Acceptance

Every now and then I get these scenes in my head. I write them down, andlater one, when I need new story ideas I go back to them and build characters from them. This is one that I used to refresh my muse when I was writing BOUND

He is coming to give me my birthday present. He enters my place, locks the door behind him and walks to the living room where I am waiting. He doesn’t greet me with hugs or kisses…just the words. “On your knees”.
I drop to my knees and he removes his pants. I start by touching, licking and nibbling around his cock. Then I take it into my mouth and start to suck. He lets me do it my way for a while. His hands stroking my hair softly … lovingly. Then his fingers tangle in my hair and he starts to thrust into my mouth. Fucking me. Telling me how much he’s missed my mouth, and me. He uses my mouth then pulls out to come on my neck and chest.
Now, comes time for my present. He knows how much I’ve wanted lots of attention, and how patient I’ve been. He blindfolds me, strips me, restrains my hands and begins to tease. Playing with my body, stroking me, pinching my nipples fondling my breasts. He thinks I’ve been a bad girl. The way I love to suck cock deserves punishment so he bends me over and spanks me for being the slut I am. I take it. I’ll take whatever he wants to give.
Because I take it, he teases me some more. He inserts something into my pussy as he spanks me. A dildo, and occasionally thrusts it in and out.
Then, spanking over, he lays me out and starts to work on me. I am his plaything. Whatever he wants. He plays with my nipples, my pussy, my ass. He reaches for more toys that are nearby and starts to use them on me…vibrating egg on my clit with his cock thrust in and out of my pussy and I come…but it’s not enough for either of us…I’m his.
He turns me over again and fucks me from behind…while he’s fucking me he slips a finger into my ass and fucks me with it in time with his cock until we both come.

Then he hugs me and I know I can be me with him…