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A Blowjob Story (Mdom/f, bdsm)
by Laura Ann Davidson (anonymous@inter.net)
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Copyright (c) 2001 by Laura Ann Davidson. All Rights Reserved.
Free Redistribution Permitted.
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I am bent over the end of the kitchen counter, my bare breasts
pressed to the cold countertop and my feet in their 3"-heel
ankle boots firmly on the floor. You strike my upturned ass
again with Your belt, the blow landing solidly in the exact
center of the area framed so invitingly by my black garter belt
and stockings. I cannot contain my soft exclamation of pain. I
could at the first blow, and even the second, but that seems
like years ago. I'm both grateful that You didn't have me
count the blows and anxious because, not knowing how many have
passed, I cannot even guess at how many might remain.
"Thank You Master," I recite in as calm a voice as I can
muster. I almost can't bring myself to say what I must say
next. "Please Master, another?"
My body tenses for the blow that does not come. Is it over? Or
did I pause too long before begging You for the next blow,
earning myself another punishment? I hear... something, but I
can't tell what could be making the sound. I dare not turn to
look.
"That's enough, I think."
My body relaxes as the tension drains away. "As You wish,
Master." I remain as I am, waiting for Your next command. My
ass, even my cunt lips where they lewdly peek from between my
legs, are on fire. I can't bear to imagine what they must look
like, nor to consider how long the pain will last. Such is the
price of disobedience.
"Come here, slut. Crawl."
I raise my head and turn to the sound of Your voice. I see that
You are standing in front of the couch, as though about to sit,
and I silently pray that You won't invite me to sit next to You
there. I slide down to the floor and crawl on hands and knees,
head lowered, ass out, until I arrive at Your feet. Once there
I lower my head to the floor and again wait.
"Seeing Your ass and cunt all red like that has really turned
me on. But since fucking You just now would probably be as much
punishment as pleasure for You, I'll allow to to get me off
with Your mouth, instead."
"Thank You Master," I reply eagerly. "It'll be my pleasure."
I rise up on my knees and deftly open Your pants, dropping them
to Your ankles. I slide my hands under Your short, over Your
tush, before sending them along the way of Your pants. I'm
focused only (well, primarily) on one thing right now.
I gently wrap my right hand around Your erect cock, sort of
measuring it against the size of my hand. It looks so wonderful
with my hand around it. I wish I had a picture of that, so I
could stare at it all day. It's probably just as well I don't.
I place my left hand on Your thigh for balance as I lean
forward and take just the head of Your cock in my mouth, almost
like a kiss. A french kiss, where Your cock is the tongue that
delicately invades my mouth to duel with my own tongue. I sigh
as I taste Your precum on the tip. The pain in my ass and cunt
only makes me more determined to give You the utmost pleasure.
I have been punished, but I must still make amends.
I look up at Your face one last time before sliding my hand
down to Your balls, then taking Your cock fully into my mouth.
At first it's easy, but then I must concentrate on relaxing my
throat. Finally my nose is nestled in Your pubic hair. I would
love to smell You so close, if I could breathe. My tongue
paints the underside of Your cock as I hear Your soft moan of
pleasure.
I pull back from Your cock, taking a deep breath thru my nose
as I do so, painting Your cock with my tongue from base to tip.
I feel Your fingertips gently press up on the underside of my
jaw, and I release Your cock from my mouth in response. I see
that You're smiling, and I can't help but smile too. Your
happiness is my happiness Master.
My smile broadens as You sit on the couch. I scoot forward and
continue my work. I like this: I'm able to touch more of Your
body with more of my body. I drape myself between Your knees,
my forearms on Your torso, my breasts pressed against Your
thighs. I'm careful to keep up on my knees though, my thighs
perpendicular to the floor, my ass presented. I know You can
see a good deal of it as You watch me, and I know it'll please
You to see how red it still is. My head is down between my
upper arms, my mouth covering Your cock as my hair spills
around Your pelvis.
Mmmmm, I love the taste and feel of Your cock in my mouth. I
could stay like this all day, nursing Your cock like an all-day
sucker. The pain in my ass and cunt reminds me that this is
about Your pleasure, not mine, and I begin moving my head up
and down, sliding Your cock in and out of my mouth.
I use my lips, tongue and, very gently and seldom, teeth on
Your cock... sliding it's length past my lips, licking it up
and down like an ice cream cone, running my moist lips up the
underside, over the head, all over. I feel Your hands stroking
my hair, encouraging me. I deep throat You again. I can't get
Your full length past my lips due to Your sitting position, but
it's still necessary for me to relax my throat, and I can tell
that You like it. I continue this way for a timeless eternity.
There is nothing in my universe except my body pressed to
Yours, Your wonderful cock in my mouth, the fire on my ass and
cunt. My cunt throbs, not from the belt now but from my
arousal. As I shift position slightly (I know You love watching
my ass wiggle as I do) I can feel my wetness that has seeped
from my cunt to dampen my inner thighs.
I become aware that Your hands on my head have gone from gentle
stroking to a firmer, but not yet forceful, grip. Suddenly Your
fingers grip my hair roughly and Your pelvis thrusts forward.
I'm startled at first and I attempt to draw back, but Your
hands gripping my hair prevent that. But it's enough for me to
take a deep breath before I relax and accept Your cock once
more into my throat. Then Your hands are pulling my hair,
roughly, closer, then away, as Your pelvis thrusts in the
opposite rhythm and Your cock swells even larger in my mouth.
Then You're cumming, I know You're cumming because Your cock is
pulsating in my mouth, but the tip of Your cock is so far back
that I cannot taste what You've so generously given me.
The need to take a breath is strong, but Your pleasure is more
important right now. I concentrate on swallowing Your cum, on
not choking, on relaxing my neck, stretching my jaw and
compressing my lips in order to give You as much pleasure as
possible as You fuck my face and cum and cum. Finally Your
thrusts slow and I can take breath between them. Your fingers
relax their grip on my hair and I take the opportunity to draw
back some, removing Your cock from my mouth in the same way I'd
remove a spoon that had entered my mouth covered in chocolate
cake mix. My efforts are rewarded and I taste Your cum that did
not travel directly to my stomach. I moan softly as I lay my
head on Your thigh, Your softening cock all but touching my
nose and lips. Your hand one again strokes my hair in a way
that tells me that You have forgiven me my earlier disobedience
and that all is right between us. I close my eyes and sigh,
awaiting Your next instruction, content to wait here like
forever, if necessary, but ready to leap to obey Your every
wish.
by laura ann davidson
ICQ# 34149346