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Memoirs of a Dreamer Ch. 01

By: DarkDreamerwithHope





Memoirs of a Dreamer Ch. 01



Slipping into the room, she went to check on Nephew. He rolled over, tossed off the covers and guided her to his throbbing cock.  Eagerly her lips parted and wrapped around him, her tongue flicking and teasing the head.  He squirmed and groaned as her fingers lightly teased up his thigh to stroke his swollen balls. Swallowing him deep into her throat as he bucked up, she reached a finger down and teased the sensitive place under his balls. Teasing with lips and fingers while her tongue lashed and licked each pulsing inch, she reveled in the way she was able to make him move beneath her mouth and hands. His groans made the moisture between her legs seep quicker. As she moaned around his rigid shaft, he reached down and stroked the hair from her face, watching as she bobbed up and down on his aching dick. Her lips tightened as she sucked harder and deeper, tasting his pre-cum, hungry for more.

Shortly she heard the door open.  Without pausing she shifted on the bed, so she could see Uncle. He took a seat at the table in the room and asked Nephew if he was enjoying his evening.  They invited him to join them, but he declined, stating that he was content where he was, enjoying the view.  As she continued licking and sucking, Uncle began coaching them, telling them what to do, asking what it felt like.  The more he talked, encouraging, instructing, the hotter she got.  Soon, unable to take the teasing any longer she slid onto the bed and straddled Nephew, driving his cock hard and fast into her dripping pussy. Gasping as he bucked up against her, forcing her to take him deeper, she struggled to hold her orgasm.  Uncle continued, adding comments and questions to his instructions and encouragements.  

Growing hotter she yanked her top off and heard Uncle telling her, ‘Yes, that’s it… go for it, use that hard young cock… cum babe, soak him with your juices.’  Unable to hold back any longer, hearing the command, she arched her back and drove Nephew’s cock hard into her tightening pussy, biting back a scream as she came, as commanded.  Twisting and squirming she rode him hard as instructed. Aching to feel both sets of hands on her feverish body, she begged Uncle to come touch her.  He walked over and ran his knuckles over the side of her breast then grasped it firmly and squeezed, kneading her flesh as she wiggled and whimpered, pleading for him to take her too.  He gave her nipple one quick twist and pinch and returned to his chair. ‘ No my dear, I am enjoying the show to much… I want to watch you cum again and again as you fuck that horny young cock.’

No matter how she groaned and pleaded, he would not give in to her cries, instead instructing his nephew to grab her tits, make her scream with pleasure.  She could feel his eyes burning along her heated flesh, making her burn even hotter, making her juices flow faster.  ‘Take your skirt off my naughty lady, I want to see your sweet ass.’  She fumbled with the clasp, unzipped her skirt and drew it off over her head, without missing a stroke.  ‘That’s better my dear… now you want that ass spanked don’t you?’ 

Shaking as spasms of need wracked her body, she could only whimper and nod.  The feel a hand caressing her ass, made her shiver.  Then without warning, smack!  She gasped and bucked, juices flowing quicker as his hand stroked over her ass again then smacked her.  ‘That’s right, spank that naughty ass, she loves it, make her cum hard.’  The combination of commands, comments and action just seemed to make her hotter and wilder.  As her ass was spanked and her nipples twisted and pinched, she started cumming hard, over and over. ‘That’s right my naughty lady, soak that hot young stud.’ Finally, when she did not think she could take anymore, Nephew pulled her down and told her to go take care of Uncle.

Taking a moment to catch her breath, she glanced over at Uncle, a wicked gleam in her eye.  She slipped off the bed and sashayed over to Uncle, kneeling down at his feet, her voice husky with pent up need, she asked if she might please him.  He nodded and she reached for his shorts, opening them and sliding them down as he stood for her.  Soon she had her lips wrapped around him, sucking him deep and hard.  She was so hungry for him, could not get enough.  He ran his finger through her hair brushing it back so he could caress her cheek and watch her mouth work on his aching cock.  

Soon she felt hands on her hips lifting them.  Keeping Uncle deep in her mouth she rose up, and felt a hard cock slid deep inside her tight pussy.  Two cocks at once, one of her fantasies fulfilled.  Sucking furiously as Nephew pounded her pussy hard, she shivered and came, again, then again until with a groan they climaxed together. Exhausted she slipped to the floor swallowing still and licking Uncle clean as Nephew smacked her one last time and moved away.  Uncle sat for a moment running his fingers through her hair, waiting while she caught her breath. Curled up on her knees between his legs, she laid her head against him and just enjoyed the closeness.  He continued caressing her hair and shoulders as she settled down and quit shaking and shivering.  When some of her strength had returned she gently kissed his thigh and rose to feet, looking for her clothes.

After taking a bit to stretch, she dressed and kissed Nephew goodbye, he had already fallen asleep while she and Uncle were relaxing.  Once her clothes were on and tidy, Uncle walked her to her car, thanking her for a wonderful evening.  She kissed him softly on the cheek and told him ‘No, thank you… it was fantastic… you were amazing.’  After a quick hug, she slid into her car and headed home.  She could see him in the rear view mirror watching as she left. She wondered would she ever see them again. The drive home was quiet, just the breeze blowing through the open windows.  No music, she wanted to think, consider all the things she had learned tonight about herself. She knew one thing for sure, her hunt was successful, and her lord would be pleased.






