Riding the Monster. It's so big I don't think I can take it all. He makes me do it anyway.

He traces my face. my eyes. cheeks. lips. chin. neck. when he gets to my collarbone he presses lightly at the center. and says ‘Spread your legs.’

He does not use my name. we have agreed that tonight I do not have a name. I am no one. I am only the sex slave. the toy. the slut.

I am only sensation. a beautiful willing body. following commands. no matter how salacious. degrading. obscene. I want only to be used. forced. expanded. little did I know how precisely my filthy desire would meet me face to face.

the press of his finger. the quiet firm tone of his voice. i spread my legs wide on command. I am soaked wet with my want. my need for this.

He traces my left shoulder. slides down my left arm. then my left breast. cupping and stroking its naked fullness. then a single finger. around the outer circle of my nipple. until its hard pink bud protrudes. straining in exquisite ache. around and around until I squirm and gasp. he flicks my hard nipple and I cry out.

His hand covers my mouth and he says ‘Quiet.’

as I close my mouth. I lick the underside of his fingers. only once. tasting the earthy salt of his skin. savoring. just the taste of him. heaven. and then I am still.

He traces my right shoulder. administers the same teasing treatment. slides down my arm. my pussy pulses and seeps more of her silky liquid heat. the right breast is cupped and stroked. the nipple’s outer edge circled and circled around and around. torturing me. testing me. I am desperate for his mouth on my breasts. to suck on my straining aroused nipples. I need it so badly I could scream.

but he just circles and circles and my nipple rushes full of the hard exquisite hurt of its aching pleasure. my pussy and starbud now beginning to clench for more. my body is electric. responsive. he circles. circles. circles. until I break.

‘Master, fuck.. please..’

He doesn’t stop. he begins again the same cruel pleasure on the left tit now, too. slides his tongue over it in one swift lick to both quench and further ignite my need. then he laughs low and soft. perfect. he slides his hands entirely off my body and my skin tingles hot all over. missing him. my breath is louder now. the blindfold allows me complete darkness. full immersion in this underworld of perverted pleasure.

I am arranged on the large four-poster bed on my back. naked. such that my head is tipped slightly over the edge of the side. my arms at my sides. my legs wide spread as instructed. his cock is lined up directly in front of my face. I can feel how stiff he is through his suit pants.

he smells like every other finely dressed man I ever lusted over. every other man I dreamed would violate me. just like this.

he is the authority. he is my well deserved discipline. he is the dark towering reminder of all that is filthy. dirty. needy. about me. my eternal lust for things I cannot have and should not want. things I am not allowed to touch.

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As he lets go of my aching tits now fully aroused and heaving on my breath. he places a strong hand on either side of my face. strokes his thumbs along my high cheek bones.

‘Pretty thing. Open the mouth.’ I open.