His

It must have been 3:00a.m. when I woke up. I was in such a deep sleep and felt warm fingers pinching my nipple, I thought I was dreaming. I lay there enjoying the tingling sensation flow throughout my body while I gently came out of my slumber.

More pinching, getting tighter and harder and filling my body with a deep satisfaction yet leaving me with a greedy hunger for more. Still not awake enough to say anything, and facing away from Dreamwalker, I instinctively pushed my ass into him. He continued the pinching and pulling of my nipple and all I could do was moan and whimper that whimper he now knows to mean, more please.

I kept pushing back into him, writhing in delight, daring him, teasing him, and then I felt his grip around my throat. His breathing was getting harder and I knew the Sadist was about to make his grand entrance. Hmmmmmmmmmmm……..I do so love my sadist. My wonderfully delicious sadist.

Just as I was about to turn over, I felt his powerful hands clamp down around my neck. As he pulled me back he climbed up on me, both hands around my neck and pulled me up as he whispered, I want to come inside you now. Squeezing hard, I had no way to verbally comply so I spread my legs to invite him in…tonight he decided there would be no conversation. It was going to be his way. He really has such a way without words.

He climbed on, still squeezing my throat with both hands and pushed into me with a force that pushed my head back into the headboard. Now, I was awake, present and being used. Oh, how I love when he uses me. He fucked me hard. Harder than ever before. He thrusted all of himself into me and panted and grunted like an animal. I felt his power, he took me like his prey and I was in a deep bliss knowing that he cared nothing for my pleasure tonight.

Tonight was for him, him only and he made no apologies about it. Just thrusting, pounding, pure unadulterated hardcore caveman fucking. He pinched, bit and choked and fucked. He came, climbed off, rolled over and went to sleep. It was hot as hell and I felt like his. His to use. His to abuse. His to treasure. His.

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