Snippets

He was bending over in all of his naked glory, I couldn’t help cupping his balls giving a squeeze, watching his shoulders relax, and his head bow lower as my breast grazes his arm and I whisper in his ear “Game on!”

It’s a bright sunny morning and the water is clear. We haven’t seen another boat since the dock. I’m sitting here enjoying watching the flex of his tan back and his arm extend up, out, and down and then the reeling back in of his hook. And my mind thinks hmmm this is what his back looks like when he’s spanking me. 
I feel the boat rock as I step over the gate onto the platform walking up behind him. I run my hands over his firm ass. He turns and smiles. “ How’s your book?”

”Smutty. Fish not biting?” As I bite his shoulder blade my eyes sparkling with mischievous. He puts his pole in the holder and starts to turn. I shove him in  the water. 

As he breaks the surface I see the fire in his eyes. I’m smiling ear to ear as he pulls himself up. Sitting on the side with his feet dangling in the water. “Come  HERE” 

I’m smiling thinking about my spanking. I lean down ready to sprawl across him when he grabs my legs and tosses me in! That was not my plan!!

”Hows the water?” 
I stick my tongue out at him. He’s laughing. Oh what a site! I feel my nipples pebble as I climb up on the boat. Standing there dripping water his eyes focused on my breast, his hand running up my leg, stopping shy of cupping me, his eyes lock with mine. SMACK by the other hand right on my ass! “OW! That’s not fair you distracted me’” and he shoved me back in the water. 
He offered his hand and pulled me up out the water, holding me against him capturing my lips as his hands massaged my ass.
“ Turn around an bend over” I rest my hands on the boat seat shaking my ass at him. I see his smirk as I look back. SMACK SMACK SMACK! Then I feel his hands rub over the small of my back over the swell of my ass, around to stroke my folds thru my suit causing me to moan. 

SMACK SMACK… he reaches down and pulls my suit to the side sliding his finger in, teasing me, “Your soaked” as he’s working his finger in and out at the same rhythm of the boat. I’m breathing hard.I want more! 
He stops, pulls my suit back into place. I look around at him. He smiles. “Brats don’t get to cum on the boat.”

I am throbbing, my arms are burning, and I’m over the nipple clamps. It feels like hours since I gave him a peace of my mind and he threw me on the bed and secured my hands above my head. And Now I can’t even remember what set me off, all I want is release. 

I have been so close so many times I lost count. Which if he knew that, I would be punished longer. Think concentrate! Focus! What did he say? 

“Answer me!” 
Shit, I’m panting. What was the question? He’s leaning over me now. I feel his swollen cock bounce on my tummy. I open my eyes and his gaze is burning into my eyes. Yes, I want him buried deep inside me. I want to squeeze him as I cum. But what the hell did he ask? I glance down. I lick my lips, yes that’s what I want. 

His finger flicks my nibble.. I arch my back, tilting my head back with a loud moan.

“Answer me!”

I open my eyes and look at him. He softly says “Are you done being a brat?” That’s when I notice my juices all over him and my heart does a skip. I smile “Never” 
He leans down and kisses me hard, covering my scream as he pinches my clit. “Are you sure?”

”Yes! Yes!l”

”Yes, what?”

”Yes, yes, I will be good!” 
“ That wasn’t what I asked!” As he bites my tit. 

“Yes, I’ll stop being a brat.” I say breathlessly. 
his mouth still assaulting my breast and nipple causing me to arch into him as I feel him slide between my wet swollen folds filling me completely. 
“Then I’ll give you what you need.”

I come completely unraveled squeezing him as I scream “YES! Thank you, Sir” I moan as my body quivers. 

I am laying on my side staring out the window into the sunshine. Thinking it could at least be raining and gloomy! Why? Why does this happen to me? I woke up from the same recurring nightmare. I am smart I know the past is not my future so why? I got up. I went for a walk in the night air. I watched the sunrise over the mountains. I came back and put on my boxing gloves and screamed profanities until my throat burned and my arms were jello. I saw him leaning in the door way watching and checking a few times. It’s not his fault these demons haunt me. I’m glad it’s only a couple times a year now. But this one there was no triggers it was out of the blue. 

I showered and put on his shirt and still nothing has helped. I’m a shell hating the sunshine. 

I feel the bed give as he lays next to me. And I think, he would be better without me and my emotional baggage.  
I feel his hands on the bottom of the shirt and I lift so he can pull it off. He moves my hair and kisses under my ear and he pulls me tight against his bare chest. His skin is so warm against mine. He runs his hand under my pillow and intertwines our fingers. My silent tears start falling.
His other hand gliding over the slope of my hip, down the curve of my waist over my shoulder, and down my arm to my other hand. Leaving our arms resting between my breast.
He squeezes me tight and nuzzles my neck. He moves his leg over mine, I am totally encapsulated by him now, my silent tears turning into body shaking sobs. I feel him kissing my neck and nuzzling me as my body let’s go and the exhaustion over takes me. 

I wake up in his warm cocoon his nose in my hair and his cock resting between my cheeks. 

I turn, bringing my hands up to embrace his face, kissing him and pressing my breast against his warm  chest. Running my hands up into his hair he starts kissing me back, his hands caressing my sides and hips, he gently rocks me to my back settling between my supple thighs never breaking our kiss, slowly entering me, causing the silent tears to come again. His lips leave mine kissing my tears away and he whispers “I am not going anywhere. YOU are not going anywhere. It’s all going to be okay.”

How does he always know what I need?

When I hear someone say Beautiful. I Instantly cringe. When I open the inbox and see Beautiful I sigh. Why…

Well because how do you know my inner demoness and my true soul. You can’t know yet. I always say something nice or smile sweetly and say Thank you but my demoness wants to get physically and spit hateful assaults back. 
Beautiful is special it’s not meant to describe an outside appearance. Gorgeous, attractive, cute, appealing, alluring those are all things that get my attention and respect. 
I recently saw a  few quotes and they explain it all: 

A million men can tell a woman she is beautiful, but she will only listen to the man who has torn her outside shell off to see what’s underneath.  

She’s different now. 
She has peace in her heart instead of chaos.That’s how she saved herself. She become the peace and she doesn’t accept anything less. That’s beautiful. 

The barista repeated my order and then I heard his voice behind me, Still ordering the same thing all these years later.” The tingle went down my entire spine. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. 
I turned around and smiled. 
“Surprised you remember”

“I’ve never forgotten…anything” 

”Really?” 

The barista calls my name and as I turn to retrieve my items I feel him press up against me and whisper “Gawd, I wanna glaze your face like a fuckin pastry!”