You grab my tie and pull me close. Chest to chest, our lips embrace and my arms wrap you up like a blanket. Our mouth becoming one, tongues intertwined as if they are playing twister. You tear my shirt open (popping buttons along the way) revealing the essence of man before you. Your hand goes to my chest, your fingers running through the hair upon my chest. I pull at the back of your head and bring your lips to mine, once again. I push your head towards my chest and your mouth engulfs my nipple, causing a pleasurable moan to escape from my lips.
I rip at your shirt, aching for the release of your flesh. Upon its release, my carnal desires for you come to the forefront. I turn you around (your back now to me), remove my tie and encase your hands within it behind your back. You arch your back and my mouth starts to devour your neck, like it's my last meal. You can feel my pulsating manhood between your buttocks. You press into my manhood as my hand gently grips your throat. Just enough to let you know that I am in charge. My other hand is scratching and grabbing at your chest. You are trying to reach for my manhood with every ounce of your being, but are lacking due to our restraint and my overwhelming control of your body.
I thrust your head onto my desk. Now slightly bent at the waist, my hand crashes across your butt. A pleasurable sensation rushes into your loins. Sensing your pleasure, I do it again. My hand crashing down and then rubbing your butt between every smack. You no longer feel my hands and start to lift your head to see why. Within an instant you feel the cold breeze against your now exposed butt, with my tongue teasing your flesh. Licking, kissing, and feeling the softness of your naked flesh between my lips. My lips move up your back, with my hands trailing on your thighs. As my mouth reaches the base of your neck, my hands grip your waist and you feel my pulsating manhood enter you from behind.
Your body (instinctively) responds, pushing back against my thrusts. My carnalistic ways taking over as your body continues to give into my manly desires. You feel me deeper and deeper within you, with each passing moment. Both of us letting out sounds that prove the true nature of what is happening. My hands are all over your body, like I'm frisking you for a weapon. You dig your fingernails into my thighs, making me groan in pure ecstasy. Faster and harder I thrust into you. Both of us starting to lose ourselves within one another and the animalistic fires are burning through our bodies. Our bodies aching from desire, the fires start to cause an eruption from deep down. Like Mount Saint Helen, I explode deep in you. My juices splashing all over your insides, as if your insides are a village at the base of the mountain.
You can feel the calming of the animal within me. I place my lips at the base of your neck, and ever so seductively place a kiss. Our bodies release as I release your hands from the restraint of my tie. I drape the tie across your body, leaving it behind.
Sunday, January 8, 2017
The Dungeon
With only a torch in my hand, you follow me through the cold, stoned hallways and staircases of your families castle. Farther and farther down we go, you are starting to come to the realization that you are following me to the dungeon. A nervousness starts to set into your stomach, wondering just what is in store for you in the dungeon. At the same moments, your loins are stirring with the possibility of excitement within said dungeon. Questions flowing through your mind. What are my plans? What passion, can ignite between us within such a dark dungeon? Finally, we come to the area away from all others within this castle. I escort you inside and secure the door behind us. You wait, as I light up the dark room with the wall secured torches. As the light fills the stoned room, you look around, discovering all that has become visual to you. Your eyes engulf the various things, the chains and whips of all kinds, the branding irons, and boards are just a few things you focus on. What your eyes do not see is a bed or a bale of hay, in order to do that which is forbidden between us.
I take you in my arms and kiss your lips. While kissing, I am moving you towards the center of the room. I tell you to raise your arms straight up, and without hesitation I place your wrist in the shackles hanging from the ceiling. An overwhelming fear engulfs your body, not sure what I just have planned. I circle you, fondling whatever I desire along the way. Your fear subsiding, I rip your noble clothing from your body, exposing your most intimate and secret noble flesh. My hands roam over your body, as if you are a petty commoner. Suddenly, my hand crashes against your exposed buttocks, causing you to shriek. A mixture of emotions flows through your body. Your noble composure reemerges and immediately vanishes when you feel the cold wood cross your noble buttocks. With each strike, your inhibitions blow, as wind through trees.
