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I had turned the hot water of the shower up to near scalding. It was how I oftenhad my showers, even in heated weather. Cold was just never acceptable fora shower.
I sighed contently as I stepped beneath the spray, letting the hot, pulsingwater rinse away some of the stress in my shoulders and back. Closing my eyes,I touched my chin to my chest and let my thoughts drift as I forced my musclesto relax even further.
You slipped into my mind as easily as you slip into my body? a welcomed invasionthat often led to mindless pleasure. In my thoughts, the water drops that hitmy body became your fingers sliding over my skin, pressing into nearly everyinch of me. Tilting my head slightly, I could feel your hot breath againstmy neck, the caress of your lips sending shivers up my spine.
I turned to face the spray, gasping as the water slapped against my hardenednipples. In that gasp, it had been your teeth grazing across my flesh. I placedmy hands behind myself, pinning them between the hot, wet flesh of my ass andthe ice cold of the shower wall. I held myself still as the sweet torture ofmy nipples coursed through my being, wreaking havoc on my clit as the littlebud grew to hardness.
My breath quickened, my body tight with desire and need. In my mind, you wantedcontrol of me?you wanted me in control of myself. You wanted my desire andneed nearly unbearable, so when? and if? you brought me to my climax, I wouldfeel it to my very soul.
A whimper escaped my lips even as my body began to tremble. I imagined youbefore me, evidence that I was not the only one who suffered the unfulfilledpassion. I wanted to touch you, to ease your need even as I craved my own release.
The fantasy continued as you nodded once. In that nod, I knew what was tocome next. Releasing my hands, I reached for the showerhead, releasing it fromits holder even as I changed the spray to a hard pulse.
Lifting a leg, I placed my foot high against the wall. My left hand reachedfor the flesh between my legs, spreading it as I redirected the throbbing watertowards my hardened clit.
I cried out as the water slapped against the sensitive part of me, thoughmy release was not to be allowed for a while longer. My hips moved in a wayyou knew well, my lips parted as I tried to gain air into my lungs. For longmoments, I teased myself with the hot spray of the water, playing it over myclit to the second before climax then pulling it away slightly to stop theorgasm.
I stood in the tiny stall, my head flung back against the shower wall, eyesclosed, breath escaping my body in small moans and whimpers. I wanted release?.craved it with every fiber of my being? but still I denied myself. I knew youwould be pleased, watching from a distance? but I also knew you would wantto touch me, to heighten my sense of touch with your fingers tickling lightlyover my skin.
Your voice filled my imagination, urging me to wait a while longer beforeI brought myself to orgasm. My thoughts were torn, questioning whether youwanted my release or whether you would demand I stop short of orgasm.
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The soft click of the shower door opening startled me. I moved too quicklyto cover what I had been doing, stumbling as I brought my foot back to thefloor of the shower. You caught me easily, the deep chuckle causing me to flushscarlet like a child caught with a hand in the candy jar.
I wasn't sure how long you had been standing there watching me, but the factthat you had been for a while was clearly evident as yourhardness pressed against me through your slacks. I tried to hide my face againstyour chest, but you placed a finger under my chin and lifted my face to yours.Your face was stern and my eyes immediately dropped to your lips before I couldrecognize the playfulness in your eyes.
?You've been bad.? I blushed further, worrying my lower lip between my ownteeth. You forced my chin higher, letting me know that you wanted my eyes onyours and I meekly obeyed. I gasped softly at the look I found there? Fierceness,desire and passion. ?Did you cum??
I shook my head slightly, but with the movement, I watched your eyes darkenfurther with displeasure. ?Did you cum?? you repeated.
My own voice was shaky, my body still trembling from the unfulfilled passion. ?No.I?. didn't think you'd?. I didn't think you'd want me to.?
The darkness in your eyes faded slightly, changed to something I couldn'trecognized as you lightly ran your free hand down the length of my slick bodyto rest on my hip. In my initial surprise, I had dropped the showerhead. Youglanced down to it and nodded slightly. ?Pick it up. Put it back in its holder.?
I quickly did as you wanted, catching your slacks with the spray of the scaldingwater. You growled slightly and reached for the faucet. You knew how I showered?youknew that the heat was more preferable to me than cold, yet you cranked thehot water handle to lessen the heat of the water. Perhaps it was because yourshowers weren't usually as hot as mine, perhaps you meant to punish, but Iwhimpered softly as the spray cooled my body. A smile played across your lipsas you watched the goose flesh rise on my skin.
