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i love the way You look at me
i feel the pain You place inside
Lock me up inside Your dirty cage
While i'm alone inside my mind
i like it when You teach me all the rules
i'd get to see them set in stone
i like it when You chain me to the bed
There Your secrets never shone
i need to feel You
You need to feel me
i can't control you
You're the one for me
i can't control You
You can control me
i need to feel You
inside me
i love the way You rape my skin
i feel the hate You place inside
i need to get Your voice into my head
Cause You're the i hope to find
i'm faking all of the rules
There's no expressions on Your face
i'm hoping You will never let me go
Never release me from my dirty cage
i need to feel You
You need to feel me
i can't control You
You're the one for me
i can't control You
You can control me
i need to feel You
inside me
i love the way You look at me
i love the way You smack my ass
i love the dirty things You do
You have control of me
i love the way You look at me
i love the way You smack my ass
i love the dirty things You do
You have control of me
i love the way You look at me
i love the way You smack my ass
i love the dirty things You do
You have control of me
i love the way You look at me
i love the way You smack my ass
i love the dirty things You do
You have control of me
i need to feel You
You need to feel me
i can't control You
You're the one for me
i can't control You
You can control me
i need to feel You
inside me
You're the one for me
You're the one for me
You're the one for me
You're the one for me
| i masturbate everyday as many times as i can. He makes me masturbate for Him. One of my best sexual experiences hardly involved Him at all. He sat in the chair stroking His cock while He watched me masturbate over and over. He would not allow me to stop and had a variety of toys for me to use: two dildos, a long thick English cucumber, a really thick field cucumber and a round hairbrush. i love to have my cunt stretched out and feel soooo full. He likes it when i bring my knees up to my ears so that both holes are open and ready for what he wants shoved in there. I fucked my cunt so hard and i had too many shattering orgasms. The best, or worst depends on your point of view was when He ordered me to thrust the hairbrush into my cunt. The bristles are soft but against the tender flesh of my open cunt, it tore into me like tiny knives. The pain was fucking delicious and i was a mad woman arching my back up to meet every thrust. He was not so silent during that exhibition and He yelled dirty things to me, calling me a cum loving pain whore.... those words just made it even better. i concentrate to hear His enthusiastic filthy instructions over my laboured breathing. “Come on you slut, cum for Me” “AHHHHH ….. no no no more please no more….” i plead.... i hear Him gasp, He loves to hear me cry in pain. i lay there so tired and sore but He was not quite done. As He watched me, He had stroked His cock but did not cum. He waited for just the right time then walked to the edge of the bed and gripped my ankles, dragging me down to the end as he pushed my knees up around my ears. my holes, raw and gaped, were ready to be ripped open again. He ordered me to reach down with both hands and pull open my cunt; he watched my face and licked His lips while the tears streamed down my face. He stroked His cock over my open gash and blew His load into my gaping hole. His warm cum soothed my wounds. We cuddled up and fell asleep after that. Some people think warm milk helps you sleep but i think a warm cunt dripping with hot cum is so much better. |
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Oh Master,
i dream of the pleasure You will take from me, the joy You will receive from my pain. There are many ways for me to help You to achieve ecstasy. You shall revel in my debasement. You shall enjoy Your evening dinner with a glass of my tears.
i would like You to be very proud to call me Your cunt. When You take me out, for dinner or for visiting, i look forward to having You introduce me as Your cunt. i have been a very good little girl, but i know that i have by no means earned the right to be fucked by any of Your friends. You want me to have several men at the same time, but You do not have to share me. i would spend the evening kneeling at Your feet, serving You, obeying You as You show me off. Your friends and family will be envious of me, Your slut. slut rena. I wish for You to leave Your mark on me, to identify me as YOURS.
i consider myself very fortunate that You allow me to sleep on the bed at Your feet. i know that spot is normally reserved for Your dogs, and they are often sent to the floor for taking up too much space. i must be very careful, in sharing such intimate space with Your dogs; they will love my scent and might take advantage of me. Imagine a huge dog cock stuck inside my cunt or my ass tearing me apart. It will be left to me to banish them outside our bedroom door so that i can sleep in some form of comfort. You permit me to sleep on Your bed in order to be ready to service You in the morning or during the night, if You so desire. You would fall asleep listening to me cry and whimper about my savagely raped asshole. You will greatly enjoy destroying and fucking my hole. i enjoy the pain You cause me even more than You will enjoy causing it. You hear me whisper "Master, thank You for hurting my ass, i love that i can smell Your cum all over me." You tell me to clean my own asshole with my fingers and to lick myself clean. Any mess on Your linens in the morning will go very badly for me.
