0 comments/ 1866 views/ 1 favorites Another Dream By: Iamfrustration After a night of offering you my most private entrance and having you accept it with your signature patience and care, I wake up with your right arm as my pillow, our fingers intertwined, your palm cupping my breast. Your left arm drapes over my waist, your hand gently pressing against my hip bone, and my hand covers yours, holding you tight to me. You are still asleep. I feel your morning wood pressing against the small of my back. I arch my back, like a cat stretching. My ass rises a bit, almost high enough to reach your cock. I stretch again and feel your hands tighten on me, but I don't think you are actually awake. With my third stretch I actually feel your cock at the entrance to my ass. I press back against it. About half the head enters me. I take a deep breath and push just enough for the head to enter me. I gasp and feel you get bigger. I know you are awake when you start massaging both my breasts. I try to push back farther, but it is painful after last night. You kiss my back and neck. My hands fall to your hips to make sure you won't move them. The pain is too much and I know I need to get you out but I can't pull away because of the pain. I take a deep breath, bite the bullet, and do just that. I turn to face you and you see the silent tears and the disappointment in my eyes. I wanted to wake you with this gift. You know it is too soon and I need time to heal so you pull me toward you and roll me onto my back, kissing me, owning my mouth. Your hands are on my breasts massaging gently but with a purpose. You are on your knees, straddling me. You rise to wash up in the restroom. When you get back my eyes are half glazed with lust, my right hand has fallen to my pussy, stroking myself. My left hand is massaging my breast and you straddle me again, your mouth on my nipple. Then your hand is between my legs, stroking my slit. My back arches. my hands are on your hips, pulling you to me, hoping to aim you into me. You are resisting! I hate when that happens! But you know how much my body craves the show of power. It makes me want you more and your hand is rewarded with a coating of my juices. You know that my body thinks I "need" you inside, but it is really only desire at this point. You feel confident that you will know when I truly need you. I know you will find the perfect moment. That split second before I lose my mind. I relax back into the pleasure. You watch my eyes as they hold your gaze and fog over. You are so perfect for me! I am concentrating on your face when I realize the head of your cock is at my entrance. I roll my hips to give you better access, but you don't take advantage of it. You keep the head at the entrance, your finger is on my clit. It feels like too much stimulation, but you keep me right on the edge before it becomes too sensitive. I want to cum, but I never want this feeling to end. Now I am holding myself back to keep up this floating sensation. It is like I am watching it and feeling it. Kind of like being in and out of my body at the same time. My breathing becomes deeper, but suddenly starts to speed up! I NEED to cum now! I am reconnecting with my body. This time when I roll my hips and pull you into me, you don't resist. You enter me in one smooth movement. Not pounding, just filling me. You are fucking me fully, in and out. But it is slow, gentle, measured. You want this to last a long time and so do I. I want to feel this way forever. It is unhurried, two people who know how to pleasure each other. Lovers who can spend all day inside each other, getting and giving pleasure. Your mouth is on mine kissing gently yet insistently. The perfect combination. With that thought, I feel a tremor. A tiny orgasm, just enough to whet my appetite. The contractions feel really good to you as well and I feel you grow a little. I pick up the pace, I want more of that! You let me speed up, but not much. You are still in charge. I am wondering why you don't want to cum faster and then I remember how generous, considerate and, powerful you are as a lover. You are not going to make me beg or verbally ask, but you are going to make my body take what it seeks. This is my show! I entice your tongue more deeply into my mouth, my hands trapping you against my body, pressing your body to every available nerve ending. When you see my eyes rolling back before I am on the edge, you know you may have to take over. I speed up, pitching my hips more, keeping my clit in constant contact with your bone and increasing my enjoyment. small spasms are nearly constant!. I nod at you and you take over controlling the pace and force. My body and mind are starting to tire. You don't start pounding, as a matter of fact I don't even notice a difference. You have an agenda. You want to keep me rising and relaxed. You love the slow pace because you can control me and my pleasure better this way. You can exhaust me, physically, mentally, emotionally. That power is your ultimate desire! It makes your orgasm more intense, more fulfilling, and more explosive! You feel the cum rising in your balls but don't speed up or become more forceful. You feel my spasms becoming more intense and nearly constant. That is exactly where you want me. Before you actually start cumming, you tell me you are and that is all it takes. I am crushing you, bucking against you! It is like riding a wild horse. All you can do is hold on and concentrate on staying inside me! My body literally seizes the orgasm from yours, forces it out of you and into me! Each spurt makes my orgasm stronger. The feel of your sperm against my walls sensitizes every nerve ending in my brain and body. The world is bright and black at the same time! You look at my face and can't tell if I am in