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~….You….~

I wanted to tell you

What you mean to me,

How I so desire those things

Which right now can’t be,

And how you would know

(If I was there),

That I need every part of you

Lay your soul to me bare,

My fingers should be softly

Caressing your lips,

As they make a sensual dance

Down your skin to your hips,

My lips and my tongue

Following down in a line,

My feverish desire

to make you mine,

To lick my lips at the taste

Of your decadent skin,

I wanna feel you burn

Your passion from within,

My sweetness know

That my fire burns so true,

I’ve fallen so deeply

In love with you….

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….you made my storms quiet
          
             such a gift….

….now your gone

            such a curse….

.x.

Sometimes I feel nobody understands
and I guess that its ok,
All I want is you
each and every day,
and it kills yes it kills
so very deep inside,
And I fight all of these feeling
and from my heart I try to hide,
I guess the nights they are the hardest
they’re when I wish you were around,
When I finally sleep you are my dreams
my feet they lose the ground,
Times moving forward
and yet I lose,
Try so hard
but my heart you it choose,
All these words feelings about you
a tornado spin around,
So lost its not fair
lips sealed not a sound,
Another night no sleep….

.x.

So stuck over you….

Tell me
tell me my sweet,
How do I cope
memories bittersweet,
How do I move
when my heart longs for you,
How do I cope
with these feelings so true,
Tell me how you moved on
because I drown each night,
And I sleep so very little
thoughts of you haunt me til the light,
Inside me a desperation
a need to do what’s right,
Going against my feelings
stupid endless fight,
Tell me how you did it
wiped me with such ease,
When I finally sleep I dream of you
memories softly tease,
And my heart
it cries for you,
And I constantly silence it
and so it tries for you,
There are words so many words
thoughts feelings spin like a whirlwind,
In feeling for you like this I’ve
sinned,
I just want to
give in,
Your the most beautifully
perfect sin,
But these now are only my thoughts
just how I feel,
Because we don’t talk anymore
and I’m stuck with a heart so real,
I am at such a loss
not knowing what to do,
Tell me my beautiful perfection
how do I get over you,
You don’t feel
the same,
I was just
a game,
And yet here the proof
so true,
I never played games my heart soul
totally for you,
So here I am so stuck
everything does fuse,
Guess I have a stupid heart
because still you it choose….
.x.

Part 6

I’m laying here thinking about yesterday. About all those things that happened. How after you came back to the table it was to move me just enough so that my head was hanging over it. How you leant down and kissed me, biting my bottom lip and then biting up my neck. Leaning over me so I can smell your luxurious skin as you took first one and then the other of my nipples in your mouth, swirling your tongue around and pulling on them, sucking deeply but not to hurt. More to spike erotic feelings throughout my body. So unable to help it I moaned against your skin and felt the smile as you achieved what you wanted.
   Looking down into my eyes as you undid your jeans and started stroking your already hard cock between your fingers. I remember the feeling of longing as I knew how much I wanted you, wanted your pleasure, needed it. Your other hand reaching forward and pushing a finger between my lips into the warm wetness. “So beautiful and so mine.” You said. And I sucking on your finger deeply swirling my tongue around it keenly savouring the enticing taste of your skin. The soft mewl I made as you pulled your finger out with a soft pop.
  The vivid memory of your smile and your words….  “Oh kitten that delectable mouth is so Mine.”
   You pushed just the tip of your hard cock into my mouth as I tried to lean forward for more. The sound of your chuckle as you called me greedy and started to slowly fuck my mouth. Taking your sweet time and pleasure. Going deeper finding your rhythm and getting a little faster. Telling me it feels so good. Your hot hard cock deep inside my warm wet needy mouth. Sucking you deeply, swirling my tongue as you take it to just the head. My tongue running along your shaft. Needing you deeper harder. How I craved to be used by you for your pleasure and your pleasure alone.
   You leant forward slightly, your hands grabbing my breasts as you started to take me harder, fucking my mouth deeper. Your balls touching me rubbing against me, you were getting so close and then you saying “I’m not pulling back. I’m gonna cum straight down your throat.” Thrusting your hips pushing as deep as you can. Your cock swelling inside of me. Then the feeling of you Cumming. It hitting and gushing down my throat catching my gag reflex and me having to fight it as I take all you have to offer  emptying yourself completely into me. Staying until you go soft and there’s nothing on you or in you. Totally clean.
  “My kitten.” You said as you laid the back of your hand against my cheek.
   My thoughts turn to the way you wrapped your arms around me after you untied me. How You held me tight and told me I was Yours. Only Yours and always Yours. After you helped wipe my skin enough so that I looked clean and presentable going back to the hotel. Walking me back to my hotel room kissing me as though I was your oxygen as you had me pinned to the wall. “I have to go.” You said. And I knew you did. “Shower and rest. I’ll be here early to get you tomorrow morning. I love you kitten.” You smiled at me. That oh so sexy secret smile that makes me weak.
   I remember getting in the shower feeling that sting of the hot water against my skin. Remembering how much I still need an orgasm. And you ringing,knowing my thoughts…. picking up the phone…. “kitten? No orgasms.” And my reaction meaning you knew I’d been thinking it and got busted.
   Thinking about bed and you messaging me not long before…. “Get lots of sleep.” You’d said. “Your door? Set your alarm and get up early. Unlock that door and then get back in bed and go to back to sleep.” 
  “But anyone could enter it!” I’d messaged back. “Precisely!” You’d written back with a smiley. “Anyone can. But the only person that will? Me to claim what’s MINE!!” “Good night My beautiful little kitten. I love you very much.” Your final message.
   And now here I was fighting sleep so early in the morning. The door unlocked and my eyes so heavy. Were you even up yet? I doubted it. I fell back asleep dreaming of you….

