Addiction's blog: "Erotic Stories People Send Me"

I sit on a high back chair the smoke of a fresh lit cigarette drifting in the room I think back and reflect upon the events that brought me much joy this past night. Looking towards the doorway to the chamber where it took place. Where she sleeps a fitful sleep, a smile upon her lips.

 

She called and said she wanted to play out some thing we have been talking about. I smile think she is such a good girl to me. such a good lil slut always pleasing me. Now I am going to give us much enjoyment.

 

I settle back after the phone clicks as I hang it up. Then I walk to my chamber and pull out a small, wheeled tray laying upon it, an assortment of tools and toys.  Various clamps and weights, a few long slender dildos, a cat of nine tails, shackles, and bindings silks.  I lift a long leather package wrapped in oil skin. As I unwrap the skin and the sterling silver pommel and walnut handle is exposed.  Carefully I slide the sharp blade from its place in the worn leather sheath, wiping the blade off I set it upon the velvet covering.

 

The candles are placed in their holders and await the flame of life to give them a dual purpose the light will have and the pleasure of their heat upon her skin

 

I place the shackles upon the pole attaching them securely but lose enough to let her struggle a bit, affixing the bindings for her hands where her hands will be.  I smile satisfied they will hold. Then lifting the leather strap, I crack the supple leather a few times thrilling in the sharp sound it makes

 

Looking back at the chamber as I leave through the curtained opening, I head to shower and slip out of my bathrobe. As I step into the steaming shower my mind drifts to thoughts of tonight.. of the pleasure, the terror, the ecstasy…

 

A smile crosses my lips as I slip out of the shower water trailing along my body, in tiny little rivers over my muscular frame. I take a towel drying my body and roughly rubbing my long auburn hair. I feel the stirrings of my being come alive as thoughts and plans spring into my mind.  I hang the towel up upon the holder and walk out of the bathroom heading to the kitchen.  I fix a cup of coffee, sipping it as I pull a sharpening stone out and walk back through the heavy, black velvet curtained room. I retrieve the knife as I pull it from its place running the blade over the smooth stone refining the edge to the sharpness of a scapulae placing it to the leather sheath once more

 

I walk to my bedroom lifting a pair of black jeans, slipping them onto my form, sliding them over my ass and buttoning them.  Looking at the black satin poets shirt before slipping it over my muscled chest letting it drift covering my body.

 

Placing the knife into the belt of my jeans, I finish my coffee and light a cigarette off one of the few lit candles.  Looking out the window as the sun begins to drift in, its decent welcoming the darkness  of the night the time we have chosen for us. I smile knowing she will be here soon

 

Placing my high leather boots on I walk out into the rooms turning out the electric lights replacing them with candles. Watching them as they flare to life, their flickering light dancing upon the items along the wall and old bow the flickering gleam of steel of the swords hanging there

 

I settle into the darkened corner awaiting the start of this evening. It is going to be surprise, as I lean back, a cup of fresh coffee in my hands.  The wood and silver pommel of the knife resting in the small of my back like it is at home there.  Soon I will use it to fulfill yet another purpose. I close my eyes and finish my smoke placing the butt into a ashtray as car light slide up the wall and a engine softly hums to a stop and shuts off outside. I hear the car door open and shut softly. I hear her soft foot falls upon the steps my,  sharpened finger nails digging slightly into my leather chair.  I rise hearing the keys in the lock slowly being turned in the silence. Out here in the middle of the country no one will hear her, but there is silence as I hear the bolt of the lock slide into its place and the door open slowly.

 

Her luscious form is visible, a light white blouse clinging to her supple breasts. A loose flowing black skirt swirls silently along her legs, concealing her soft creamy thighs and what I know to be a wet treasure mine for the taking all I have to do is take it

 

I smile as she shuts the door. I slide quickly to her, wrapping my hand over her mouth my other hand gripping her in tight grasps.  I growl softly into her ear, “You are mine now my pretty “

 

I feel her whimper under my hand and shake a bit knowing she has come to the spider’s trap like the fly, “You will not scream my pretty, unless I let you. Is that under stood?”

 

Letting go of her arm, I slide my fingers through her hair, gripping it tightly.  She nods.  Slowly I pull back slightly on her hair,  “right lil one?”  she mumbles a “yes”  through my hand.  I slowly lower my hand from her mouth pulling her head to the same side, I bite upon her soft creamy neck feeling her pulse in my mouth rushing in fear and excitement

 

I reach back behind my back slipping the sharp knife free of it's home. “You are a delicious lil morsel my dear. I will enjoy you fully.”

