your Sir.

You’d better be ready, this will be the last time those...

Wed, 22 May 2013 16:30:53 -0700

You’d better be ready, this will be the last time those undies stay on.

-Sir

Submit, story.Enjoy:Take off your pants. Now your undies. Spread...

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:00:59 -0700

Submit, story.
Enjoy:
Take off your pants.
Now your undies.
Spread your legs.
What was it you just said?
You said you want to cum right now?
You demaded it.
Demanded dear?
Well, you should know by now what demanding gets you.
Keep your legs open.
What is it you want?
Me to rub you with my big, strong hands?
Lick you?
Fuck you?
I bet you do.
I bet that’s exactly what you want.
You’re wet just thinking about it.
Well, demanding gets you nowhere.
My hands slide up your legs.
Closer.
Up your thighs.
Closer.
Until my hand is right on your dripping wet pussy.
You look up at me with a little smile, but you see the look on my face.
Stern, looking right back into your eyes.
Then you feel it, my hand quickly lifts in the air and swats back down, slapping your pussy.
You jolt.
Your smile disappears.
Again, a slap.
Another one, harder this time.
You feel my fingertips slap your clit as my palm makes contact with your wet lips.
Over and over, I slap.
Each one causing you to whimper.
Yelp.
Scream.
Moan.
Over and over, you almost get used to it.
It almost feels good.
I feel your wetness all over my hand.
When I hear your screams become moans, I stop.
You become relaxed, thinking you’ve taken your punishment.
But your relaxation goes away when you see me take my belt off.
I place it against your clit, let the leather slide against your skin.
You thought it was over, didn’t you?
You thought you could get away with being so demanding that easily?
You get 10 more, with the belt.
Stay still.
For everytime you move, you get another 5.
*slap*
You keep your legs open.
*slap*
Watching each slap.
*slap*
Next time, don’t demand.
*slap*
Next time, ask nicely.
*slap*
Next time, be patient.
*slap*
You tighten your thighs.
*slap*
You let out a scream.
*slap*
You stay still.
*slap*
You take your punishment.
*slap*
All done.
Good girl.
Now, I’m going to fuck that raw pussy until you cum all over my cock.
-Sir

Hold it. Relax. Hold it. Eye contact. Hold it. Hands down. Hold...

Tue, 21 May 2013 16:31:06 -0700

Hold it.

Relax.

Hold it.

Eye contact.

Hold it.

Hands down.

Hold it.

Good girl.

-Sir

Lick dear. From the bottom all the way up. I want to feel your...

Mon, 20 May 2013 20:03:08 -0700

Lick dear.
From the bottom all the way up.
I want to feel your tongue on every inch of it.
I want to know how much you crave it.
I want you to leave some spit behind.
And I want to see your eyes open while you do it.
Convince me.
Make me believe that you really want it.
Moan.
Breathe heavy.
Then beg.
Do it right dear, otherwise all you’ll get to do is lick.
-Sir

Well, this looks fun. -Sir

Sun, 19 May 2013 11:01:40 -0700

Well, this looks fun.

-Sir

How I love a good tease. -Sir

Sat, 18 May 2013 20:28:35 -0700

How I love a good tease.

-Sir

Submission, story.Enjoy:You don’t need to hear my...

