Control
Let’s not even consider who is in control: that is very much me and will always be so.
When I am inside you, however I decide when, where and how that will be, I will take over your mind and your body.
You will be a beautiful example of self-sacrifice, being very comfortable in making sure that I am satisfied with what you offer.
I can take whatever I want, and you love that.
Taking your hand in mins, CONTROL
Taking what's mine, every delicious moment.
Getting Ready
Putting you over the edge of the bed, the white, soothingly cool sheets give you some fleeting comfort.
Now it the time to realise that your cheek and outbreak of Brat was ill-advised.
Too late now.
Hands tied behind your back, naked and waiting for what comes next.
Restrained for spanking, ready for having your errors corrected, accompanied by a very clear and concise explanation of what you did wrong, and what is expected of you in the future.
Nice and simple, easy to follow.
I tell you to lift up your bottom, seeing you quiver a little.
Time to check your wetness.
You are wet, of course, aren’t you? You know not to be very wet will increase your punishment.
My finger gently tests this out, finding your clit, circling and teasing, probing you.
I’m thinking at least 10 spanks, both sides.
Your Lesson is about to begin ……
On the Bed
Now.
On the Bed
Now.
Ass up, right up where I can see all of you, all of your perfectness.
Face down, into the quilt, a position of servitude and submission.
Forget about your makeup being smeared, hair a mess, none of that matters right now.
Wait for my touch, my gift, my permission to cum.
Careful plugging, stretching you, teasing you, knowing that you like that but more importantly, that I do.
Time for you to give yourself totally to me.
Stroking your clit very lightly, making you even wetter and ready for anything I decide.
This will be a firm and challenging fucking ……….
Choices
“Cable ties, rope or handcuffs?” You have the choice.
“Cable ties” is the shy and quiet response.
“What ever happened to the word Please?” A stern voice sharpens up her focus, knowing very well that manners are important to me.
“Belt, paddle or the palm of my hand?”
“Paddle please, I need it.” Almost a whisper there, almost humble and afraid to admit that.
“Plug, gag or blindfold?” I ask.
“Plug and blindfold, please may I have two, please, I have been very good lately ….”
“Nipple clamps or clothes pegs? Your nipples are very rarely hard enough for my liking”
“Clamps please, please I love them.”
She starts to wriggle in her chair now, the sounds in the restaurant and the traffic noise in the high street in the background blur and fade in her mind as the warmth in her panties grows and develops.
Inventing and being allowed to choose was something new, exciting and very much unexpected. Heady and intoxicating, her mind races away with it all, determined to please and be very focused and compliant.
The thought of all of that was really affecting her, pulse rising, becoming breathless at the notion of the delight to come.
And I have not touched her yet ……
Birthday
You are my Gift, my absolute and unrestricted pleasure.
You are my excitement, you will be my satisfaction.
I will tease you, take you to the heights that I decide, Edge you and Use you.
I will leave you a quivering mess at my feet, knowing that you have pleased and delighted your Sir.
It’s that simple.
Give me your mind.
Give me your being, your reason for existing and your total focus.
Give me your ability to make decisions, on anything and at any time.
Give me your direction.
Give me your growth and development in all things.
Give me your freedom.
Then, and only then, you can give me your body.
I really is that simple.
Good things come to those who wait
Be quiet, unless I tell you otherwise.
Do not wriggle about or struggle, sit there patiently and wait for further direction. You absolutely know that you follow my words to the letter.
The weighted clamps on those perfect nipples dance and tingle, sharpen and direct your focus onto your dedication to your Sir.
I squeeze and stroke your boobs, making the weights come into more play as I stretch them out,
No sound! I am disappointed that you disobeyed my first Order, for which you will be punished later.
Stand up, feet apart, keep your focus. Wider.
The Wand works its magic, buzzing away, concentrated on your clit, teasing, enlarging and then moved away to deny what you are seeking. Moving along you, plunging into your wetness and back to your clit.
Our eyes meet, I see the pleading in your eyes, wanting deeply satisfying pleasure to fog your brain, time after time.
I give you permission, my gift of pleasure, making you feel full, satisfied and exhilarated in every way.
This is only the beginning of this afternoon ……..
No.
“Maybe we could …..”
No.
“How about if we …..”
No.
“But what about ,,,,,,,”
No.
“Yeah?.......”
No.
“We could always ……”
No,
You know how things work: we talk, discuss and then I decide what we will be doing.
Now, what do you want to talk to me about?