 

Pulling the blade out before her eyes. Watching as they widen, I trail the tip along her low cut blouse, slowly pulling it from her body

 

“Tsk,  Tsk. This will not do.  I like my beauties to bear their gifts for me, not conceal them.” I slip the blade between her heaving breasts, slowly sliding the sharp edge out,  slicing through the material letting it fall to her sides. Her upper body as pale and soft is mine now to devour as I see fit. Trailing the cold steel point along her breast, I slide the blade flat across her nipples watching them swell and harden at the touch of the cold blade. Pulling the blade away I nod towards the heavy curtain, “Go over there. Go!” I toss her in that direction and she falls to her hands and knees.

 

I walk over towards the curtain looking down at her “Move lil one” I growl softly. She climbs and crawls quickly to the room folding the curtain open for me as I enter through candle lit room  I step into the room as she follows me rising to her feet. I reach out and pull her towards me roughly the knife still held tightly in my hand as I toss her to the bed, the bed bouncing slightly as she falls upon it.

 

Striding over to her, I lean down sliding my hand along her thighs.  Slipping my hands under her skirt, feeling the heat of her excitement.  I slip the knife to the waist of her skirt. Pulling quickly, slicing through the material, slowly sliding the blade the full length of her skirt, flicking it from her form exposing her form fully to me my nails digging slightly into her thighs.  Looking into her eyes I see her secret desires and passions there, her fears gone, the rush of sensual excitement flowing forth now

 

I look at her as she whimpers.  As I smile towards her, sliding my fingers along her thighs,  letting my nails leaving tiny red trails upon her body. I smile hearing her whimper under my touch.  Pulling her from the bed I take her to the pole and lock her ankles into the shackles and bind her wrists in the silken cords. 

 

I reach over to the table and pull the cat of nine tails up into my hand.  My muscles flexing over the handle as I hold it in my hand. I lightly trail the cool leather along her confined body. Making sure it is, I wish it, with enough room for her to struggle a bit.

 

With a deft flick of my wrist I swat her ass with the leather tails, hearing her yelping cry of pleasure

I lean forward and growl to her, “Another one my pretty?”

 

As she nods, I flick my wrist again, crossing her firm ass with another swipe of the tails. A smile crosses my face as she slightly parts her thighs, seeing them slick with her wetness. Suddenly, swatting the tails upwards across her wetness, slapping lightly upon her clit she whimpers and whispers “please

 

I smile darkly swatting upwards against her clit once more.  Placing the whip onto the table, I lean and whisper into her ear, my nails caressing her ass. I trail the sharp points along her soft skin. Sliding them to her dripping wetness, letting my fingers slide along her velvety opening, slick with her wetness. I lightly rake my nails along her clit feeling her jump at the excitement that has her heightened in pleasure.

 

Slipping my free hand into her hair wrapping it tightly, I pull her head up to kiss her deeply. My tongue probing and dancing with hers she returns the kiss with a greater passion, her body heaving she whispers “please, Please!” softly as I pull her lips from mine

 

I lean and ask “please what”

 

She replies “May have relief from the aching I am feeling?”

 

Slipping three fingers deeply into her, my thumb roughly rubbing her clit in slow strong circular motions

I tell her “you may”

 

She lets forth a scream, as her body tenses and swells in the passion of her first orgasm. I feel her wet passage milking my fingers. Gripping them, tugging them.  Her sweet honey flowing freely from her opening, along her velvety lips, dripping over her thighs.  I slide my fingers from her and lap at her sweet essence licking all but one finger clean, that I place near her mouth. She eagerly sucks it into her mouth tasting her juices, whimpering at her own natural sweetness, sucking upon my finger now like she would my massive shaft. My cock that is  straining against my jeans.  I lift the knife and slice through the bindings on her wrists, freeing her hands, catching her as she buckles and drops to her knees.

 

She weakly works the shackles free as I stand over her, looking at her. She looks up at me, pleading with her eyes, Her words are mere whispers “please let me taste you. Allow me to please you with my unworthy self.”

