Dreams: Whatever You Want-Endgame

And so i heard the hotel door click shut, and i waited in the darkness, trying hard to remain calm, to not let fear run away with me, waiting for Her to return. And waited. And waited some more, trying hard to not allow myself to strain against the ties, as that would only bind me tighter. Finally i heard the keycard swipe through the door, and with a short gust of warm air from the hallway, She returned.
"Oh, isn't that nice, you've decided to stay and chill," She said, as She climbed back up on the bed and pushed my knees back up and out. "This is going to be so much fun...for me, anyway, and who knows, perhaps even for you," She whispered into my ear, as She reached down between my asscheeks and squirted out an enormous amount of lube. "I know, sweetheart, it seems like a lot, but you'll need every bit of it." And with that She put my feet up in the air, and then against what seemed like Her chest, and then right above the soft flesh of her breasts. I could feel the straps of her bra, and the swell of her boobs above the shelf of it. She plunged two fingers into my hole, then three, then stood up so that i almost vertical, standing on my shoulders with just the littlest bit of support from Her.
Her fingers came out, and something else went in. It felt smooth and round and made of plastic, filling my whole anus, as She stuffed me with it, pushing it in just once until it couldn't go any further up. "Here comes the really good part." And something rattled down the tube, then another, then another...She was pouring ice cubes down the tube and up my ass. Another, and then another, as I began to feel the chill of the ice, and feel the ice cubes melting as they met with the inner heat of my body. I was beginning to be chilled, and my balls retreated deep inside my body. Another ice cube, and then another, and then She began to stroke my cock with her lubed hand, pushing hard in only one direction. The water from the melted ice began to overflow and leak down my back and chest, and She put in more cubes with one hand, while She continued to stroke me in the direction of my face.
"I'm going stroke you just a little bit more, and then I want you to cum, sweetheart. Just three more times, and then you're going to cum. Are you ready? One. Two. Three. Cum now." And I did, shooting spurts onto my face and chest. Oh god, oh god, oh god..
And i was Hers, whatever She wanted, and seemingly whenever She wanted it.

Dreams: Whatever You Want-Part IV

"Watch this," she hissed into my ear yet again, as she bent over. "Think about what's happening to you. And remember who's doing it."

And as she started to push down on the top of the brushhead, the plastic stick began to enter my slit and slide down...SHE WAS FUCKING MY PENIS!! Slowly, ever so slowly, she pushed down on the head to the brush as the smooth plastic made its way into me. Between the lube and the precum, i could feel my shaft being widened and filled by the stick, and i watched as it disappeared, two or three inches of it, deeper and deeper. i felt a fullness, an expansion, an inability or a lack of desire to move at all. As i lay there, She raked my thighs with her fingernails, and in reflex i opened my legs even wider than before. They waved back and forth, almost like butterfly wings, as i tried to expand the sensation She was making me have, of opening wider and wider.

She grabbed my cock at the base, holding it against my stomach, and slowly pulled the stick out, my hips recoiling against the mattress.

"We're almost finished here," she said, smiling maliciously, "but now that you've seen yourself get fucked, you're going back into the darkness," and she retied the blindfold. "Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back."

Dreams: Whatever You Want-Part III

It wasn't the mascara, it was a small palette of eyeshadow, with a tiny brush with an ovoid head and a very thin handle, almost a miniature lollipop, and She put the head of it in Her mouth to moisten it. She squeezed out a dollop of the toothpaste, and leaned forward to whisper in my ear yet again. "Think about how this is feeling," she said. "Don't make a fucking sound," she finished, and started to paint my scrotum with the toothpaste, pausing each time she refilled the brush surface to admire her handiwork.

At first the sensation was just a coolness, a damp in the air type thing, but it slowly changed as the paste remained on my skin, turning warmer and warmer, then suddenly starting to burn, as the soft skin became more and more irritated. I twisted my pelvis from one side to another, trying to escape what was quickly becoming excruciating pain, when She grabbed my cock just below the head and murmured "Hold still for this part, and watch. If you move, it might hurt even more. But maybe you'd like that."

And she reached back to the carryall and took out some lube in a single pinch packet, ripping it open to massage a small amount onto my dickhead, dribbling the rest down below my now aching scrotum, until it dripped into my anus.

She poised the brush head up right on top of my cock. "Didn't really need much lube here, did you?"

Dreams: Whatever You Want-Part II

She continued to twist and pull for several minutes, rubbing Her groin up and down my stomach as She manuevered the clamps, and I could feel Her moisture start to flow, through the thong and onto my skin. I could feel Her getting wetter and wetter, and wondered which one of us would cum first. But She stopped, stopped the twisting, the pulling, the rubbing up and down, as She told me "I'm going to take these off now, and it's going to hurt." She bent down and put Her mouth to my ear, using Her tongue to lick the inside, biting hard on the lobe, and then She hissed "a lot."

She took the first one off, and my nipple started to throb and ache as the blood flowed back into it. She put Her mouth just over it, and breathed warm air onto it, pausing occasionally to use the flat of Her palm to massage it, and then She did the same for the other nipple, pulling on the first one when She thought I was getting too comfortable with it all.

Suddenly She took off the blindfold and smiled at me. "I want you to watch and see the next part," She said, and turned back to the carryall to rummage around once again. She pulled out Her mascara, and a tube of Close Up toothpaste, the kind that was colored red and tasted of cinnamon. She wiped my cock clean with Her palm, and then brought Her hand to Her mouth and licked, making a moaning sound deep in Her throat. She forced my legs toward my butt, until my knees were in the air, keeping my feet on the mattress.

"We're starting in a different direction," She said, "a new beginning."

Dreams: Whatever You Want-Part I

And so I agreed to do whatever She wanted to do. I mean how far could She go, how strong could She be. We don't have many toys to play with, and usually She's so conventional and vanilla in sex, not quite submissive, but never taking the lead, always the follower, the done unto person.

We met in a hotel room, neutral territory, but of Her choosing, and She was already in the room when I arrived. After a quick negotiation about a safety word, which is what She called it, Sheasked me to pull back the sheets, take off all my clothes, and lie on the bed face up. She took off her shirt and skirt, and was wearing underwear that I'd never seen her in, that She'd bought specially for this, a black shelf bra that thrust her breasts way out, Her pink nipples erect, a sheer thong also in black, and thigh hi stockings. Perhaps I'd misjudged the situation....

I lay down in the middle of the bed, and She took three silk ties out of the carryall on the dresser, tying one end of each around each wrist and then securing the other end somewhere off the end of the bed, out of sight. She used the last tie to blindfold me loosely. I was in total darkness, and worried more with each passing moment. I could hear Her fumbling in the bag again, and then felt Her fastening some device around my scrotum,tightening it until the balls felt like they were bulging obscenely, like grapes being squeezed. Another part of the device fastened around my cock, which was now fully erect, and it positioned my cock to almost vertical, forcing it to stand up almost against my stomach.

I heard Her go back to the carryall, and then felt Her climb up onto the bed and straddle my chest at the waist. She pulled hard on one nipple, and then fastened something onto it as She pulled it up...I could recognize the feel of a miniature bulldog clamp, shooting a jolt of pain as it closed. My cock leapt and pulsed, although trapped. "Don't you dare cum yet," She whispered in my ear. "We're just getting started here." She attached the other clamp, and pulled them apart and together several times, up and down several times, around in circles again and again. My nipples felt inches long as She pulled on them, and my cock began to drool precum.