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Ideal Domination
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My ideal domination comes more from being told what to wear. Having my guy pick out an outfit. Front unclasping bra, with a button down shirt. Then a short skirt, thigh highs, knee high boots and of course no underwear for easy access. The whole outfit could have the important parts of me naked and exposed in a matter of a few buttons.
And then I have to go about my day like that. He calls every once in a while to make sure I'm still wet for him... So at this point every time the phone rings at work I get hot and flustered... then he picks me up from work and I'm not allowed to keep my legs closed in the car. He lifts my skirt so that the tops of my thigh highs are showing and rests his hands on my crotch. his fingertip just resting between my lips, not moving just resting. He asks me about my day, wanting me to make casual conversation. I'm a little befuddled to say the least.
We go to dinner and sitting at the table he puts his finger back on my clit. Except this time he has a little ultra quiet mini vibrator. He rests it on my clit and I move my hips against him. He removes the toy and gives me a dirty look that says do that again and I'll stop. The waiter comes over and starts telling us about the specials and the whole time I try to look normal. I stare at the menu not seeing anything. The waiter comes back and my guy places our orders, placing mine for me. Just as he's about to walk away I start to come. It hurts so bad to keep it in and I hide my face in a cough with my napkin giving my guy a look. The waiter turns and gives me a questioning look but I quickly avert my eyes.
He unzips his pants and takes my hand to place in his lap. We eat our meal and he makes sure my hand stays in his lap. After I'm done with my meal, he knocks his fork onto the floor and motions with his eyes for me to go get it. I crawl under the table and he scoots his ass to the edge of the seat and I move between his legs and take him in my mouth. I want to exact revenge on him for making me cum with the waiter there. So I hear the waiter come over from under the table cloth covered table. He's going over the dessert menu with my man. I reach my hands between his leg and push a finger into his ass. The surprise causes him to suck in a huge breath as he explodes in my mouth. I continue sucking and as the aftershocks roll through him he coughs and fidgets back and forth in his seat. He orders something chocolate for us to share. After the waiter walks away with our dessert order I come back up from under the table. I give him a huge open mouthed kiss and let him taste the remnants of himself on my tongue. "bitch" he says, "I'll get you back for that later" We eat our dessert and I make love to my fork with my mouth teasing him with every bite.
We leave the restaurant and he helps me into the car lifting my skirt as I sit so my bare ass rests on the leather seat. He unbuttons my shirt and lifts my breasts out of my bra. He spreads my legs and turns the warm air on high so it blows on my clit and nipples the whole drive home. But he doesn't touch me. I put my hand on the shifter and pretend its his cock, moving it up and down and rubbing my palm on the handle. I can see him squirm as I stare at him in the driver seat but he won't even look at me. I'm squirming and drenched and the leather is getting wet. He takes the long way home just to torment me. But he's tormenting himself as we go too so I take delight in that. He still won't make eye contact.
We finally get home and he walks around to the passenger side of the car leans down and puts my arms around his neck, unzips his pants, wraps my legs around his waist and thrusts all the way inside of me. All right there in the driveway. He pulls me tight so that the neighbors can't see that my shirt is undone. He carries me into the house like this. Slams open and shut the door, pushes my back against it as it closes and fucks me hard. Calling me a slut, a bitch, a cunt, a wench and a whore as he goes but its only making me hotter. He lets me put my one leg on the floor and puts his hand on the back of my other thigh as he holds it up against the door. Its hot. My shirt is open, he bends to bite my nipples occasionally. I bite the side of his neck and his shoulder. I'm practically naked and he's fully clothed. We finally cum, me shortly before he follows screaming in a hot sweaty heap against the door. He fills me with his cum and I start to feel it drip out of me as he softens inside me. He collapses against me we're both breathing hard. God that was hot. He wraps my legs around him again and carries me upstairs to the bed. The ties are already ready because he stopped at home before picking me up from work. He ties one of my wrists to each bed post. He tells me he loves me. Then he starts making slow, teasing, playful love to me for hours without letting me cum...
...This is the part that varies depending on my mood, sometimes he's rough, sometime's he sweet but never does he let me cum until I beg...
Once I finally beg enough to satisfy him, he ties my ankles to my wrists and fucks me long and hard and slow, always slow... I couldn't be more open for him then I am in this position...
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