Memoirs of a Dreamer Ch. 02







Memoirs of a Dreamer Ch. 02



Just as I thought I could wait no longer, he would come to me, wrap me in his embrace and slide his swollen hard cock deep into my dripping pussy. Thrusting hard, he would bury himself with one stroke, and my legs would wrap around him, pulling him deeper. Gently, tenderly, he would take me, his lips capturing mine again, letting me taste myself on his lips. Long, deep strokes beginning slow and building in speed and tempo would send me careening over the top again. 

As I peaked and my muscles tensed, he would drive hard into me, grinding firmly against my clit, riding out yet another orgasm. Over and again would he make me cum, groaning softly in my ear and encouraging me to greater heights of passion. Only after they began coming one on top of another would he cease pausing, instead driving faster, slamming deeper, ramming harder until with a loud cry muffled as he bit my neck, he would explode with me, within me. His hot cream coating me, filling me, and making me spiral out into another universe. 

Quietly he would wrap me up in his arms and legs, planting soft whispery kisses all over my shaking, quaking form. His voice tender and sweet as he talked me down from the heights to which he had driven me. As my breath was once more reclaimed and I melted into his embrace, he would cuddle me close and hold me as we drifted off to sleep. Safe and secure in his strong arms, no nightmares, no fears would disturb my rest. Peace was mine, to have and to hold.






Memoirs of a Dreamer Ch. 02



After some thought she admitted to letting many things slide, told Him she had lost focus. He asked her why she lost focus, and from the abruptness of His questions, she knew He was being stern with her. Her fingers hesitated over the keys as she struggled to think and not feel, but it was a battle she was destined to lose. She explained that a big part of why she had lost focus was because she had been so focused on work, she let other things slide. She tried to help Him understand, it was not the time she spent with Him, or the changes He was making in her life, rather it was that when she became totally focused on one thing, it was as if she had become obsessed. 

She told Him there were other small things, and He asked her what. She replied,  "the small things don't matter, they always fit into the spaces, and they are kept there, kept small." 

"But that was not the question was it?" She knew as soon as she answered that He would reprimand her for not answering the question directly, so as His reply appeared she was already typing the answer she knew He wanted. 

She knew she could not side step with Him or distract Him, why she continued to try, she was not sure, perhaps because it was habit. No one had ever cared before, worried, or noticed when she did it. Was she testing Him? Without realizing, she was doing it? She did not need to, this she knew, so why? Puzzled she tried harder to not fall into old habits and patterns. She wanted so desperately to please and do the correct thing. She continued, telling Him that when she stopped juggling she became lost. She was too used to doing many things at once, and this was what enabled her to stay focused.  "We will see,"  was His response. 

 "See what Sir? 

"How well you do."

"Now how are you feeling?"  This was a question she learned he loved to ask. Since they talked online, she knew it was the only way He had of knowing how she was feeling, and it was His way of making her examine her feelings and dealing with them. Once more, she tried to side step. She was feeling so many things, and most were not pleasant. She was fearful and ashamed of the feelings washing over her. She did not want her Lord to know how she felt, for she was afraid of disappointing Him. Again, He would not let her slide, He repeated His question and waited patiently for an answer. 

Finally, she told Him,  "Lost, lonely, confused, hurt, angry…" 

"Why?" was His only response. 

Many minutes later He told her,  "Take it one at a time and tell me." 

"I can't"

"You can if you want to."  She hesitated for a very long time, unsure of how to tell Him why she could not explain.  " Are you angry with me?" 

"No. Angry with myself."

"Why?"  One of His favorite questions, one she had become used to hearing and now expected whenever she shared with Him. Again, she sat for long moments, tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggled to cope with the feelings and remember to trust. As the battle inside her raged on, He asked,  "Are you going to tell me?" 

Patience was one quality she knew her Lord possessed, but she also knew there were limits. Everyone had limits, and she did not want to test His. Finally, she answered,  "There are many reasons, and most do not make any sense to me. None of what I am feeling makes sense to me right now. And I forgot to add 'ashamed and scared to how I feel."

"If it does not make sense then do not worry about it. Are you ashamed of us and what is happening?" 

"No."

"Then of what?" 

"Me."

"Why? Lonely because you know a day will come when you will move on away from me or because you need more then I can give from here?" 

"Lonely because I want someone to hold me and there is no one. It is still something I have not gotten used to, but it is better than it used to be."

"Now do you see why I ask you to 'hunt'? You need this and you will never find that someone by staying at the house. You need not feel any of this if you have learned from all this and I believe you have learned much more than you know. Are you crying?"  The question she had been dreading, He finally asked. 

 "Yes Sir." 

"Why? Do you not see that I care? If I did not, would I have taken the time for all this?" 

"Yes Sir. I know you do care."

"So why cry when you are learning? One should only cry if they have stopped learning in life." 

"I cry when I am angry. I always have." 

After a moment, He told her that He had a call to make and He would be right back. After a few minutes, He was back and she welcomed Him. 

 "Are you done being upset?" 

"I am not crying anymore."

"Was it worth it?" 

"I don't know."

"Well it is time to be happy for you have learned a new thing, have you not?" 

"Learning is good." 

So, He told her to be happy, not sad, angry, or ashamed or any of the other things she had been feeling. It was not that easy for her, but she could not tell Him. He asked her how she was feeling now, and she replied that she was biting her tongue. 

 "Do you want to yell at me?" 

"To keep from being a smartass."

"That is good. Then you have worked through it if you are ready to be a smartass. I am a pain in the ass with all this, I know."  She asked Him why He did it, then quickly told Him never mind. She knew as soon as she asked, what the answer was, for in many ways He was like her. He enjoyed helping people, teaching, and watching them grow. He told her it was ok to ask, but she probably already knew that, did she not. 

