This Hood Will Hide

This hood will hide the sweetest blue eyes.

For I can’t watch you as you cry.

But I’ll revel in glee at the cries I receive.

As the sadist in me takes what you feed.

This length of cane will dispense my pain.

Pinpoint application to drive you insane.

But I’ll remain calm as I cause you harm.

Outwardly emotionless yet inwardly charged.

Biting your flesh amidst slapped caress.

Ravaging brutally into a mess.

Sodden and sore your skin oh so raw.

You beg me master, please, please no more.

Graced with rope

Slender body,

Long lithe limbs.

Graced with rope,

Tied for sin.

Openly fettered,

No guard to protect.

As fingers probe,

Your lust wet.

Tongue and lips,

Tease mercilessly.

A whisper to a slave,

Cum for me.

And then my Beauty,

As you tense to release,

I stop, I laugh,

Your bastard Beast.

Daily Prompt: Torn (His Own)

Tattered, torn, used, worn.

Exhausted, yet somehow reborn.

Taken to heaven, pulled through hell.

Collared servitude, freedom dispelled. 

You’re a good girl, come good on request.

Slave to your master, doing your best.

For which he has gratitude in kind.

So long as he has control o’er your mind.

Your body now belongs to him, his.

His own lil slave, his very own lil miss.

via Daily Prompt: Torn

Master?

“Tell me how badly you need to cum?” I ask, standing over her with the wand in my hand.

“Fucking badly!” She retorts with an audible shake to her desperate voice. 

“What are you willing to give?” I smile slyly with the knowledge I’m in control.

“Anything!” She replies as she scoots round from lying on her back to being on all fours before me. 

“Anything you want… ” She continues narrowing her eyes as she reaches forward to feel the bulge that the situation has risen in my pants. She gently grasps and slowly squeezes it stroking it back and forth inside my pants.

“Well, let’s see what you have in mind then?” I encourage her as my hands fall away to clasp the vibrator with both hands behind my back.

She smiles gleefully as I do, her eyes sink to the ever harder bulge in her grasp.

“Can I?” She whispers and pauses with her caress.

“I said let’s see didn’t I?” Answering her query.

“Sorry Master.” She apologises as she lets go of my bulge and undoes my belt, button, and zip.

“I just wanted to make sure you were happy.” She carries on pulling down my pants and precum soiled shorts.

“You will make me happy my love, of that I’m sure.” I whisper as I gently tuck a lock of golden hair behind her ear. “I’ll make sure of it.”

She takes a deep satisfied breath and sighs wistfully as she again grasps my stiffening shaft, this time skin to skin, this time with no clothes to separate us. She holds it in one hand and slowly lifts the phallus up, pulling it up, squeezing a glistening dew like drop drop from the eye at its pinnacle. A giggle slips from her mouth as she leans in and traces her tongue up between my glans’ peeks to lap up the shining drop of natures lubrication.

“Mmmm…” She softly hums liking the taste of my arousal. 

I look on lovingly as she then pushes the foreskin back on my uncut cock, her tongue swirls around its head licking up all the juices that have seeped out with the anticipation of what’s to come. Her lips envelop the bulging head tightly as she pushes forward taking me deep into her mouth, she pulls back, her tongue drawing along the shaft and the sensitive head making my leg twitch involuntarily.

“Fuck!” I whisper as I close my eyes and lift my head back savoring the feeling she’s creating in my core.

She plunges down again, this time deeper. I feel her throat spasm around my bulbous prick. I feel the gagging sensation that she endures for my pleasure. Oh what pleasure I feel as she quickly jerks me back and forth cock still deep in her throat. Suddenly she pulls away and coughs, but without thought she squeezes hard with her hands and strokes violently to keep my pleasure constant. Then after a few breaths she takes me into her mouth again, a certain continuity maintained as this time her mouth replicates her hands, but so much softer, warmer, and wetter. I push my hips forwards in a signal of approval, but she’s the master in this situation, she’s the expert, the perfect artisan. She knows and interprets my movements, my groans, my every input into her performance, and then as I quiver to give her my ovation she pulls away, her eyes lit with glee as my ejaculate flies across her moist open lips onto her cheeks, chin and into her greedy little mouth. Not content, she takes me back in and sucks out every drop I have to offer, her hand squeezing it up along my shaft milking cum onto her tongue before swallowing it down into her belly.

My eyes open wide and take in the shock of pleasure that she’s just given me. Stunned my hands drop to my sides and I breathe deeply. She pulls away and pushes me back grabbing the vibrating wand from my grasp. As she turns it on a wide cum spattered grin appears across her joy filled face.

“Now sit down and enjoy show!” She instructs.

Disarmed, stunned, and in a haze of pleasure, I fall back into the chair behind me and watch the sexiest, horniest, and most assertive slave in the whole world take her prize and revel in it, until like me she’s spent.