ARKTOS’ OWN
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I’ve Told You i Was Thinking of You Seeing You in the doorway, i lower my eyes and wait for instruction or
acknowledgement before moving or even greeting You. i am Your slave. It is up to You to decide
when i come to You or whether i
am allowed that pleasure. i wait, muscles tensing, wanting to move to reach out
to You. You stand in Your tall, dark magnificence, slowly drawing off
your sweater. You take in the sight of me, cowering in my pale chemise,
red hair curling down about my shoulders. You know the full, round hanging
belly hidden there, as well as the handfuls of breasts awaiting Your
touch. The heavy thighs are no secret to You, and the folds all packed
away only wait to unfold before You. "My little slave," You croon,
"Have you been a good girl?" "Domine, i
DO try, Domine. i really
do." my response was too fast and
probably does not sound sincere. Your smile, Your beautiful warm smile comes
easily, and it appears as if You don't find anything wrong with my
response. "Alright then. Come and assist with my
clothing." A sheepish grin on my face lets show the
fact that i know You hardly need help, but i can't wait to get into it. "Domine, You honor me." i take the steps to meet You, always with my eyes
lowered. i begin by wrapping my arms around Your waist and tugging
the tail of Your oxford shirt from Your pants. At the same time, You
slide Your fingers into my hair and hold me while i
work. The shirt hem slips free, and i roll my
head to cradle in one strong hand and kiss the other. Slipping my hands
around Yours, I unbutton one shirt cuff, and then the other. i slide my hands around the back
of Your neck and slide them around Your shoulders and down Your chest to the
first button, the second and so on. i always leave myself open to Your teasing, but
attempt to remain focused on my task, which was what i
was ordered to do. Getting all the points free, i
remove Your shirt and drape it neatly over a chair. You simply utter "Uhm
- hmm" in approval, then chuckle when i grab
Your belt buckle. my arms go around Your waist again to loosen Your belt
and slip it off, laying it across the same chair. i unsnap and lower the zipper on Your pants.
They come off easily. Your hands have found my tits through the light
slip i am wearing, and they are heavy in Your hands.
You are having fun juggling them back and forth, and i
am quite distracted from what i am doing. i remember i
am taking Your slacks off just as You find my nipples and give them a good
pinch. my knees give- in a delicious cringe,
and i let out a happy moan. my hands massage their way around your waist to grab
the back of Your t-shirt and pull it up. You bow so i
can pull it over Your head. As you bow i
whisper "adoro Domine." and You
reply with another tweak of my nipples: "Take it off." i tilt my head, obviously
not understanding, and start to go ahead and hook the waist band of your
underwear. "No, no, no." You tell me. "your shift. Take off your slip." "Yes, Domine, as You wish."
i hike up the hem of my
slip and pull it over my head. Immediately i
feel Your hands on my body. Almost as quickly, You pull me close
and kiss me. Your growing arousal is obvious, even through your
under shorts. You steer me to the bed and help me to lie down
safely and comfortably. You lie down next to me and continue to
kiss. You kiss Your way toward my ear and notice
the little shudders as You come close. You note that for future
reference that I am so turned on by Your kisses at my ears. You
continue with Your attentions and kissing on down along my throat and by my
breathing You can tell that i am just as turned
on. i had told You
as much before, but You are now seeing it Yourself. All the while as
You are kissing me You are fondling my tits and playing with the nipples as
well. After spending a leisurely time necking,
You move Your mouth to suck on my left nipple. my
whimpering intensifies and i start bucking and
rocking my hips. Your hand runs down my belly and fondles the bulk and
the rolls. You feel the creases. You slide Your hand on down
between my legs and i part them to allow You
access. Seeking the slipperiness and the wetness, You run Your finger
through my slit as well as biting my nipples. "Oh suck it hard!" i cry out, forgetting
myself. You ignore this oversight and continue because You can tell i am close to cumming. my
groans and grunts become faster and louder with a more plaintive wail to
them, then become almost silent and You stop completely. i moan an animal complaint and
fall back. i
open my eyes to see what You are doing, and see that You are shucking Your
shorts. Ah, Your magnificent lingam, Your penis,
Your cock - object of worship, bringer of joy. As i
watch, the beloved prick comes toward me. "Show your Domine how
you love Him." "I shall gladly show, Domine!"
licking my lips, i
anxiously await the drop of moisture beaded on the tip of Your cock.
And finally, You allow me to kiss the very tip of the head. "mmmmmm Gorgeous.
Wonderful." as i
begin playing with the blessed lingam, i play with
the shaft and balls with my long red fingernails. The nails act as a
tour guide for my mouth which engulfs the entire length of the shaft, as i embed my nose against the mass of hair at its
base. i swallow and
swallow against the tip continually pulling the head into my throat.
Oh, how i want You! You tangle Your fingers in my hair and
begin pumping my head in a rhythm that works best for You. Tears run
down my face, i am so turned on by Your heat that i am dying to cum. You feel so good in my mouth, i want a cock in my
pussy and one in my ass too. i
am all about squirming. Suddenly You pull away from me and i gasp. i
realize You are shifting to move between my legs, or actually to try what i said worked last time i was
fucked, and You remembered. You straddle my right leg and slide sideways to
insert from the side and i feel You inside me, it
is such an amazing feeling after so long, i just
want to hold You there - but i want to fuck. i want to make You happy, and i would love for us to both cum at the same time. "Do me Domine!" |
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