1. Lady Lex


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: malesub01, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    that whoever loses must bring a present of the other person’s choosing to the encounter, but I never actually thought we were being serious. I narrow my eyes and feel my pulse quicken. If it is what I said I wanted, then you have just knowingly purchased part of your suffering. Good boy. The large pillow on the floor in the middle of the room is your destination and like you have been told, you kneel on it and cast your gaze down to the wooden box placed in front of you. Taking care to be quiet, I rise and stalk towards you on silent slippered feet. I laugh deep when you jump and let loose a small cry of surprise when my fingers run through your hair. I begin to whisper smoothing words of comfort, trying to tame your wild heart, and I know my touch and soft voice are doing nothing to contain your anxiety and only succeeding in increasing your desire. You are hard and I smile knowing it is the situation; you here on your knees, naked, for me, that has you so ready to please. Sliding a blindfold into place, I know it will heighten your trepidations, but it will also increase your other senses. I glide across the room to one of the many secret places and begin rummaging around for an item. Your body tenses every time I make a noise and I bite my lip to keep from laughing again. You are so tense, so ready, so scared and it only adds to my need to break you down. I drop an item down next to your pillow and you jump again. My laugh cannot be contained this time and your cock ...
    shakes as your breath hitches in your throat. You can sense how close I am standing next to you. My heat. My smell. u*********sly your tongue licks across your upper lip and tastes your nervous sweat. I wonder absently of what it might taste like. I know you hang in darkened limbo on your knees for me and it is thrilling. A wet sucking sound, followed by my almost inaudible moan, floats on the air and somehow you manage to swoon while kneeling. “Inhale me,” I command, placing my wet fingers against your lips. You obey and subconsciously part your lips to receive them. I smell sweet with a touch of a deeper aroma, a scent that I produce only when thoroughly aroused. You want it and I know it, so I deny you. I make more noise than is necessary cleaning my fingers so close to your ear and you squirm. “I taste good,” I mutter in your ear before biting you. Licking your lips, I whisper, “and your frustration tastes divine.” Abruptly you look at me and smile. I lift your blindfold and see that your eyes are fully dilated with lust. I grab a fistful of your hair and pull back as I move behind you so that you are looking painfully up at me. “I will have none of that cockiness in here mister,” I hiss down at you. Even though you give in and your eyes cast down quickly, before they do, I see a glimmer of defiance twinkling there. “Oh yes,” I think, “I will enjoy watching this one break.” So the fun has begun. Are you ready to step into my mind and walk where I walk? **** HE As much as you ...