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  Watching
Author: Laney Redman
He stood in the doorway and watched her sleep, tangled in the
blankets that barely covered her; in fact they only covered one
leg. She slept on her right side, as she always did when He was
not beside her; it seemed that she was facing away from the
empty place He usually occupied on the bed. He let
His eyes
travel up her body, taking in even the slightest details. Her
toes, perfectly pedicured as always-He loved to nibble them when
He had her tied to the bed. His eyes drifted to the small,
ladylike ankles (so perfect for the shackles He locked around
them). The beautiful curve of her calf, that sensitive place
behind her knee, the back of her thigh that He often took His
belt to. His eyes settled on her creamy ass, mostly covered by
the white cotton panties He liked her in. His heart felt a tiny
bit of guilt when He saw the almost faded pink marks He had left
on her last night. She always became so very alive when He
spanked her and the rush He felt was second to none. Sadly, the
next day, when He saw the marks on her skin, He always felt a
small amount of regret. Well, until the next session that is.
The feelings she invoked in Him made Him feel like a god. When
He struck her naked or silk-covered ass with a belt or a paddle
or a flogger, He felt invincible. And, the ecstasy it brought to
her was evident.
His gaze moved upward still, to the pink shirt that barely
covered her. Suddenly, she moved-had He awakened her? He had
tried to be perfectly silent; He always loved to watch her
sleep. She shifted from her side to a position more on her
stomach; one that allowed her to bury her face into the pillow
and still use her free arm to pull close the teddy bear that she
always slept with. He was amused by the fact that she slept with
a teddy bear but that need for security had touched a place of
protectiveness in Him he had never known existed. His eyes moved
to her pretty, pink earlobes, the hollow of her neck. Her
chestnut hair spilled down, beside her face and drew His eyes to
her peaceful expression.
He moved closer to her, now able to breathe in the scent of her
skin, her hair, her womanhood. And, the combination of those
scents, the pink marks on her ass, her innocent expression made
Him instantly hard. He could feel his cock straining against his
jeans. He unbuckled them quickly and kicked them off. Wearing
only boxers, He took the few quick steps to the bed & silently
lowered Himself onto it. He nudged her panties out of his way
but did not remove them and began to tease her with his
fingertips. The muffled response was barely audible but He did
not need her moans to sense the arousal He created. He worked
his fingers over her clit, drew His nails lightly down her lips,
finally, teasing the entrance to her pussy. He slid one of his
long fingers into her, moving slowly, drawing out the
anticipation of his next move. She was fully awake, moaning
deeply, hungrily. Within seconds, she was dripping wet. She was
a very sexual being, wearing her sexuality like a cape. It
enveloped her. Draped her. And, she wore it proudly.
She started wriggling her hips to match His movements. Her need
was evident. She still lay on her stomach-she would not move
from that position until He told her to do so. For now, she
would lay this way, enjoying His touch, respecting His position,
grateful for His closeness. He began to use another finger,
stretching her slightly, feeling her wetness covering His
fingers. He pressed His other hand to her lower back. A position
of dominance, above her, holding her body down-gently but
firmly.
He continued to work her pussy. Wanted to feel her writhe
beneath His touch and knew that at any moment, she would do just
that. Her breathing grew deeper, yet shaky. She tried to grind
her hips into His hand and watching as she struggled to do so
just made Him impossibly erect. His boxers were in His way so He
stopped for a moment to take them off. She whimpered with His
sudden absence, yet, she knew that He would be displeased if she
turned over to see what was going on. He liked for her to be on
the edge, never knowing what He would do next. He let her wonder
for a moment before He returned to His place beside her.
He slid his fingers back into her warmth, but removed them
within seconds and wiped her juices on her lips, ordering her to
lick His fingers. Watching her do just that made His desire for
her almost unbearable yet He maintained His command of both her
body-and His. He allowed her to draw His fingers into her mouth
and almost lost His control. Her warm tongue caressed His
fingers and His thought drifted to the oral talents she
possessed. There was never a time that she did not please Him
immensely when she took His cock into her mouth. Unfortunately,
her manipulation of His fingers made His thoughts stray.
Not ready to give in to His needs yet, He pulled his fingers out
of her mouth and ordered her to turn onto her back.
Slowly, she turned. He could see the mark on her cheek from
where she had lain her face on the pillow. Her hair was messed
up from sleep. As she moved, He told her to sit up. She did as
ordered and He pulled the shirt from her body. Gently pushed her
onto her back and began to lick and nibble her neck. He knew
from experience that this particular area of her body was so
very sensitive she could not tolerate being touched there
 He stretched out beside her, molding His body to hers. Using the
lightest touch of the fingers on His left hand, He slowly traced
his way down her body to her wetness. He began to tease her,
feeling her body accept His every touch and moving in a way that
showed she wanted more. He held her closer with his right arm,
feeling the excitement course through her body. He worked her
clit, then her pussy, teasing her relentlessly with the changes
He kept making. He leaned down to her ear and whispered that He
wanted to see her rub her clit. Shaking with the intensity of
His touch, she slid her hand down her body. Finding that hard
little nub, she began to stroke it slowly. As He moved faster,
so did she. She matched His movements and began to lose herself
in her movements and His. By the time she realized His lips were
on her ear, she could barely think anymore.
He knew that she physically could not handle what He was doing
to her ear. She had never been able to resist when her ear or
her neck was attended to. Keeping that in mind, He began to
nibble on her sexy pink earlobe. She resisted His efforts. He
knew that she would never do that intentionally, fearful of His
punishment. But, He also realized that when He did things to her
neck and her ears, she was unable to contain herself entirely.
And, He enjoyed pushing her-like on this occasion. He buried His
face into her neck, licking, sucking, nibbling, kissing as she
struggled in his arms. He continued to fuck her with his
fingers, slowly moving His little finger to her ass and when He
started nibbling her neck again, He slid that finger into her
ass. She began to gasp and He knew that it would not be long
before she came. He quietly reminded her to rub her clit as He
worked her g-spot from inside. He wanted to her to feel the
intensity all over her body and she did. She began to moan and
tremble violently. He held her close as He bit her neck harder
and rubbed her g-spot steadily, loving the way that He could
feel, from the inside of her body, the shaking that overtook
her. He held her tightly as she convulsed in His arms, feeling
her orgasm run through her. Her cum gushed down His hand so He
wiggled His fingers, loving the feeling of her wetness. He held
her as she began to settle, the strong movements of her body
settling into quiet twitching. She finally relaxed and He moved
away from her, kissing her on the cheek as He did. She smiled
sleepily so He retrieved the blankets from the floor and covered
her back up, telling her to sleep. He was still rock hard but He
had plans for her later that night. So, He would let her rest.
She would need her strength. He patted her on her ass as she
snuggled into her teddy bear. As He walked out of the room, the
words “I love you Master” followed Him.
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