Bondage Fantasy I
Unexpected events don't go well with me, they take me away from the comfort of routine. I enjoy how things can be predictable, even though it isn't a surprise there is still a sense of excitement. As long as I am in a controlled environment, certain things are just bound to happen. Having my master nearby is one of those things that I take for granted, the way he comes to me and fondles me and tape gags me, are one of my little joys in life. I don't know when exactly things are going to happen, I don't know what he is going to do, I don't know for how long it is going to take.....the only constant factor I can depend on is on frequency. In between phases, I ponder on what he's going to do next. In my mind I am sitting on the couch reading a book, everything is so quiet. Out of the blue he comes out and pulls up my hands above my head and begins to kiss me, I'm perfectly immobilized, I am at his will. He begins to undress me and fondles my breasts and starts to pull up my skirt. His touch is a bit cold, and is ever so exhilirating. But it doesn't last for long, I get so hot and his icy fingers simply melt on my skin. He pulls me off the couch and commands me to kneel down, look up at him and place my hands in front of me on the floor. "Be attentive" he says, and I obey him. Out of his pocket comes out a leash and he clasps it on to my collar. He cuffs my hands together in front of me. I'm quite mobile, but I am ordered to not move an inch. I'm still kneeling but he places a spreader bar right behind my knews. He tells me to maintain my position and to unzip his pants. I do as he says, next he shoves my face in to his crotch and all I want is to suck him and he finally allows me to do so. He picks me up and puts me over his knee and spanks me...soft...soft..soft...then hard. He grabs some lotion and plugs me good, I try to say something but he already placed a muzzle gag on me. By this point, I am so aroused, and I just want him to get me off...but he denies me. I crawl on the floor while he's leading me with the leash and ties me down to a chair and places it next to his desk. My legs are spread apart, and he tortures me for a bit by not letting me get off. He is sitting in front of me and begins to masturbate, and he is getting close to a climax. When he does, he blows his load all over me, it's warm and sticky, and it trickles down to my thighs.
Routine, some condemn it to be void of excitement, I care do differ.
Unexpected events don't go well with me, they take me away from the comfort of routine. I enjoy how things can be predictable, even though it isn't a surprise there is still a sense of excitement. As long as I am in a controlled environment, certain things are just bound to happen. Having my master nearby is one of those things that I take for granted, the way he comes to me and fondles me and tape gags me, are one of my little joys in life. I don't know when exactly things are going to happen, I don't know what he is going to do, I don't know for how long it is going to take.....the only constant factor I can depend on is on frequency. In between phases, I ponder on what he's going to do next. In my mind I am sitting on the couch reading a book, everything is so quiet. Out of the blue he comes out and pulls up my hands above my head and begins to kiss me, I'm perfectly immobilized, I am at his will. He begins to undress me and fondles my breasts and starts to pull up my skirt. His touch is a bit cold, and is ever so exhilirating. But it doesn't last for long, I get so hot and his icy fingers simply melt on my skin. He pulls me off the couch and commands me to kneel down, look up at him and place my hands in front of me on the floor. "Be attentive" he says, and I obey him. Out of his pocket comes out a leash and he clasps it on to my collar. He cuffs my hands together in front of me. I'm quite mobile, but I am ordered to not move an inch. I'm still kneeling but he places a spreader bar right behind my knews. He tells me to maintain my position and to unzip his pants. I do as he says, next he shoves my face in to his crotch and all I want is to suck him and he finally allows me to do so. He picks me up and puts me over his knee and spanks me...soft...soft..soft...then hard. He grabs some lotion and plugs me good, I try to say something but he already placed a muzzle gag on me. By this point, I am so aroused, and I just want him to get me off...but he denies me. I crawl on the floor while he's leading me with the leash and ties me down to a chair and places it next to his desk. My legs are spread apart, and he tortures me for a bit by not letting me get off. He is sitting in front of me and begins to masturbate, and he is getting close to a climax. When he does, he blows his load all over me, it's warm and sticky, and it trickles down to my thighs.
Routine, some condemn it to be void of excitement, I care do differ.
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