unbearable pain or ecstasy. My eyes have completely rolled back into my head and my body suddenly goes completely limp. You check for a heartbeat because you have never seen me like this. My heart is racing, you relax and suddenly collapse on top of me. Another Dream of Pixie She had volunteered to be hypnotized. It was another one of her fantasies. So he had pulled some books from the library and sat her down at home. He set the mood by lighting the room with candles and putting on some soft music. He gave her a drink and a relaxing back massage with oil. Once she seemed relaxed, he asked her to sit back and watch a cut glass crystal he'd picked out at the store. He already knew she was a true submissive, the kind of girl that got off on the idea of totally giving control to her man, her master. The fact that she wanted to be hypnotized on top of that meant there were some very interesting possibilities ahead. He followed a standard induction sequence, asked her to relax and watch how the light moved in the crystal, told her that as she watched the crystal, she felt more and more relaxed, lighter and lighter, until all that was left was his voice and a sense of peace. He knew she was ready when she slumped over. He asked her who he was. She was already primed and answered "Master." He praised her for her answer and told her that it would make her even more relaxed and happy each time she said it. He asked her to say it again and she said "master" with a faint smile. He asked her what that meant, "that my body is yours to do with as you please." He already knew this, she had already told him this, but he never knew quite where her boundaries were and he was too much of a gentleman to push. She had always refused a safe word, instead relying on him to treat her with tenderness. He could fix that now. He told her from now on that if he ever asked her to do something in bed she didn't like, she should say "rainbow". That he knew it might be hard for her to contradict him so it would be a secret she kept from herself, that she wouldn't even know she said it. Next he asked if she remembered the time she had woken him up with a blow job. She said "yes." He asked if she remembered how much he had liked it. "Yes." He asked if she was his slave and she answered "yes." Taking a breath, he asked her if she liked giving blow jobs. She said "yes." "As a slave, from now on when you greet me in your home, you should always get down on your knees and suck on my cock." "Yes." "Yes, what?" "Yes, master." "From now on, my cum tastes like your favorite dessert." "Yes, master." He told her that she was a good girl and that she felt even better now, lighter and lighter. "You offered to have anal sex with me." "Yes master". "And you told me that you knew it would feel wonderful with me". "Yes, master. " "From now on, you will fantasize about me having anal sex with you, you know it will make you a better slave, and when we do have anal sex it will be the best sex you have ever had." "Yes, master." "Good girl." Next, he asked if she had any needs he had not fulfilled, any fantasies that she had not already told him. He listened and carefully wrote them down for the next session. "You like feeling this way don't you?" "Yes, master." "Do you want to be able to feel this way again?" "Yes master." "Good, from now on, all I have to do is touch you on your lower back and say, Pixie, and you will in this beautiful hypnotized state again." "Thank you master." There would probably have to be a lot more sessions to reinforce his suggestions...and any more he thought of. "Now, on the count of three, I want you to wake up. You will remember that you told me your fantasies, and you will remember the other things I told you secretly, but not in your conscious mind. You will feel wonderful and relaxed. You will also want to kiss me. One, two, three." She woke up, smiled, and looked a little embarrassed as she remembered the fantasies that she had told him. He leaned forward and she did too, thinking he wanted to kiss her, but he quickly put his hand on her lower back and said "Pixie". She slumped forward and he had to catch her. She was a very good subject. "Are you awake?," he asked her. "Yessss, Master." "Good girl, how do you feel?" "I feel good master." "You can't remember your name can you?" "No." He felt clever to have planted that suggestion in the question. "Your real name is 'Slut' but you can only say it in private with me." "You call yourself 'Jane' otherwise." "Thank you master, I forgot". "I know." "Your pubic hair is getting itchy." She was squirming in the chair. "And as I keep talking it is getting itchier and itchier". "What are you going to do?" She put her hands in her panties. "The only way you can really scratch yourself is if you take off your skirt and panties right now". She started fumbling with her clothing and it took her a while to get them off in her relaxed state. "You feel better now, but you know you will itch again." "When you wake up, you won't notice the itching, but as the next few days go on, you're going to realize that it itches more and more." "Do you know why?" "No...." "Because your pubic hair is scratchy and you need to get rid of all of it. When you do, you will feel very horny and will have to call me, okay?" "Okay." "You are my slave." "Yes, I am your slave" "Good girl, you feel really good right now." "If you are my slave, than I own your body?" "Yes." "In a week, you won't be wearing any panties." "Yes, master." "I am going to bring my stepbrother over and you will find him extremely sexy." "Yes master." "You will come to me very embarrassed and ask if you can fuck him because you are a slut." "Yes." "What is your name?" "Slut." "Good girl." "I will agree but only if you fuck both of us." "Thank you