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Prey. That was all i could think as the man in front of me looked at me, as he let loose a low growl and stalked towards me. His hand moved fast up to my throat as he grabbed me and pushed me hard against the wall forcing me to focus on him on ONLY him. He brought his head down to my mine leaving his lips just a breathless whisper away from mine and another low growl rumbled low in his throat and erupted from his smirking mouth as his eyes pinned me to the spot.
Words of wisdom
A lot of times no one understands. And a lot of times things dont always turn out the way that we want them to and when that happens we have a sense of defeat, a sense of worthlessness, a sense of its my fault that it didnt turn out the way that we had wanted it to and on some occasions we tend to blame the other part for what is going wrong.
Lets talk about this fun life style called BDSM.. Now i have been in the life style for many of years but in all truthful honesty i am no pro. I still have a lot to learn and a lot to understand about this life style. But, I want to write some things that i have learned about and share them with others.
Stranger pt. 12
the next morning.... things just didnt seem right. I dont know what it was or why I was feeling this way but something in the pit of my stomach said, " Now things have changed." and for the life of me I couldnt figure out why i was feeling this way. Yes, he was being aloof and distant acting like we didnt do any thing that was of massive importance last night and maybe i could be reading to much into it all. But, I thought that maybe he would have wanted to open up to me more and make things different and by different i mean in a good way but the way he was acting it was as though he didnt want to care. That i was just another virginity notch in his belt that he could slide into when ever he wanted to.
Love? Whats that..? i remember as a child i would ask what love was. How you knew that you were in love or that someone loved you the way that you wanted to. Well, for those still asking that question imma try and help you out. If a song comes on the radio or through your youtube playlist and only one person comes to your mind and you think about a situation that all you can do is smile at it.
stranger pt. 11
Goose bumps. Thats all i could think about was how this mans every touch, every caress ,and every stroke of his hand down my back only seemed to make me get more and more goose bumps. And, i love it, i love the feel of his skin against mind how his hands will run through my hair and play with it and how he is just laying with me and not getting up immediately to get dressed and leave or do something else other then this. Like anything other then this, us cudling could be more important, his rough hands moved up over my spine and i shivered all over laying completely next to him.
Once i was on my knees i looked up at him and opened my mouth as wide as i could having read some of the guidelines on how to be a good submissive. Apparently what i was doing was making him happy because he gave me his little smirk that drives me wild and he grabbed ahold of his cock and pulled it out from the confinements of his pants. He held his semi hard member in his hand and he looked down at me and growled low which only sent a shiver up my spine and caused me to sit up straighter.
In the midst of the kiss i couldnt fully tell where it started, where HE started and where i began all i knew was that in that very moment i was lost completely and utterly out of control spiraling into something i wasnt quite sure i was able to handle or endure for to long. But, HOT DAMN did this man know how to use his tongue. The way he danced his tongue around mine in our kiss sent static electricity racing through my blood and all my veins it was as though for some unknown reason the desire i was feeling was being fed more and more with each passing second that we continued with the kiss. The next thing i knew was that his hand was no longer against my throat but in my hair being gripped firmly in his large masculine hand. And when he had what he wanted he pulled my head back and parted away from my lips and began to kiss a trail of fire down my chin and front of my throat his lips unlike the rest of him were soft and warm. Causing me to yearn and ache in ways that i never in my wildest dreams thought would ever be possible. Specially with another human being of this caliber, it was like every touch, every kiss seemed to pull small soft whimpers and moans pleading for more out of my tight throat as i tried so hard to hold them back and not let him know or see just how much he was inticing me.
I dont know how you do it.. And by all that is in this world i wish i knew how you did. Anything and i mean Anything i say if its a lie you can see through it. And, all i want to know is how you, YOU of all the creatures and men that came before you on this planet that could never see through the lies i told in order to end something you could see right through every lie i told. How? i asked on a daily. Could you my Dominate see right through every thing specially when i am trying to protect my self from falling to far in love with you why can you call me out on it.
Stranger pt. 8
"Say it again." he demanded in his deep Italian accent. I looked at him in total confusion. I knew what he wanted me to say he wanted me to say Sir again. And, because for some ungodly reason i wanted him to demand it from me one more time. The way he controlled himself and the way every thing around him had to be a specific way. My life had been spiraling out of control for years and i had control over most of the aspects of my life but to have some one take control over me in my fucked up world that i was living in with thinking every thing was just fine when really it wasnt was pleasing to me. The thought of this man controlling me, telling me what to do and what not to do, to have him tell me how i should act and how i should dress brought some sense of stability to me. It made me feel calm, like knowing that a man of his stature could control me and i would be perfectly fine with it because i knew he would keep me safe and protect me brought me some small form of comfort. And, a part of me wanted to know if he could. I had read into the world of BDSM but i have never seen it be preformed before. I had never been apart of it, and yet me just saying Sir seemed to have turned this man from one form of dangerous into a dangerous that i wanted to explore and get to know. I wish i could figure out what it was about this man that stood staring at me with his smoldering sky blue eyes.
final nights wish
this was it. This was the last night. Why was i so nervous why was i so scared. i knew that this was never going to be one of those things where i could keep him and keep what we have together. We knew that it was going to be hard after he left and that things were going to end between us it was an amazing few nights of passionate love making and some rough fun kinky sex as well. It was a well balanced experience where we talked and had fun where we laughed and felt like we were loved. But, no matter how they seemed to slice it he was going back to russia tomorrow and i am not aloud to go with him even though he had some amazing pull in so many areas of his life this was just one of the things that he couldnt change. No matter how hard he tried. So to night i am going to give him the best night of his life as soon as he gets back to the motel. I thought to my self as i got dressed in some sexy lingeria and made sure that when i showered earlier i shaved every thing, because he was a man that loved a woman when she was smooth every where.