 

I wrap my hands into her hair pulling her a bit more upright.  I feel her hands sliding up my legs, her nails pressing through the material.  Rubbing over the swollen mass in my crotch. She sniffs deeply, smelling a musky  scent, my scent. Her deft fingers working to slip open the belt the buckle. Letting it clink lightly in the silence, she opens the clasp on the leather strap, and works her hands now to the buttons upon my jeans.  Slipping the silver button through it's opening, the closure now open. She slowly slides the zipper down, slowly exposing the darkness of the fine hairs that surround my thick, hard, throbbing shaft. The zipper sliding lower, slowly exposing more of my hardness to her, as she slides her hand into my jeans, wrapping her hand around the pulsing hardened shaft as it springs free from the confines of the denim.  She smiles as she leans forward lightly kissing the head of my swollen cock, trailing the tip of her tongue around it as she looks up, pleading with her eyes.

 

“You may lil one,” I state simply. She opens her mouth into an o and slips my shaft fully into her warm, wet mouth, her tongue caressing the full length of my hardening shaft. I reach down and tightly grip her hair intertwining it in my fingers, urging my lil slut to go faster.  Swallowing all she can, she pushes her self to suck harder and deeper, taking me deeper into her throat.  Moaning softly upon my rigid flesh, her nails biting deeply into my thigh as she sucks with the pure abandon of a wanton slut.  Fucking her own face upon my shaft, milking my cock, coaxing my sweet flow of pre cum from the small opening.

 

I moan deeply in my chest signs from me urge her on seeking to please me and make me Cum

 her mouth is fluid upon the soft skin of my hard cock slipping her lips over and over quickly growling deeply in my chest pending my release I slam her mouth fully upon my hard on pulsing in the first signs of the orgasm my cock pulsing in her mouth her tongue sliding along the underside of my shaft. the Growls coming from my soul telling her it is near I explode forth  the first pulsing jet of thick milky cum deeply into her meager waiting mouth.

 

with all abandon she saviors each pulsing jet of thick fluid slowly stroking her hand firmly along my shaft

coaxing all of my sweet seed from my laden balls moans and squeals of excitement slowly I slip from her mouth she smiles softly thank you she says licking the corner of her mouth lapping up a stray trail of cum from my cock

 

I look at her quivering form laying there I raise my hand and she rises I point towards the bed she lays down upon the soft comforter her arms raised above her head I take one wrist and the other binding her with silken cords slipping her thighs apart binding them as well  I look at her helpless and resting upon the bed

I slip off my shirt now placing my body into a robe  slowly letting her see all my naked form for a briefest minute

 

I look at her body naked and helpless before me I pick up a piece of satin covering her eyes

looking at my table of assorted toys and tools lifting the knife once more I lift it trailing the point to her inner thigh lightly dragging it along her creamy white skin leaning to softly bite her soft skin, my teeth leaving there marks upon her. I trail my tongue along her soft supple skin smelling the scent of her arousal strong, lapping the little essence coating her inner thighs lightly. I slide my finger up and down along her soaked opening coating my finger, smiling as I lightly rake the blade along her skin close to her tunnel of passion, the blade slicing her slightly a bright crimson trail flowing along her skin I trace my tongue along her small flow savoring the coppery taste flowing into my mouth lapping and sucking more of the life essence into my mouth her moans deep and passionate thrashing in her bindings I slide my nails along her skin, trailing more red marks, trailing the point of the knife along her tummy, circling her belly button, working up along the cleft of her breasts, sliding the cold steel point to one nipple, slowly swirling at round her hardening buds of her nipples. I slowly follow her trail of the blade as my moist hot tongue is swirling around the other nipples and I clamp hard upon her nipple pulling it with my teeth, tugging lightly swirling my tongue along her hardened nipple within my mouth slipping the blade away to pull upon her other nipple my nail pinching it and tugging hard upon it. Her whimpers turn to screams of pleasure I smile and bite down just a bit harder hearing her cry

 

I settle back lifting the blade once more trailing the edge along her inner thigh settling the flat of the blade to her wet opening slipping it up and down over her clit. The cold metal causes her to thrash in pleasure, but I pull the blade away and bring it to her lips. Her tongue snakes out to lap her essence from the blade, and a soft purr can be heard from her as my nail slowly trail along her body. The next thing is an audible slat against her wetness and her deep moans as I torture her clit with my hand and nails, smiling I slide down her body, my hand raking my nails as I go, sliding the tip of my tongue along her harden jewel of desire nipping it with my sharp teeth. Her screams of desire turn to soft moans and pants pleading to release her orgasm that has been building for me time. I look up at her and slide my tongue along her opening parting her folds with my probing tongue I look up and growl then push her over the edge into bliss as I lap quickly her sweet flowing nectar tasting of ambrosia of old times lapping faster not losing a drop it coating my face and beard. I nip at her clit biting softly, suckling her velvety lips into my mouth, feeling them slip through my lips.

