You tell me you’re feeling horny and submissive. So I say, "Go put on your stockings and panties. Lie down on the bed while I sit in the chair and watch you from across the room as you fuck yourself with a dildo."
I sit and watch, idly stroking myself as you spread your legs wide and insert the dildo. You know, of course, that you're not, under any circumstances, allowed to touch your cock.
While I watch, you describe how it feels. That pebbly, real-looking fake cock is sliding in and out of your hungry hole. How good it feels, but how much it makes you want my cock. How much you want to make me cum, to feel me spurt over your naked belly and chest.
I watch you through heavy-lidded eyes as you fuck yourself and moan. I watch as your gorgeous, untouched cock gets harder and harder, as precum beads at the tip and spills in slow rivulets down the underside of your shaft.
(I want so much to get up, to come over and lick it, to suck your throbbing cock into the back of my throat. It is exquisite torture, keeping my distance. Watching you fuck yourself with the dildo makes me hunger for the feel of your cock in MY ass. I want to get on my hands and knees and let you fuck me hard and fast, make me cry out in ecstasy. But this is about your submission today, not mine, and I stay myself knowing how hot this makes you.)
Your moans turn to whimpers, and I ask what it is you want.
I want you to fuck me, you say.
Want? I ask.
I NEED you to fuck me, you amend. Please. This dildo is no substitute.
Well, I say, first things first.
You know what I mean. Removing the dildo, you replace it with a buttplug and sit up, your eyes eager, your cock erect and dripping. I stand up, my own hard cock standing out in front of me, also leaking.
Come here, I say. Come here on your hands and knees.
You get on the floor, your sweet ass in the air like the little slut you are. You crawl across the floor, pausing in front of me. You raise a hand to my cock, but I slap it away.
Not yet, I chide you. First things first.
You look up at me, your lips wet and parted, your eyes hooded with lust.
Please, you say, may I kiss your cock?
I nod, and you touch your lips to the head, giving it a sloppy kiss. You can't help yourself—your tongue darts out and licks away my precum, but I'll allow it.
And then I give you instructions, from which you are not to deviate.
Kiss it. Nice and long. Work your tongue against the head. Now kiss down the shaft. Wet, sloppy kisses. Like you're a teenager french kissing for the first time. Pretend you're kissing my cock in the back of a car and you can't believe I'm letting you do it. That's it. That's my obedient little slut. Like that? Do you like my cock? Now lick it. Long licks up and down the shaft. That's good. Good boy. Touch my balls. Fondle them. Now lick them. Make love to my balls. Suck them. Think about all the cum they're going to give you.
(All this time, I have been struggling to keep my voice even. I want to whimper and moan, to encourage you, to say how much I want your cock and to taste your cum, but I keep my voice stentorian with enormous effort. I envy you because you have no such need, and have been moaning and whimpering wantonly this entire time.)
I put my hands on either side of your head and pull your face away, holding it a few inches from my cock. You whimper, your tongue involuntarily snaking out.
Do you want to suck me? I whisper.
You nod, and I pull your mouth down on my cock, burying myself in your throat. I fuck your face for as long as I can stand. I am so turned on by your moans and gasps. When I feel myself getting close, I abruptly pull you off. Your mouth makes a wet O, straining to get back on my cock.
Go lie on your back and spread your legs.
As much as you wanted to keep sucking me, you now scamper back to the bed and lie back. You hand reaches to withdraw the buttplug, but I slap it away. You moan.
I stand at the foot of the bed and spread lube up and down the length of my cock. In anticipation, you spread your legs wider. I reach down between your legs with my right hand and grasp your gorgeous cock, which is now purple and straining. You gasp at my touch as I run my thumb through your precum and smear it down the underside of your shaft. Your cock twitches.
Don't cum, I say sternly. Not yet.
You nod, delirious. With my left hand, I smack the base of the buttplug, making you cry out. And again. And again. Finally, I grasp it and remove it with an audible pop. You whimper and moan.
What do you want? I ask.
I want you to fuck me.
Go on.
I want you to fuck me. I want your cock. Your hard cock. I want to feel it inside me. I want you to fuck me hard, to make me your slut. I want your cum. I want to feel you cum on my belly. I want to taste it. I want—
And then you cry out as I thrust my cock into your hungry, waiting hole.
Oh fuck, you moan. Of fuck oh fuck oh fuck I love your cock.
I fall forward onto your body, grasping your face in my hands. I kiss you and you respond like you’re trying to drink from my mouth.
Your ass is so sweet and tight, I whisper in your ear. Such a sweet, slutty man-pussy you have.
It is so hungry for your cock!
I fuck you with slow, hard strokes, hitting you deeply, making you cry out each time. My face is by your ear, in which I growl filthy things, calling you a sweet little slut, a whore, a fuckdoll, while you murmur back incoherently, your fingernails scoring my back and your slippery silk-clad legs wrapped around me, urging me deeper, harder, faster.
I can feel my orgasm building, and I can feel your cock hard against my belly, smearing it with your leakage. I pull back to sit up on my knees while continuing to fuck you deep, and grasp your cock. I start to stroke you.
Do you want to cum?
You nod, breathless. All at once, I pull out of your ass, press my wet cock against yours, and start to stroke them together.
Cum for me, I pant, feeling myself on the edge as I feel your cock twitch and swell against mine.
Oh fuck yes yes yes I'm cumming, you gasp.
Your cock explodes a second before mine. Our combined jets splatter across your chest and belly, some even landing on your face. I lean forward to lick it off before working my way down your sweat-slick torso, savouring the bitter and the salt of our cum and your sweat, until I come to your still-hard cock.
There is no need to resist it now, and I swallow you whole and suck out the remaining drops.
Next time, it will be my turn.
Well written, makes one feel like experiencing full submission to a dominate man.
Could imagine being there. Nicely done
Mmmmm! I could feel all that!
Me too
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm so sexy
Hot story!!!!
A very sensuous story beautifully written, thank you
So very hot. Would love to do that with you, as the submissive (of course) ❤️
Wow!! This story is dripping, leaking sensuous eroticism !! Can’t wait to read the next episode!
Groan - another wet patch on my pants.... Wonderful writing, thank you... 😊
OMG! Never been as hard from reading a story as I have reading yours!
Fuck that was good!
A delicious story of submission! I love the way you write about dominance while also including tenderness between the characters as well. Very hot!