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DarknessI used to be afraid of the dark, until you showed me justhow wonderful it could be. Losing my sight behind ablindfold has over time sharpened my other sensesdramatically. As soon as you cover my eyes I become adifferent person. I can smell the paraffin wax candles, thesounds of your heavy breathing, even though you have yetto descend the basement stairs. I can smell your cock, theglistening, sweaty sweetness of your body.I know that you’re watching me. I stand a little taller. Ican feel the worship in your eyes. Though I’m bound likea slave I still feel like a queen.I sense your eyes on my naked breasts, especially thoseareas that seem to be painted in the darker chocolate huethat accentuates my areolas. You love to try and get yourmouth around it all. From there your eyes travel down myvoluptuous chocolate body, over my flat stomach with thebutterfly tattoo, to the kinky blackness of my sex; andfurther on to my softly sculpted things and long legs.I have been waiting for hours. You woke me thismorning by sticking your tongue between my legs, lickingmy body awake until every nerve was on fire.Just when I thought that you would shove your morninghard-on into me you told me that you wanted to play thisgame. I love our games but I’m tired of waiting. I’mhungry in every way possible. I want to eat you, to feel thestrength of your hardness under my tongue. I am waitingfor you to come to me, to relieve the ache between mythighs.I hear your feet moving across the concrete floor andthen you’re so close to me that I can feel your breathacross my skin.‘What took you so long?’ I ask.‘It’ll be worth the wait,’ you say.I feel your hands on my feet. I allow you to lick fromheel to arch, over and over again. I feel the wetness ofyour tongue, the sharpness of your teeth as you bite intomy carefully moisturised skin.A bolt of electricity shoots up my smooth thigh. Iinhale deeply as you take each toe into your mouth andsuck on it. Then I feel the thick carpet above your sex. Itry to take my feet lower but you won’t let me. You wantto deprive me of sexual pleasure until I’m so hungry that Ibeg you to take me.If you could only see the desire in my eyes that I can’tallow to reach my lips, for then you would torture me evenlonger. But I know that in the end I’ll get the reward ofyour cock, your body heavy on top of mine, the taste ofyou in my mouth and on my skin.My foot hits the ground with a loud thump. Myheartbeat quickens with adapazarı escort excited pain. Damn! You are incontrol and I love it! Okay big daddy, show mama whatyou got!Your mouth is on mine, your tongue and teeth pillagingmy softness without mercy or restraint. Viciously you takemy bottom lip between your teeth and tug. I try to pullaway but you grab the sides of my head in your stronghands. Your teeth sink into my top lip. I whimper withpain but between my legs there is nothing but pleasure.You leave my side for a moment and I’m breathless,wondering what you will do next. Something smooth andsoft glides up my thigh. I guess it is a peeled, greenbanana. In my Caribbean culture green bananas can beturned into delicious dishes but as you dip the tip into mypussy I know that my grandma never had a recipe likethis!The banana circles my large pinkie-sized nipplesleaving a wet circle of pussy juice and fruit. Then it’s inmy mouth and I’m sucking it like it’s your dick. I take itdeep down my throat. I learned to give head using a greenbanana. It’s still one of my favourite toys. It begins to fallapart under the wetness and passion of my mouth. I sinkmy teeth into it, swallowing the top half in one smoothgulp. I’d love to devour your cock, to sink my teeth intoyour military helmet and listen to you scream.‘Please, please eat me!’Lord, I’m begging already! This darker side of you ismaking me crazy with desire. Your hands slip between mylegs. God you have a big clit, you tell me. It’s like aHershey’s kiss.‘But I taste better.’I hear you smacking your lips. Yes you do, you say.Your hand moves back to my clit.‘Please oh please.’‘Not yet,’ you growl and pull your fingers away.I feel white hot heat next to my face and inhale thearoma of a vanilla scented candle. Now I realize what youare doing. You are planning to fuck me with everythingthat I’ve fucked myself with, everything that I’ve used inplace of your hard, jealous cock. I feel my arms drop asyou lower my chains and for a moment the sheer relief isalmost orgasmic.Fear sets in as you force me to my knees and push myhead down to the ground. Would this new torture be worththe thrill of a slick candle sliding in and out of my pussy?Don’t you understand that I need something to fill mewhen you’re not here? Even though my pussy moulds toyour dick, it’s a naughty, insatiable little slut.I feel the first drop of hot wax searing my apple shapedass. I feel it congeal on my escort adapazarı skin. Again another drop. Thisone rolls down my ass cheeks stopping just short of mypussy. Oh, the miserable ecstasy. I want to touch myengorged clit so badly!