Tag: Nipple Clamps
My Turn
by admin on Oct.07, 2009, under BDSM
The heat of the sun…
The feeling of her cock in my ass…
The helplessness of being taken…
These are what I remember most about that afternoon…
As we lay naked together, on the sofa in the morning light, she turned to me and gently said, “I want you to get dressed.” She was smiling softly, and a little sadly, at the thought of what she was about to do to me. What I needed her to do to me. Her clear brown eyes were fixed on mine, in quiet authority, assumed as easily as breathing; her hand touched mine, loving and dismissing me at once.
I stood, heart already beating more quickly, and went upstairs to obey her. As I went I looked around, letting the scene sink deeply into me. (continue reading…)
