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You know it • You feel it • You can't quite express it.
It is difficult— achingly difficult— for a woman taught to think, analyze, decide, to quiet her mind.
Her thoughts move endlessly, layer upon layer, questions folding into questions, every silence filled with noise.
The switch that turns it all off is hidden from her. Perhaps she was never taught that such silence could even exist.
And then comes the Dominant— not to control her spirit, but to steady the storm within it. To guide her toward stillness. To show her the rare and intimate freedom of not carrying every decision alone.
He teaches her to loosen the grip of thought, to step out of analysis and into sensation— to feel instead of calculate, to trust instead of anticipate.
And in surrender, something unexpected happens.
The constant chatter fades. The restless need to manage everything begins to dissolve. The exhausting vigilance softens.
For once, she does not have to hold the world together. She does not have to predict, defend, explain.
She simply obeys. And in that obedience, her mind becomes quiet.
Not empty— but peaceful.
The clutter loosens its hold. The voices recede into silence. Control no longer feels like survival.
And there, in that rare stillness, she discovers a freedom more beautiful than anything she had ever allowed herself to feel-- to just FEEL...
It's absolutely worth the risk
So over this traveling for work shit. They could at least send me somewhere decent.
It was just after 3am when she heard his key card at the door. The room smelled of sex from the previous evening.Though still half shrouded in sleep she could smell his unmistakable scent.
THUD!
One boot hit the floor.
THUD!
The second one followed.
The jingle of the belt buckle, the zipper going down. His clothes now lay in a pile next to hers.
He slid in between the covers and wrapped his arms around her. Pulling their naked bodies together.
He whispered that he was tired, kissed her shoulder, but his fingers found and pinched her nipple anyway. She moaned his name and reached back to stoke his already hard cock.
Between her legs was already drenched with anticipation, he growled that he needed to fuck her. She rolled on to her knees and presented that soaking wet pussy.
He gave her ass a good hard smack and then sunk his cock, balls deep into her. He took her like a wild animal in those wee hours of the morning.
But it wouldn't be the only time he did.
Saturday morning, snow was falling. He came bearing hot coffee. They sipped and chatted. Soon he made it clear what he wanted.
He told her to take her panties off and bend over the corner of the bed.
CRACK!
The crop hit it's mark.
CRACK!
Her legs start to quiver.
CRACK!
Her pussy starts to drip down her thighs.
He took her then, hard pounding thrusts. She cried out his name as she came on his rock hard cock. He pulled out, looked at her and told her to get the lotion. Fear and excitement flashed across her face.
She did as she was told and knew what was to come. She took her position in the middle of the bed. Her back arched, ass in the air. She heard the bottle pop open, the sound of him coating his cock. The cool feeling as he ran his lotion covered hand over her tight little hole.
In the next second the head of his cock was up against it, pushing it's way in. He sank balls deep into her ass. Her moans filled the room.
She told him it hurt, that your not supposed to fuck that hole, that he needed to stop. That just fueled his desire and he fucked her harder. She tried to keep telling him no but her body was enjoying it too much.
Pulling her hair so she arched up and could see him out of the corner of her eye. He sank his teeth into her shoulder. She came over and over while he fucked her tight hole.
He let go of her hair and grabbed both cheeks. Squeezing and digging his fingers in. He roared like an angry lion as he filled her ass with his seed. They collapsed on the bed, she looked at him and said "God I love it when you take my ass like that". A small smirk crossed his lips as he dipped his head to kiss her forehead.
CRACK!
The sound of leather against soft flesh.
CRACK!
The sharp intake of breath as the sting blooms across her cheek.
CRACK!
The shiver of pleasure that rolls through her body.
CRACK!
Her knees start to go weak.
CRACK!
The dam releasing a flood between her thighs.
CRACK!
The gasp as the orgasm shoots through her like a lightning bolt.
CRACK!
The feel of the leather as it glides over the red welts.
CRACK!
He is extremely hard now and can smell her as she drips onto the floor.
CRACK!
The urge now is too much, the riding crop falls to the floor. His hands grip her hips and he thrusts his cock into her in one smooth movement. Now the sound of skin slapping, heavy breathing and moaned names fill the room.
Collapsing into each others arms after a round of feral fucking. They both dozed back off to sleep for a little while. She felt him stir, pressing himself against her.
She pulled the covers down, crawled down the bed. Licked her lips and took his semi hard cock into her mouth.