 

 You stand up and look down. “Want some help up?” You say. My wrists are still bound in the cuffs so I nod silently. “What was that?” You look at me. “Yes please Sir.” I correct myself.
  I’m already on my knees and you slide a hand under my elbow just enough so that as I stand, I keep my balance. You take a step back and watch me. I can’t help but feel so very self conscious under your gaze. You take a step catch the chain between the cuffs and turn walking across the room pulling me with you. You stop after 4 steps and let go. “Trust me.” You say, and the blindfold goes back on. I’ve now no idea what’s next. I feel the pull on the chain again and walk….
   There is something very hard in front of me. Wood. It’s a table I think. I can feel things on it. You tut…. coming up behind me. “No cheating.” You say. I can’t help it, I think you’ve walked away again and I edge my fingers forward slowly and quietly, trying to feel the different things on the table. I’ve got 2 and am just going for the 3rd when I can feel your breath on my skin. I blush deeply as you say…. “So disobedient. Aren’t you kitten.” It’s not even a question. Just a statement. I swallow. Ooooppppppsssss…. I think. You spin me sharply and your hand is gripping my hair before I’ve had time to take a breath. You kiss me and for a moment I’m lost in the kiss thinking your going to let it slide. Oh I’m so wrong…. You pull me sideways and then push backwards. I’m sitting on what I believe is a wooden table. “Feet up, lay down and stretch out.” You say. I do as you command feeling very much on show laying stretched out naked on a table. Your quiet again. I think you’re just watching what’s yours. The thought makes me blush and I feel the heat of the blush spread down me. I was correct as you let out a breath and walk away….
   The music gets louder and my heart starts to beat harder. Your taking away my senses again, just leaving touch. The anticipation is both exciting and scary at the same time. Your back. I’m sure you are. I could move if I wanted, I’m not tied just laying. But I don’t. I feel your fingers at my ankle, then I feel the rope, as it goes around I feel it’s more like para cord. First one, then the other, then up to my already bound wrists…. You lift a wrist, free it from the cuffs, run your finger over the welt in my skin then tie it with the cord before doing the same to the other. I’m now stretched and tied in a cross shape to the table. I flex to see how much I can move. Not much. In fact hardly any at all. My heart is beating so hard and my thoughts are all over. You’re taking your time for this and it’s driving me crazy. At least before you were faster and I had more of an idea of what was going to happen. This time? I think your being slow deliberately and it’s working as it’s winding me up even more….  
   I feel something brush against my skin. Your trailing something up across my belly. It’s tendrils hard and yet giving. As I twig what it is, the sharp dull sting of the flogger hits my nipple and I drag in a breath, that stung! So this is what I’m going to get for being disobedient. You come closer to my ear, “Open your mouth.” A gag! This will teach me I think as the ball gag gets tied tight….
   The flogger comes down harder across my abdomen. I’m completely at your mercy as you alternate between soft flicks and hard hard hits. My body is singing with heat as the strands of the flogger hit my skin again and again. You take your time, I can feel the patterns your making and know that my skin is rising in red welts. I moan against the gag and you stop for a second. “Ok?” You ask above the music. I nod. I’m not going to remind you that I dislike lots of pain, and I’m definitely not going to give you the satisfaction of winning. I’m far to stubborn for that! You resume alternating soft and hard licks across my body, your driving me out of my mind and yes! I totally get it. I won’t touch!! I would agree to anything right now, my skin is on fire. You move again start soft flicks up the inside of my thighs. It’s only just occurred to me that I’m wet. Very wet. Noticeably wet. You’ve obviously seen just how wet. You rub the flogger against me and I clench. G*D I need you so bad. I need to feel you inside me. I would give anything just to have your cock buried deep within me, fucking me slowly letting it build until I’m begging you to fuck me harder. Again I know I’m not going to get my wish…. You pull the flogger away, I can feel it wet against me. You flick it against me softly and I can’t wriggle away. It hits my clit again and again and there’s nothing I can do but take it. I’m moaning against the gag I’ve completely lost my hold on everything. I need the orgasm so bad. I’m so close to tipping over, just once more and I’m going to crash down in a glorious orgasm but? You stop. I can’t believe it! You’ve stopped! The music volume goes down. You walk back over to me. Amusement in your voice… “Want to cum kitten?”
   “Tell me…. do you need to cum badly kitten?” I want to swear at you. You know I do!! This is so unfair. I get it now. Orgasm denial. You turn serious. “Now? You will obey me won’t you kitten.”  Again it’s not even a question. Just a fact. I think you know I’d sign my soul over to you if I could. You loosen the gag and take it off. “Remember? No talking. You don’t have permission.” You lean over and kiss me, once again fucking my mouth with your tongue. You know exactly what your doing and I want to tell you your being so unfair. I need this orgasm! I get it. Lesson learned. I won’t touch anything without your say so. You pull back from my lips and I growl at the loss. “Kittens don’t growl.” You muse, and you turn a walk away….

