Sprawled out on the couch, repeatedly swiveling around at every sound of a car door thinking you would come through the door into our abode… impatience making me restless. I took solace in the fact that you had a shit day, I had a shit day, and we both knew what would come to fruition as soon as you got within reach.
I had decided at one point that it would be a good idea to slip on my knee-high hooker heels, sleek black leather with a 6 inch heel that still only raised my height enough to be able to graze your neck if I tried hard enough. Peeking above the boots were some tattered, but tried and true fishnets, and the only thing really concealing me- one of your black dress shirts, unbuttoned, draping gently against my petite chest and hugging onto my more than ample hips. I had become too engulfed in picking at any imperfections in my attire that I had somehow managed to not notice you slink inside until I was lifted off the couch by my neck and thrust face-down back into it. “Hello, my little pet…” Your gruff voice always got to me, and you knew that damn well enough. You grasp a handful of my hair and pull me to my feet, giving me a smirk and wrenching my head back so you can give me a brief kiss of courtesy, a glimpse at affection, a preemptive apology to the actions to come. I slide my palm down your broad, strong chest, and grind hungrily against your bulging jeans. In that second of shock, I take my opportunity and bolt upstairs into our room, your boots thundering behind me. I bound into our room, and you manage to catch up to me, one of your hands grip onto my throat while the other grabs a nearby belt and lands a hit across my backside so hard it leaves your ears ringing. My scream is stifled by your thumb pressing against my windpipe, my nails digging angrily into the flesh of your forearm, refusing to give up so soon. You let out a cocky laugh, throwing me backwards onto the bed and sliding between my legs, your mouth at my neck in an instant.“One day you’ll stop fighting me… Delaying the inevitable, it’s all you’re doing. No matter what you do, you’re mine. My little pet... my dirty little girl.” Your weight atop me already is bringing about a desperate struggle for breath, your deep baritone voice causing my knees to tremble, the tickle of your 5’o-clock shadow sending chills down my spine. I dig the heel of my boots into your hips and try to force you off me, a feeble attempt to gain some dominance- but painful nonetheless. You growl angrily and bite into delicate area between my neck and shoulder; Not a sweet, “kinky” bite- not a bite that makes you tingle and moan from the gentle sensations it brings, it was a rough, pissed-the-fuck-off bite that leaves a circular bruise for weeks, that makes your eyes roll back and your blood to boil, one that breaks skin and causes the adrenaline to flood your system. You grasp both heels of my boots and in one swift motion wrench my legs up and over my head, biting into the netting on my thighs and pulling it off, pressing the throbbing bulge in your jeans against my own equally anxious core. My back arches up in the hungry ache that follows the tease; you slip your arms under me and drag me to the edge of the bed, flipping me onto my stomach so my supple rear, with the single red stripe from your belt, is propped in the air. You grasp the belt and lash my wrists together behind me, leaning over my back to brush the hair from my face- thrusting against me again while doing so. I accidentally let out a moan, and you respond with a harsh smack to the back of my thighs. “Now that you’re all nice and marred up for me, I’d appreciate if you would be a good little girl… Keep fighting back and I’ll have to do something that will remind you of what your place is.” You utter, while running your fingers down the reddened flesh exposed to you. “Well then, sir, what is that place..?” I retort, with a tone of sass, purposefully egging you on. You grab a hold of me by the hair and pull me up, making my neck crane upwards and causing me to stumble a bit.
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The fingers of your spare hand slip between my lips and toy with my tongue, flicking occasionally against the back of my throat, causing me to cough while my eyes well up. “Your place is right here, taking my orders like a proper pet, bent over and begging for a rough fuck with a damn smile on your face without giving me any fucking trouble, understand?” You ended your question by giving me another welt on the other thigh, and I let out a whimpered and muffled “Yes” in reply, your fingers still delving into my throat, my breathing ragged. You smile, and nuzzle into the back of my neck, licking at the wounded flesh, sliding your fingers out of my mouth, down the curves of my figure and caressing my hips. My vision swims from the heady lust rushing through my veins, arching my back to your touch, and the distinctive click of your belt buckle being undone causes my knees to give. The arousal between my thighs has become more than obvious, you run your fingers over my exposed, tender pink flesh- flicking my sensitive clit with a sadistic grin, and bringing the soaking fingers before my own lips. I hungrily try to suckle at them, but you pull them away and force me to whimper in longing as you lick the slick lust from your own skin. “Now behave, my little pet… I won’t be gentle, but that is no excuse for you disobeying.” In an attempt to follow orders I spread my legs apart further, panting in pure want and need for what was to come. You grasp the base of your thick beast and press it into the wet, tight folds of my core, my panting turning to desperate moans with just the first few achingly pleasurable inches. Your hands curl under my hips and you force the entire pulsing shaft into me, causing me to scream and bite into my own lip, my heart fluttering. Your nails dig into my skin and you step back, pulling back to see the pained expression as you deprive me of what I need the most, before ravaging me with another forceful thrust that knocked the breath out of me. You give a deep growl of pleasure, my wetness dripping down your own thighs, my muscles constantly contracting around your throbbing cock. With a grin of sadistic satisfaction, you rhythmically ravage my body, your hands grasping at my skin, pulling my hair for leverage as your hips drive into me, my moans and gasps echoing around the room, calling out your name in desperation. I beg you for permission to climax, and you greedily deny me, all the while rubbing onto the most sensitive parts of my anatomy, driving me wild. “You get to cum when I do, and you will be damn well happy for that, you little lusty whore!” You bear down into me and growl into my ear, my body writhing beneath you. It starts to become unbearable, holding back ecstasy while you push every one of my buttons, making me beg for release- pleading with you, promising obedience in exchange for permission. Every time you deny me, smacking me across the ass again, my flesh reddened and tender, the pain refreshed with every thrust against them. Your hand clasps onto my throat and you pull me up to you, my back arched against your chest, your other hand holding my hips to yours. You tighten your fingers around me, and utter your demand-
“Cum for me, my pet… NOW.” With that, you thrust in as deep as possible, my knees buckle, and I collapse into you, throwing my head backwards and screaming as I gave into the sensations, my muscles tightening to an almost painful point, the intense climax bringing forth your own release, my tightening core milking every drop from you… We both fall back onto the bed, spent, I myself still bound, your hips and thighs still slick with my arousal, our bodies no longer willing to comply with either of us, but you manage to pull me against your chest and brush your lips against mine before we both are lost to unconsciousness. ----
Thank you for reading, this is one of my first attempts, and I appreciate any critiques- and apologize for the many errors that I have probably missed.
“Cum for me, my pet… NOW.” With that, you thrust in as deep as possible, my knees buckle, and I collapse into you, throwing my head backwards and screaming as I gave into the sensations, my muscles tightening to an almost painful point, the intense climax bringing forth your own release, my tightening core milking every drop from you… We both fall back onto the bed, spent, I myself still bound, your hips and thighs still slick with my arousal, our bodies no longer willing to comply with either of us, but you manage to pull me against your chest and brush your lips against mine before we both are lost to unconsciousness. ----
Thank you for reading, this is one of my first attempts, and I appreciate any critiques- and apologize for the many errors that I have probably missed.