Submission, story.
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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
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
(Source: d-i-a-b-o-l-i-c)
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
(Source: daddystigerlily, via secretsandsubs)
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
(Source: jinxxxee)
Dress up for me.
Assume the position.
Hold.
I’ll do the rest.
-Sir
(Source: nsf56k, via tiemedownsexmeup)
The tease.
The grab.
My hands.
Your ass.
You wait.
I touch.
Your skin.
Mine now.
-Sir
(Source: our-fantasy-diary, via brunettelaidbare)
Before we start
*slap
I want to make something very clear
*slap
I want to make sure you know
*slap
Just who owns you
*slap
Understood?
-Sir
(via vintagesista)
Get on your knees, show me your best.
The better you crawl, the more that you’ll get.
-Sir
(Source: jojobuccaneer, via vintagesista)
Submission from redheadedbondage.tumblr.com
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The second I left, you started planning, didn’t you dear?
You knew how long I’d be gone.
An hour, exactly.
So you got out of bed, pulled out what you know are my favorite undies on you.
Showing off your ass.
My favorite feature.
The way they curve around your cheeks, begging for a slap.
You grab that bra, the one that teases me perfectly. Barely exposing your nipples, making me want to rip it off at the sight of it.
And finally, something new… thigh highs.
You know they drive me crazy and today you’re wearing new ones.
A surprise.
And you know I love surprises.
You take your time, yet keep an eye on the clock.
And when I open the door, this is what I see…
You, slightly bent over. Your ass to me.
You want to turn around, look at me. My expression.
But you don’t. You resist the urge.
You stay still.
You hear me throw my keys onto the table.
Walk over to you.
You wait.
My hand reaches out, grabs your ass. Gives it that nice slap you were hoping for.
“Now THIS is how you greet me dear.” I say, as my hand travels up and down your thigh, feeling what are surely my new favorite thigh highs on you.
“You know what you get for being a good girl, don’t you?”
I lean down, kiss your cheeks as I slide your panties down.
Slowly, licking as they slide until you feel my tongue on your dripping wet pussy.
You feel it slide down, slowly… so slowly, but with pressure until it stops on your clit.
I wrap my lips around it and suck, twirling my tongue as I do.
Hearing you moan, feeling your legs shake. I grab them, hold your thighs.
And then, I stop.
I lick up your pussy one more time, up your ass, sticking out towards me.
And then you hear it, pants unzipping.
“I think you’re wet enough, aren’t you dear?”
I don’t waste time. I show you what you did to me.
And you feel it.
My cock, hard and throbbing, sliding into your pussy.
Grabbing your hips, I pull you into me. I want to see your ass as you slide up and down my cock.
Reaching around I grab your neck, hold you in place just how I want. Squeezing.
You moan louder, slide harder back into my cock. Making sure you take every inch in.
The sound of slapping overpowers your moans, my body slapping into your ass.
Every thrust.
*Slap
*Slap
*Slap
And you, dripping down your thighs, over those thigh highs… You want to cum.
*Slap
*Slap
*Slap
“Please can I cum” you ask me.
“Please let me cum” you beg.
*Slap
*Slap
*Slap
I tighten my grip on your throat, pull you towards me as I lean down.
“Cum for me, I want to feel your pussy tighten around my cock”
And before I even finish my sentence, you let go.
You cum.
Dripping.
Pulsating.
And as you do, you feel my cock filling you up, making it even more intense.
Deep inside you.
My hand holding your throat, keeping your body up as it shakes.
Finally when you’re done I slide my cock out.
“It’s my turn”
You look over, still recovering from your orgasm.
“You’re going to suck the cum out of my cock”
I walk over to your mouth, slide it in and guide your head up and down my cock.
Feeling your lips glide up and down the entirety of my cock, tasting your cum off it, I grab your hair, make you go faster.
Feeling the back of your throat, your spit sliding down.
“Keep sucking dear, earn it”
You gab my cock and stroke as your mouth goes up and down the head.
Faster.
Faster.
Your spit sliding out of your mouth, dripping all over the floor.
I grab your head, start moaning.
You feel it coming, and just as you do you move your hand and slide down all the way.
Taking my whole cock into your mouth.
“Fuck” I scream, as you feel my cum start sliding down your throat.
I grab your hair tighter, look down and push myself into your mouth.
And when you swallowed every last drop, I slide out of your mouth.
With your hair still in my hand I lean down, look you right in the eyes and give you one good hard kiss on the mouth.
“Good girl”
-Sir
