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Click here"Yes!" I respond nodding emphatically. The answer earns me a smack across the face.
Gloved hands ever so lightly glide down my face to my neck, as my torso feels the light warm air of Her breathe. The gloves move over my arms, then my torso ... my groin then legs. For an hour this continues, the tigress' hands never leaving my body, the paws touch my skin ever so lightly. So, light that my brain and body demand more to complete the feeling. MY body erupts in an electrical storm of sensations creating the feel of ethereal fire.
"Ohh!! PLEASE!!!" I cry. I am writhing violently as my body attempts to process the sensations.
"STOP I can't take anymore!" I plead
She keeps up. Her hands move to my caged cock and start massaging. Suddenly she is straddling me as she removes her hand from the thong and she triumphantly licks the pre-cum soaked fingers. Then she wipes it over my face.
The tigress ready to finally devour her prey and enjoy her conquest. I feel her tongue as it slowly goes from my navel up to my nose.
With our noses mere millimeters from each other, and me fighting for release. She moves for the final victory licking my face, finally sinking her tongue into my gasping mouth. It is the most animalistic kiss she has ever imposed. MY writhing goes into overdrive, my entire body shaking uncontrollably, my breathe desperate.
"MMMMMM." Our breathing desperately passionate pushing us further.
I am beyond hope.
"OHHH God Amy please!!!" I scream begging.
Mistress slaps my face and cock hard. Then the tigress resumes toying with her game.
"PLEASE MISTRESS!! PLEASE!!!"
Suddenly we fall about 6 inches as the bed collapses. After a few seconds, she leans over rubbing her fuzz against my face.
"MMM did you have fun?" She growls in a low voice.
"Yes!!!" I gasp.
"Yes?" she replies slapping my cock. I am fear it will explode.
"Yes Mistress!!!!" I say with gratitude. She grins.
"Good slave!"
"Please!!! Let me cum Mistress!" I implore with desperation of a man about to explode.
"Not tonight." Mistress declares as she releases my limbs. "It's late, and we have to be in the office early." Amy gives me a peck on the cheek as we curl up together, holding her tight to me, and she drifts off to sleep. I hear her let out a small giggle as my caged cock twitches against her. Though I struggle with the intense sexual frustration, the warmth of her as Amy squirms on the broken bed makes me smile as reinvigorated sense of 'us', finally I doze off.
- COMMENTS
leatsub5 months agoAuthorTo the person who posted their concern about bringing others into the couple's sex life. I do appreciate your concern and comment. My goal was to show how much the two genuinely and deeply love each other, whether in the context of Mistress/slave or vanilla definition, and in fact there is a struggle with the discovery of this lifestyle and how it is crucial that the new dynamic contribute to their love. Both are willing to not go down this "forbidden" path, and while desperate not to lose their partner willing to let them go if the partner needs the freedom. Also the sex is monogomous, even when the two couples are together while making love. That is deliberate, and usually our main couple are not even aware of their friends presence; my intent was to show the deepness of their love and passion for each other. Even in scenes involving public sex, my point is not demean or degrade the act, but to illustrate that their love is so powerful that when they are in each other's presence the rest of the world melts away. They aren't showing off, they are in a universe of just them.
When I wrote these two chapters my goal was not to write a sexual escapade story, but write about that special love and shared process of discovery with your partner, with the doubts, fears (remember each of them is willing to compromise even let the other leave despite the pain) along with the passion and joy (expressed through exuberant love making and carnal sex- with only each other). How the couple was going to define their relationship, their Mistress/slave dynamic being partnership. I hoped It is truly meant as a love letter to her and them.
Anonymousabout 2 years agoSorry as far as I am concerned once you involve others in your sex life, it becomes belittling to the slave and master/mistress is saying look at me aren't I good, that is not love.
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoloved the stories please write more I love a leather clad female the more leather the better specialy biker jackets done up tight
