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Casie -> Erotica (5/1/2007 11:24:31 AM)
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I write alot of short stories poems ext. Well Andy suggested I try my hand at some erotica. Having never even really read much I thought it would be difficult but I really didn't have any trouble at all. Thought I might post it here and see what you thought. Ya know get some honest opinions. Andy loved it but he loves everything I write haha. So here it is....don't worry it isn't really raunchy or anything,
Emerged in the most glorious bubble bath, the girl consciously choose bath oils. Picking only the ones she knew would titillate her masters senses. Her thoughts wondered, to the great delights that were to await her that night. As she ran the washcloth over her body she thought about each part of her body and how every inch of it belonged to her master. This gave her a feeling of nirvana. She felt complete.
Getting out of the bath she went about her usual routine; gently patting her body dry, then a lightly scented lotion, and then she adorned her neck with her collar. The collar was most beautiful, black in color made from leather and lace, with a heart lock. She gazed in the mirror quite pleased with the elegance of it. She quickly finished readying herself for the night, by dressing in a tight crimson lace dress, that was just long enough to brush her thighs.
She then continued to do all that had been ordained on her. She got out Masters toy chest and laid the toys he had requested across the bed. Leg, and wrist cuffs,, and a whip. Knowing the punishment that awaited her, the girl was filled with both apprehension and delight. The girl, then lit candles all over the room. The lighting was bewitching.
The clock chimed six. The girl’s heart skipped a beat as she assumed a kneeling position in the middle of the room. Facing away from the door eyes lowered she listened. She listened so intently that every sound made her heart beat faster and faster. Like the sound of a tribal drum it engulfed her entire being. Her body trembled and her minded raced.
Suddenly she heard the sound she had been anticipating, foot steps coming down the hallway. They got closer and closer. Then stopped. She wondered if her master could see her there so eager yet vulnerable. Wet thighed she waited for what seemed like and eternity.
She soon felt the breath of her Master on her neck. Before she could even react his able hand was firmly grasping her neck under the chin. Forcing her head back to look into his eyes. She looked most submissive there with her head drawn back, and her back arched breast thrust forward, staring intently in his eyes. He then turned to the bed and gathered the cuffs, placed them on her a locked each one, then suspended her hands above her head.
The punishment was to begin. He grasped the whip firmly in one hand has he gently caressed her back side with the other. He then laid the first strike, precisely on her left ass cheek. She jolted, but remanded silent. The proceeding strikes came more forceful, picking up stead with each. She could contain herself no longer and let out sobs of pain. The sounds seemed to satisfy him, and the strikes came to an end. Tears gracefully trickled down the girl’s delicate features.
The chains suspending her hands were then released. Her master firmly grasped her long flowing hair in his hands. He pulled her to the bed and bent her over. He then grabbed a tall black pillar candle, that had accumulated a nice puddle of wax. Pulling up her dress with one hand he began drizzling it on her reddened skin. Feeling the hot liquid run over her skin, she was reminded how sensual her dear sadist could be. The wax quickly dried. She looked over her shoulder eager to see her master peel it away with his the long blade of his knife.
Soon she felt her masters strong hands on her hips. He ran his hands up and down her perfect curves inspecting every inch of her, and he was pleased with her decorous body. He then ran his hand between her legs and felt her silky glistening flower. He teased and tantalized her. She began to let out deep sighs of satisfaction, though she knew not to reach climax without permission. In a breathy voice she was soon begging to let go, to release, to orgasm. Each time her request was denied. Her whole body was in convulsions in attempt to hold of the coming explosion from with in.
Once again her masters firm hand was grasping her hair pulling her face to his manhood. He violently thrust it in and out of her parting lips. He gazed into her eyes looking up at him love and worship. And tossed her back on the bed. There he mounted her. She felt his appendage go deep with in her. There was no holding back now. Her body shook and screams of ecstasy escaped her lips. His warm seed then spilled over her pulsating breast.
Looking up at her beloved Master, she tightly wrapped her arms around him. They engaged in a loving embrace. The girl felt whole.
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