Kitten,
It’s been a long time since I’ve written here. Having you in real life is always best.
Next time, Kitten, I’m going to be thorough with you — thorough and relentless.
It’ll start with my hand on your throat as you stand before me, your back to me.
“Take off your clothes, Kitten, while I stand behind you and watch you. Everything except your bra and panties.”
I’ll wait for you to answer “yes, Sir,” and then release your throat and step back to watch you. When you’re almost naked, I’ll touch your body, breathe lightly on your neck, and then slip my hand around your throat again and tell you what I’m going to do to you.
“Reach back and feel how hard I am, Kitten.”
You’ll reach back and feel my cock through my jeans, feel how big and hard it is. You’ll think of how it will feel as you kneel and take it into your mouth and throat. You imagine me thrusting into you as I make love to you. You wonder if you’ll be able to take it when you’re on your hands and knees and I push your shoulders down and tell you to raise your ass for me. You wonder, but you know that I’ll make you take it, that I won’t stop no matter how uncomfortable or challenging it is — and that, eventually, the pain will turn to pleasure as I drive my cock deep into you.
You’ll think those things, and then you’ll hear me tell you to kneel, feel my hands on your shoulders pushing you down. And you’ll obey, and wait, almost naked, while I look at you and then finally step around and stand in front of you and tell you to take out my cock and put it in your mouth.
Later, a long time later, after you’ve come too many times, and worked so hard to take my cock in your throat again and again, and ached from my thrusting deep into your body, and been grabbed and pinched and knocked down and used hard and selfishly by your demanding Querido — after all that, Kitten, you’ll lie beside me, curled against me, shivering from the intensity of it all, your heart gradually slowing as you settle beside me.
I’m going to possess you, Kitten. Soon.
Love,
Sir