 "Yes"  He asked her if she thought He did it to be mean, but she already knew why and told Him, "no, not at all." 

"Then what?"  She told Him she should not have asked that question; He replied,  "But you have asked so now we must find the answer."  She told him she realized the answer as soon as she asked.  "And what is it?" 

Uncertain how to answer she asked,  "Do we have to go there?"

"If not then you must give me a reason why. For it is a simple statement is it not?" 

"I don't know for sure why You do it, but I know why I do it." 

"For you to learn and grow." 

"And I do… do the same to people I care about." 

Again, He told her He needed to use the phone and He would be right back. Somewhat calmer she waited for Him to return. When He did, it was to tell her that He had to go, but told her also that they would finish their talk tomorrow. She hugged Him and wished Him sweet dreams. He signed off.






Memoirs of a Dreamer Ch. 03







Memoirs of a Dreamer Ch. 03



“I think you are My pet. I believe you would be more comfortable if you took the robe off now.”

Sighing she nodded and replied, “Yes Sir.” She slipped the robe off, folded it and laid it on the chair where she had put her dress earlier. Only now did she notice that her dress was gone. Shivering again she returned to her spot and drew her knees up, wrapping her arms around them and looked again into the fire.

Lord J set down His tools and watched her for a few minutes. She looked so lost, and yes nervous. He believed it was only because of Lord D that she felt this way, or at least sincerely hoped it was. After all, He had seen her many times on cam and knew her intimately, but then again, this was the first time in real life He had seen her so perhaps she was shy and uncomfortable being naked in front of Him as well. Either way, He knew He had to put her at ease and quickly, or she would withdraw even more, and He knew just the way to do it.

“My pet… I think it is time you learned some of the positions a proper lady uses.” He had not planned on using positions with her just yet, but it was the only way He could see to help her overcome her shyness and reassure her that she was indeed a pleasure to look at.

“Yes Sir,” she replied quietly. She knew what was coming and why, but it was hard to be naked in front of them. She was not modest, but she was shy, and that ugly horse was rearing his head again. Wanting to show Him what she had learned, she shifted positions, going to her knees, knees and feet together, she sat back on her heels, placed her hands palm down on top of her thighs, squared her shoulders and glanced at her Lord. “Better Sir?” she asked.

“Yes My pet,” He told her smiling softly at her. “I see you have been studying. Have you learned any other positions?”

“Somewhat Sir,” she answered quietly. “Tabling, kneeling presentation and standing presentation, are the only others I have been able to find out about Sir. I know each Dom has His own preferences so positions vary from Dom to Dom.”

“I see… well that is a good start. You have done well My pet.”

“Thank you Sir.” Glowing from the pride in His voice, she relaxed as much as the position allowed her to, and lowered her eyes.

Lord D had been watching her since she first took the robe off, but she refused to meet His eyes. He was going to speak to her when Lord J spoke up. He was glad He waited. Watching intently, He was amazed at the change, which came over her when Lord J spoke to her. It was more than the shift in positions too, something deeper. Where she first appeared tense and uncomfortable, now she was relaxed and at ease, and when Lord J praised her, the way her eyes brightened, told Him how much she valued Lord J’s approval. If anything, she was more beautiful and alluring now, then when she first arrived. However, she still would not meet His gaze, and He wanted to see her eyes.

“Little one?” He saw her tense when He spoke. Aching to see her as relaxed with Him as she was with Lord J, He left His chair and went to her. Lifting her chin with one finger, He told her, “You are so beautiful. There is no need to be shy in front of Me. You please Me very much.”

“Yes Sir. Thank you Sir.”

Hearing the hesitation in her voice, He knew she did not really believe Him, and there was only one way He knew to convince her. He looked at Lord J; seeking permission to do what He knew needed to be done. When Lord J nodded, He turned back to her and told her softly, tenderly, “Spread you knees little one.”

“Yes Sir,” she said meekly and shifted slightly, spreading her knees.

“Wider My little one, as wide as you can.” He told her firmly.

Tremulously, she complied; opening her knees as far as she comfortably could and looked at her Lord with a question in her eyes.

“Yes My pet. You are to do exactly what Lord D instructs you to do, just as if it were Me.”

With a sigh of acceptance, she looked back at Lord D, waiting to see what He wanted her to do next. Her eyes met His and she studied them intently, trying to read what was going through His mind. What she found there was tenderness and desire, and as she realized the desire was for her, heat spread through her body, and she felt herself grow damp. She lowered her eyes, and the bulge in His jeans spoke even more eloquently of His need and response to her.

Straightening her back, she settled back on her heels and relaxed. While she was still feeling a bit insecure, the feelings were not as intense as they were earlier. In all the time they talked and spent together, she learned that the one thing Lord D always was, was honest with her. She was not confident that He would pick her out in a crowd, but she knew He was aware of many of her qualities. He had shared with her His desires and needs before, and though she was unsure she could meet them all, she was going to try her best to meet each one she knew about and those He revealed along the way. She wanted very badly to please Him and would almost anything to do so.

Lord D waited patiently as she glanced at Lord J for approval. When she relaxed He smiled; this is what He was looking for, what He wanted, but He sensed she was still not completely at ease. The emotions washing over her features let Him know some of what she was thinking. He saw acceptance as she settled back. He saw desire and passion flare in her eyes when she realized He was aroused. Then, as she if she had made a decision, He saw a look of determination, softened by tenderness fill her eyes. He wondered what decision she made. 

