Kitten,

Always, when we’re together, you’ll kneel for me after I’ve told you what I’m going to demand of you. You’ve done that today, and I’ve watched you slowly slide your lips down the length of my cock, struggle to take it all in, and gasp when I pull back to let you breathe. I’ve tangled my fingers in your hair and held you hard against me, forcing my cock into your throat. And you’ve been a good girl, doing everything without complaining, trying so hard to swallow all of me.

Now you stand naked near the bed; I’m standing, shirtless, behind you. I want to touch your pussy, want to explore you with my fingers, and I want to take you standing by the bed.

My hand is on your throat, and I’m holding you back against me. I reach around your body and slip my hand between your legs, cupping the mound of your pussy. Two fingers spread your lips, my middle finger dipping into you to feel how wet you are, just as I did before I made you kneel.

But then I slip two fingers into you, slowly, deeply, and lift you slightly, so that you have to rise up on your toes just a little. My fingers move in you, thrusting gently but firmly, and you feel your knees suddenly weaken from the sensation. You reach down and hold my arm where it crosses your body, clinging to me for support.

I turn you toward the bed and push your shoulders down, and you put out your arms and catch yourself with your hands on the bed. You’re bent at the waist now, with me standing beside you. I put one hand on the back of your neck, holding you still. I run the other slowly down your naked back, enjoying your smooth, slender body. Then I reach behind you and between your legs, spreading your thighs just a little, and slip two fingers back into your pussy. I’m not as gentle now, my fingers plunging deeper into you, thrusting more insistently, sometimes coming out and spreading your lips, circling your clitoris, pinching your labia before slipping back into you.

I’m fucking you with my fingers, holding you down with my hand tightly gripping your neck. You feel me push you down harder, driving your shoulders down to the bed, and you bend your arms and slowly yield to me, until your cheek is pressed against the bed and my hand on your neck holds you down firmly. My fingers are thrusting fast and deep into you now, touching you in sensitive places, making your gasp. My palm slaps against your bottom with each thrust of my hand. I pause every now and then to run my fingers lightly over your clitoris, enjoying the softness of your pussy, the smooth skin, touching you everywhere before thrusting hard back into you.

You don’t know what I’ll do next, whether I’ll tell you to come while I do this, or I’ll stand behind you and fuck your pussy or your ass, or push you back on to your knees to thrust deep into your throat again. You know I told you I was going to make you come with my cock in your throat, and that I’d tie your wrists and make you lie with your head on my stomach and my cock in your mouth. But you don’t know when that will happen, and what else we’ll do first.

And then I hand you your vibrator, and move behind you, and my legs roughly push yours wider, and you feel my hard cock press against your pussy.

“Come for me, Kitten.”

“Yes, Sir,” you answer, and I grasp your hips and thrust my cock deep into you as you touch the vibrator to yourself.

Counting the days, Kitten.

Your
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