My Dream
Last night's dream...
You came to my door. Of course i was waiting because that is what You expect. But, You were angry for some reason. When i opened the door You didn't say a word, but shoved me back into the room, slamming the door behind You. You motioned with Your hand that i was to get on my knees. i hadn't ever seen You like this before and at once i got a feeling of fear in my stomach. Maybe it wasn't fear, maybe it was excitement.
You walked over to me and put Your hand in my shirt. It slipped into my bra and You grabbed my breast. i recoiled from the pain, but it only made You pinch harder. Your fingers found my nipple and You twisted it in Your fingertips. Your other hand grabbed my blouse and pulled it with such force that the buttons popped off and it flew open, revealing my skin.
You had never hurt me out of anger before, and i trusted You not to start now. But, i couldn't rid myself of the butterflies in my stomach. Despite all that, i could feel the wetness begin to penetrate my panties.
All of a sudden, You grabbed my hair and pulled me, using it as some sort of leash, over to the bed. You unzipped Your pants and shoved Your hard cock into my face. i took it in my mouth and You shoved it so hard to the back of my throat i gagged. You slapped my face. You pulled Your cock out of my mouth and i tasted the salty precum on the tip.
"Get up, bitch!" You growled.
i scrambled to my feet. All the while i was trying to wrack my brain to recall what i had done to make You so angry. i thought we were on our way to a nice evening with wine, dancing, soft music, yummy food... Looks like we were on our way to a completely different type of evening.
As i was standing up, You continued to have ahold of my hair. You yanked it and pulled my head to the side. You pushed me onto the bed on my stomach and pushed my skirt up above my waist, exposing my ass. The next thing i knew i felt a stinging sensation across the back of my legs. i heard the snap of Your belt after i felt the welt starting to rise. The tears started to run down my face. "i'm sorry Sir for whatever it is i've done." The belt came down on the back of my legs again and the buckle snapped against my ass cheek.
You pushed my thong aside and shoved Your fingers into my pussy, Your thumb into my ass. You pushed down on my ass to bring it to the perfect level and placed the tip of Your cock agaist me. Instinctively i pushed back into You and You slid into my ass.
"Is this what you want bitch?!"
When i didn't answer You, You reached down and pulled my hair to pull my head up. The arching of my back tightened me around Your cock and You knew You weren't going to last much longer. You could hear me crying and it only caused more blood to run to Your cock, making it harder than i had ever felt before.
"Answer Me you whore! Or do you only tell other people what you want?"
So that was what this was about...
"Yes Daddy!" And with that, You exploded into my ass.
You came to my door. Of course i was waiting because that is what You expect. But, You were angry for some reason. When i opened the door You didn't say a word, but shoved me back into the room, slamming the door behind You. You motioned with Your hand that i was to get on my knees. i hadn't ever seen You like this before and at once i got a feeling of fear in my stomach. Maybe it wasn't fear, maybe it was excitement.
You walked over to me and put Your hand in my shirt. It slipped into my bra and You grabbed my breast. i recoiled from the pain, but it only made You pinch harder. Your fingers found my nipple and You twisted it in Your fingertips. Your other hand grabbed my blouse and pulled it with such force that the buttons popped off and it flew open, revealing my skin.
You had never hurt me out of anger before, and i trusted You not to start now. But, i couldn't rid myself of the butterflies in my stomach. Despite all that, i could feel the wetness begin to penetrate my panties.
All of a sudden, You grabbed my hair and pulled me, using it as some sort of leash, over to the bed. You unzipped Your pants and shoved Your hard cock into my face. i took it in my mouth and You shoved it so hard to the back of my throat i gagged. You slapped my face. You pulled Your cock out of my mouth and i tasted the salty precum on the tip.
"Get up, bitch!" You growled.
i scrambled to my feet. All the while i was trying to wrack my brain to recall what i had done to make You so angry. i thought we were on our way to a nice evening with wine, dancing, soft music, yummy food... Looks like we were on our way to a completely different type of evening.
As i was standing up, You continued to have ahold of my hair. You yanked it and pulled my head to the side. You pushed me onto the bed on my stomach and pushed my skirt up above my waist, exposing my ass. The next thing i knew i felt a stinging sensation across the back of my legs. i heard the snap of Your belt after i felt the welt starting to rise. The tears started to run down my face. "i'm sorry Sir for whatever it is i've done." The belt came down on the back of my legs again and the buckle snapped against my ass cheek.
You pushed my thong aside and shoved Your fingers into my pussy, Your thumb into my ass. You pushed down on my ass to bring it to the perfect level and placed the tip of Your cock agaist me. Instinctively i pushed back into You and You slid into my ass.
"Is this what you want bitch?!"
When i didn't answer You, You reached down and pulled my hair to pull my head up. The arching of my back tightened me around Your cock and You knew You weren't going to last much longer. You could hear me crying and it only caused more blood to run to Your cock, making it harder than i had ever felt before.
"Answer Me you whore! Or do you only tell other people what you want?"
So that was what this was about...
"Yes Daddy!" And with that, You exploded into my ass.
3 Comments:
I enjoyed this post, but I'm not sure I understand the ending. What was it that prompted this behavior?
By Frederick, at 10:15 AM
i'm not sure. This was the dream i had last night and in the dream i just knew what You were talking about. Glad You liked it. i did too. i would have rather told You in person, but i was afraid i would forget some of it by the time You were ready to hear it.
By Anastasia, at 10:24 AM
If I had to guess, I'd say you're feeling guilty about something, but I have no idea what.
Frankly, I'm glad you wrote it down instead of telling Me in person. Not that I wouldn't want to hear it directly from your lips, but I like having the permanent record, so I can come back and read it again and again.
By Frederick, at 10:34 AM
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