Kitten,

We always do several things when we’re together–all the things I make you do, all the things I enjoy. But I want to tell you about just one thing we’ll do, the next time we’re together.

This will be after our little rituals, after you’ve undressed for me and stood waiting obediently for me to stand behind you and tip your head back and talk quietly to you. After you’ve knelt and I’ve watched you run your tongue along the shaft of my cock, watched you take the head between your lips and slowly swallow me. After those things, and after I’ve laid you on the bed and spent some time kissing you, enjoying your body, appreciating your breasts and your nipples and your pussy and your ass.

At some point, after all of those things, I’m going to lie down on my back and tell you to get on your hands and knees over me, with your face near my cock and your pussy toward me. I’m going to tell you not to take my cock in your mouth–not yet. I don’t want either of us distracted by that. Soon enough, but not yet. My cock will be hard, and inches from your lips, and when you slump down on to your elbows and rest your weight on me my cock will press against your neck or your cheek. That’s okay, but don’t take it in your mouth. Not yet.

I’m going to devour you. Slowly and gently, at first. I’m going to run my tongue the length of your slit, slip it inside you, take your labia between my lips, suck on your clitoris. I’m going to take my time–and I’m going to take a lot of time, Kitten.

You don’t have to come. I want to devour you: you can come, or not come, and it won’t matter, because I’m doing what I want to do. And I’ll do it until I’m ready to stop. I’ll hold you still if you try to get away. You can collapse on me if you wish. You can do anything except move your pussy away from me or take my cock in your mouth: I won’t let you do those things. Not yet. Not until I’ve run my tongue over your clitoris as much as I want–and I want a lot, Kitten–and plunged it into you (and probably some fingers as well) as much as I want, and pressed my lips against your wetness as much as I want.

When I’ve done all that, Kitten, as much as I want, then I’ll be ready for something else. Then I’ll be ready for you to come–if you haven’t already. And then you’ll come, Kitten, either with my arm around you and your head pressed against my body, my cock between your lips, as we did the other day; or on your hands and knees with my cock deep in your ass–again, as we did the other day. I like both ways, and I’m not sure which I’ll pick. But I’ll enjoy telling you what to do, once I decide.

I’m looking forward to seeing you, my Kitten.

Sir