Twirling her tongue around the ridge of the head, tasting their combined orgasms. Tracing the veins down, taking more of him into her mouth. Sucking and stroking, rolling his balls in her hand. Feeling his cock coming back to life.
She feels his hand reaching down and grabbing a handful of her hair. His hips rising off the bed to fuck her mouth with as much vigor as he fucks her pussy.
She moans against his now rock hard cock as she gushes between her thighs.
He knows she's ready, he pulls her head up, kisses her feverently. Then in one quick movement she's on her back, his hands are on her thighs and pinning her knees to her chest. He enters her soaking wet pussy in one stroke, all the way til his balls slap against her ass.
Then the raw hard fucking begins, she gasps as she releases a torent of wetness on to his cock. He continues to plow her into the mattress til her legs are shaking. He arches his back, growls like a hungry wolf as he empties himself into her.
"Down on your knees" he said in that dominant voice. She didn't hesitate, she dropped to her knees still fully dressed.
She slid his pants and boxers down his legs. His hard throbbing cock in her face.
She took him into her mouth gently, making sure every inch of that cock was coated in spit. She tasted herself on him. His hand found its way into her hair.
She rested her hands on his thighs and he began to fuck her mouth. She could feel him twitch and get harder everytime she gagged.
"Yes, take it all baby"
"You take my cock so good"
He thrusts in and out ofher mouth, spit starts to pool at the corners of her lips. Her eyes and pussy get wet a little more with every gag. Soon she is coming, the moans she makes vibrating his cock in her throat.
He pulls out and tells her to lean over the bed. She does as she's told. Her heels land next to her on the bed. "Did you forget something?"
She scrambles to put her heels back on. She hears the unmistakable sound of that leather belt. She knows what's coming. That first strike and sting makes her take a ragged breath in and hold it. The next few strikes make her moan, she's already dripping down her thighs onto the top of her stockings.
That last strike is the hardest. It makes her come and her legs shake. The belt drops to the floor and he positions himself behind her. He wraps her hair around his hand and pushes his cock in all the way to the base.
He pulls her hair til her back arches, mercilessly pounding into her. She comes over and over again. He finishes with that sexy roar and they both collapse onto the bed. He says I bet you won't forget your shoes again. Little does he know she does it on purpose to get the strap and fucked hard and rough.
She arrived at the hotel early. Checked in and made her way to the room. Once there she unpacked and took a quick shower.
She knew he wasn't far behind. She started to prepare for his arrival.
3 piece matching lingerie, navy blue thigh high stockings. Panties on the outside of the garter where they belong. Blue pinstripe dress that resembled a man's dress shirt. Impossibly high heels. Strings of pearls.
All just for him. No one else would see her like this. She does this to please him and to feel incredibly sexy. He calls to say he's in the lobby. She gives him the room number. Her panties are a soaking wet mess in anticipation.
He knocks and she let's him in. He drops his bags, grabs her and kisses her like he's been starving for those lips. He's got her pinned against the wall, he bites her bottom lip as his fingers find their way between her thighs.
He pulls back when he feels how fucking wet she is. The animal in him takes over. He undoes his pants and pulls his hard cock out. He bends her over the sink that's just inside the door. Pulls the thin wisp of fabric of her panties to the side and drives himself into her.
He grabs her chin from behind and makes her watch in the mirror as he takes her right there. The dominance is so strong she comes all over his cock by the 4th stroke. He doesn't stop and makes her come again.
She enjoys being so desirable that he doesn't wait to undress her. He fucks her all dressed up, slowly layers come off. First the dress, then the jewelry, next is the bra and panties. But the garter, stockings and shoes stay on til he's good and done admiring her while he fucks her senseless.
It's 1am, she's laying there wide awake. Sleep just won't take hold. She's craving a body next to her. Thinking about the last time there was and what sensual things happened.
She reaches down and touches the wetness between her thighs. Her fingers start to explore the soft folds. That familiar ache starts to build. She strokes, flicks and pinches the swollen bud.
She needs more. The toy comes out of the bedside drawer. She places it against her lips and sinks it inside. A soft gasp escapes her mouth. She moves the silky shaft in and out.
Faster..
Harder..
Her pleasure is mounting as she arches her hips off the bed. She imagines its him fucking her. Those rough strokes as he tells her to keep her eyes open.
"Look at me when you cum darlin"
She moans his name as she explodes. Her toy and fingers drip with her juices. She licks her fingers. She cleans herself up and climbs back into bed. Her needs satisfied for the moment, she drifts off to sleep finally. Her dreams will be filled with him tonight.