blistered lips

“Enforced chastity is no easy thing, let me tell you.”

“I never said it would be easy. Did you ever hear those words from my mouth?”

“But, Sarah, you never said for three months at a time.”

“No I didn’t. But I did say if you really wanted me to move in with you, you would have to follow my rules. ”

He moans and looks down at the chastity cage around his groin. When he’d agreed to this, he never knew just how good she was, how determined to have her way. She knows him well and uses his every weakness, every fetish, to tighten her control.

“You were pussy-whipped before I moved in. How many times did I fuck you during the eight months we dated. Three times? Maybe four? ”

“But, Sarah! From June until September?”

“Don’t be such a whiner. I do let you play with it once in a while, don’t I?

“Yeah, with a cock ring on so I can’t cum. It’s torture.”

“Well then, we’ll make it easier on you. I won’t let you play with it anymore. Would that be better?”

“Honestly, I really think it would.”

Sarah smiles, reaching down to graze her nails across the cool, smooth surface of the Houdini, then taps it with her fingernails. One month into his Cum Restriction Program, as Sarah has so aptly named it, he feels every little percussion as it vibrates down the length of his shaft and into the base of his balls. “Christ,” he rasps, “Do you have any idea what that does to me?”

“I didn’t say that I wouldn’t play with it.”

“Fuck! I want pussy, damn it!”

“Well, darling, why didn’t you just say so,” Sarah simpers as she takes him by the hand and leads him to the bedroom. “Your wish is my command, as they say.” Giggling, she pushes him into the Naughty Chair. Before he can protest, she’s locked his hands into handcuffs behind his back. “That’s because you don’t want to play with that demanding cock of yours anymore, so you won’t be needing those hands.” She is in front of him, beaming. “But guess what, honey? I want to play with it. I’ll be right back.”

“What?”

But she is gone. As he sits waiting, wondering what she is up to, he hears her moving about in her dressing room–his home office until she’d moved in–rustling clothes, opening drawers, rattling hangers. What in the hell? What kind of trouble am I into now. I should have kept my stupid mouth shut. She’s too damned good at this.

And then he hears the click of high heels.

Stifling a sob, he feels his cock twitch and strain against it’s unyielding bulwark. Jesus-fucking-Christ, how am I going to stand two more months of this? If Sarah is putting on heels, she intends to show him no mercy. “Damn, please, no…” he mutters as Sarah walks into the room.

“So you want pussy, huh?”

“Please, Sarah.”

But he can’t take his eyes off of her. She stands before him in the navy satin stilettos he’d bought her after she’d fucked him the first time. Those, a cobalt lacy garter belt and a pair of taupe stockings. Nothing else. Her smooth mound and perfectly shaped coral pussy lips are right in front of his face.

” Oh God, Sarah. Please.”

“You want pussy?”

She bends her right knee, placing the heel of her stiletto against the back of his neck. Her moist slit open like an O’Keefe flower. “Here’s your pussy. Now suck. Suck like the cum-denied, pussy-whipped boy you are.” Then she is pressing against him, her moist muskiness engulfing his face.

“After you make me cum–and you will make me cum…”

Sarah stops, grabbing his hair and pulling his wet face up to look at her.

“After you make me cum, pussy boy, I’m going to put you in your cock ring. Then I am going to take all that lovely cunt cum and massage it into your dick. And I am not taking off the ring.”

She shoves his face back between her legs and begins a slow grind. “Do you understand,” she asks, her voice breathy. Sucking and licking and groaning, he moves his head up and down. Yes, yes, he understands. He loves eating her and she knows it. Just like she knows that stilettos and stockings always drive him wild.

“There will be no cumming for you, my love. This is just the beginning.”

Grabbing the back of his head she starts fucking his face.

“It’s going to be…”

She starts pumping harder and faster.

“a very long…”

A series of gasps now puncuate every word.

“very hard…”

And then she is screaming and cumming all over his face.

“……..summerrrrrr.”

i dream of you
i dream of you and wake to you

i wake to your mysterious sweetness
a thick confection of dark enchantment
i wake to you: my dark lord singing
my savior complete in faceless armor

so close now: i can hear your mouth move
so close now: i feel your breath
deep in my belly

intoning metered, delicious seduction
you unfold me
you unravel me
you stretch my chaste limbs
horizon to horizon

you whisper, you murmur
you speak in tongues
your mouth is music
your mouth is prayer
electric canticles for celibate flesh

this is bethlehem, sweet lover
this is calvary, my darling

and my body, now liquid, forgets its slumber
my voice, now full, forgets its silence

and

i genuflect in glory and cry amen

First, show me your body; take off all your clothes. I want to see your naked flesh.

Mmmm. Your cock is getting hard. You like me watching, don’t you?

Now brush your fingertips under your balls, then cup them. Does that feel nice? Are they getting tighter? Because I want your nuts real full and tight for me. Do you understand?

Take just the tips of your finger and thumb and run them, very slowly, up and down the sides of your cock. Very slowly, I said. That’s it. Up and down. Up and down. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. Slowly, slowly.

Look: there’s already a drop of precum on the tip. Milk the head just a little bit and get a nice, gooey gob of it on your fingers. There you go. So nice and creamy. Now, just with your fingertips, massage that precum into the shaft. Do it very gently and ever so slowly. Make that fat dick glisten for me.

Does it feel good? You want to grab it, don’t you? Be a good boy and just wait. Just wait a little bit and I’ll let you hammer away at it. Then you can blow your load for me, okay?

I’m going to sit down here, right across from you. And spread my legs. You start a nice slow stroke all the way up to the head of your dick and back down. I want you to look between my legs. Keep stroking. One, two. One two. That’s it. Look right up under my skirt while you are jerking that dick for me. One, two. One two. You see those little black lace panties, don’t you? You’d like to get to the pussy underneath, wouldn’t you?

But not today. Today you are beating off for me. You can look, but no touching me or my sweet little pussy.

Now make a tight fist around that stiff prick. Squeeze it for me. Make that precum bubble out and drip down the side. Yes, just like that. Pull your dick up a little bit; I want to see those balls. Oh my! Your balls are as hard as your dick now. Does it feel good? Move that hand up and down a little faster now. That’s it. Look at those veins popping out.

Slow down. Listen to me. Do what I say. That’s a good boy.

Now I want you to hold your hand around the shaft. Keep those eyes on my hot little crotch. Stop stoking and hold your dick. Very nice. Now, fuck your hand for me; just pump those hips and shove that cock in and out of your grip. Not so fast; slow down.

What? You want to cum? You want your hard dick to cum for me?

Come here.

Get down here in front of me. Point your dick right at my panties. Now stroke it fast and hard. Do it. That’s it. You ready? You ready to show me what a dirty boy you are? Okay, baby. Do it now! Spray that spunk all over this lace crotch.

Oh yeah! That’s it; shoot that cream. Keep jerking; I want every bit of it. Good boy!

Now somebody is going to have to clean these panties. I wonder who.

I wonder who and how?