Day 31 - Consider A Moment
Imagine the look of pleasure on my face as he slides his tongue down the back of my spine, buries his face in my pussy. My eyes filled with something you can't quite grasp - fulfillment, perhaps? But still, they are staring straight at you. Staring only at you, naked and compromised, as I moan and gasp in appreciation. Shudders of pleasure you've never seen before wracking my body and still I stare at you.
What's getting me off? Him, or you, humiliated, betrayed and underwritten? Which would be worse? Is it both?
What about when he finally enters me? Puts his dick in that place you know that you can only want, and never have? Thrusting, penetrating me, all the while laughing, laughing at you?
What will you think then? Or will you be thinking at all?