Cruel Imagination
Again I was with him in my bedroom. And my mind was swirling around with lots of
fantasies, lots of thoughts about how he submitted to me when we were in the
car... and than, how I wanted to show him my cruelty again for the rest of the
night... Though he knew it already, he was always ready to submit more n more...
to please me immensely.
I had blindfolded him and bound him on chair, naked, hands behind the back and
ankles bound to the chair-legs. Not so tight to strain his movements, not so
loose to let him feel free. He was calm on the outside, waiting for my dominance
to take charge again. A smile formed on his lips when he felt my fragrance
behind him, my hot breath brushing his earlobe. I whispered slowly as my fingers
gripped his shoulder, " I'm still burning..." I ran my left hand down on his
chest, feeling his heartbeats on my fingertips. I clutched his nipple between my
fingers and pinched tight...
He moaned a soft, " aaaaaahhhh", throwing his head back. He definitely knew how
to push my buttons. I moved around and stood in front of him, slowly coming
near...I let my fingers brush his lips slightly and I straddled his lap.
He kissed my fingertips softly, with a moan as he felt my wetness on his
thighs...my fingers made their way to his hairs, pulling his head back firmly. I
moved my self on his lap, coming more close, almost making his hard member enter
me but not actually letting ... he moaned and whispered, "YOU are burning me..."
I took a deep breath, more aroused at his words.
I nibbled at the side of his cheek, sucking softly...taking smooth skin between
my teeth, biting with passion. Suddenly I bit hard...felt his body first tensed,
than relaxed under me. I moved my face away from him, watching the red mark
going purple. I came near again... my lips touching the mark... he tensed and
squirmed expecting- may be I bite there again to draw blood...I chuckled softly,
leaving just a kiss.
It was all for me more than it was for him...he knew that. That's why he was so
gracefully submissive to me whenever I wanted him to be. Even I never had to
tell him when I wanted ... just a glimpse of the fire in my eyes or just a catch
of lil difference in my tone, and he always knew it... Almost reading my mind.
I clenched my fist tight into his hairs... he flinched with discomfort. I
quickly kissed him on his lips. He tried to respond my kiss very eagerly but I
moved away holding him still with my grip in his hairs. He understood what I was
doing, he replied with a soft "please".
I whispered with a smile, "Beware my dear, my fire WILL harm u. May be, by
tomorrow morning, there will be nothing left than ashes."
He again whispered, "please."
"Tell me what you want?"
"Please... burn me." he replied again, unbelievably reading my mind.
No words were spoken than, as my lips were clamped on his, stopping his talk.
Long wet kisses took place, my other hand reaching down to touch him. I held his
hard cock, squeezing tightly. He moaned in-between the passionate kisses, making
me wet more so ever. I pulled his head hard backwards. Leaving a trail of wet
kisses on his neck. Going more down, I licked, sucked, bitted... all over his
chest. Possessing all that was now *mine*. I was on my knees in front of the
chair by that time. Than I stopped and took a silk scarf, wrapped it around his
hard cock and balls, trapping them, making the knot tightest. His moans were
getting more intense after that. I stroked his cock, licking at his inner thigh,
making him gasp with sudden pleasure. Out of the blue, I bit hard on his thigh,
leaving one more mark, converting his moans of pleasure in moans of agony.
I smiled and stood up watching him. He relaxed once more. I made a forward move
again, sitting on his lap, this time taking his cock inside me in a single
thrust. He moaned loud as he felt my wetness surrounding him. I kissed him,
moving my self in slow motions... taking my pleasure. He wasn't able to orgasm
coz of scarf, thus his moans were changing into grunts and whimpers eventually.
His painful sounds were making very arousing effects on me. I was going more
rough, drawing out more agonized groans from him. Every sound making me dripping
wet...I grabbed his nipples with both of my hands, squeezing them painfully
tight. I bit hard on his neck with pure lust, n he let out a scream... ...I
came... very strongly, shuddering on his lap. My mind turning very alive as I
had orgasm and than it turned blank. I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding
him close, getting my composure back.
I untied his hands, But dint take the blindfold off. As soon as his hands got
free he hugged me back, not bothering to get off the blindfold. I smiled and
took it off, looking at him adoringly. After some seconds his eyes adjusted to
the light and he looked at me with pure love. I kissed him again and told him to
get all the restraints off.
I stood up and went away to the closet. He was bent forward, untying his ankles
when I came back. I had a belt in my hand that I folded double and running my
fingers over it. He finished untying and stood up. He looked at me, with a lil
bewilderment of what I wanted to do next. I smiled with a comment, "I'm not
quite finished yet with you..."
He swallowed hard, thinking where this was leading.
I took a step coming closer...tracing the curves of his face with my fingers...
asking with a stern voice, " I'm sure u really didn't think u could get out of
it, THIS easily, did you?"
He remained confused for a minute, but than he gave into me. He glared at me
with devotion holding his wrists together, offering them to me. I was so pleased
at his response. I ran my fingertips along his wrist, replying, "No need. Go and
lay face up on the bed. Hands and legs stretched wide. And Stay absolutely
still."
He did as I told. Accepting the change of my tone. Playing with the belt in my
hand, I moved near as he positioned his self. I nudged his ankles more apart in
my desired position, leaving him stretched open for me. I cracked the belt in
air and he clutched the bed sheet in his palms, tensing his body, preparing for
my cruelty.
