to be made into a film!
boyfriend, good company and a great lover.
He’s worshipped Cassie from afar, for a long time. Now that he’s got
her, there’s no-way he’s going to let a little something like her need to
experiment with sexual role-play, get in his way. He’s a man on a mission,
determined to give the girl he loves, everything she needs to be fulfilled.
It’s amazing the lengths he’s prepared to go to.
dating him for several months. She can’t fault him – he’s good company, great
to look at, romantic and a good lover. So why does she hanker for more… she
wants to spice up their love life, and is unhappy when he resists. Why can’t
she put into words exactly what she desires? What will it take to make her
realize that her desire to be spanked, hides an even deeper desire to submit?
bare to the waist she rose from her kneeling position to walk towards him. His body immediately went into overdrive and
he felt like he had swallowed his tongue.
He cleared his throat, trying to cover it up with a cough.
me.” She sat down, making herself
comfortable with her knees drawn under herself, her gaze downcast. The sight of her obeying his command, without
question, nearly caused his mind to shut down and he had trouble remembering
what he wanted her to do next.
to get himself back together, he told her, “I have a present for you. A
Birthday gift for my slave.” He slipped
his hand under her chin to look directly into her eyes. “Remove your top.”
the burst of lust that she quickly tried to hide by lowering her lashes. Without comment, she unfastened the buttons
between her breasts and slowly peeled the top down her arms to let it drop
behind her back. Her eyes locked onto
his, as she sat still and awaited his next move. Her tongue crept out to wet
her dry lips and he couldn’t resist leaning forward to lick along the seam of
eagerly opened her mouth to him, thoroughly enjoying her response. He felt a twinge of guilt, when she moaned in
disappointment as he pulled away from her.
me. I want to see them erect and begging
to be kissed.”
and sorely disappointed, Cassie looked down at her breasts and then back at
him. What was the point if she was going
to play by herself? He was an idiot!
Couldn’t he see they were already erect?
How much more did he think they would enlarge? He had said ‘begging to be kissed.’ If he
didn’t kiss them soon, she would be reduced to begging. She was so turned on
her nipples were standing proud and her stomach muscles quivered in
anticipation of his next move.
thoughts, he growled, “I want them harder!”
and across her breasts; the palms of her hands massaged and rolled her nipples.
She was already highly aroused and her nipples were very sensitive to her
gentle touch. She closed her eyes and
let her head fall back on her shoulders, thrusting her aching breasts towards
him. She teased and pinched her nipples.
Christ, if he didn’t get his act together soon, and join her on the
floor, she was going to come without him. What was he waiting for?
would die of frustration if he didn’t make his move soon. “Put your hands behind your back.” Aiming to please, and hoping he would now get
things moving, she quickly put her arms behind her back and sat on her hands.
There. Done. Asshole.
her right nipple between his thumb and index finger, rubbing it almost
painfully as he tugged on it sharply.
The sensation was overwhelming, the pain erotic in a way she struggled
to understand. She kept her eyes on his fingers, watching him as he played with
her nipple. When he pulled extra hard a
shaft of sensation coursed straight to her core and her inner muscles pulsed
with need. He was driving her mad. She
needed him to stop playing and she could not hold back her moan of need. The
passion within that he had unleashed, was driving her mad. She felt raw.
Primal. She wanted fucked and she wanted it now. She couldn’t hold on much
longer. She needed to feel him driving into her with force, claiming her with
reached behind the divan to fetch a jeweler’s box. “You will only wear these
for me.” He told her, his look serious.
man who hadn’t wanted to role-play, he was sure getting into his role tonight.
what looked like a pair of extra large gold hoop earrings with small screws
attached. They reminded her of the type
of ring a bull would wear through its nose. Without another word, he leaned
forward, pinched her nipple again and brought the first of the rings to her
going to fasten this on you.” He lifted her head and looked straight into her
eyes, “tell me if it gets too tight.”
dare breathe. Christ, he was really getting into this Dom thing. He leaned forward and drew her nipple into
his mouth, sucking so hard she would have sworn that her womb contracted. He
released her now moist nipple from his mouth, pinched it between his fingers and
positioned the clamp. Matt slowly started
turning the side screw to fasten the clamp upon her nipple. It was slightly painful, sharper than him
pinching her nipple, but at the same time surprisingly erotic. He turned the screw tighter, and she had to
bite her lip to stop herself from moaning.
Again, he turned the screw.
she cried. Shit, that hurt.
mouth, his kiss hot and hard; at the same time, he gave the screw another turn.
“Aagh…..” Oh God, the pain, what the hell did he think he was doing? Tears
sprung to her eyes.
breaths – embrace the pain – it will soon fade.”
and wondered how he would feel if his nipple was clamped tight. He lowered his
mouth to cover her nipple, which was now forced into permanent erection by the
clamp, and slowly laved both her nipple and the ring with his tongue,
alternatively sucking and blowing on her nipple. Oh God, it felt so good. She would never have believed that something
so painful could make her feel so horny.