Kitten,

What I want today, Kitten, this very minute, is simple: I want you to worship my cock. I want to lie back against the pillows while you kneel or lie down between my legs and give attention–endless, wanton, over-the-top attention–to my cock. I want you to use your hands, your mouth, your tongue, your breasts. And I want you to convince me that holding, stroking, liking, sucking my cock is what you want more than anything, that it excites you half as much as it excites me. It’s selfish and greedy, and just what I want from you right now.

So we’ll put on your collar and your wrist and ankle cuffs, but leave you untied–for now. And you’ll know, because I’ll have told you, that when you finally finish lavishing attention on my cock, I’m going to lay you on your back on the bed and make love to you until you cry from exhaustion, pain, and pleasure.

But first, Kitten, I’m going to tell you to straddle my leg, to grind you pussy slowly against it while you lick my cock from my balls to the tip. I’m going to watch you take it in your hand and hold it, wrap your fingers around it, and kiss it–and then run your tongue along it, over and over.

And then I’ll watch you slide it slowly between your lips, until the head is in your mouth and your lips are around the ridge between the head and the shaft. You’ll pause there, and circle the head with your tongue as you suck slowly on me, your hand sliding slowly back and forth. You feel the skin, soft, loose over my hardness. You suck me hard as you move your hand back and forth, and then pull my cock deeper into your mouth. When it reaches the back, you move your head a little, trying to get my cock into your throat. I push hard for a moment, then relax as you slide me out a little to catch your breath.

We both know you’re going to swallow my cock, that I’m going to thrust it down your throat until your lips are pressed against my body. We’ve done this before, and you know that it’s hard but that you can do it. And you know that I’m going to make you do it, that I’m going to say “again, Kitten, get ready” and then hold your head tightly in my hands and thrust slowly, powerfully into your throat. You’ll gag, and cough when I pull back, and choke for a moment. But you’ll swallow my cock, and I’ll tell you what a good girl you are when you do.

When my cock is wet from your mouth and throat, you’ll take it out and rub it along your cheek. You know I love to watch you do that, love the wantonness of it, the devotion. I want that devotion from you, and I want you to show it, in part, by the way you treat my cock.

Please me, Kitten. Please my cock. You Querido wants your attention. Your Querido misses you.

Love,
YOUR Querido