On Your Knees

Do you remember that time we put a dildo on the exercise bench so that you could be fucked from both ends at once?

Right at the finish you sat upright, threw back your head and took the full length of the dildo inside you. I stood over you and emptied my load of spunk over your tits.

At the time I said that I would want you to kneel down in front of me while I stoked my cock until I came in your mouth. You said that might be a possibility.

I've been building on that fantasy a bit since then. Here's the scenario:

You are wearing your leather collar, wrist and ankle cuffs. You are kneeling upright with your ankles attached to each other, and to the collar via a chain or metal bar. Your arms are under your breasts, supporting them, and your hands are pressed together as if in prayer and are joined at the wrist. You are blindfolded.

You will kneel there passively with your mouth open. You will not speak. When I push the head of my cock past your parted lips you will not close them around it, you will not brush it with your tongue, you will not suck. Your only function is as a receptacle, a vessel, for my semen.

My cock will be strong and hard at the sight of you. I will stroke it slowly but firmly. When I come it will not be in a frenzy of spunk flying in all directions, but a calm, dispassionate depositing of my semen in your mouth. There will be plenty of it as I will have made sure not to have ejaculated for a long time in advance.

You will hold my semen in your open mouth until, at my command, you will slowly dribble it down your chin to drip over your uplifted breasts. That is the picture I want to take with me in my head and also, maybe, on my secure memory stick.

For my part, I promise to have a very large gin ready for when you have fulfilled your task. It may be that you will need a large gin beforehand as well. That can also be arranged.

What's in it for you? Afterwards I might stretch you out and give you a bloody good thrashing.

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Just Looking

I want to take the time to look at you properly for once.

It's so easy to fall into a routine. Most of the time I am already in bed by the time you are finished in the bathroom. You slide under the duvet next to me, snuggle up close and lift your head for me to slide an arm under. The closeness of you is sweet and beautiful, and I couldn't live without it, but I adore every square inch of you and every so often I just need to feast my eyes on you.

So I will sit in the old armchair in the bedroom and wait for you to join me. I will ask you to stand there in front of me and to remove your clothing piece by piece. Then when you are naked save, perhaps, for a thin necklace or simple bracelet the more to accentuate your beautiful nakedness, I will ask you to cover yourself up as best you can with your hands and then slowly reveal all of yourself to me.

I will softly ask you to turn around so that I can appreciate all of you. The fullness of your breasts and the band of girlish freckles above them, the curve of your thighs and the dark wispy curls between them, shielding your sweetest treasure from my loving, longing, lustful gaze.

I will ask you to pause a while when you are standing sideways-on. I want to enjoy looking at a hint of pubic hair projecting in front of your thighs, before gazing at the subtle curve of the soft underside of your breasts.

As you turn your back to me I will admire the full roundness of your bum. I will ask you to part your legs and bend over slowly.

And after that I don’t think I will be able to control myself any longer.

Back Home Tonight

It'll be late when we get home tonight. I'm writing this in the departure lounge at Gatwick while waiting for our flight to be called at the end of our holiday. The pile of junk we're flying in doesn't land until 11 this evening and we have a full day of work tomorrow.

But don't for a moment think that we are just going to flop into bed and sleep. We've been without sex for too long. We haven't made love, or even cuddled properly, for days.

Not that I'm complaining, you understand. We've been staying as guests in the houses of friends and relatives and even before that, when we had an isolated mountainside cottage all to ourselves, we didn't make as much use of the solitude as we might have done. There was so much to do and see, so much planned for the next day, that often a good night's sleep seemed the best option.

But tonight, in the comfort and security of our own bed, we are going to put all that right and with several days worth of pent-up juices aching for release I can promise you one thing: It's going to be messy.

Sure, I am longing to feel the grip of your firm, moist flesh on my hardness, to devour your lips as I pummel myself deep into you, to hear your short gasping breaths and cry of climax as your stiff clit succumbs to my fingertips. But at that final instant I am going to pull away and spray gloriously over your soft skin. On your pushed-together breasts, on your neck, your belly or in the hollow of your back, I don't yet know. All I do know is that I've got a lot of it saved up, a token of how much I've missed making love with you these last few days.

It seems such a waste to hide it away inside you.