?Turn around. Lift your arms and hold the top of the shower stall?. I turned,lifting my arms, stretching my body so my fingers could curl over the top ofthe shower. In this position, my breasts were pressed tightly against the icyplexi wall. Instantly, I felt my nipples harden further and I moaned softly.
I heard you moving behind me, and the sudden smell of my lavender body soaptold me you were squeezing some from its bottle. ?Spread your arms.? I followedyour commands immediately, the spreading of my arms causing me to rise up slightlyon my toes to accommodate my fingers' continued grip on the top of the wall.
A gasp escaped my lips as I felt your hands on my skin, lightly smearing thebody soap over my back. Your intimate knowledge of my body told you that myback was probably the most sensitive part of my body. Some times, just theslightest caress would drive me to near orgasm. I could feel the tension beginin my core as you worked the soap into my skin, tracing small circles alongmy spine. I cried out, my forehead pressed tightly against the wall as yourfingernails came into play. There was no pain, instead, you teased me? tickledmy skin lightly before tracing the crack of my ass with one soapy finger.
My position was such that I couldn't arch my back into you, I couldn't bringmyself closer to your touch. I groaned in frustration, needing your touch,wanting to press myself over your finger as you gently ringed my anus. Youseemed to ignore my frustration as you slid your finger back to the base ofmy spine.
You took your time with my body, heightening my senses with well-placed touches.You played me as if I were a finely tuned instrument made only for your fingers,my soul singing out to you with every strum.
To me, it was all too soon before your touch ceased and the torment of thecold spray of water began. You rinsed me thoroughly, taking great care withmy slit until I began to shiver from the cold. Your deep chuckle told me youenjoyed the gentle playing and, despite the torment of the cold water, I smiled.
?I have a gift for you. I was going to wait until later to present it? but,finding you here, I think that perhaps now would be perfect timing. Don't move.?
?Yes, my love.? I heard the door open, then close again only to repeat thesounds several moments later. For a heartbeat, I wondered if you had changedyour mind, but the touch of your fingers against my ass informed me differently.With smooth, fluid motions, you caressed the full of me from anus to clit.At first, I thought the slickness you spread along my path was more soap but,as it began to heat, I realized you had retrieved lubricating oil.
Perhaps you had read my mind for you had chosen that moment of enlightenmentto slip a finger past the ring of my anus and deep into me. I gasped softlyin pain, then closed my eyes as I tried to force my body to relax.
Gently, you toyed with the depths of me, easing me wider to allow for twofingers, then three. My breathing came in rasping gasps by the time you slidfrom me. Your hot breath caressed my ear, your body pressed against me as yougained my attention. ?Are you ready for your present??
It took several attempts before I was able to gasp out a whispered ?Yes? please.? Myvoice sounded desperate in my own ears.
?As you wish?? With your words, something new pressed slowly into the spaceyour fingers had vacated, spreading me wide and causing me to cry out in bothlust and pain. You licked my neck, kissing and nibbling it as you pushed theobject to its full length inside my ass. I trembled violently, whimpering,wanting more even as your hand abandoned the object still buried in my assand began to softly caress the globes of my butt.
?Do you like it??
Your tongue toyed along the edge of my ear as I gasped out my ?YES?oh godYES.? Your hand left my body for a moment. When it returned, another objectwas pressed firmly against the lips of my cunt. You used less care in pushingit into me there, forcing it deep. My mind went numb with the sensation ofbeing completely filled by you. At first, I didn't understand when I felt yourhands at my thighs, working with what seemed to be straps of some sort. ?I'mglad. I had them made especially for you from a mold cast of my own shaft.I want to watch you?. later? I want to watch you use them. For now, however,they will be strapped into position in such a way that, when you walk, it willbe as if I am in you, making love to you. You will not remove them, however? notuntil I allow it.?
Tears streamed down my face as a range of emotions collided within me. ?Thankyou.? was all I could manage at the moment. Once done with the straps, youtugged on them causing movement deep within me. ?Yes, I think this will worknicely, don't you??
My head fell back, my lips parted as I tried to draw breath into my lungs. ?Yes.You will be with me always. Might I ask?? Will I be allowed to cum??
