Kitten,

I’ve read your most recent comment three times, and loved it each time. I can’t tell you how much you please me, and how much it pleases me that you enjoy what we do so much.

I’m glad you’re proud that you could take me all the way down your throat so many times. I was surprised and delighted, Kitten, that you could. I really do think we’ll reach a point, and soon, when I can thrust my cock into your throat without warning or preparation. And I’ll like that, because I envision you tied up and blindfolded, not knowing when I’m about to lift your head and thrust my cock into your throat, or yank you back against me and drive it into your pussy.

Right now, as I write this, I’m hard again. I’m thinking of you tied on top of the “cushion,” hugging that heavy leather cylinder with your body, while I stand in front of you and grab your hair and lift your head up and thrust my cock into your throat. I could do that for an hour, Kitten. Eventually I will, because I really do want to bring you to the point where it’s too much, where my cock is thrusting so deep and so often that you don’t really know what’s happening, don’t even know if you’re consenting or being forced to take me in your mouth–where everything is a blur to you except the need to obey, and to suck, and to swallow, and to breathe.

I love it all, all the things we’re doing. One of my very favorite things, Kitten, is for you to come with my cock in your mouth. I like telling you that you have to keep it in your mouth until you come, that you can do anything you want except take my cock out of your mouth. I like pushing your head down on me as you’re getting close, feeling your throat around my cock as you’re beginning to cry out. And then after, when you begin to collapse, I love the way you lie so meekly on me, my cock still in your mouth, sucking slowly as your body settles against mine.

I want more. I want it all again, and more: to spend more time, to be more forceful, to spank you harder and fuck you longer and command you more aggressively.

All day, when I remembered you in your sexy little bra and panties, dropping to your knees and taking out my cock, waiting for me to tell you to worship it, to lavish attention on it–each time, I wanted to call you to me, and to stand behind you with my hand on your throat and tell you that that’s what I want, that it’s all I want, and I want it now, and I want it to go on and on. Kneel, Kitten. Take out my cock. Worship my cock, treat it like pleasing me is the only thing in the world. Please me, Kitten.

God but you please me.

Love,
YOUR Querido