Spit-Roast For Two

I’m not expecting this to happen tonight. Too tired, too drunk, work tomorrow. But sometime soon I hope we can put that workout bench in the bedroom to good use.

We’ve already ’christened’ it. We’ve already found out that, with you kneeling on it on all fours, I can slide easily into your cunt without crouching or standing on tiptoe, and that your arsehole is presented to me wide open and at just the right angle so that I can nestle up against you and ease myself into you.

I have thought of another use for that bench:

I don’t know too much about what you got up to before I met you, although you mention things from time and this tantalises me and turns me on, I must confess, like the other night when you told me how all the boys used to swarm around you. But I don’t know, for example, if you have ever tried being fucked by two men at once. Of course, a monogamous lifestyle does rather preclude that by definition but we have tried to simulate it in the past, sometimes with hilarious results as, for example, a slippery dildo shoots out of your tight cunt with the speed of a bullet just as I am pushing into your arsehole, or you are concentrating more on accommodating my length in your throat

This is where the bench comes in. It is covered with a vinyl material to which the suction cup on the end of your unfeasably large dildo (’modeled on an actual porn star!’) will stick and stay put – yes, I have been experimenting! With you lying face down on the bench we can position you so that you are impaled on it while I stand astride the bench by your head and you can take my cock between your lips and gently rock backwards and forwards, pleasuring both yourself and me with one economic movement, a proper spit roast, and we can see who comes first.

We can’t neglect the third hole, what it’s like to try three men. We could put a dildo up in your arse as well, when you were all wet and relaxed. No fear of that one falling out; we’d use the inflateable one, pumped up to the point where it just starts to get too much, then deflated just a little.

Or maybe I could attend to your silky, tight little arse personally, and we could find something else to occupy your lips and throat. A very good quality soft silicone dildo, perhaps, that didn’t taste of plastic. We’ll just have to investigate that, although the local sex-shops might think it a kink too far if we went round doing taste-tests on their selection of dildoes.

But all this is for you to think over for another occasion. Tonight I’ll be content with you showing off that new bra and panties set you bought today.

Another Little Fantasy

I have long been thinking that we are going to have to get you a new collar. Of the two we have, the one is good and broad but too small, rather stiff and with rough edges and the other is rather narrow, although the way it is made, with metal rings joined by strips of leather, makes it easy if you want to attach other things to it.

What we need is a broad, stiff, padded leather collar that holds your chin up high but does not chafe unnecessarily, in good quality leather with a buckle that does not pinch the skin and at least two metal rings for attaching snap-locks.

I would be very happy to see you wearing a collar around the house every day. You would be free to move about and yet ready to have a chain or leash attached to you at a moment’s notice, but I have a special use for the collar I have in mind.

I know you enjoy being restrained, and I know that you are turned on by the idea of being stretched a little, but hanging you up by the arms in the door frame is a little too uncontrolled when your whole body weight is imposed all at once on your wrists, elbows and shoulders, It’s all or nothing and I have the suspicion that what would really excite you would be a slow increase in traction so that you could really feel those muscles and sinews being gradually stretched, while you were bound and helpless.

A good old fashioned rack is impractical, at least until we can buy a house with a dungeon, so I have dreamed up this which might be the next best thing…

You are lying face-down on the bed, possibly with pillows under your tummy. You have leather wrist and ankle cuffs on, fitted with snap locks. You are wearing the leather collar and the rubber bit gag.

Your legs are spread and are joined together by a rope which is attached to one ankle and passes under the bed to be attached to the other. This rope is loose to start with but by inserting a stick through a loop in the rope is can be gradually tightened so that your legs are slowly opened wider.

Your wrists are locked to rings on the collar, one under each ear and your elbows are above your head. A broom handle or similar passes through the crook of each elbow and this broom handle is tied to the bars at the head of the bed. In this way you would be restrained and stretched. The whole length of your back would be exposed to any lashing I might care to administer, your bottom would be ripe for smacking, my hands would have free access to your most intimate parts and I would be able to bring you to within a screaming hairs’ breadth of an orgasm, though without the possibility of closing your legs it would possibly be more like torment with your body twisting and writhing uselessly against the ropes, and ultimately I could mount you and violate you unimpeded while you whimpered your futile protests.



Are you getting wet now?