In the morning, You see me curled up, looking very comfortable at the foot of Your bed. You know that i am Your sexy slave. i can tell that You like it when Your slave shows confidence. Still, You slap my ass to wake me up, i wake up stretching. You ask to see the damage to my ass; i roll over onto my stomach, lift my ass high in the air, and spread my legs. Your cock grows hard as You see how red and swollen my asshole is and how wet my bald cunt is too. “Oh Master, my pain has subsided to a very satisfying ache, thank You again for raping you.” i hear You groan and then You tell me to get my filthy fucking body off Your bed and to kneel on the floor and wait for You. You order me to open my filthy hole and to get over here and suck Your cock. You grab two fistfuls of my hair and thrust the head of Your cock against my lips. You pull back and tell me to lick and suck Your balls. I hear You scream “BE CAREFUL, FUCK! Take both of them in your mouth and do not cause me any pain!” You lean back and spread Your legs. i lick and eat Your ass and shove my tongue in Your asshole. “Bitch, fucking lick me clean!” With a fistful of my hair, You pull my head back and shove the shaft of Your cock in my mouth. You have it all the way down my throat and hold it there, feeling my throat muscles grasping You. You have Your hands on the back of my head, keeping me impaled on Your cock. i am gagging and i start to retch. You pull Your cock out, and i gasp for breath. You slap my face, not fiercely, but hard enough to show me that You are not pleased. You tell me to collect myself, “You filthy cum whore, get ready to suck me dry.” You shove Your cock down my throat again, even harder. You hold my head and start to rape my face. Saliva is dripping out of the corner of my mouth; it is trailing from my lips to the head of Your cock. The site of my saliva and my suffering excites You, You are near to cumming. We both grunt, You grunt with each thrust, i grunt as each thrust slams into the back of my throat. You see my eyes are starting to water. You have told me before that if i am not crying then You are not fucking me hard enough. You have two fistfuls of my hair, and just as You start to cum You pull Your cock out. my mouth remains open and i strain to grab Your cock again. You know how badly i like sucking You and that i want Your cum in my mouth. my saliva has dripped down my chin and is coating my tits. Surprisingly, You haven't abused them yet. You hold my head with one hand and Your hard cock with the other. You start to spray Your cum all over my face, in my eyes and even in my hair. i am such a dirty fucking whore, i am not sure that i am worthy of Your cock or Your cum. You scream “Get the fuck up and lick My cum and your filthy spit off My cock…hurry the fuck up and get yourself cleaned up!” i use my hands and fingers and clean myself up. You watch me scooping my spittle and Your cum in my hands and licking them clean. i strain and lick my own tits. “I’m done with you for now cunt, I'm having a shower. Work on that fucking gag reflex, I do NOT want you puking on Me or My magnificent cock. Come with Me to the shower, you can wash Me, lick Me clean in the shower, from My asshole down to My feet.”
“Hurry up slut!” … as i crawl behind You down the hall.
"What do You feel like doing tonight? Do you want to watch a movie or maybe would You rather play Daddy's bad little slut gets a very special spanking?"
Liam's hand stopped in the air, glass halfway to His lips. rena's words lingered in the evening quiet. He didn't know what to say. Was it a test? What would be the right answer? Yes, please? Very badly?
"Uh...Well...I..."
rena's gaze dropped to his crotch and lingered there. "The hard-on you're getting tells me you'd like to play that game," she said. The scrutiny seemed friendly enough. So did her smile. she drank wine, her eyes closing in pleasure as she swallowed. her lips were red. her hair was silky and shiny, and when the sun caught it, he couldn't name the colour it blazed. she'd removed her shoes at the door, and now sat across from him, curled up in the loveseat like a kitten.
