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You came to my room late last night, after I was asleep. You used your mouth to wake me, softly, quietly, you aroused me until my hunger was equal to your own. Then you asked my patience, said you had something special for your Daddy and begged me to come downstairs to the dungeon with you.
We entered to the sight of candles glowing warmly. Soft music and a mild spicy scent from the candles filled the room. Sophia was on one side of the room, tied down to a bench on her back, her face obviously covered with the remains of your juices from an extended session of use. Her body was striped with lines from whips and other devices you had used to torment her - there would be a lot of bruising on her body tomorrow. It was apparent you had spent a great deal of time working up to this.
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Taking my hands in both of yours you drew me to a chair close by your toy. Then you backed over her face, your eyes on mine every moment. You sat down gently but firmly on her mouth, sealing her world with your sex. In the candle-light, with your legs spread, you glistened with wetness.
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You sat down gently but firmly on her mouth, sealing her world with your sex.
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As I watched, Sophia worked hard to please you with her tongue, but it was apparent, that such a simple pleasure was not all you were after. In your eyes I could see the look of pure evil and lust that I have come to love. The moment was drawn out… Sophia began to twist and squirm in her bonds, trying to turn one way or another to be able to catch a bit of oxygen, but your thighs maintained their control. The look in your eyes grew more intense. The struggles against your pussy were better than a lover pounding into you, better because she was suffering, better because you could tell she was beyond her ability to hold her breath, better because her body was on the edge of convulsing while you held yourself on the edge of an orgasm.
And looking into my eyes, you asked for my permission to come. It came out as an urgent pleading whisper. "Please, Daddy" and I knew what you were asking.
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Though we could both hear Sophia's desperation, I was enraptured with watching your need.
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I could see the need in your eyes, the need pent up from hours of pleasure without any completion. And for a moment I said nothing, just watched your eyes as you watched mine. Though we could both hear Sophia's desperation, I was enraptured with watching your need. Your eyes begging now, you asked again. "Please" and after another pause, I nodded.
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You came. You came loudly. Dramatically. Endlessly. And as your body tensed and released in waves, finally without that bit of your concentration you had kept focused on keeping Sophia controlled, she was able to catch bits of breath, gasping between your legs. A moment of air, then none, another gasping moment, then none as you rocked back and forth with your pleasure. The entire time your eyes stayed on mine. I know it was difficult, not to shut your eyes hard and squeeze, not to throw your head down and back as you pushed against the bench with your arms stiffened in that moment, but you know how much I enjoy watching your eyes while you come. And you struggled through it eyes wide and incredibly expressive, biting your lip, gasping in bits of breath as loudly as Sophia, but so different in meaning.
As the peak wore off, you let yourself slide backwards onto Sophia's chest. After a few more minutes of rest while nothing was said, you reached over to a waiting tape-gag and fastened it over Sophia's mouth. Another moment to make sure she could breathe through her nose, then you abandoned her like a toy set aside for later.
On your knees, you came to me then and drew me down to the carpet. The candles from the chandelier made patterns of light and shadow move sensuously across your face. In your eyes there was less urgency than before, but still that same sense of lust and dark scary places. And something more now that looked like fear. My own excitement was unappeased, but I was being patient, playing with my own edge, enjoying everything you were giving me, everything I was seeing in you. We both knew I would take what I needed when I wanted to.
I watched a mild tremble go through you and wondered. You seemed to be having difficulty keeping eye contact, but I waited. Finally you spoke in a whisper. Kneeling before me in my dungeon, with Sophia discarded a few feet away, you said "I love you". It was the first time you had said that to me.
©2002 Alex O'Neal, may not be reprinted without author's permission.
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