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   I tighten the rope around your wrists, and then move on to your ankles.
You are passive and calm.  Fatalistic and resigned.  You are completely
naked, in opposition to your natural modesty.  You are aware of my eyes
taking in your body, and I enjoy your discomfort.  Your bound wrists are
tied to the bedpost by another rope, so that I have the freedom to move you
to different positions.  Your hands are above your head, and I roll you
onto your side.  I pull your knees up so that you are in the fetal
position, your bare ass sticking out for my pleasure.  I tie your ankles
tightly together with another length of rope -- everything that I am going
to do to you today can be done with your ankles together.  I have left you
to stew in silence until now, but as I yank the last knot tight, I rock
back on my heels and start talking to you as I take you in, balled up in
your submissiveness.

   "You like it when I tie you up, don't you?  Because you like the things
that I do to your body then.  The dirty, nasty things that you know you
aren't supposed to like, but do.  The rope takes away your guilt, your
responsibility for your dark desires.  They excuse your pleasure." You
remain silent and unmoving.  I enjoy stripping your mind before I play with
you.  "You are a dirty, nasty little boy, aren't you?  You like it when I
touch you, stroke you, suck you, stick things in you.  You like to shoot
your warm, white cream into the air, don't you?  Spill it into a pool on
your belly?  Squirt it onto the roof of my mouth?" I move around so that I
can see your cock cradled in the bend of your body.  It is predictably hard
and pressing on your belly.  "You touch yourself when you're alone, don't
you?  You rub it and stroke it until you release yourself.  You are a very
bad, very slutty little boy."

   I decide to start with your ass today.  I move back around to the other
side, and grasp your cheeks with my fingers and pull them apart, exposing
your still-tight asshole.  I feel the muscles in your ass tighten and try
to squeeze your cheeks back together again, resisting my invasion.  I run a
finger lightly over your puckered entrance, to focus your mind on the point
of my ministrations.  I stop and press lightly, pushing in ever so
slightly. I lean over and rub my nose in your crack, running it up and
down, inhaling you.  You are slick and hairless from my shaving, the way I
like it.  You were humiliated with your ass in the air and cheeks pulled
apart while I shaved you smooth, but that's another story.  I stop at your
button, and extend my tongue out to touch it.  "You like that too, don't
you.  You like to feel my tongue on your ass, licking it like a dog." I
begin licking you, lapping over and over in short strokes.  I pause and
circle my lips around your asshole and start sucking.  While maintaining
the suction, I point my tongue and thrust it into you, forcing it past the
ring of muscles and into your anus.  I fuck your ass with my tongue for a
few moments, and then withdraw, leaving you laying there, waiting, and
wanting more.

   I walk over to the dresser and get the vibrator, a large black shaft
with ribs going down it, to better stimulate those sensitive nerves in your
ass.  I pull one cheek firmly up with my right hand and spit down onto your
asshole.  I rub the spit around in circles, massaging the saliva into you.
I push the tip of my finger in and start moving it in and out, working to
loosen you up and prepare you.  I feel the tightness in your sphincter
muscle begin to relax and accept the presence of a foreign object in your
ass.  I lean over and look at your hard cock again.  Pre-cum is smeared
across your belly where the head is rubbing it.  I won't touch you yet and
give you the satisfaction that you want.  The attention to your ass feels
good, but not enough to release.  I pull my finger out abruptly and
position the large head of the dildo at the entrance to your ass.  I feel
your breathing change in apprehension.  I push it all the way in one
stroke, knowing the pain and pleasure that comes from being filled up in
that way.  "You enjoy feeling a cock in your ass, don't you?  A big, hard
cock sticking in your ass.  It makes you want to squirt cum everywhere,
doesn't it?" I switch the vibrator on to increase the sensations, and start
pumping it in and out in long strokes, pulling it almost out each time.

   I push it all the way in, lodging it firmly there, still vibrating your
ass, and grab your heavy leg and pull, rolling you onto your back.  Your
hands are above your head and your knees are butterflied open, your ankles
still tied together.  You cock is purple with blood and straining for
release.  I take the end of the vibrator and push it up on the inside so
that it is pressing on your prostate, massaging it with vibrations.  I rub
the vibrator back and forth, pushing on that spot.  You let out a soft
groan, the first noise you have made.  I glance up and see you still
staring at the ceiling, refusing to engage in what I am doing to your body,
but enjoying it nonetheless.  You can't help it.  You don't want to, but
you don't have a choice.  Your cock has a mind of its own.

   I lean down again and press my nose on the outside of your prostate,
below your balls, and lick hard, lapping again, so that you are squeezed
from both the inside and out.  My swirling tongue moves up and finds your
balls.  I roll them around in your sack with my tongue.  I suck one into my
mouth, and then the other, while the vibrator continues to work in your
ass. I rise up, leaving your knees spread open, and straddle your torso,
not touching you but looking down at you.  You instinctively close your
eyes, but I tell you to open them, and force you to look at me.  I stare
intensely into your green eyes.  "Open your mouth." Your lips part
slightly. "Wider.  Open up like you want something in it." You open wide,
and I reward you by spitting a long string of saliva down into your mouth,
dripping off the end of my tongue, dripping like my pussy is dripping down
my thighs.  "Suck my tongue like a good boy.  I know you like to suck.  Do
it like the nasty little boy that you are." I lean down and give you my
tongue, my soft lips touching yours.  You suck it into your mouth
tentatively at first, then harder, like a baby sucking on a bottle.  I can
hear the vibrator continue to hum in your ass.

   I can't stand it any longer.  I am the one in control, but I need what
you have too.  Whose need is greater?  Who is really in control?  I reach
back with my left hand while you continue to suck my tongue, and grab your
balls, squeezing them.  I raise my hips up, and lower myself down onto your
stiff rod.  You are hard as a rock, and I know that you are now feeling the
vibrator moving in your ass, your balls in my hand, my wet tongue in your
mouth, and my hot, tight pussy wrapped around your cock.  I want to
overload you with sensations.  I want nothing to exist in your universe but
me, filling up all of your senses.  I slide up and down on your cock,
pumping you, but I feel your balls tighten in my hand and your cock start
to twitch almost immediately.  I know you don't want to lose it yet, but I
want to pull it out of you.  I rise up off of you and quickly grasp your
hard rod in my hand.  I spit down the shaft and mix my saliva with my
juices, rubbing it up and down.  Your orgasm was already building and I
stroke you into it.  The curtain of my hair falls down as I bend my face
over your hard cock, and I watch as you begin to squirt long strings of hot
cum into the air, aiming it at my face.  It shoots across the bridge of my
nose and into my hair, down my cheeks, and drips over my lips.  It
continues to pulsate out of your hole and run down my hand.  I lean down
and lick the head, swirling my tongue in your pee hole, sucking your cum
hungrily into my mouth.  After I have finished licking it up, I move up to
your face again.  I touch my wet, dripping lips to yours and kiss you,
sliding my warm tongue into your mouth, still salty with your cum, and
share it with you.  You open your eyes and meet mine.  "I love you."