I took aim and gave a harsh blow at his open thighs, missing his groin by just
inches. He grabbed the bed sheet tighter, closing his eyes, moving his head to
the other side with a throughout shudder and a loud whimper. Gosh, I was wet
again. The next harsh blow and it was directly aimed on his groin, which was
still bound with tht scarf. Involuntarily he let out an agonized scream and
moved his hands to hide his genitals.
I suddenly rolled him over on his front, while his hands still held his
privates. With my knees on his ass-cheeks, I pushed him hard on bed. I swiftly
looped the belt around his neck, pulling at the ends, pulling him up. Due to the
pushing at his back with my knee, he wasn't able to use his hands, even for
leverage. And the belt was roughly gripping his throat tight; so breathing was
becoming tough for him. I pulled him more up, He fought for air as I whispered,
" STAY STILL... I had told u, there would be nothing left than Ashes..."
His struggling was more than real this time; he was scared at my dark side. I
let go of the belt and he collapsed hard on bed. I took the belt away. Standing
up, I warned him again not to move. A shudder passed through him as I laid a
hard lash on his butt. He gripped bed sheet in his tight fist again, tensing his
body moaning loud, recalling in his mind not to move. He was looking so
wonderful like that. More ten lashes like that and he was biting down on the bed
sheet to muffle his screams.
His ass cheeks were getting a nice shade of dark red. I stopped for a while.
He tried to relax thinking it was over. But unfortunately I had decided to
prolog his misery. I told him to roll on his back again so I could restart what
I exactly wanted to do. This time his fear was unnerving him. Fear of what I
might do if he unknowingly moves responding the lash of the belt. He rolled
over, his tear strained face pleadingly looked at me, begging silent pleas. And
my emotionless face, only filled with cruelty, made him shiver. He could make
out only this words, "please..."
Aaahh. He was straight touching my brain. I ignored his plea and went to closet
to get some shackles n ropes. When I came back I heard him squirm, with moans as
his lash marks rubbed on bed. He was positioning his self, as I wanted him. He
was so wonderfully submissive to me even though he was damn scared.
I slowly moved closer to him. He was watching me helplessly, as I bound his
ankles more wide apart to the bedposts. I got on my knees on the bed, this is
when he first time noticed the biggest strap-on I was wearing. Now his fear was
doubled. I made a loose knot around his neck, binding his wrist together with it
at shoulder-to-waist length. He understood my intentions once more. I made the
knot like that if he try to move his hand down to protect, he would choke down
his own self to death with that tightening knot. And he closed his eyes tightly
shut, to Avoid believing my harshness. I grabbed his balls firmly tight with a
whisper, "Look at me" he shot his eyes open at strong pain, his eyes filled with
tears as I moved down to kiss on his lips to say " I DO love u a lot..."
I stood up and took my belt into my right hand. He bit on his lip hard, tensing
his body, trying to be ready. I gave out lashes n lashes on his thighs... on his
balls... on his cock. Several times, He unknowingly tried to move his hand down
to his groin and than struggled really hard at the lack of air until I loosen up
the knot at his throat. He was all sweated up, almost crying out with pain when
I stopped... and I wasn't even near to 'finish'.
I throw the belt away, and got up on bed between his open thighs. I ran my nails
along the welts and he screamed at this. I laughed as I positioned my strap on
at his vulnerable rosebud. He tensed up trying to go away from me. I said out
loud, " Impale Ur self on me , push Ur self down as a fucking slut u are."
He cried out load in the dark of the night, don't know which one was more
affecting him, my mental assault to him, OR the pain that my huge strap-on was
giving to him when he tried impaling, OR the pain shooting from the rubbing of
the back marks while moving down. I just saw that Combined effect lead to a
knock out as he cried out. He took my strap on inside almost 2/3 of it. I laid
on him, pushing at his shoulders to push him further on me... forcing him take
me all the way in, buried to hilt.
He moaned aloud at unbearable pain, so did I as a spark like current passed
through me coz of the stimulation. I stayed still for a second and roughly
started taking him, moaning louder with each stroke. He bit his lips hard,
drawing blood by his own, as my thick *cock* made it way inside, stretching him
open. I pulled at his wrists down, choking him with the knot, almost killing
him. He knew better, he tried to relax ... more the knot got tighter the more he
tried hard to relax, just looking into my eyes with tears, almost begging. His
breathing was becoming shallow...strained. I watched him, I watched him struggle
to his best. I watched him fight to death...he relaxed n relaxed more... n than
closed his eyes with pure acceptance. He opened it for a second to look at me
like a last look, with love and more love...just love and nothing else.
Gosh, it hit me, like hell. I orgasmed n I cut off all the ropes in a quick
second, hugging him closest to me. He took deep breaths, and held me tighter, as
I showered him with kisses. He kissed me back slowly as he get composed again.
He was coughing softly as he asked for some water. I took the shackles off his
ankles and went to get some water. When I came back with a glass, he was already
drifted off to sleep, totally exhausted, curled up in a ball, hugging a pillow.
I smiled and put the glass on nightstand. I lay besides him, moving closer,
taking him in my arms. He shook slightly as his marks came in contact with my
body. I kissed him, holding him delicately, as thoughts fumbled around in my
mind...
I knew he wouldnt be hearng me still i said out this words softly as a tear
formed in my eyes, " My love...my inspiration... ... and My ADDICTION!!
