something down on the
bedside table. "Do you trust me?", I whisper. You nod. You feel something
cool and sweet against your lips... you can smell it... peaches. You open
your mouth and I feed you,I lick the traces of peach juice from your lips.
I reach for another piece of fruit ,and your mouth instantly opens. "Just
your tongue," I tell you. You stick your tongue out and I rub the piece
of fruit across it. "Now lick it", I whisper. You taste not only peach
juice, but my juices on the fruit. I ask if you want more. You nod eagerly.
I dip the peach slice into my wet pussy and feed it to you.... rubbing
it on your lips, then dropping it into your mouth. I bend and lick your
neck. " You please me. You make me very wet, love", I whisper, " Do you
want more?" You nod.
You feel my leg over your chest, the
heel of my boot against your opposite arm. You can smell the mixture of
my pussy and peaches as I tell you how nice the cool slices of fruit feel
as I push them inside me. I scoot up the bed, and holding onto the headboard,
I squat over your face. You can smell me. You feel a bit of peach juice
dribble onto your face. I tell you to open your mouth. You do so without
question. I slide my pussy down gently on your mouth and push a slice of
fruit out with my muscles. I tell you not to chew... to just hold it in
your mouth. I slide down next to you and bend to kiss you. You offer the
fruit into my mouth. I bite it in two, and we share.
I start untying your binds but I leave
the soft leather restraints on you. I want you to continue to feel like
my property... that I own you. I help you sit up, and you feel me snap
your leash onto the ring of your collar. I help you to the floor , onto
your hands and knees and I lead you to the Victorian chair in the corner
of the room.You kneel in front of it, my obedient pet.You hear me sit down
in front of you. Your leash tugs and you move forward till you feel the
edge of the chair against your chest. You can smell me. You feel the heels
of my boots on your back as I pull you closer with my legs. Your cheek
brushes against my bare thigh.
I reach down and clip your wrists together
in front of you and slowly remove your blindfold. I look down at you kneeling
between my thighs.... each of my legs draped over each arm of the chair
and encasing you. I stroke your hair and look deeply into your eyes.
"Do you wish to continue?" I ask.
You nod.
I smile and tell you to look at my
pussy. I watch as you lower your eyes from mine and gaze between my thighs.
The lips of my pussy are smooth and slick with my own excitement, the inner
lips are slightly parted and you can see a bit of peach trying to push
out from between them. Your leash is threaded under my leg and over my
shoulder. As I pull, your face is drawn closer to me. "Eat your fruit",
I tell you. I feel your lips press against my sex as I push the fruit into
your mouth. You chew and swallow and I feel your tongue opening the folds
of my wet flesh searching for more.
"Look at me while you lick me, pet".
Your tongue probes deeper as your eyes meet my heavy-lidded gaze.
"I am afraid there is no more fruit,
pet", I whisper, "but don't you dare stop." I pull your leash down and
your face presses obscenely into me. "Please me.... make me cum"
Your tongue eagerly explores my pussy,
sliding deeper inside me then lapping at my clit. Your face is soaked in
my juices as my hips move against you while you suck and lick me.
"Pet, use your hands, I want to feel
your fingers inside me". You oblige, slowly working your fingers in and
out of my cunt. You hear me moan.
"Your hands are restrained together
for a reason, baby," I manage to say " I want a finger from your other
hand sliding into my ass"
You dip it into my pussy for lubrication
then work it slowly into my ass, opening up the tight little hole with
your index finger.
"Good boy" , I hiss, "Now lick my clit".
With both of your hands working on
me, your fingers fucking my pussy and ass, your mouth on my clit brings
me to the edge of orgasm. "Show me that you want it, baby"
You lick harder and faster, your fingers
pushed all the way inside me, your tongue expertly sliding all over my
clit, making my pussy throb. I cannot hold back anymore and cum hard all
over your face, grinding myself against you and I gasp and scream in ecstasy.
I hold your head still while my pussy and ass contract around your fingers...the
muscles gripping you. I gesture for you to ease them out of me and tell
you to lick the fingers that were in my pussy clean of all my cum. You
do so as you look up into my eyes...
© Sinnocence, 1998-2001
