Kitten,

This moment, I want to possess you with a quiet intensity. I want to wrap my arms around your naked body, pull you back against me on the bed and hold you tightly. I want to lie beside you like that, behind you on the bed, until you relax and surrender, until you know that you can’t move or pull free or do anything except feel my arms restraining you, your legs trapped between mine.

We’ll stay like that until you’re still and your breathing matches mine. And then I’ll take you very slowly, from behind, bending you forward until my hand grips the back of your neck, my arm extended, my other hand tightly gripping your hip. I’ll hold you like that with a strong, unyielding grip, and say “be still, Kitten” in a quiet but firm voice. You’ll obey, lying still even as your breathing quickens just a little. And then you’ll feel my cock pressing against your pussy, spreading you, very slowly entering you.

I’ll take a long time entering you, moving slowly in and out, gradually going deeper until suddenly it’s too much, and you gasp, and I back out just a little and make love to you with smooth, rhythmic strokes that fill you without causing you pain. We’ll do that until you can’t take any more, until you’re moaning, almost crying, your body shivering with each thrust. Eventually I’ll push all the way in, but your pain will blend with your pleasure and you won’t care — you’ll just cry out as I pull your body roughly back to me with each hard thrust, your ass slamming into me as I pull your body back and slip my fingers around your throat and again hold you against me.

I won’t come then. I’ll come much later, after I’ve pulled you to your knees and held your vibrator against your pussy while I slowly thrust into you. After you’ve taken me deep in your throat, again and again, until you gag on my cock. After you’ve come with my cock in your ass, crying out as your orgasm goes on for so long. After all that, and much more kissing and touching and sucking and holding you tightly against me, then I’ll tell you “you have one more thing to do, Kitten. Kneel for me.” And you’ll kneel, and I’ll tangle my fingers in your hair and tip your head back….

“Look at me, Kitten.” Then, when you can’t, more firmly: “LOOK at me, Kitten.”

And you will. And I’ll come, my cock between your lips, my grip fierce as I pull your head slowly to me.

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