Possession Fantasy

23 06 2009

My hand is threaded in your hair, pulling your head back, making you look at me.

“I don’t take brattiness from my toys,” I emphasis my point with a sharp tug on your hair. You’re kneeling between my legs as I sit on my bed, looking down at you. “Do you understand me?” You nods as best he can.

“Good. My toy is making up for being a little brat earlier and teasing me,” I can feel you visibly prickle at my possessive tone. You’ve wanted to be the dominant one today but I had other plans. I motion for you to get onto the bed and you tries to bend me over it. Bad life choice. My hand comes up and smacks you hard across the face, leaving a bright red mark. I take advantage of your momentary shock and restrain you.

I’m no longer feeling nice.

I drop myself down onto your cock and begin to ride you hard. My hand comes up and grabs you by the back of your head, forcing your face to press into my breasts. My hips move fast against yours, my pussy squeezing your cock. You’re gasping and I can tell you’re begining to get close.

I stop all movement and force you to look me in the eyes, “Who do you belong to?”

“You.”

“Wrong answer. If you don’t get it right, I won’t let you cum.”

“I belong to my Mistress.”

“Wrong again……” I see the confusion written on your face. You’d thought you’d gotten it right that time.

I move my hips slowly, teasingly. “It was that pesky little possessive pronoun there that got you in trouble. You are my slave. MY toy. And my toys aren’t allowed to own anything. You are mine. And everything you consider yours is mine when you’re my slave.”

“I belong to Mistress…..” you trail off. I just smile and begin to fuck you again, this time filth spilling from my lips.

“You heard me right toy. I own you. And I own every little bit of you.” I bite down on your neck and you groan.

“I own your dirty mouth that loves to pleasure my pussy. I own your ass and I can fuck it whenever I like. I own this cock inside of me. It’s for making me cum. That’s your sole purpose in life: pleasing me. You. Are. My. Toy.”  My words have gotten you so close to the edge. But I’m far from being done playing with you.

So I stop. I stroke the side of your face. “You know how I know that I own you?” You’re panting from being so close. And at this point will tell me pigs can fly if only to get me to continue to fuck you. You shake your head no.

“You have a girlfriend. You want to marry her. But here you are. Your slutty cock buried deep inside me.” I grab you by the hair again, pressing you into my chest as I start fucking you again. “You can’t get enough of me. You can’t fucking stop. And you fucking love that I can do this to you.” I’m close to cumming now and I’m griding my clit hard against you. “I turn you into a begging little toy who’s only thought is how to please me so I’ll let you cum. How sad is that?”

I lose my train of thought momentarily as an orgasm rips through my body, leaving me gasping and moaning on top of him. Once I recover, I continue. Fucking you slowly now. Teasing you. Making you insane.

“I bet I could tell you to tie her up and bring her to me and you’d let me fuck her. You’d love for me to tie you to a chair and force you to watch as I fucked your precious little girlfriend with my strapon. It’d make you so hard knowing that I could make her scream. And she’d watch you. And see you obeying my every word. What would she think toy? Oh. I would enjoy showing her just how good of a slave you are to me….”

I speed up my fucking. And you’re nearly incoherent. My words have turned you into a begging mess and you keep pleading to let you cum.

“No. Now shut the fuck up toy. I never said you could speak.” You look at me wide eyed. I’ve never told you to shut up before. It distracts you for a second. Making you forget for a moment how bad you want to cum.

“I never said you had permission to speak. My dildos don’t speak to me and I don’t expect you to either. Once I’m done using you. Only then can you cum,” I twist your nipples hard and you wince in pain.

I fuck myself on your cock as though it’s just a dildo. It doesn’t take me long to cum again. And then again. I smile. Satisfied.

I lean over and bite your ear. “Ready to cum for me slave?” You nod.

“Good.” My pussy is soaking wet and you slide in and out so easily. After all the teasing you’ve been through it doesn’t take you long to get close to orgasm. I can tell and I lean down , pushing my tits in your face as I tell you to imagine how disgusted your girlfriend would be if she saw you like this. If she saw you with another woman allowing yourself to be treated as a glorified dildo. And a good dildo you are. You’re so very good at staying hard and not making any noise. Just like a real dildo.

My hips speed up and right as you hit the point of no return, I slide up far enough that your cock slips out of me. You cum all over your stomach. But the utter lack of friction as you went over the edge left the orgasm unsatisfying. You look at me and I can see the frustration in your eyes. You look mad.

I just laugh.

“You’re my toy. I said you could cum but I never said you were allowed to cum hard. Poor little slut. You’re going to need fucked again aren’t  you?” When you nod I just laugh again.

“Too bad I have better things to do.” I smirk, grab my robe and walk out of the room.


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11 responses

23 06 2009
elsiewrites

Ok, now that was really hot!

23 06 2009
Z

Thanks! You can thank X and his love of me being mean to him for this post. :)

23 06 2009
X

You know Z, the sad thing is, that I KNOW this is going to happen the next time we have sex…. and DAMN if I’m not looking forward to it…. :-)

23 06 2009
Z

You know it’s going to happen? A bit presumptuous there baby….this is a fantasy. I never said I’d actually do it… ;)

24 06 2009
X

yes it’ll happen, don’t lie, you KNOW you would LOVE to do this to me when we get back…..

24 06 2009
Z

True. I would. But which is meaner: me doing this or you just waiting and waiting and waiting for me to do this and never getting it?

23 06 2009
Coquitten

I loved this, but I could never be as dominant as that! Well… maybe… Hmm…

By the way, you are such a brilliant writer. Amazing! The build-up is awesome here. I am left wanting more, too! Write us something else…!

24 06 2009
Z

I never really thought I could be either. I was too scared to cross lines with X. But he’s reassured me he’s loves when I’m bitchy and utterly evil. It turns him on. Hahah.

Hehe. Thanks. :) I never considered myself to be very good until I started blogging. And write something else? What do you want me to write about? Lol. If it sparks my interest, there’s a good chance I’ll write about it.

24 06 2009
That Guy

Whoa. I takes something really dirty to get me to cum again after I’ve already just blown a load. This totally did the trick for #2 tonight. Thanks.

24 06 2009
Z

Heheh. You’re quite welcome! ;)

25 06 2009
Mercilla

I’ve been reading this blog for a while, but this is my first time posting a comment.

Girl, your writing is HAWT! This post, especially. It sent me looking for my vibe…

And I love the ruined orgasm. Talk about twisting the knife.

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