Your noble stature cast aside, your utmost animalistic desires begin to emerge. You're wanting me to do more, harder, swifter, you just want more. I agree to oblige the signals of your body in every way I can. My wood laced hand is in continuous contact with your exposed buttocks, while my mouth bites at all of your exposed flesh, within its reach. Standing behind you, I free my hands of all foreign objects. You can feel the flesh of my body, as I wrenchingly intertwine my hands with your nipples. My teeth sink into your shoulder and you feel the sharp penetration between your legs. Impaling you from behind, helpless in chains, you have never felt such a rush of emotions before.
Screaming and begging for more, i start to choke you, while calling you a "common wench". Your emotions going back and forth from fear and ecstasy, while gasping for air. Your body reacting with mine, begging for me to never stop. I release my hand from your throat, and before you can catch your breath, once again you feel the smooth wood come crashing against your noble buttocks. i lower your chains slightly and order you to bend over. Time after time your flesh meets that smooth wood. Even though there is pain, there is an overwhelming feeling of lustful pleasure surging through your body at the same time. Time passes, your body becomes numb to the contact of the wood, noticing I decide to do something different.
You start to erect your body and I force you back down. You feel my hands pulling, separating your buttocks apart. Forcefully, I impale your buttocks, pain is felt throughout your body, even in your eyebrows. Pistoning your buttocks, the pain finally subsides after a few moments allowing for the animalisitic pleasures to settle within your body. My instincts take over, one hand wrapped around your throat, the other whacking away at your buttocks. I am using your body to my every delight, showing you who is the true master of this castle. You feel my body tighten, then the release of my seed within your buttocks and your own juices flow from between your thighs. The weight of my body on you momentarily before I release you from your chains. I open the door and leave you laying in the center of the cold dungeon allowing you to recompose your nobility (to perch high) once again.
I take you in my arms and kiss your lips. While kissing, I am moving you towards the center of the room. I tell you to raise your arms straight up, and without hesitation I place your wrist in the shackles hanging from the ceiling. An overwhelming fear engulfs your body, not sure what I just have planned. I circle you, fondling whatever I desire along the way. Your fear subsiding, I rip your noble clothing from your body, exposing your most intimate and secret noble flesh. My hands roam over your body, as if you are a petty commoner. Suddenly, my hand crashes against your exposed buttocks, causing you to shriek. A mixture of emotions flows through your body. Your noble composure reemerges and immediately vanishes when you feel the cold wood cross your noble buttocks. With each strike, your inhibitions blow, as wind through trees.
Your noble stature cast aside, your utmost animalistic desires begin to emerge. You're wanting me to do more, harder, swifter, you just want more. I agree to oblige the signals of your body in every way I can. My wood laced hand is in continuous contact with your exposed buttocks, while my mouth bites at all of your exposed flesh, within its reach. Standing behind you, I free my hands of all foreign objects. You can feel the flesh of my body, as I wrenchingly intertwine my hands with your nipples. My teeth sink into your shoulder and you feel the sharp penetration between your legs. Impaling you from behind, helpless in chains, you have never felt such a rush of emotions before.
Screaming and begging for more, i start to choke you, while calling you a "common wench". Your emotions going back and forth from fear and ecstasy, while gasping for air. Your body reacting with mine, begging for me to never stop. I release my hand from your throat, and before you can catch your breath, once again you feel the smooth wood come crashing against your noble buttocks. i lower your chains slightly and order you to bend over. Time after time your flesh meets that smooth wood. Even though there is pain, there is an overwhelming feeling of lustful pleasure surging through your body at the same time. Time passes, your body becomes numb to the contact of the wood, noticing I decide to do something different.
You start to erect your body and I force you back down. You feel my hands pulling, separating your buttocks apart. Forcefully, I impale your buttocks, pain is felt throughout your body, even in your eyebrows. Pistoning your buttocks, the pain finally subsides after a few moments allowing for the animalisitic pleasures to settle within your body. My instincts take over, one hand wrapped around your throat, the other whacking away at your buttocks. I am using your body to my every delight, showing you who is the true master of this castle. You feel my body tighten, then the release of my seed within your buttocks and your own juices flow from between your thighs. The weight of my body on you momentarily before I release you from your chains. I open the door and leave you laying in the center of the cold dungeon allowing you to recompose your nobility (to perch high) once again.
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