As He watched her, and His mind worked, His fingers found her shoulders and stroked lightly, over and down. Feeling the slight quivers rippling through her body under His fingertips, He smiled.  “Little one… look at me.” When she raised her eyes to His, He nodded His approval and watched her eyes. When He saw her eyes widen as His fingers stroked down over her breasts, He grinned inwardly, keeping a calm, impassive look on His face. 

Shifting His position to ease the strain on His swollen shaft, He used His knees to press hers open wider, stopping only when He saw her flinch. He used one finger on each breast, circling the nipples without actually touching them. When He felt her begin to move, He told her, “Be still! I have not said you may move.” As His words washed over her, He saw her eyes darken more with passion.

“Yes Sir.” Her trembling breath told Him exactly what affect His words had on her. He continued teasing her aching nipples with one hand, and stroked the other down her stomach and side. He could feel the heat in her flesh growing as He touched her, and her eyes, darkening and glazing over with need. When His hand reached her thigh, He felt her tense in anticipation. She closed her eyes, only to hear Him tell her, “No little one, leave them open. I want to see your eyes. I want to see you… hear you… feel you… You are Mine to use and I plan on using you very thoroughly to satisfy My need.”

“Oh god… please Sir!” Her whisper pierced Him making His blood burn and His heart sing. He loved hearing her; her voice gave her away every time and He always knew what she was feeling and thinking by the sound of it. Before He was done she would be begging, and yes, screaming with pleasure. He felt His hard cock throbbing in His jeans, aching to be released, but He knew, if He let it out now, He would not be able to hold back from taking her, and He wanted to tease her a long time before He took her.

As her eyes opened again, shimmering with tears of hard need, He smiled. His hand stroked down her thigh, feeling the tenseness of her muscles as she struggled to control her need. Squeezing her thigh hard, He flicked her nipple with His finger. She jumped and gasped. He growled at her, “Be still! Or do you want to add to the punishment you have coming?”

“Yes… Sir… no Sir,” she whimpered, and then flinched as she realized what she said.

“What… did you just say!” He asked her sternly. “Did you just tell Me ‘No’? Are you trying to make Me angry with you?”

“Nnn…am not Sir,” she stuttered, catching that no just in time she hoped.

“You almost did it again didn’t you!”

“Sir… please!” She pleaded, knowing what was coming. It would be the first time in real life He spanked her but she already knew He would not be gentle.

“Oh no! Little one, I think it’s time I reminded you what happens when you tell Me ‘no’.” He stood and went to the couch. “Come here!”

“Yes Sir,” she replied, her voice breaking as she struggled to hold back the fear and tears. She stood and went to Him, pausing just at His side. He reached for her and laid her over His lap, capturing and pinning her hands behind her back with one hand, letting His other hand stroke her bare bottom. She wiggled slightly and twisted her wrists trying to get free. SMACK! His hand landed hard and loud in the quiet room.

“Be still!” He stroked His hand over her back, side and bottom, reveling in the feel of her soft silky flesh. Movement from the corner of His eye caught His attention and He looked up just as Lord J approached and handed Him a silk tie.

“This is her first discipline. You might need this.” He told Lord D grinning.

“Thank you Sir. I agree. She is a handful.” He grinned as she wiggled again, and He smacked her hard on the ass again. “It looks like she is not going to listen either.” Using the tie, Lord D tied both of her hands securely behind her back as Lord J returned to His seat to watch.

Whimpering, she twisted her hands struggling against the binding on her wrist. “Oh god! Please Sir!” she begged.

“No! My little one. How many licks do you think she has earned so far Lord J?” He chucked when He heard her groan at His question.

“Well… she was discourteous when she first arrived, then she told You ‘no’ when You greeted her. Also, she was slow in obeying when You sent her inside, and she just told You ‘no’ again. I think twenty licks should suffice for a start. This is her first physical punishment.” Lord J responded thoughtfully.

“I agree Sir. Thank you.” Lord D said as He rubbed His hand over her bottom one last time. “Twenty it is.” He could feel her trembling and knew she was already biting her lip. “And… I think she should count them for Me.” He continued thoughtfully. He felt her shudder as His words penetrated.

“Sir… please don’t.” She whispered. He heard her though, as she knew He would. 

Grinning, but keeping His voice stern, He asked her, “Ready little one?” SMACK!

“One Sir,” she gasped as His hand landed harder than before. She struggled not to cry, determined to take each lick but not cry. SMACK! “Two Sir.”

Each blow landed harder than the one before, and each in a different spot. She counted every one that landed, and He could hear the tears in her voice. When He reached ten, He paused, rubbing her reddened ass, feeling the heat under His hands caused by each strike. She could feel His throbbing hardness under her stomach and ached to feel it buried deep inside her. Squirming as His hand stroked her ass, she bit her lip and fought back the tears threatening to fall. SMACK!!

“Eleven Sir.” She squealed as the next blow landed on already tender flesh and her tears fell. SMACK!! “Twelve Sir.” She sobbed unable to hold back the tears any longer. The next blow landed and she continued to count as tears fell to the floor. Her bottom burned so badly and He was not even near to being done. 

As her bottom got redder and hotter, He softened His blows some. He knew she would not be able to feel the difference with her ass being so tender and sore, but He did not want to bruise her, just punish her. When she counted out the last lick, He slid His fingers between her thighs and stroked her clit. When her sobs became moans, and His fingers slick with her juices, He pushed three fingers hard into her hot pussy. “Don’t cum!” He warned her. 