 

I look up and simply nod, her body racked in a uncontrollable quiver as she releases the orgasm that has been building he sweet honey slipping from her velvet opening flowing across my tongue savoring all of her sweetness as my tongue laps faster along the slick opening her moans not softening as I look up at her. Turning towards the tray I pick up a short leather handle with a firm piece of leather, swatting it across her clit feeling her flinch and ask for more again; a soft thwaps is heard against moist skin, and after a few more swats I place it down and smile thinking on her next torturous pleasure.

 

I walk back to the tray picking up a piece of ice out of the insulated bucket trailing it along her skin seeing her again quiver at the sensations assaulting her not knowing where my next touch or feel will be. I lift the ice from her body moving slowly to slide it upon her inner thigh, the sensitive skin lightly along her hardened jewel straining against her velvety folds, trailing it up along her stomach towards her breasts, watching her nipples strain further watching the last of the ice melt away into a cool liquid.

 

I smile leaning to get the candle from the table I bring it close the black taper dripping in wax I tilt it watching the melted wax hit her hot skin trailing upon her nipples leaving rivulets of wax along her breasts. Smiling softly to myself I watch the wax harden upon her soft supple skin. Leaning in, picking the wax slowly from her reddened skin my long sharp nails scratching her skin softly, leaving trails of red marks along her flesh.

As I am looking at her she whispers “please take me as you wish.” She whimpers and reaches out nearing my skin, her eyes a silent plea.

“Yes lil one, you may touch me.”

Her hand softly caresses my thigh her eyes looking into mine as her hand slowly slides along my inner thigh her touch soft and light upon my skin  her nails lightly trailing along my skin.

I gasp at the sensation, her nails sink harder into my skin scratching me.

“Please let me taste you once more,” her hands opening my robe exposing my body her eyes gazing upon that what she desires to touch to hold. Her hand lightly grazes along my heavy balls lightly squeezing them sliding her hand slowly along the hardening shaft of my cock slowly sliding her hand up and down along the velvety skin. Her mouth slowly lowers to taste my skin the musky sent strong in her nose slowly she takes more of my cock into her mouth her moist tongue lathering along the hardness tasting every inch of the treat I allow her to savor. Her attentions bring forth my own moans of excitement as her mouth works vigorously upon my velvety skin. Moaning turning slowly towards growls, I feel my orgasm build within my body letting my seed spill forth into her mouth down her throat. Her moans reverberate along my hardened flesh as I growl with my release, looking at her as my cock slips from her mouth watching her lick her lips hungrily. I smile, wrapping my hand into her hair tightly pulling her to the whipping post once more.

I chain her to it as she thrashes about, lifting the rattan cane swatting it firmly across her ass watching the redness well up as I lash out again with the cane the snapping crack heard loud as she knows she is not permitted to scream till I permit her to. Placing the cane to the table I look at her and tell her she may scream. She whimpers softly,  ‘Thank you, Master,” and her screams erupt out of her much to my delight as I continue softly rubbing her ass, the heated skin warm to the touch. I swat across her ass again, the strike stinging my hand I raise my hand up once more and lash it down upon her flesh. A smiles crosses my face as she again screams in delight and pain. Looking towards the table I pick up the flogger slapping the leather strips lightly upon my hand. I lash them across her ass feeling the stopping as my swing hits it’s mark. She whimpers and moans softly ‘please Master give me permission to cum.” I look at her and ponder her request a moment. “Not yet lil one,” as I slide my finger along her wet opening feeling her wetness slide along my finger bringing it to my mouth letting her sweet honey caresses my tongue I smiles at her wetness

reaching up releasing her from the bindings I toss her body towards the bed. Reaching and parting her thighs widely I secure her in a set of leather shackles and tighten them so her legs remain parted widely for my desires. I slowly trail my tongue back along her inner thigh tasting her essence there slowly working to towards her honey pot slowly licking upon her silken folds lapping at them sucking the sweetened flesh into my mouth, slowly circling my tongue along her clit flicking it rapidly with my tongue feeling her squirm lapping her slit my probing tongue working deeper into her heavenly passage. I moan into her heated folds, driving her closer to the edge again, my tongue lapping her sweet nectar quickly.

“Cum my lil whore,” I command her.  

Her body quivers at the words, shaking as her climax is reached and exceeded, lapping her faster bringing her wetness to my hungry mouth .