dreaming

I dreamt of Him last night. I could feel His weight settle over me, His fingers burning traces over my skin, His lips covering mine in a kiss that left no doubt of who I belonged to and just how much He wanted me.

His mouth traveled down my neck in nips and nibbles and stopped hotly over my left nipple. Flicking it with His tongue, my back arching a little, lips parting as a moan slipped from between them. My hands bound behind my back craving to touch His skin, to dig my nails into His flesh. He took my nipple into His mouth, suckling at it, scraping with His teeth, biting the tender flesh, tugging at the silver ring until my moans became cries. His hand traced lightly over my pussy lips, teasing with every stroke of His tongue on my nipple.

I asked to cum. His mouth stilled, I felt the shock of cool air on my nipple when He lifted His head. I opened my eyes to find His face just inches from mine, a lusty glint in His eye and an evil smirk on His lips. He brought His mouth to mine again, pulling my lip between His teeth and biting until I squirmed and whimpered. His hand came down hard on my pussy lips. My body bucked and my  lip was torn from His teeth. I cried out, breathless.

He grinned as He felt my body begin to relax and then He smacked my pussy again. Harder. My feet in restraints, tied tightly to the end of the bed, jerked trying to come together to protect myself. I cried out, again and again He just grinned. I felt His mouth on my nipple again. Sucking painfully hard and again a slap to my pussy. My breath ragged, my body shuddering I felt the splash of wetness on my thighs as His hand came against my pussy lips again.

His mouth slowed, His fingers tracing teasing circles against my aching, wet pussy lips. He kissed me again, my body relaxed into Him as I hungrily returned His kiss. I felt His skin against my nipple and His fingers teasing my pussy. I begged Him to cum, my whispered pleas landing on His tongue. "Will you suffer for me, slut?" He moaned against my mouth and without warning He slid His fingers deep inside me, wetness gushing against the force of His hands. His other hand behind my head, I felt His fist tighten in my hair as my head was pulled forcefully backwards. Thrashing against His fingers' assault on my pussy, begging over and over to cum, dangerously close to cumming without permission. As quickly as the assault started He stopped. His fingers removed abruptly, leaving my pussy convulsing. I cried out in frustration, my feet kicking defiantly and felt tears form behind my eyelids.

His fingers on my pussy lips again. I felt Him pull them open, felt the cool air from the fan blowing against the heated skin, felt my hole contracting with need. I whimpered, my head still held back tightly in His other hand.

He kissed me again. A deep, hungry kiss. His mouth moved from my mouth to my earlobe. He bit my earlobe hard enough to cause me to cry out and try to pull my head away. I felt His breath hot on my neck, heard Him chuckle quietly at my feeble attempts to deny Him anything. Felt His fingers on my pussy lips, spreading them open but not touching my clit or my hole... my hips thrusting, wriggling, trying to get His fingers on the sensitive places but He was having none of it. His hands stayed steady, holding me open, exposed.

"Cum for me, my lil whore," He growled in my ear and bit down again on my earlobe. My entire body exploded with sensation as my pussy... His pussy... did exactly what He told it to. I came for Him. I squirted for Him. I bucked and writhed and begged for Him.