Sat, 18 May 2013 17:00:44 -0700

Submission, story.
Enjoy:
You don’t need to hear my footsteps walking towards you.
You don’t even need to hear my voice calling you.
All you need is the scent, my cologne, my smell.
You know I’m here, don’t you dear?
Before you even feel my touch, before I pull your ass towards me…
You know.
But now, you feel my cock, throbbing under my jeans.
Your ass, your bare skin pressed against the material.
You start to grind your hips up and down.
Feeling my cock through them.
Knowing just how much of a tease you are.
My hands feeling as much of you as they can.
Your ass, your legs, those sexy stockings you put on just for me.
They travel where they want.
Your sides, your chest, under your bra.
I pinch your nipples.
You don’t fight what you know you can’t.
Your throat.
As I get a good grip, I pull your head down, pressing you down and holding you in place.
By now, you know to behave.
To wait where I put you and take whatever it is I give next.
I unzip my pants, you only hear the noises but you know what they mean.
You get wetter.
My cock against your undies.
Rock hard.
Throbbing.
Is this what you want dear?
Is this why you so egarly teased me tonight?
I rub my cock around your ass, making sure it touches every inch but the one place you want it to.
I use it to slap your ass.
I use it to do everything but fuck you.
It slides between your legs, over your undies.
You feel it graze across your clit.
Over and over.
You want more, don’t you dear?
Why don’t you come earn it then.
I let go of your throat and walk away.
I sit down in a chair.
Crawl to me.
You get on your hands and knees and crawl slowly.
You stare into my eyes, then look at my cock, back to my eyes, then the cock again until finally you get to it.
Go on dear… Show me how much you’ve waitied for it.
Without another second wasted you take it all in, every single inch until all your throat feels is my cock.
Bobbing up and down, letting your tongue taste all of it.
Your spit, sliding down.
Your mouth, still hungry for it.
I grab your hair.
I push your head down.
I hold you there.
I make you go up and down as fast and as hard as I want as I thrust into your mouth.
Without struggle, you do everything I want.
Then, I pull your head off.
Good girl.
I get up, grab you by the hair and make you crawl back to the bed, following my grip.
Now, are you ready for the fucking you’ve been waiting for?
You earned it.
-Sir

Just how long have you waited like that? A few minutes? Half an...

Sat, 18 May 2013 11:01:33 -0700

Just how long have you waited like that?

A few minutes?

Half an hour?

An hour?

Two?

Inching your undies down each time you thought of what I would do when I saw you like that.

The lower they got, the wetter you did.

Well dear, I wont make you wait any longer.

-Sir

We made a bit of a mess, didn’t we dear? -Sir

Fri, 17 May 2013 18:01:27 -0700

We made a bit of a mess, didn’t we dear?
-Sir

Your hands Bound Thirsting for my touch That strong grip Filled...

Fri, 17 May 2013 10:01:54 -0700

Your hands
Bound
Thirsting for my touch

That strong grip
Filled with intent
Intent to tease
Intent to please
Intent to own

The second you feel it
You melt
Melt into my grasp
Knowing that I know
just what to do

And this is where you let go
Lose all control
Eager to turn it over
Eager to give yourself to me

This is where you feel home
In my possession
At ease
Thirsting for my touch

-Sir

Don’t worry, it’s all over now. Feel my fingertips...

Thu, 16 May 2013 11:01:18 -0700

Don’t worry, it’s all over now.

Feel my fingertips as I run them across your red, stinging, sensitive ass.

They move up and down each cheek.

Sliding between your legs.

Rubbing up and down your undies.

After pain comes pleasure, remember?

So just relax and enjoy dear.

-Sir

Lets see your best tease. You may only use your mouth, boxers...

Wed, 15 May 2013 12:52:14 -0700

Lets see your best tease.

You may only use your mouth, boxers stay on.

Show me what you can do dear.

-Sir

Once in a while, a little reminder is needed. A reminder that...

Tue, 14 May 2013 14:14:15 -0700

Once in a while, a little reminder is needed.

A reminder that lets you know you’re mine.

This reminder could happen at home or out during dinner.

It could happen at a party, while we’re at a store or even in the middle of the street.

There may be no warning.

No hint.

You’ll just feel my hands reach under your skirt, push your undies over and slide inside you.

You’ll see my eyes, staring back into yours. Not breaking contact.

I’d hold you there, frozen for just a second before I pull out.

Then we would resume what it was we were doing.

Only now, you’d be reminded.

You’d know.

You’re mine at all times.

-Sir

Down, pet. -Sir

Mon, 13 May 2013 18:01:38 -0700

Down, pet.