“Oh god… yes Sir. Will not Sir,” she groaned. His fingers pressed harder and deeper into her dripping pussy. He could feel her muscles tense, as she fought not to peak. Holding her steady with His other hand, He slid one finger out of her slick pussy and pushed it into her tight rosebud. 

“Aaagh…” Her scream cut off abruptly as she bit her lip and struggled to get free of His finger. He grinned and just kept working His fingers, holding her tightly with His other hand. 

“I’m going to fuck your ass hard and deep little one. Should I just do it without preparing you?” He teased her.

“God Sir don’t!” she pleaded.

“Then hold still!” He commanded her. He smiled as she quit fighting Him and tried to relax. He knew no matter what He did, it would still hurt, but He could help her relax so it would not hurt quite so badly. He had waited a long time for this, dreaming of her tight ass, fucking her, and making her scream and cream. He did not know how much longer He could hold back. He slid another finger into her tight ass, working it slowly in circles, stretching her. He waited until she adjusted and relaxed then added the third finger. She groaned and pushed back on His hand, squirming harder as He worked them in and out slowly, teasing her.

When He felt her muscles tense and heard her moan, He slid His fingers out, lifted her up and put her over the arm of the couch. Quickly He unbuttoned His jeans, pulled the zipper down and freed His raging hardon. He stroked the head of His cock over her hot ass then plunged it deep into her juicy cunt. Groaning He told her, “Cum little one, cum for Me!” He thrust harder and deeper, feeling her tense and thrust back against him.

“Oooh… Sir… cumming…” she cried out as He rammed hard and deep into her tight pussy.

“Yes… cum… soak My cock little one.” He encouraged her, His pace quickening as her juices flooded and coated His throbbing dick. Then quickly, while she was still hitting her peak, He withdrew and pushed hard and deep into her tight ass. She screamed as she felt Him ram deep into her hot bottom. He grabbed her hips and held her steady as He paused, waiting for her to adjust to His invasion. Breathing deep, He waited, trying hard not to explode yet. ‘God… she is so tight,’ He thought.

As He felt her relax, He began moving, making each stroke deep, from tip to base. He groaned, “Oh yea little one… god you’re so tight.”

“Yes… oh god Sir. Harder… please!” she begged, lifting her hips and pushing back hard against Him. “Take me! Please…”

Growling, He told her, “Yes little one. Soon. But first I’m going to make you feel every inch for a long time. I’ve waited a long time for this and I’m not going to rush it.” He chuckled when she moaned and smacked her ass. “Now… be still. Or do I have to tie you up too?” She gasped and went still.

“Yes Sir. Nn… will be still Sir.” Biting her lip she flinched and hoped He did not catch her slip.

“You caught that one just in time didn’t you little one? Yes… I heard.” He slapped her tender ass again, and rammed His cock hard into her hot bottom. He continued to thrust into her hard and deep, and when He felt her tense, He told her, “Cum little one. Cum for me.” Ramming His cock harder into her tender ass, He took her savagely, forcing her closer to the edge with each stroke. 

As He hit bottom with each stroke, she could feel His balls slapping against her swollen clit. She shifted her position; trying to take Him deeper, feel Him harder against her. He knew why she moved and grinned. He would help her, but first He wanted her to peak without that extra stimulus. He slapped her ass again and commanded her, “Cum for me. Now!” She moaned and shuddered as His words hit her, and unable to fight that command, she peaked hard, crying out.

“Yes… “ Her back arched; He grabbed her shoulders and held her as she rammed back hard against Him. Spasms ripped through her body, making her shake uncontrollably. As she shook and squirmed, He kept plunging deep and hard. Keeping one hand on her shoulder to steady her, He slipped the other between her legs, finding her clit and stroking it hard and fast. His fingers forced her to climax again and He kept her at the peak while His hard cock swelled and throbbed in her hot, tight ass. Her muscles clamped down on Him tighter as He held her at the peak, and He knew He would explode soon. He fought to hold back, but when spasms wracked her body again and she squeezed Him tighter, He lost it and with a cry, muffled as He bit her shoulder, He exploded deep inside her.

Thrusting deep, He came hard, filling her, feeling her milking His swollen cock with her tight ass. He pushed His fingers deep into her hot pussy as He thrust into her ass one last time, and grinned as she screamed and climaxed again harder than before, soaking His fingers. Using His thumb on her clit, fucking her deep and hard with His fingers, He made her cum one more time. Nibbling on her neck, He wrapped both arms around her and held her tightly as her body shook and she gasped for air. 

After the shaking subsided to trembling, He slipped out of her, groaning as she released Him. Pulling her head back, He kissed her hard and passionately. Holding her tight, He turned slightly and leaned against the couch, waiting while she caught her breath. 

“My lady, are you forgetting something?” she heard her Lord ask.

“Mmm… no Sir,” she answered and pulled away from Lord D. She turned and went to her knees, taking His still hard cock in her hand; she wrapped her lips around Him. He groaned as her lips swallowed Him, her tongue licking tenderly. She moaned and swallowed Him deeper, loving the taste of His salty, sweet cream. Releasing Him gently from her lips, she licked every inch of His hard rod, from base to tip, cleaning Him thoroughly with her hot tongue and soft lips. 

As she wrapped her lips around His cock again, He reached out and wrapped His fingers up in her hair. She whimpered as His hips began moving and she felt Him sliding deeper into her throat. She swallowed hard and let her tongue dance along the length of Him, feeling Him swell and throb between her warm lips. As her lips tightened around Him, He groaned and held her tighter. She felt Him swell and His pulse quicken and knew it would not be long. 

