A hunger burns deep within me- a hunger to serve, to give pleasure, to lose myself - and it is rarely sated by anything. Anything beside His cock.
I kneel in worship before Him, knees spread, hands firmly gripped behind my back. Tonight there is no need for rope to keep my hands back. I will keep them in their place, for nothing will distract me from my delicious task.
He looms above me, hand holding my hair with a ferocity that brings joy, pain, and pleasure saltwater to my eyes. He directs me to take Him into my mouth. i will not be allowed to stop until He commands, and that is everything.
My mouth, warm and wet, takes in every luscious inch of Him, until He bumps the back of my throat. i rise up on my knees to get a more fortuitous angle, all while still clasping my hands in deference. i hum my joy, as i feel Him continue to harden within my confines.
Tongue swirling and lips gently sucking, intensity builds as my efforts are rewarded with a growling, “Good girl.”
My upper body moves in a primal, ecstatic dance, wantoness my only descriptor. Transported, my eyes closed in dedication and concentration, my mouth traces a familiar path from shaft to head, not one bit neglected.
Again and again, i take Him in.
(To be continued with tomorrow’s rule) ( I know.) (Tease)
Rule 25: When the cock of my Master is put into my cunt and i am directed to suck it - i will do so vigorously as long as i am required to do so. my hands shall be placed on the tops of my thighs, behind my neck or held at the base of my back so that during the sucking i can use my whole body to display my hunger to my Master.
