Submission

She pauses in the doorway

Regarding him on her bed.

Almost naked with hands

Bound above his head.

He casts his eyes towards her

Watching the slow approach of her form.

His mouth begins to water,

Knowing hers will have him feeling reborn.

Detached.

Removed.

Nothing existing outside this room.

She lowers a palm onto his chest.

He stirs and he dips,

As she straddles his hips,

Her nipples sharp, through her silky nightdress.

And as it slides up her thighs

He strains against his binds

So she pulls back with as look of reprimand.

He.

Becomes.

Still.

Has to fight his own will,

Give his submission,

Agree to be within her command.

She reaches up

Slides a finger into his curled hand.

Wriggles against this beautiful man.

Who she can do

Anything

With.

And.

Anything.

To.

It's more fun like this.

A delicate strap falls,

She puts a breast up to his lips

And

Just like a good Boi,

An obedient toy,

He kissed.

Slowly.

Starts sucking upon it.

She draws in a breath.

Pulled the other strap from her shoulder

Gave him more softness upon which to rest,

Him submitting to the urge to

Grind

Between

Her

Legs.

He likes the way she smiles.

Just...

Shakes his head.

She has something that beguiles.

Something that makes him retreat

His fingers finally drift down to the

Arches of her feet...

An unconscious act of rebellion

That feels

So

So

Sweet.

She let it go.

Because she knew the second

She releases this grip

On his nips...

He holds eye contact

...The pain will flow.

And, oh!

How his gaze changed.

Didn't quite look at her the same.

That flash of shock,

As she squirmed on his cock

And he wanted her to do it again.

As wet as she gets,

He is absolutely covered in sweat.

She puts a palm against one side of his dick,

Sliding the other side against her clit.

'Am I inside you?' He whispers

Struggling to control his breaths.

She rises, forehead pressed into his,

Whispers back at him,

'Not yet...'

#Submission   #YDLD