Wanting to taste Him again, she sucked and licked harder and faster, pushing Him over the edge. With a cry, He thrust one more time and she felt His cream coating her throat and tongue. Eagerly she swallowed every drop, and when He released her head, she slid her mouth back and milked the last few drops from His softening cock. When she had gotten the last drop, she slowly released Him and gave Him one last quick lick on the tip. Then she looked up at him. “Mmm… thank you Sir,” she grinned naughtily. He laughed and pulled her to her feet.

“You’re welcome little one. You pleased Me very much.” He told her, hugging her tightly.

Purring, in His arms, she murmured, “I’m glad Sir.”







Memoirs of a Dreamer Ch. 03



As Lord D’s hands caressed her, and He nibbled gently on her ears, neck and shoulder, she closed her eyes and relaxed. Soon she drifted into a light sleep. He felt her relaxing and smiled. When He realized she had fallen asleep, He kissed her tenderly, wrapped His arms around, and relaxed. He thought about everything that had happened to make this possible and all the things He still wanted to experience with her. 

After a couple of hours, she stirred. When Lord D felt her awaken, He loosened His grip a bit and turned her in His arms. “Feel better my little one?” He asked softly.

“Mmm… yes Sir,” she murmured.

“Then I think you have one more ‘Lord’ to please.” He told her, kissing her tenderly. “Why don’t you go wash up and see what you can do to please your other Lord.”

“Yes Sir,” she answered Him and stood up. As she turned to walk out of the room she glanced at Lord J and smiled. “Be right back my Lord.”

“Okay My lady,” He told her, watching her as she walked out. While she washed up He put away His tools and tackle. Going to the corner of the room, He retrieved several items. Then He walked into the bedroom. He could hear the water running and knew she was freshening up. He grinned. He had anticipated this day and had everything ready. He placed some of the items He had chosen on the table beside the bed, the others on the bed itself, and went to the kitchen for a moment to get the last item. He returned just as the water cut off and set the bucket He had on the floor on the other side of the bed. He was standing at the foot of the bed when she walked out. She glowed from head to toe and the way she moved, He knew that her need had arisen again.

Smiling, she paused as she entered the room and looked at her Lord. He gestured to the bed so she went and stood next to it, looked at Him for direction and at His nod climbed onto the bed. Moving to the center of it, she knelt, keeping her back straight and shoulders back. She settled back on her heels.

“Open your knees My pet,” He told her. “I want to see you.”

“Yes Sir.” She complied and spread her knees as far as she could, placing her hands on her thighs.

Shivering, she felt the dampness between her legs grow as His eyes inspected every inch of her nakedness. She struggled to sit still and not move. Patiently she waited, keeping her eyes forward and down as He moved around the bed. She could feel His eyes on her back, burning down and over her still tender bottom. 

A shadow in the doorway caught her eye and she glanced up to see Lord D standing there watching her. She blushed and smiled at Him shyly. He grinned and winked at her before walking away and she could hear Him in the kitchen. After a few minutes she realized He was not coming back and relaxed again. Closing her eyes, she focused all of her attention on her Lord and smiled. 

“How are you feeling My lady?” Her Lord asked as He moved back into view.

“Very hot Sir, and very wet.” She replied quickly.

“I see.” He told her calmly. She knew He watched her intently. “Do you want to play My pet?”

“I want to please my Lord, Sir.”

“That was not what I asked, now was it?” He asked her patiently.

“No Sir.” She answered, sighing. “Yes Sir, I want to play.”

“You want to suck your nipples, don’t you?” He asked, and she shivered. She knew what He was doing; or rather she thought she knew. He smiled as He watched her face. He knew what she was thinking and she was correct, but not completely correct. She thrived on mental stimulation and believed He was going to begin the same way now that He had in the past online. He planned on doing just that, but with a twist she would not expect. 

“Yes Sir” She answered softly. He could hear the need growing in her voice.

“You want to play with your clit, and your hot pussy too. Don’t you, My pet?”

“Yes Sir.” She replied, her voice husky, betraying her need. 

“You like playing while I watch. It makes you very hot, makes you want to cum, doesn’t it?”

“Oh god, yes Sir!” she moaned.

“Hmm…”

Breathing hard, she felt the heat growing deep between her legs. She knew she was sopping wet and she had her fingers pressed tightly against her thighs as she fought to keep from touching. He watched her breasts quiver with each breath, saw the muscles in her arms and legs trembling as her need grew. He walked over to the table and picked up the feather He placed there earlier. She wanted badly to turn and watch Him.

“Close your eyes My pet.” He knew what her eyes would show. Right now, He was more interested in hearing her, teasing her. He stroked the feather across her back and chuckled when she gasped.

“How badly do you want to touch My pet?” He asked her as He brushed the feather down her arm.

Visibly shivering now, she whimpered. “Very badly Sir.” 

The feather reached her thigh and grazed along her inner thigh softly. He waited; her response did not really answer His question, and she knew it. He grinned as she struggled to think, and teased the feather back up her thigh and across the bottom of her stomach, almost touching her mound. She shuddered hard.

“Be still!” He commanded. He watched as she tried to control her trembling. 

“Oh god Sir. I want… need to touch so bad it almost hurts. My nipples ache and my clit is throbbing.” She moaned as the feather traveled over her hip and across her luscious bottom. “Please…?”

“Almost… Hmm…” Keeping His voice stern, so she would not know He was smiling, He told her, “Almost is not good enough.”

