“Turns you on when I talk about doing these things to you, doesn’t it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Makes you a squirmy little cunt. Can’t help having all these images of what I can do. Of the depths that I’m willing to take you..”
“Sir….”
“Yes, my love?”
“Yes, Sir. I…I like when you tell me about it.”
“And you like this crop dancing over your body too, don’t you?”
“Fuck. Yes, Sir.”
“It’s going to feel even better when the hard leather begins to snap against your flesh. When your whimpers fill my ears with pleasure. When your begging and pleading begins.”
“Sir, please may I cum?”
“No. You’ll take what I have to give you first. Then I’ll decide if you cum.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I’m going to start. You continue to rub your cunt.”
Something a little different this time – just a quick erotic story. Hope you enjoy!
It was a mild Autumn day when
Melanie got on the bus home. She wearily
flashed her bus pass at the indifferent bus driver, and climbed to the very
back of the bus. Lots of high schoolers
would be piling on soon, she knew, and she wanted to be as far away from them
as possible. The bus was mostly empty
now anyway, and she nearly fell into the back seats as the bus started moving
again. She settled down by the window,
and glanced out at the scenery flashing by.
The bus turned down a street filled
with potholes, and Melanie gripped the grimy seat as she was jostled. She bit her lip as the vibrations from the
motion of the bus made her start to ache between her legs. She consumed plenty of porn, but had yet to
touch a man. She fluctuated between
being content with waiting for “the one”, and being consumed with a need to be
taken. This was one of those days. Something in the air had stirred her up, and
everything she did that day seemed to stimulate her. She squeezed her legs together, and
concentrated on the flashes of red and yellow leaves on the trees they passed.
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