And she was right… His cock was so hard. "I...er."
"It doesn't mean you secretly harbour a desire to do bad things to children, you know." He'd never dreamed that she had a side of her that was Daddy's little slut… . Daddy's bad little slut…. Does she really want to be? No… Just a game.
An intriguing game. He eyed her legs tucked neatly beneath her. Her curves were subtle, a gentle swell at the breast and hip. "It just means that You like the idea of playing with taboos, with roles that You wouldn't in real life. But for sex..." she smiled.
"I've never done anything like that." Liam's voice was husky. Daddy's bad little slut... Oh, what a naughty girl. He shifted on the couch, noticing that rena's pantyhose were black. her skirt was grey, serious and suitable. Or were they stockings? He hadn't expected the thigh-high stockings she occasionally wore. But He enjoyed them. He enjoyed most of her surprises. Being with rena was like being in a movie whose plot twists he could never anticipate. So maybe he'd like chastising rena as a naughty girl. Daddy's girl.
But then she steered the conversation back to work and Liam's erection relaxed. She was teasing him, but He'd wait. He drank red wine too and they exchanged work gripes and triumphs. He got them another drink, comfortable with what had become their ritual.
In the kitchen, He thought of the evening ahead. Sex… yes... but with daddy's bad little slut? That would be new. Liam shook His head. He refreshed their wine. The wine was dark red like His desire … like falling into a velvet embrace.
Liam returned to the living room, and placed the drinks on the coffee table instead of handing rena her glass. He patted the couch beside Him. she sauntered over… sitting close. He could smell her perfume, exotic, like a breeze from somewhere foreign, somewhere like heaven.
He put His arm around her. It had been a long week, but it was over. They deserved to sink into desire, to embrace skin and pleasure instead of paper and homework. rena turned to Him and smiled and then tilted her head and kissed Him. His hand landed on her thigh and stayed there. Their kissing never failed to get Liam worked up. Still new, not yet grown too easy or careless with each other. rena's tongue was quick and hot, and she teased Him to a helpless erection without even touching His cock.
Half a drink and several long kisses later, He was hard and rena was almost in his lap, wriggling. Liam had tried to unzip His pants, to coax her into taking him into her hand, but she shook her head. Accidentally-on-purpose, she moved against His erection, stoking Him to further want. she'd given him a cue earlier. What should He say?
Drink loosened his tongue, made him braver and bolder.
"Bad girl," Liam said. "Get off Daddy's lap. You're too big to do things like that."
He heard a sharp intake of breath as her eyes closed. Oh, shit. I've screwed this one up.
A sigh. A movement of her body, a slow sway, as she relaxed. "Aw..." rena's eyes glinted with mischief. Aptly imitating a petulant child she said, "Don't be mean, Daddy. Let me cuddle with You." she moved, deliberately straddling Him, her skirt riding high up her thighs. She centered her crotch over His. He could feel the warmth over His stiffness, and He yearned all the more. He slid his hand up her leg. He found no edge of lace. They were pantyhose, not stockings. Oh, well.
"Off." He wasn't sure what He was supposed to say. Off or on?
"i'm too big now? Aren't i still Daddy's little girl?"
"Yes. Daddy's bad girl."
"I try to be good." rena thrust out her chest, and Liam eyed her cleavage. The cream blouse was unprovocative in itself, buttoned up, but the way her breasts pressed against the fabric was enticing. rena arched, and the buttons strained. "Off," He rasped.
she slid against His stiff cock. "Right, Daddy? I'm a good girl."
"No. you're very naughty. You need to be punished. Off. Now!" Liam barked the last, surprised at how stern He sounded.
rena slid off and stood before him. He noticed she pointed her feet ever so slightly inward, coy. Who knew she was such an actress? she revealed herself to him in layers, as if she were undressing for him. she'd been undressing for him for a few weeks now, ever since he picked her out, plucking her from the beige-and-grey, always-Monday of the real world, and rocked her until she was dizzy, panting and hooked on Him. she was still swaying.
