You’re lying on your stomach on the bed, naked. I’m beside you, my hand on the back of your neck, gently but firmly holding you down. Your head is turned away from me, your cheek pressed against the bed. Your hands are up near your head. You aren’t bound, though you are wearing the leather collar I bought for you.
“Kitten,” I say, clearly, calmly, “I’m going to hold you down and take what I want. Be still, don’t try to move. Do you understand me, Kitten?”
You nod slightly, and I barely hear your quiet “yes Sir.”
“Good girl.”
Still holding your neck, I run my other hand slowly down your back, down to the small of your back, and grasp your hip. I squeeze you, and press you firmly against the bed. You squirm just a little, just for a moment–and I spank you, sharply, on the bottom.
“Be still, Kitten.” I say it kindly, but firmly, and you hold still, though a low moan escapes your lips.
I slide my hand between your legs and pull one leg to the side, opening you to me. Then, still holding your neck down, I kneel between your legs. You feel my fingers exploring you, spreading you, and then one finger slipping slowly into your ass. You try hard not to move, because you know I want you to be still.
My finger slowly thrusts into you, in and out. My legs push yours farther apart, and you know what I’m going to do to you. You close your hands on the sheets, gripping them tightly, wondering if I’ll spank you for that. I don’t.
“I’m going to put my cock in your ass, Kitten. Do you want that, Kitten?”
“Yes Sir,” you answer, quietly. “Please, put your cock in my ass. Fuck my ass, Sir.”
“You’re such a good girl, Kitten.” I lean forward, and you feel my cock, hard, slick from the lubricant I’ve rubbed on it, press against you. You tighten your grip on the sheets, expecting it to hurt, but I’m very gentle. I move very slowly, and it seems to take a long time before the head of my cock is inside you. You relax a little, and notice that I’ve loosened my grip on your neck. You feel me lean forward and kiss you gently on the back of the neck as I begin to slowly thrust more deeply into you.
Inch by inch I push my cock into you, pause, back out a little, and then slowly thrust again. You’re surprised by how little it hurts, and soon you want to feel me deeper in you.
“Do you want me deeper, Kitten?”
“Yes Sir. Deeper, please, Sir.”
Very slowly, in long, smooth strokes, I push more deeply into you, until the length of my cock is sliding in and out of your ass with each stroke. You moan and gasp. I grab your hips and pull you up on to your knees, your shoulder still on the bed. I turn on your vibrator and put it near your hand.
“Make yourself come, Kitten. Come for me while I fuck your ass.”
You reach back and touch the vibrator to your clitoris. I feel it vibrating against us, feel your muscles tighten with your excitement. You moan, and gasp, and I tighten my grip on your hips and hold you still, each slow thrust now very long, rhythmic, going deep into you until my body is pressed against your bottom and I hold you there, pausing for just a moment before sliding back and then in again.
When you come, I thrust more quickly, holding myself deep in you with each thrust, until you drop the vibrator and begin to collapse with exhaustion. I pull you gently down on your side, my hands still holding you tightly, my cock still buried deep in you. Your body is quivering beside me, and I put my arms around you and pull you back against me without ever taking my cock out of you, and hold you there. You put your hands on my arms and hold on to me, and I hold you close against me as you slowly settle down, my cock barely moving inside you.
Love,
Sir