master." "But after that, you will owe me and we will have to find another girl for you and I to fuck together." "Yes master" "You will help me pick her out, but the choice will be mine. Once we have chosen a girl, you will seduce her but you will call me master in front of her." "Yes master." "Tomorrow, you will tell me that you want a necklace that shows you are my property." "Yes, master." "We will pick it out together and you will always wear it." "Yes master." "Good girl." "When you wake up, you will not remember any of this in your conscious mind but your subconscious will." "Yes." "If I own your body, I can do with it as I please, yes?" "Yes master." "Good girl." "From now, I will not wear condoms and it will be your responsibility to get birth control pills. If you get pregnant, I will take care of you and you will be happy to know you have been a good slave. If I tell you that you have taken your pills for the week you will believe me." "Yes master." "Good girl." "If we ever break up, and you move far, far away, and forget how much fun we had together, then all I will have to say is 'duct tape' and you will want me again" "Yes master." Well, he thought to himself, this should be fun and I think I've remembered everything I needed to for the future. "On the count of three, you will wake up, one, two, three..." Another Dream Of You I woke up, wondering why I was awake and then I felt it. You had your fingers buried deep inside me and were slowly moving them. I couldn't tell how many fingers you were using but I felt so full. You noticed I was awake and grabbed the back of my head by my hair and pulled it back sharply saying "You were moaning in your sleep." I mumbled out something like good dream. I started to move a little to get you to move a little faster and whimpered a little. You pulled my hair a little harder "Don't move and no noise." I was surprised normally you like my noises and want me to be louder. I could feel you so deep inside. I felt so full. I wanted to scream out, instead biting my bottom lip to stay quiet. I was so close to cumming. I wanted to tell you but I didn't want you to stop. I was going to rollover and show you what I wanted with my hands and mouth when I realize my hands were tied over my head. Suddenly you stopped, I wanted to whimper my protest but didn't. You told me to completely turn over onto my tummy and lift a little, you put a pillow under my tummy to lift me up a little. "Close your eyes, no talking, no moving or I will stop and go back to sleep" you told me. I wanted to protest, I didn't think I could control not making any noise or even wiggling but I was ready to cum and wanted to please you. I said nothing and closed my eyes. I heard you get up from the bed and rummage around. Suddenly I felt your hands on my ass, rubbing it. You were moving so slowly I wanted to cry out "Hurry." I could feel you very gently run a finger over my clit and back up to my ass. I wanted to whimper for you to do more, it was getting harder to control making no noise. "Oh yes, more" I wanted to scream when you stuck one of your fingers slow into my pussy. So nice but then you withdrew it and started rubbing it slowly onto my asshole working a finger gently into it. With your other hand I could feel you rub your thumb across my clit. Not moaning or wiggling was very hard to control. You slowly pulled your finger out and completely stopped touching me. I started to open my eyes when I heard you whisper "Remember what I said." I tightly closed them fast. Then I felt you wipe lube onto my asshole and felt the tip of something that was not your finger rubbing across it. My eyes almost sprang open right then, but I wanted to cum so badly. You slowly inserted anal beads into my ass murmuring how much I was going to enjoy myself tonight as long as I did everything I was told. Your fingers slipped down and you start to gently pinch my clit. Normally I would start to squirm and moan when you did this and I almost did then. When your hand came down hard and smacked my ass. "Remember no moving" you said. You bent down and ran your tongue over my wet pussy, you said just to make sure I was wet. I wanted to scream so badly. You finally slipped a finger in my pussy to feel how wet I was. I was completely struggling not to move or say anything. I knew you slipped another inside, I was getting closer to cumming. I felt even fuller. You whisper "No moving." I was so full and I couldn't see what or why. I wanted to cum but I wanted it to go on it felt so good. I felt your teeth scrape over my back as you slowly moved your fingers in and out of me. I wanted you in me right then. I wanted you to be buried in me when I finally let go. I didn't know how to show you without you stopping. I was struggling so hard I felt like I was going to cum and pass out at the same time. I think you knew this because you suddenly were pulling your fingers out of me slowly and replacing them with your hard cock. As you were filling me your hardness, you were pulling the beads out of my ass one at a time. I couldn't take it anymore and I moaned loudly. "Finally! You give in. I didn't know how much more I could take of your suffering" you say, ramming your hard cock into me pulling the last bead out. I scream out my orgasm and felt you coming right along with me, pulling my hair with one hand and the other hand on my hip. "Going to untie me now" I whisper. "Not just yet" you answer, "I want you to taste how good we are together, and remember it always." You slide your cock into my mouth for me to taste and clean off our mix of wetness. I moan out from the pleasure of tasting us together. You pull your half hard cock from my mouth and kiss me deeply, as you untie my hands. We snuggle up together and finally fall back to sleep.