Wednesday, August 10, 2011

This Is What I Crave

"Bend over the desk," you say. Your tone is firm. Trembling, I quickly clear a space on your desk, bending over, presenting my ass to you. You take hold of my panties, and tug them all the way down, your hand sliding between my thighs, your fingers slipping over my hot, wet pussy, stroking me greedily. "You're dripping wet,"

"yes..." I gasp, trying to push myself back against you. You lift up your hand rapidly, and bring it down firmly onto my ass, spanking me hard, and I gasp with pain and pleasure, groaning sensually.

"Greedy little slut..." you say, spitting out the words, stood behind me now, your hand in my hair again, pushing my face down onto the desk roughly, holding me there. I can feel you pressed against me now from behind, your erection hard between my buttocks, rubbing against me, not entering me yet.

"Please fuck me..." I gasp, "god please... I need it..." I reach around behind me, trying to take hold of your cock - you pull away for a moment, spanking me again, hard!

"Give me your wrists," you hiss. "If you can't behave, I'm going to have to restrain you." I lean forward on the desk, letting it support me, passing my wrists back to you nervously - picking up the belt, you tug my wrists tightly behind my back, tying them with the belt, a little too tightly - it hurts a little when I struggle, digging into my wrists.

"Sir... please fuck me..." I gasp. I need it so much now - I can feel a trail of my wetness dribbling down the inside of my thighs, my pussy aching, needing to be filled. "please..."

You slide your cock against my ass again, still holding me down. I can feel your erection pulsing between the cheeks of my ass, so hot, so hard.

"Then beg me..." you say, "beg me to fuck you... tell me what a dirty fucking slut you are..." and you take a handful of my hair, pulling me back towards you, my back arching as I push back against you, your hand sliding around my body, cupping a breast in your fingers, pinching one of my nipples, "beg me, you little slut.."

"Beg me..." you say, "beg me to fuck you... tell me what a dirty fucking slut you are..." and you take a handful of my hair, pulling me back towards you, my back arching deliciously as I push back against you. I can feel your hot, hard erection throbbing against my ass as you tug me back against you, rubbing yourself against me, using me. I need you inside me, need to feel your cock deep inside my pussy, but my wrists are tied tightly behind my back, and it's almost impossible for me to move, bent roughly over the desk, your hand still in my hair, pulling me back harder, leaning over me, hissing in my ear. "Tell me..."

"unnnhhh yeah... I'm a slut.. I'm a dirty fucking slut..."

"Then beg me to fuck you..." you demand, "beg me to fuck you like the slut you are...". you drag me back harder, your cock pressed hard against my ass, your free hand sliding underneath me, cupping my breast, pinching my nipple hard.

"uunnhhhh... ohhh Sir... Sir please fuck me... please fuck me Sir... I'm begging you... fuck my pussy... unnhhhhh... ohh Sir please..."

"That's better," you growl. You push my face down against the desk, holding me down, your cock slipping down from between my buttocks, throbbing and erect, sliding quickly between my open thighs from behind, rubbing the head of your swollen cock against my dripping wet pussy... getting it wet.. and then pushing... hard... all the way inside me with one long, deep thrust.

I groan with pleasure, pushing back onto you.

"unnhhhh Sir... yes..." I gasp, "fuck me harder... I need that...Sir, fuck me..."

"Greedy little slut," you growl, lifting up your hand and spanking me, hard. I let out a whimper, and you thrust your erection deeper and harder inside me. you can feel me trying to grind back onto you, and you lift up my hand again.

"Don't you dare move - did I say you could move?" and I felt your hand come down again, harder this time... slapping my bare ass. I groan with pleasure, unable to help myself pushing further back onto you, my warm, wet pussy engulfing the full length of your cock, squeezing tight around me. "unnhhh god... such a bad girl..." you gasp, "I told you not to move... and you're still moving... unnhhh fuck... dirty girl... dirty fucking slut..." and you spank me again, harder this time, taking hold of my hips, ramming your cock into me, deep and hard. I squeal with pleasure and pain.

You start to move inside me now... "I know that's what you want... my cock fucking you... harder... faster... and you're so fucking wet... so tight around my thrusting cock... ramming deeper into you now... your cunt splashing around my cock" I'm groaning, already so close to cumming... crying out with each hard thrust of your cock, slamming into me... taking me... using me for your own pleasure...

What more could a girl want?


  1. What more could a girl want?
    Not a damn thing :)

  2. A Master loves hearing his sub/slave ask for that. I know I would.

  3. That's a pleasant post to come back to. I see you are still waking up at 3 AM? Good. Keep dreaming.

  4. I'm new to your blog. I think our Sirs love hearing us ASK, as much as we love hearing THEM whisper exactly what they are going to do to us (while they are actually doing it!) Great story!