Your laugh was deep, but your answer was not immediately forthcoming.
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You had taken your time drying me off, the soft fluffy towel soothing my over-excitedflesh. With each pass over the straps, the dildos deep inside moved causinga cry to escape my lips. I knew you were enjoying yourself simply because thatarea seemed to be the driest of my body.
In time, however, you deemed me dry enough for the towel to be of no furtheruse. Grasping my shoulders, you turned me to face you and another soft cryescaped my lips. My breathing was still heavy and my fists were clenched tightlyat my sides. Softly, you ran your hands down my arms to lightly play over myknuckles. ?Do they hurt??
I knew you meant the dildos, not my fists and I smiled up at you. ?Not atall.? The tips of your fingers slipped down the space between my own and youkissed the end of my nose.
?You're fighting yourself, aren't you??
The question was rhetorical, but I answered anyway, my voice husky with need. ?Youknow I am. I want to touch you? to touch myself. I want to throw you on thefloor and fuck you wildly and in every position we can think of until we'reboth so sore we can barely walk. Then I want to fuck you some more.? My wordswere sharp with unfulfilled passion and, as I said them, I watched your eyesdarken with your own need. You licked your lips as the visions I give you slidthrough your mind quickly and I could see your indecision. You wanted me sobadly, there on the bathroom floor. The primal being inside was screaming forrelease?screaming for my own beast even as I continued to voice my thoughts.
?I want to devour you, to taste you in my mouth and in my throat even as Ileave my own taste on your tongue.?
You squirmed, shifting as if to ease the growing bulge in your slacks. Yourlips parted and your breath was coming quickly. I notice your hands had frozenagainst my own. Releasing my fists, I trapped your fingers between mine, holdingyour hands tightly at my sides as I stepped closer to you. I pressed my bodyagainst you and for a mere instant I could see the fear in your eyes. I growleddeep in my throat and, lifting myself on tiptoes, I bite into your neck atthe base of your shoulder. Although I didn't draw blood, the bite is hard enoughto cause pain and my teeth left small indentations on your flesh.
You gasped, your fingers clutching at mine painfully even as you tilted yourhead to give me better access. I knew that with only a minute amount of pressure,I would be able to taste your blood and you would not fight me. This was notmy desire at the moment, however. Latching my lips over the skin I held captivein my teeth, I began to suck, marking you as mine with the small bruise thatwould soon form.
The sound of the doorbell surprised me and I jerked away from you pullingyour flesh painfully before allowing its release. The growl from your throatwas angry, though I wasn't sure if it was because of my aggression or the interruption.You released my hands and moved quickly. Over your shoulder you ordered meto ?stay? as if I were some disobedient bitch-dog. The command and the inferredreference thrilled me.
I did as I was told, remaining in the bathroom to finish preparing for theparty we had planned for your closest clients and a few friends. Each movementreminded me of my gifts and I couldn't keep from smiling. Suddenly, I realizedyou had intended for me to keep them in place the entire evening even as Ientertained our guests. The tingling in my body flared to life and I gaspedat the implications of our little secret and the effect it would have on methroughout the night. Gaping, I stared into the mirror at myself and wonderedif I would be able to maintain some sense of normalcy while being the properhostess.
I swallowed hard and, as I caught the reflection of the clock in the bathroommirror, I realized I wasn't finished with my makeup. Hurriedly, I continuedto get ready though my mind was lost in a haze of wild imagination. So caughtup, I didn't hear you enter. A pull on the straps holding the dildo broughtme back against your body and returned me from my musings with an audible gasp.
?Our guests have arrived.? You had obviously regained control of your emotions,though your body pressed against mine tells me that it still belonged to me.I smiled to your reflection in the mirror.
?I just need to get dressed and I'll be right out.? The quirk of your eyebrowshould have warned me. I should have known there would be consequences formy attempt at pushing you over the edge. As I turned to leave, your fingerswrapped around the straps stopped me. It was only as I looked up into youreyes, a question on my lips that I realized I was to be punished. Your handscame up to my neck, the glint of black leather and sliver flashing for an instantbefore I felt the collar close around my neck. With a soft click, you attachedthe leash and stood back.
I immediately dropped to my knees, knowing this was the position you wantedme in. Tonight, I would be your pet, your bitch in heat. Tonight, I would beyour play toy for all to see and I blushed scarlet.
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