-Sir

Dress up for me. Assume the position. Hold. I’ll do the...

Sun, 12 May 2013 11:30:46 -0700

Dress up for me.
Assume the position.
Hold.
I’ll do the rest.
-Sir

You’re getting very good at reading my mind. -Sir

Sat, 11 May 2013 09:02:47 -0700

You’re getting very good at reading my mind.

-Sir

Open your mouth and close your eyes and you will get a big...

Fri, 10 May 2013 09:53:35 -0700

Open your mouth and close your eyes and you will get a big surprise.

-Sir

You had no idea when you came to school today that by the end of...

Wed, 08 May 2013 11:30:00 -0700

You had no idea when you came to school today that by the end of the day your fantasy would come true, did you dear?
I bet your mind never thought this would happen.
That all your teasing didn’t go unnoticed.
Each time you wore your skirt a little shorter, leaned in as I walked by, bent over in my eyesight.
You thought it was all for nothing.
A little tease to get you through your day.
But what you didn’t know is that I noticed every single time.
That my pants would get tighter.
My cock harder.
That in my mind while everyone was taking a test I was looking over you, having the same fantasies.
It was only a matter of time until we found ourselves alone.
Until one of us broke.
I’ll take the blame this time… Because seeing you so close and no one around I couldn’t help myself.
When I dismissed everyone but you I knew what I wanted.
And I took it.
Your skin felt better than I imagined.
Your mouth, softer.
You listening to every word, every command.
Just like in class, you were always my best student.
What seemed like hours, that locked classroom was our fantasy alive.
The moans we had to control.
The way I lifted your skirt to find you soaking through your undies.
The sweat.
By the end, we were exhausted, breathing hard.
My desk, completely empty, every item thrown to the floor.
And you my dear, well I made you a mess, didn’t I?
Was it everything you imagined?
Everything you hoped for?
How will I ever get work done in class again?
Looking around this room, I’ll always be reminded of today.
Then again, this was only your first extra credit assignment.
After all, tomorrow is another school day.
I’ll need you to stay late.
-Sir

Reading, such a relaxing thing to do. Each letter forming words...

Tue, 07 May 2013 11:30:00 -0700

Reading, such a relaxing thing to do.
Each letter forming words that compile sentances.
Stories.
Thoughts.
Desires.
What is it you’re reading dear?
Something interesting? Something calming?
Why don’t I read you something.
Would you like that?
My own special story, just for you.
Me sitting down, your head in my lap.
As you listen to me talk, read you my story, you get lost in it.
My words, rolling off the tip of my tongue.
You can almost see each letter.
Each curve.
But you’re so lost you forget to pay attention… all you hear are phrases…
“…pin you down…grab…force myself into… holding your wrists…”
Do you like this story dear?
Then pay attention.
You realize now that this whole time your mouth has been open and your tongue out.
My pants, wet from your spit.
You feel something under my pants, my cock is hard. Your lips surrounding it.
I didn’t tell you to stop yet, did I dear?
“…up against the wall…spreading your legs open…”
I look down and see your eyes closed, your hand reaching down to your already wet little undies.
I smirk as I keep reading, feeling your mouth still longing for whats under my pants.
But I’m not done with my story yet.
You rub outside your undies, with each word putting more pressure down.
“…my tongue…across your skin…grabbing your hair….”
You rub harder, feeling your fingers soaked.
Your eyes closed.
Rubbing.
You lose yourself again.
Until you feel my hand grabbing yours.
Pulling it away, I tell you the story is finished.
Now dear, it’s time to write our own.
-Sir

Don’t struggle, don’t fight it. I’ll give you...

Mon, 06 May 2013 16:31:02 -0700

Don’t struggle, don’t fight it.
I’ll give you what you need.
What you want.
I’ll make you taste every last inch, just so you know what you do to me.
And if you don’t take it all, I’ll remind you how strong my grip is.
-Sir