.x.

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Late night emails….

My Sweetness.x.

My thoughts….

Your my pleasure
your my pain,
Your endless summer
refreshing rain,
Your my darkness
elernal light,
Your my daytime
and my night,
Your my heart
and your my soul,
For you I hunger
you own me whole,
I guess your in my life
sent from above,
For I have 
eternal love….
.x.

Displeasing you….?

Displeasing you ….?
I feel I have mastered the art of it?

See I just don’t know….
I’ve spent the day doing what I have to, throwing myself into everything, trying to push you from my mind. But it’s not working. You’re not leaving. So many thoughts of you, clicking, spinning through. I feel lost…. like what should I do? What should I say? Act normal and pretend everything is perfect? (It’s far from it). But also you have my promise and my word…. I don’t go back on them. Ever. So I can’t bring these things up. I can’t say a damn word. Unless it’s life threatening? I honour my promises and my word.
  I just really want to ask you how you feel? In fact I’m desperate to ask you. But I can’t. Pride stopping me? Nope. Not at all. More…. the sub in me says you must not question. The little? I crave you. I need your affection and where are you? Physically? I know where you are. Mentally? Emotionally? Where your thoughts are? Where your heart is? I don’t know…. I wish I did? But I don’t…. do I wish I could read minds? Yours? Yes. Just for a moment, what I would give to see inside, to know. To really know. What do you think? What do you feel? When you think of me….
  I know how I feel. No shit…. no games…. not for amusement…. not an object…. not role play….
Real. That’s my word. Real. It’s the only word I need….  Real. You are so much more…. My feelings?  Real.
  Today? Today so far for me has been super hard…. thoughts of you are invading everything I do. Everything I think. Everything I am. And what can I do? Wait. I guess that is all I can do….
Just wait….
Wait and see what you do? What your move is? What you’re going to say? Are you going to speak? As time ticks on? I’m slowly dieing…. yup it’s affecting me.  Yes it’s affecting me. And? As time carries on ticking? It’s going to carry on affecting me….

Where do I stand?
How do you feel?
Questions I can’t ask….

Troubled by my thoughts? I am just a little.
Mostly? I just do you wrong and am not good enough…. I feel as though I can never please you enough. I desire to ask what I may do to please you? But fear of upsetting you and annoying you? It’s stops and keeps me quiet….

Ugh….

….That voice….

….The sound of your voice… an intoxicatingly addictive mixture of warm honey and luxuriously soft velvet, such a sound to fall from those lips,
  that I am left but an addict with an insatiable hunger for your words….
.x.

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