"Sit down, young lady." she sat, modest as could be, and just as full of erotic promise. her back straight and knees together. Liam stood over her, and fumbled with her blouse. The silk felt fragile beneath His fingers. He couldn't wait to get out of His shorts. He felt held down by His work attire, trousers straining. As He worked the buttons of her blouse open, rena didn't protest or take over. her docility excited him, even as each button infuriated Him, the slippery fabric-covered half-moons too small for His fingers.
her bra, a front closure, sprung open next. her bare breasts were exposed, ripe nipples. Hungry as a schoolboy, he yearned for her skin. He brushed a nipple with His fingertips, and she smiled up at Him. "Bad girl," He croaked. "What kind of bra is this? Do you want the boys to follow you around, looking at your tits?"
"No, Daddy," rena murmured, and Liam's cock twitched. He felt bad -- and very good, too.
He reached down and squeezed her tit. Familiar flesh was newly exciting. "Are you a slut?" He whispered. "I raised you better than that."
rena didn't reply. He ached to suck on her puckered nipple, to feel the hardness against His tongue. He'd trail his tongue slowly over her skin, and hear her sigh. she liked that. "What kind of underwear are you wearing? Is it as sluttish as that bra?"
"No, Daddy, of course not." Wide-eyed, rena looked up at Him innocently. her thighs drifted open. He could almost imagine a pair of -- what were they? He didn't know the name. ..She really was a bad girl.
"I don't believe you.
"I can't see." Obedient, she stood and wriggled out of her pantyhose. They slipped to the carpet. she kicked them away, and sat again. He could smell her perfume, and something else, too … desire, a musk unique to rena, yet universal: woman, in heat. "Good girl," He said, cock throbbing like His heart.
Wait. she was supposed to be Daddy's bad girl. Her hands were creeping to her nipples, nails polished wine, nipples flushed berry. Her skin was peach. she was good enough to eat… especially when being so very bad. rena looked up at Him, trusting that He knew how to play her game.
"Let Me see your pussy."
"What?"
"your pussy. Between your legs.
"Daddy!" But she wiggled her ass forward, and pulled her panties down. They weren't white schoolgirl cotton, but a black thong. she wasn't in costume. rena was proudly groomed, completely shaved. Liam found it arousing. To Him it signaled woman, not girl, despite her game. her lips apart, rena's tongue flickered quickly, as she opened her legs wider, showing Him the hidden cleft. Bad girl.
"Slut. Look at that," he hissed. "You're wet."
"Wet?"
"you want to be fucked, don't you?"
"Daddy..."
"Stand up. Turn around. And bend over. Bad girls need..." The triangle made of her spread thighs and the lowered panties incited him. her ass beckoned.
Smack.
His palm connected with her ass before He knew it. Impulse, striking her as swiftly as the idea had. rena squealed. He liked the sound, both of His hand's crisp smack against her skin, and her surprised squeak. she didn't sound like an assertive, strong woman anymore. His cock felt like it was made of steel… He was harder than He'd been in ages.
she stayed where she was, her ass blushing pale rose where He'd smacked her. Liam unbuckled his belt, moving slowly. He slid it free from the loops of His trousers and considered her. Rounded curves beckoned Him to take her, to try all sorts of new things. He grinned, glad she couldn't see, for He couldn't carry off the role of bad Daddy with such a giddy pleasure.
He heard a quick breath in when the leather, cool and heavy, first met her skin and slid over it with the menace of possibility. He caressed her with His belt, dragging it over her bare, vulnerable cheeks. "Such a bad little girl...do you deserve the belt?"
"No!"
"Are you sure?" Decisive, He unzipped Himself and freed His hard cock. Erect, Liam pointed at her.
"Yes...Daddy."
Another surge of want. It was dirty, secret and thrilling. "Are you a slut?" He said. A long stroke of His skin, then He squeezed, playing judge and punisher. she'd wanted this.
"No."
"Yes, you are. Turn around. Suck my cock."
