Imagine

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Imagine you are stepping out of the shower. You shaved your whole body. You feel clean, fresh and sexy. You slowly dry your skin with a soft towel, apply moisterizer, look into the mirror and smile. You feel good about yourself. Showers can do that to you; feeling like a new human being, awakened from the tedious slumber of every day life.

You walk into the livingroom because he is there. He. Your Master. The man you trust and feel so connected to. You want to give him a kiss, before putting on your clothes for the day. He is focused, working away, his fingers flying over the keyboard. Click click click. But he senses your presence and looks up. His hands automatically hold onto your naked buttcheeks. You look into his brown eyes, searching for the fire you are feeling inside. There it is.

You turn around and you know that his eyes are following your every move. “I want a hug”, you say. “Can I please have a hug?”. You sit down on the sofa and then lean back, spreading your naked legs a little. He walks over to you, kneels between your thighs and hugs you, his hands on your legs. “Ah, you shaved. Good girl. Smooth”. He kisses you. “Guess what else is all smooth now, Master?”, you ask.

Imagine his fingers running up your left thigh, and then stopping at your cunt. His fingertips gently tapping over your half open lips. You hold your breath and look at him. The fire behind his eyes is burning stronger now. For days your fires had been burning at different times, things never turned into the explosion both of you had craved. But now you are both on fire.

Not a word is uttered. He stands up and pulls down his pants. You lay down on your back, rest on your right elbow, while your left hand touches him. Up and down, up and down, gently, you pleasure him with your hand. You look into each other’s eyes. Fires burning. His fingers circle your clit, you don’t want to come, you just want to feel him, inside you, closer, closer to you.

Imagine spreading your legs wide because he tells you to. You hold onto your thighs and present yourself to him. You anticipate. You crave him, you want him. But you wait, patiently. He is in control, what you want is to please him. And then he pushes inside you and you hold your breath. You feel him fill you up. You are both still. Not moving.

He grabs your left breast and squeezes it. Lightly. You close your eyes and moan. And then a sudden slap. He loves to hurt you. And you love him to hurt you. Because you are a good puppet. A good painslut. Another slap, and another. Imagine you feel yourself sliding, slowly, slowly. Can you feel it? Your mind becomes blank, because all you can focus on now is him. And he is counting the slaps. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Come, puppet.

And you twitch, and you can feel the inside of your cunt hugging is cock. “Good girl”, he says. You want him to move, you want to feel him pound you, don’t you? Imagine his hard cock, sliding in and out of your slippery cunt. You try to move your head up and kiss him. You want to feel closer to him. Closer. But he grabs your hair and pushes your head onto the sofa. He lowers his face, and kisses you, passionately. You can’t breathe, but that is what you want, his kiss. feeling his power.

You move your hips, you need him to really fuck you, don’t you? But that is not what he wants. His nails dig deep into one of your earlobes, making you squeal. You are deep now, do you feel it? Deep in subspace. Imagine the pain carrying you. Now he is holding onto your shoulder, holding you down. And you can feel the punch, on your breast, right on your nipple. The impact of the blow is so strong, you stop breathing for two seconds. And you are floating. Another punch. And another. And another.

You want more of him. More of the pain. More of him. “Torturing you really makes me hard, can you feel it?”, he asks. And you can feel it. You can feel his hard cock inside you. If only he would move and fuck you. He pulls your legs up and places your feet on his shoulders. And you look up and see him, his face framed by your toes. His eyes focused. The fire burning.

“Masturbate, puppet. I know you want to show me what a naughty slut you are.”. And you start rubbing your clit. You don’t play with your clit, no. You rub it. Fast. Rough. He pulls your hand to the side and flicks it. He flicks your clit. And you scream. And you come. Of course you come, silly puppet. Imagine what it feels like, being his plaything. You want him to flick your clit, I know you do. Imagine.

And he pushes deeper inside you. Oh, you can feel that. His hard cock meeting your cervix. You were not prepared and you involuntarily wiggle. “Lie still, puppet!”, he commands. And you lie still. You let go and let him use you. And he uses you. Because that is what you like, don’t you? He fucks you, rough, exactly the way he wants it. Holding onto your calves. You are a hole now. A hole for his satisfaction. The fire is burning.

He is breathing faster now. And so are you. He pulls out his cock, makes you hold it, tight, and his cum spreads all over your naked body. You take in the sensation of his hot sticky juices landing on your skin. Owned by him, in this moment, you are owned by him. And you love that, don’t you?

Imagine he smiles. You smile. He gets up and looks at you. “Another shower is due, it seems.”, he says. He leans down and kisses you on the forehead. “Good girl. Now go get clean.”

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7 Responses

  1. This is so hot, so many good and sexy things to imagine 😉

    Rebel xox

  2. slave sindee says:

    oh Dev i was right with you spreading my legs wishing and hoping to be used like you. i was in your head and body .
    Very hot i am in such need now

  3. Kayla Lords says:

    Imagine, indeed. Very hot!

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