Deciding to spend what was left of the day preparing myself for the evening ahead. Slave was seriously disrupting my 'chi.' He'd been twitchy, antsy even ever since I'd told him that I would switch when we visited the PlayRoom that night.
Only then, I'd made him wait. And with each day that passed, his impatience grew.
Over the last two weeks, the facade of calm devoted Slave, catering to my every whim was unraveling and crumbling before my eyes. His inner Dom began clawing his way free of the submissive, until the eyes that had stared back at me this morning as I stood leaning against the kitchen counter, were fierce and uncompromising. I'd shivered and instantly grown hot and wet.
*On your knees and eat me now, show me with that delectable mouth of yours how much you want to please your Mistress!*
He'd growled and then I watched in startled disbelief as he'd blatantly ignored my demand, picked me up instead and threw me over his shoulders caveman style. His fingers tearing into the yoga pants I wore ripping them free, hard fingers that bit into my flesh, squeezing then roughly parting my thighs as he walked. He stroked along the slick folds and rubbed firmly against the stiffening nub of my clit...
But when he sank two thick, long, fingers deep and started pumping them hard, I howled in pleasure and fury.
*Put me the fuck down now!
Ohhhhhhhhhhh...or I swear....oooommmppphhfff*
He did. On my back in our bed, tossing me onto it like a sack of potatoes and knocking the breath right out of me. He tore my T-shirt and bra in two, which pissed me off no end. I'd really liked that one! His smirk leaving me in no doubt that it was simply of no concern whatsoever to him. It was the last coherent thought I had for awhile...for then he'd pulled my legs wide and shoved my knees back, then that mouth and that wicked tongue were on me and in me. His gorgeous face nuzzling and sucking, laving and ripping my disheveled senses to shreds. Fiendishly delicious fingers continued to slide deep and hard in a heady frantic rhythm as he pinned me without compunction to the bed and took me at his will. To hell with mine!
I couldn't think.
Couldn't move, could only feel every sensation that skittered over my flesh like electricity, igniting a path to my erogenous zones, liquifying my belly, making me pant, gasp and mewl, as my nails sank into his flesh. He drew the responses he wanted from me and stared hard and uncompromisingly down at me, before taking my lips, filling my mouth with the flavor of my own juices... Ohhhh but he would pay for this...later...
So I took my time...when I could finally drag myself off the bed hours later. My limbs satiated and heavy began to feel less so as I stood under a hot shower, steamy heat penetrating fatigued muscles. Pinching my nipples tight, head back and eyes closed, reliving every exquisite moment we'd just shared. Indelibly engraved on my mind.
It was time.
Way past time...