His cock was urgently erect, skin and veins pulsing with the call of hot blood, focused on one thing. It was a blatant testimony to the appeal of rena's new game.
her eyes widened as if she'd never seen Him before, and she went to her knees, still wearing her undone blouse and bra. her tits curved sweetly, then disappeared behind the curtain of cream silk. Her nipples lifted the blouse. The sight of her half-clothed was more exciting than if she'd been naked. her skirt had dropped, concealing her pussy. her panties would still be down, pulled down to her thighs, because she'd shown Daddy her pussy.
Oh, she was a bad girl. "Why Daddy?" Her fingers lightly touching His skin… she touched, then caressed, tormenting Him with pretend tentativeness.
"Because I say so."
"Oh."
Impatience drove Him. Liam squeezed his cock, aimed, and moved the engorged head of His cock to her lips. "Suck it," He demanded.
"How?" her mouth hovered, tantalizingly close, but not taking Him in. Tease… He wanted to grab her hair, see her jaw drop, thrust against her tongue. "Put it in your mouth, you slut" he rasped. "And suck. Lick. Flick."
she obeyed. rena's mouth was perfect: hot, wet, and tight.
"Good girl," Liam groaned, forgetting that she was Daddy's bad girl. Little slut. she sucked Him with slow deep strokes. Liam loved watching this cool, beautiful, sexy woman, with His cock in her mouth… down her throat.
Close to coming, He wanted more… but not like that.
He pulled away, leaving her kneeling… mouth slack… lips soft with the delicate tip of her tongue still poised to lick gently along the underside of His rigid head. her lids were heavy, and he could imagine her pussy, swollen with desire and wet beyond belief.
"Kneel on the couch… Facing away from Me…. Pull up your skirt."…
"For Daddy,"….
He stood, stroking His cock, enjoying the sight of her, scrambling around to position herself on His couch, poised for His entry. She waited… panties off, skirt up, pussy pouting open. He had a vision of fucking her, then pulling out and coming over her skin, marking her with His glistening cum, with everything primal within Him. Beg. You are Mine. Beg Me to mark you as Mine.
"Umm... Are You sure You should do that, Daddy?" rena murmured, and His cock twitched.
"you're such a bad girl, such a fucking slut" he said, and he didn't know if it was the game, the truth, or both.
"Oh..."
"Yes. Daddy's going to fuck you," he muttered. With that, He guided His erection into her. He pushed deep, and rena sighed, twisting onto His cock. His belly smacked against her ass, and the sound reminded him of how his hand felt against her cheeks. Liam groaned, clutching her ass, round and pale, His fingers leaving red marks. He groaned again, slamming inside her. rena was desire personified, arching back to meet His cock, taking him in deeper...
she moved with him… holding onto the back of the couch with their movement and he hadn't even taken his clothes off. rena's skin was peach-tinged against the misty grey of her skirt, and he liked the sight of her, not quite undressed.
"Harder," she said, sliding against Him… His balls damp with her wetness. she used Him, moving up and down His cock… rubbing, faster, edging into frantic. rena was in control again. No…. That wouldn't do.
"Bad girl," He breathed. her skin should blush a deeper rose. “Such a bad girl, such a slut tempting Daddy like this”. He smacked her ass even as He thrust into her. Thrust, smack. Thrust, smack. Right cheek. Left. Again. she whimpered. Climax seized her and began to lift her.
"Daddy's fucking you, Daddy is fucking his little slut." Amazed, he did. He fell into the rhythm, hands on her hips, slamming. He wouldn't last long, Liam felt it gathering, from His toes to His balls…He exploded, eyes shut tight, the world come down to only His cock, her cunt and nothing more.
| Being your slave, what should I do but tend |
| Upon the hours and times of your desire? |
| I have no precious time* at all to spend, |
| Nor services to do, till you require. |
| Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour |
| Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, |
| Nor think the bitterness of absence sour |
| When you have bid your servant once adieu; |
| Nor dare I question with my jealous thought |
| Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, |
| But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought |
| Save, where you are how happy you make those. |
| So true a fool is love that in your will, |
| Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill. |
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