Biting her lip, she swallowed the sob that almost escaped. He continued to tease her with the feather, touching her everywhere except her nipples and dripping pussy. Every time she moved, He would reprimand her and wait while she settled back into position. He would ask her ‘how bad’, grinning as her answers came quicker and she began to beg.

Finally, she pleaded, “Please Sir. Please let me touch. I will do anything, please! Oh god please…”

“Anything?” He demanded.

“Anything within my limits Sir. Please!”

“You may touch ten times My pet.” He told her as He moved around the bed. 

“Thank you Sir!” She sobbed, quickly reaching down and stroking her clit. He watched her lips move as she counted out each stroke. When she counted ten and withdrew her finger, spasms shuddered through her body and she tensed.

“Don’t cum!” He commanded.

“No Sir! I won’t Sir,” she told Him breathing hard. He watched as she fought for control, smiling when she settled back on her heels.

“Good lady.” He praised her.

When He got to the other side of the bed, He reached into the bucket. Straightening, He told her, “Don’t move.” 

Swallowing hard she replied, “Yes Sir.”

“If you move, I will have to punish you.”

“Yes Sir. I understand,” she replied and steeled herself not to move.

Moving to her side, He rubbed the ice He got from the bucket against her nipple and at the same moment brushed the feather between the cheeks of her ass. She shuddered, but did not move, until the feather brushed against the sole of her foot. The soles of her feet were very ticklish and when the feather touched her, she jumped and gasped, twisting away from Him. He stepped back surprised, and then quickly realized what happened and chuckled. “So… My pet is ticklish?”

Trying hard not to giggle, she rubbed the sole of her foot. “Yes Sir. I’m sorry Sir. Am very ticklish and did not expect to be touched there.”

Lord J swallowed His smile and told her sternly, “You were instructed not to move, and you did. Now you will have to be punished.”

“Bb… “ The protested died on her lips as she looked up and saw the stern expression on His face. ‘Oh god,’ she thought groaning. “Yes Sir,” she said meekly.

“Lay on the bed… on your back.” He ordered.

As she complied He took her wrists, tied them with the scarves He had laid out earlier, and then tied the scarves to the headboard. Next He moved down and spread her legs and tied each ankle to the corners of the bed. Once she was secure, He stood back and grinned at her, picking up the feather. 

“No Sir! Please! Don’t Sir! Oh god, NO!” She began pleading and struggling as she realized from His grin and the feather, just what He intended to do.

Laughing softly He told her, “My pet, I told you that you would be punished. But I did not say how.”

“Oh god Sir… Not that! Anything but that! Please…” she groaned and begged. “Anything…”

“Oh, so now you are telling ME what to do.” She could not tell if He was truly angry with her or not. He looked so calm.

“No Sir. Am not telling You Sir. Am asking… begging… pleading…” she told Him humbly.

“Hmm…” He said as He began tickling the bottom of her foot, watching her thoughtfully.

As the feather caressed her sole, she squealed and struggled. He continued tickling her, alternating between each foot as she screamed and begged Him to stop. Laughing so hard she cried, she fought to get free and away from the feather. Lord D came to the door to see why she was screaming and chuckled when He saw what was going on. He filed away what He just learned for a future date, and left them alone. 

After about fifteen minutes of tickle torture, Lord J began stroking the feather over her calves. As her giggles and sobs subsided, He moved up her legs to her thighs. “Close your eyes, My pet.”

Still twitching, she sighed and closed her eyes, murmuring “Yes Sir.”

Softly He teased the feather over her silken flesh, watching as she relaxed and began squirming. She whimpered softly every time He close to her nipples, and held her breath waiting when she felt the feather nearing her bare pussy lips. The feel, the sensation sent her soaring softly to another place. She had never felt so aware, every inch of her body tingled. She sighed softly, writhing on the bed, completely unaware of how sensual and enticing she looked.

Lord J moved around the bed and picked up a piece of ice. Teasing the feather closer and closer to her moist pussy lips, He held the ice over her nipple. Just as a drop of icy water hit her nipple, He brushed the feather between her moist lips and over her swollen clit. She moaned loudly and thrust her hips up, but the touch was gone as quick as it came. Whimpering she squirmed harder. He smiled, knowing how bad she wanted to be touched, find release. He was pleased with her for not begging. Although He loved to hear her beg, He knew, and she knew, that she could take much more before her need became too intense to push aside. He wanted to push her limits, and by not begging, He knew she wanted Him to as well.

Thoughtfully, He rubbed the ice over her nipple, making her gasp and shiver. When her nipple was puckered and rigid from the ice, He leaned over and wrapped His warm lips around it, sucking it into His hot mouth. As she groaned and arched up against Him, He bit her gently and released her. Pulling back He watched as she fought to control the need to peak. When she relaxed, He rubbed the ice over her other nipple, making it hard and cold before tasting her again. This time it took her longer to fight back the need, but she still did not beg, instead filling His ears with whimpers and moans. 

Back and forth between her nipples He moved, using first the ice, and then His hot mouth. Each time shortening the wait and time she had to recover and control. His cock was hard and throbbing, but He pushed aside the ache, wanting to continue with His teasing. He watched her struggling, biting her lip, and knew she did so to keep from begging. Deciding she deserved a reward, He grinned and moved to the foot of the bed. 

With her legs spread and tied as they were, He could see the moisture glistening on her pussy lips. As she squirmed and her muscles tensed and relaxed, He could see it pulsing and juices flowing down to coat her rosebud. Moving between her legs, He took the ice in His hand and rubbed it over her clit, chuckling as at first she flinched then quickly began bucking against His hand. He continued rubbing until all that remained was a small piece. He slipped it into her hot opening, pushing it deep with His fingers and got three more from the bucket.

