
I’m in the bedroom. I know you’re tired so come upstairs and sit with me awhile.
(Smiles) – I like watching your eyes as you enter the room and take in my apparel. I bought this r*d silk dressing gown and the red lace panties today while I was out shopping for other more necessary things. Even though my budget is a little tight I thought I deserved a reward after working so hard lately. Perhaps in this instance, my reward is your reward, too ;)
No, don’t speak. Your face is so expressive, I don’t need to hear the words. You love how the soft silk clings to my body and in your mind you are already sliding your hands over the curves you know so well.
Stand very still. It’s time to relieve yourself of all those confining clothes. While you do look very handsome, I prefer you naked. My quickened breathing must surely convey my excitement and appreciation for your body as your clothing is slowly removed and drifts to the floor.
I do love your body. I know you protest at times that it is not “perfect”. I adore every part of you just as you are. I want to tell you again that I often fantasize about all the ways I can use your body. Ways that are pleasurable for both of us. I suspect it may excite you just a little to know I often touch myself when fantasizing about your oh so sexy body.
You’re surprised? Don’t be. My most intense masturbation orgasms come when I am thinking of you.
In fact, if I were to permit you to, you would be able to feel how wet I am right now – all from standing next to you and undressing you. If I wanted, my body would be ready for you to slide inside right away. That’s how much you excite me.
But.. that isn’t what I want. At least not for now.
I’m sorry, I cannot help but to laugh in that wicked way you say I do. Watching your face as I speak is like seeing my words performed in a play. Your arousal, your desire, your disappointment at the realization that you are not about to enter me, all quite apparent.
Sit back on the chair, my pet. Rest your hands on the chair arms. Yes, that’s right.
Feel the silken bonds wrap around your wrists and ankles. I know they are only loosely wrapped, but you really don’t wish to move, do you? They’re only there to remind you that the real power in this situation comes from me – my words, my actions – my ability to control you so easily. And I am controlling you, aren’t I?
I do so enjoy that.
Now.. I’m going to sit back and consider all the deliciously exciting things I can do with you. You be a good boy and sit there til I’m ready.
Wow. Just wow.
You have a compelling and extremely erotic way of weaving a story. The first person point of view is very effective as anyone reading can imagine they are the person you are talking to. I also like how you left the ending open as a tease and additionally to allow the reader’s imagination to run free as I am sure they did!
Wow. That takes my breath away.
Your words make it easy to imagine myself there, locked in the delicious torture of wanting and knowing I can’t. My breath quickens as I daydream. OH MY!
Now how am I going to get any work done? :)
Arafin
Wicked!
I’ve got “red ties” on the brain and having just read this I think I’ll appear like an addict looking for a much needed fix when I get to town and the thrift shop tomorrow.
Lostsoul :) I like your simile!