Making you mine

"Calm, little one... stay calm... try to relax and breathe..."

It's only moments since you came for me, the orgasm ripped from your body with a savage intensity. Your screams still echo in the room. Your blood is liquid fire. The sharp slap of my hand on your arse is fresh in your memory: a sweet, hot pain, still burning. Delicious convulsions ripple through you, barely conscious of anything but pleasure and pain, your every nerve ending tingling, your body on edge, trembling, shaking.

You're mine, completely.

I whisper softly in your ear, your orgasm not letting go, my breath hot and lustful against your cheek. I hold you close on the rug, my body spooned around yours from behind, the soft fur of the rug brushing against your skin as you tremble in my arms. Your clit pulses... pulses... pulses... not stopping... your nerve ends tingling, the hot pain from my hand still burning on your arse, on your thighs, your clit still feeling that last stroke of my fingers, throbbing at the memory.

My hands move up from your waist, towards your breasts, my fingertips brushing across your nipples, pinching them softly. You groan again, the slightest touch bringing back the convulsions, bucking against me. It's clear you need more, rather urgently.

"Do you need to come again, little one?" I whisper. I pinch your nipples again, a little harder.

"Roger... I... ohhhhh... ohhh god..."

You writhe at my touch, feeling my chest against your back, my hard cock warm and pulsing, nestled between your buttocks. You press back against me, needing to feel it. Still tugging gently on one of your nipples, my other hand drifts down over your belly, my fingertip brushing across your clit so delicately. You groan again, your body bucking up towards my finger.

"Do you need to come, little one?" I whisper. "Tell me... tell me if you need it..."

The tone is soft but the implication is still there. You know that your orgasm is entirely dependent now upon my will and you already realise that I'm going to make you beg. You know you'll surrender willingly.

"Roger... please... I... uunhhhhh... ohh fuck... fucckk..."

"I know you need it... tell me... tell me what you need..."

My finger is circling your clit now, rubbing, stroking, your muscles taut, arching up to my finger. My body is pressed into yours, enclosing you, my voice still whispering in your ear. You're lost in me, surrounded by me.

"uunnhhhhhh... fucckkkk... ohhh please Roger... let me come... fuckk... ohhhh I need to come..."

"Tell me again, little one... tell me what you need..." My fingers rub harder, faster, my cock warm and pulsing between your buttocks, responding to your need...

"ohhhhhh god... I need... unnhhhhhhh... I need to come Roger... please... ohhh god please make me come... I don't think I can hold it... please..."

"Such a little whore..." I breathe, and my words ignite you, a hot trigger. "Then come for me... don't hold it back... come for me..." My thumb skids across your clit, circling faster... harder... and it's all you can do to stop yourself from screaming. As you begin to convulse my fingers slide down to your cunt, slipping easily between the pouting wet lips, and I thrust them... all the way inside you... three of my fingers suddenly sliding deep and hard into your cunt, filling you. Your fingers grab at me, clutching, as your orgasm starts to surge through your body. There's a delicious wet splash, a sudden gush of your wetness spilling over my thrusting fingers, and you come... hard...

Your orgasm is explosive, intense, your body wracked with delicious convulsions, grabbing onto me, arching, writhing... and I can't take much more. I can feel my penis pulsing hard against your arse, wanting you, needing you. Needing to fuck you.

As your body convulses I draw you quickly up onto all fours, my erect penis slipping between your thighs, the head skidding against the dripping wetness of your cunt. I can't wait, I need it now. With one long, delicious thrust, I slide the full length of my cock deep inside you, your cunt engulfing my erect penis as I drive it deeper, flooding over me.

And with that first, exquisite thrust, you scream again...

The Voyeur

I look at you with ill-disguised lust. Alone here in this room. Just you and I.
I’m sat in the corner, in the dark, alone on the chair.
You’re on the bed, looking at me.

Watching me as I watch you.

A cycle of lust.

"You're sure you want to do this?" I look at you again, quizzically. “You seem nervous, shy... if you‘ve changed your mind...?”
“No...” you whisper, slowly gathering your nerves. “I just... no-one will know?”
“No-one will know,” I reply. “Why would I feel the need to tell?”
“Please... it needs to be discreet,“ you whisper, your nerves showing. “I won’t be flirting with you in public, certain people watching... they can‘t know... they can‘t know I did this for you...”
“I only want to watch you,” I say again, quietly. “No more than that.”
“But...”
You hesitate.
“I thought...”
I like to watch,” I smile. “That and no more. If that’s not enough for you...”

Your mind turns over the possibilities. There is sex in the room. I seem calm, but you know I’m watching you. You know I want you. You know I’m thinking about fucking you.
“If you want to...” you begin.
“I do want to, but no. This is all it is. Just this room, now. I want to watch you come for me.”

The final phrase pours from my lips. Half whispered. You tremble, softly.

“Will you... will you touch yourself too...?”
“I don’t know,” I reply. “Possibly. Do you want that?”
The image tumbles through your mind.
“...yes...”
“You want to see me come?” I’m looking at you more intensely, smiling. You know your response will excite me.
“...yes...” you breathe.
“Say it.” I reply, half whispered. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want...”
“I know what you need. Tell me.“

Your heart beats faster, a pulse now between your thighs.
“I want to see you come...”

I watch you, my breathing increasing, my own pulse rising.
“Touch yourself,” I whisper.
My hand slips down between my thighs, slowly, gently. My gaze never leaving you.

“Touch yourself.”
And with a shaken sigh, you surrender.

You're such a bad girl...

You're such a little slut. Look at you.
Don't think I haven't noticed you there, late at night, reading my words. Don't think I haven't seen how you touch yourself.
I've watched you there, so many times, your panties around your ankles, hoping you won't be caught, masturbating like a little slut.
I've seen how wet you become.
I've seen how you push your fingers into your wet little cunt, imagining my cock inside you. Imagining me fucking you.
Imagining my cum spurting deep inside you, all over you.
You're such a dirty little girl.
You need to be taught a lesson. You need to learn how to behave. I can see you wriggling even now. Such a greedy little slut, clearly needing to be fucked.
Is that what you want? Do you want my cock in your cunt? Do you want to be taken? Do you want to be fucked?
I know that you do. I know this is making you wet.
It's time you admitted to me just what a filthy little slut you are.
Show me. Do it for me now. I don't care if someone will see you.
Put your hand down between your thighs. Touch yourself for me. Make yourself wet for me.
Do it for me right now. Don't make me have to punish you.
Pull your panties down. Take them right off.
You've done it so many times before, reading my words. Do it now.
Take off your panties.
Don't make me wait. You're my slut. You'll do as you're told.
Take them off, right now.
I don't care who sees you.
Take them right off.
Open your thighs. I want to see how wet you are.
Show me that wet little cunt of yours.

mmmm... that's better...

Now put your hand between your thighs...
Slide it over your cunt... make your fingers wet...

You're such a fucking slut... look at you...

Push them inside...
Push your fingers into that wet little cunt...
Don't make me wait...
Push them inside...
All the way...

Open your thighs wider... I want to see...

mmmmm...
Such a little whore for me...

Keep those fingers in your cunt...
And tell me, admit it to me right now... tell me you're my dirty fucking slut, and you have your fingers in your cunt...
Say it to me, right now... I want you to admit it to me...
Tell me you're my dirty fucking slut, and you have your fingers in your cunt...

Show me just what a little slut you are...