‘Please, please!’You pay no attention to the sobbing in my voice.Instead I feel you move away again. Oh God, what willyou torture me with next?I feel warm silicone sliding down my back. I know thatyou’ve found my favourite dildo, the one with the addedleather straps and buckles. I love to strap it on our bed andride it hard.I wait with all holes open and panting, not knowingwhich one you’ll shove my beloved joy into. The snap ofthe straps across my ass holds more surprise than pain.You’ve been a bad, bad girl you tell me.So punish me, punish me until I learn to control myself!The second swipe is a little harder; the third makes mecry out. I feel my juices flow from my pussy onto thebacks of my legs.‘Please let me feel it!’You place the dildo at the entrance to my pussy. I holdmy breath in anticipation. Suddenly the head movesupward and you’re forcing it into the tightness of my ass.Holy mother of God! The sweetness of the shaftburrowing deep into my posterior is almost unbearable.You work it inside me, long, deep thrusts that have mescr****g my nails on the concrete like a deranged a****l.Desire sweeps through me like wildfire. Brutally youravage me. I feel your fist on my pussy, kneading me likesoft island bread. I grind my hips into your hand.Without warning the fist and the dildo are gone; I’mleft cold, unsatisfied and confused. I call your name softlybut you do not answer. Time drags as I wait for your nextmove.I hear the drip-drip of our leaky basement tap. Exceptfor that and my heavy breathing there is no sound. Willyou leave me here for another few hours? God, I think thatI would die from sheer torture and frustration.And then I feel it. Its rough texture on my ass makesme creamy. I don’t need to see it to know that it’sbeautiful, like hemp, my favourite.You lift my body until I’m standing up again. Carefullyyou wind the rope around my chest and stomach in anintricate design that you have perfected over time. I wouldlove to see myself, the pale rope against my dark skin, mybig nipples peeking out. The light deprivation is nowdriving me crazy, but isn’t that the point of our littlegames? You place the rope between my legs, burying itbetween my pussy lips. It bites into adapazarı escort bayan my sensitive clit. Therope travels up between my ass cheeks. It is still sore fromthe dildo lashing. I love the feel of the rope against myraw flesh. You loop the end of the rope and secure it in aknot.I adore the feeling of being confined, of being helplessand totally at your mercy. I feel the rope on my nipples.You play with me, teasing me until I can’t take it anylonger. God, I’m about to come!Suddenly my blindfold comes off and my face isflooded with light. Even though it is only the softness ofcandles it is bright after hours of darkness.I look down and you’re on your knees, rubbing the ropeagainst my clit. ‘Oh baby, I love the way you love me.Make me come honey, make me scream.’ The rope movesfaster. ‘Oh God, I’m gonna die!’I bend my knees, opening myself up to you. I can’tbreathe. I can’t think. I can’t do anything but feel thetexture of the rope and the fire it is causing. At the perfectmoment you untie the last knot. I watch in amazement asyou scoot under me and open your mouth wide. I’mgushing, my female ejaculation spilling into your openmouth like honey from the rock. I watch you worship atthe altar of my cunt.I am woman, hear me roar as I come.Oh yes! Yes! Yes!Just when I think that it’s over you run your face upinto my pussy. My lips open amazingly releasing evenmore cream into your hungry mouth, enveloping yournose and mouth in a musky, sticky embrace.I wish that I could press your head further into mybody. I wish that I could grab your cock and shove it intomy aching hole. But you know me so well. Sometimesbetter than I know myself. You stand up and grab my asscheeks. Then you plunge your stiff, giant cock up into me.‘Who gives you the best fuck?’ you ask.You know that it’s you baby, nothing compares to you.Nothing comes close to the feel of your pulsating dick,your warm breath on my skin, the beauty of yourcontorted face as you come. Oh the taste of your come,nectar from the gods.Once again you anticipate my needs. You pull out ofme and begin rubbing your cock over my rope-clad body.How good that feels.I drop to my knees and watch you pump your cockabove me. I see it coming. Your come erupts like a geyserspewing white liquid gold all over my face. I stick mytongue out and taste the salty tang of your desire.I love being bad. How about punishing me one moretime?In seconds I’m on my back with my legs spread openwith you between them eating my pussy like it’s your lastsupper. God, you’re good with that wicked tongue. Youeat me, over and over again until I’m reduced towhimpers. Oh yes baby, make me feel like a woman. Ilove you so much. I need you so much, my sweet baby.

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