Re: Della's Multimedia game
Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 2:06 pm
Soooo many pictures *chuckles*
How about some written word to slow things down a little....
Well, it's mildly better than talking to myself.
How about some written word to slow things down a little....
Banquo wrote:
Touching Paradise
Megan had learned from her teenage years that men were easy to please, a route to a mans heart isn’t his stomach as the saying would have you believe, it is just a little lower than that. When she was younger she had sucked cock to get boys to do what she wanted. She had got the guys she dated in high school to do her homework for her, in college she had even got one guy to do her dissertation for her simply by giving him the best blowjobs he had ever had.
She had always enjoyed the power that she had always managed to drain from her boyfriends simply by giving regular head. It had got her clothes, presents, holidays. It was inevitable that eventually her dominance would step out of the shadows, and the men in her life would realise that it was she who was in control and not them as they thought.
She had actually tried being a sub once, having confused her kinky desires for submission. It was fun and she had enjoyed the spankings and the bondage, but her Master had never done things exactly how she wanted them, she longed for control, even over her own submission.
It was in this relationship that she had actually been conditioned to only be able to cum after sucking a cock. Mark her Master had spent months controlling her with chastity belts only allowing her the key when he was fully satisfied. Her prowess at going down on men had come back to bite her in the butt.
When that relationship had ended she had decided that dominance was her true destiny. Her latest victim was called Andrew, they had met on a dating site, and not long after he had admitted his desire to submit to her. She certainly knew how to pick them. Tonight she had tied him down and spent hours teasing him, stroking him, never allowing him release, he had begged her, offered her himself on a plate at beck and call to her every whim. She nodded, and said she would accept his offer of submission, she had never said she would let him cum though. She had slowly slid her tongue up and down his shaft, allowed it to dance on the head of his cock, and plunged her mouth over it.
He had moaned and begged for permission to cum. She brought him to the very edge of ecstasy her mouth warm and wet, enveloping his cock, sucking, he had edged and her mouth had pulled away with a pop. She slid her body up him, her wet pussy against his skin leaving a trail up his torso until it came to rest on his mouth. “Lick” she commanded. She lost count of the amount of times he had made her cum. Before exhausted she had fallen back on the bed, leaving him gasping and begging for release. It was at this point that she explained his role in the relationship, His cock would be her primer, she would suck him to get herself ready to cum. Then he would give her orgasm after orgasm. If he was good maybe one day she would let him cum. She almost felt guilty when he started weeping as she clicked the padlock shut on his chastity belt. Almost.
“You see Andrew, I will allow you to touch the very cusp of paradise, but you will never cum, not inside my mouth anyway….and then I will lock you up, if you are really really good, I might let you wank yourself off after I cum next time, but we will see….”
Saxon wrote:*Facepalm* oh jesus, he's quoting himself now.
Well, it's mildly better than talking to myself.