Squirming harder, her moans escalated and He knew she was close. He pushed another cube into her dripping pussy with one hand, while rubbing another piece over her clit again. Then He inserted the third piece of ice pushing it as deep as He could, and when she bucked He slipped the other partially melted cube in swiftly working it deeper. Quickly, as she bucked against His hand, He leaned down and lashed her clit with His warm tongue. She gasped, and He could feel her muscles tighten around His fingers. 

Twisting His fingers deeper, grinding them against her pelvis, He watched her face. When she arched up again, He wrapped His lips around her swollen clit and sucked it into His hot mouth. Her moans and sobs told Him exactly how bad she needed release. He lifted His head, “Cum my pet,” he commanded, and swiftly covered her again with His mouth. He twisted His fingers and rammed them deep and hard into her tight pussy as she cried out and let go, cumming hard. He nibbled on clit as she began coming down and sent her soaring again. 

Sliding His fingers out of her dripping pussy, He slipped first one then another into her hot, tight rosebud, and began lapping her juices as she peaked again soaking His face with her sweet honey.  After her third orgasm He could not wait any longer. He quickly stripped and rejoined her, plunging deep into her waiting pussy. When He felt her muscles tensing, He told her, “Don’t cum!”

Groaning she bit her lip and tensed even more, but did not peak. He took her hard and fast, driving as deep as He could, her muscles clamped tightly around Him. She struggled and twisted in the ties; wanting, needing to touch Him, hold her Lord. He leaned over taking her nipple onto His mouth and bit her, clamping down harder as she bucked and twisted underneath him. 

“Please Sir! Oh god, please!” she screamed. “Please let me cum!”

“Cum.” He whispered in her ear, holding her tightly as spasms wracked her body and she jerked and bucked beneath Him. She kept cumming, climbing higher and higher, her muscles clamped around Him like a vise; He groaned and exploded deep inside her. When she felt His hot cream filling her, gasping for air, body arching hard against Him, she spun out of control. 

Lord J held her close, stroking His hands over her body and whispering softly as she trembled, gentling her, bringing her down gradually.  After many minutes the shaking subsided to trembling, and she breathed without gasping for air. Her flushed, fevered skin felt like warm velvet beneath His hands. He stroked a palm over one swollen nipple and chuckled when she arched up against Him. 

Reaching up, He released her hands from the bindings, nibbling along the insides of her arms as He did. She shivered and squeezed the cock still buried within her tightly, smiling when she heard His soft groan. Hands freed she reached for Him, running her fingertips softly over His face, then tracing His lips with one hand and letting the other caress down over His neck. She squirmed slowly underneath Him, and leaned up to tenderly nibble along His jaw, licking and tasting, reveling in His flavor and scent. Her fingers explored lightly, teasingly over His shoulders and chest, as she nuzzled against His neck, her lips searching for that special sweet spot. When she found it, she was rewarded with another soft groan.

Pulling away from her reluctantly, He reached down and released the bindings about her ankles. As she shuddered and began wrapping her legs around Him, He pulled her close and rolled onto His back. When she reached for Him again, He took her hands and held them behind her back. Groaning she pleaded, “Please my Lord… let me touch You, please!”

“But I did My pet.” He told her grinning and chuckled when she growled softly in protest. Holding her wrists easily in one of His large hands, He stroked the other over her breasts. He watched her as she squirmed gently, impaled by his hardening dick, held captive for His pleasure. She moaned low in her throat and squeezed him tightly with her knees, as He pinched and twisted her nipples, the pain shooting down to her wet pussy making her tense and spasm. She twisted her wrists gently, wanting to be free, but also not wanting Him to stop. 

The conflict inside her waged as the need to submit, struggled with the need to take Him, touch Him, and please Him. Never before had she not been in control and able to please and satisfy as she wished. This was what she wanted, needed, but it frightened her all the same. He watched her face as she wiggled and fought her inner battle, His hands holding her firmly, touching her, and coaxing her submission. He wanted her complete and total submission, and would have it, without breaking her. 

“Oh god Sir, please” she cried as the need built within and washed over her.

“Please what, My lady?” He asked her quietly. “What do you want?”

“To please You Sir,” her voice husky with unshed tears and need.

“Why?” He asked, still stroking and caressing her, fingers moving lightly over her stomach and sides. 

“Because…” Her muscles tensed as she tried not to fight His hands, aching so badly to be within His arms. He waited patiently, fingers like soft brush strokes painting her thighs with whispery touches. With a soft sigh her body relaxed completely and she whispered, “…I need to Sir.” With those words, she surrendered completely. 

“You please Me, My lady, very much.” He told her quietly. “And you can please Me even more, by preparing My dinner.”

“Yes Sir,” she replied smiling tenderly. He released her hands and she moved to kneel at His side. Glancing at His thick cock coated with their juices she asked, “May I Sir?”

“Yes My pet, you may. But… don’t get any ideas.” He told her firmly.

Grinning, she quickly told Him, “No Sir,” and leaned over and wrapped her lips around the head. Moaning quietly she sucked and licked every inch, cleaning both their juices off. Then tenderly she licked His balls and thighs, not missing any spots. When she had gotten every last drop, she looked up and blushed when she realized how intently He was watching her. 

“Good lady,” He told her, “Now… I’m hungry.”

“Yes Sir,” she giggled and slipped off the bed. “Going now.”







Memoirs of a Dreamer Ch. 03