Monthly Archives: January 2019

Beating the Sub

Kitten,

I know the belt hurts more than my hand did. It certainly leaves your pretty little bottom a brighter shade of red. And I like that I can whip you with the belt while you kneel with my cock in your mouth; I like feeling your body shudder when the belt hits you, feeling you gasp around my cock.

I want a better strap, one easier to hold, one more flexible. But I like the flatness of it, the way it leaves a wide red stripe on your bottom. I’ll find something just right, something supple enough to use on your bottom and your pussy and your breasts, and that I can loop around your hips when you’re on your hands and knees to pull you back against me.

Next time, after you’ve knelt to service your dom, I’ll have you stand at the foot of the bed while I beat your bottom until it’s red. Then I’ll take you while you stand there, still striking your bottom and your thighs while I fuck you, until I slip the belt around you and pull you hard back against me.

Want. I am consumed by want tonight. I need my kitten, naked and aching and moaning, obediently servicing her dom, obediently swallowing. Obeying.

My sub.

Love,
YOUR Dom

The Good Kitten

Kitten,

Tonight I am thinking about taking care of you. That covers a lot of ground: I want to take care of your day-to-day troubles, I want to make you feel securely dominated, and I want to beat you and use you so that your body knows how helpless and possessed it is. I want to take care of you because you are my person and my sub — mine — and I am your person and your dom — yours. And because I love you.

Mine. Yours.

When I have you on your back and I’m holding your hips and pulling them up off the bed, I can thrust into you so that my cock hits high and forward inside you. I touch the same place with my fingers when you’re on your back and my cock is in your mouth, and I’ve got two fingers deep inside you curled and pressing hard against you.

You know the spot I mean.

It’s the same place I hit when you’re on your stomach and I’m holding you down against the bed, my weight pressing against you, thrusting almost straight down into you, the fingers of one hand curled around your pelvis to hold you still.

One of these days very soon, I’ll fuck your lovely ass while you’re in that position. But I’m not talking about that right now. (I imagine you shaking your head no, cutely, as you read this. It makes me smile, knowing I’ll ignore you — and knowing you know I’ll ignore you.)

 

I talk about making a movie. I don’t know if we ever will; it isn’t important to me that we do. But I love the thought of showing you off.

 

More than a movie, I want to have you in front of an audience. We will do that someday. It’ll be a small audience, perhaps one couple, probably young, carefully chosen. We’ll be somewhere far from home, in a hotel. I’ll find them and arrange for them to be in our room, sitting in dim light, where they can watch but not be too obvious.

The rules will be very clear: they can watch, but they can’t speak, or touch you. You’ll know they’re there, but you’re an obedient sub and so you’ll do as I tell you. You’ll undress, and kneel, and service your dom just as I like, with me thrusting roughly into your throat as I tell you what a good kitten you are, what an obedient kitten.

Then you’ll lie on your back on a table, naked, while I take stand at the end of the table and take you. I won’t make you have an orgasm, not this first time. That’s for my pleasure only, your orgasm. This is simply for showing off my kitten and how obedient she is.

After, when they’re gone, we’ll start again. This time, you’ll have orgasms — the long, drawn-out ones I like to inflict on you. You’ll have orgasms with my cock in you in every possible way, until you’re quivering and exhausted. Then I’ll come in you, deep inside you, filling you. (Yes, it will be after the surgery. I am very eager for this, to fill you that way. Again and again and again.)

Want.

Love.

YOUR,
Q.

Permission

Kitten,

You are a wonderful sub and I am very pleased with you. It’s good that you wonder what things you should and shouldn’t do, what liberties a good sub can take. There really aren’t many, are there? I give you very few choices.

You have my permission to squirm, moan, and show your arousal and enthusiasm. Nothing pleases me more than to have you caught up in the moment and showing it. The only reason I haven’t told you this is that I don’t want you to feel that you have to be expressive; I want you to be carried away by real feelings, and to feel no pressure to perform in that particular way.

Kitten, it is exciting to me when you moan, when your hips move uncontrollably, when you seem to lose control and just react to what I’m doing to you — or making you do for me. The hottest thing in the world is to have you close to an orgasm while my cock is in your mouth.

So never pretend — of course — but never hold back, and never worry that you’re expressing your excitement too much. I want to see it and hear it.

You please me more than I can say, my precious and obedient sub, my dear little kitten-wife.

Love,
Q.

The Future

Kitten,

I just want you to know that the future is going to be more intense, year after year. I’m going to use you roughly for many years to come, because I enjoy demanding hard things from you. So, however much it hurts now, it’s going to get worse.

My Kitten. I’m going to break you, again and again, on and on and on.

Love,
Q.