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Stories for N: Taking You (Contrite) (fm:female domination, 2262 words) | |||
| Author: CatrionaM | Added: Jan 05 2013 | Views/Reads: 1344/741 [55%] | Story vote: 9.44 (25 votes) |
| Last of the 1-on-1 femdom scenes that have been brewing in my mind lately. A tad more bite this time as it starts with punishment, thus a little bondage & pain, a riding crop, boots... still a happy ending with MF sex and F on M anal. Totally F PoV. | |||

I shouldn't be here, I should have stayed aloof and teasing, far away, forever tantalising. And yet, I am burning, my whole body on fire, smouldering slow, red hot. My skin feels like it is not mine any more but a creature of its own separate existence, alive, more alive than I am myself inside it, electrified with desire, each nerve ending and each synaptic connection aching, hurting for you. I am burning, my body is like a string, taut and tense, my skin glowing. I am more aware of each square inch of it than I have ever been before: I'm aware of patches of skin that I never realised I had. I walk towards you, as you kneel there on the rug by the hearth, face down, wrists bound with a black silk tie, arms extending forward. I stand tall and straight, above you, on your knees for me. I stand dressed, above you, naked. I stand in my knee-length, black boots and a coat-dress, astride you prone body. I don't really want to hurt you, but for once you do deserve real punishment for the way you have been not so long ago. I stand, wielding a riding crop, above the smooth, blank playing field of your body, the body I missed so much and that you are now giving to me, again. I am not quite sure whether in cheeky defiance or genuine supplication. I raise the crop and as it falls, it defaces that blankness. It answers the question. I'm branding you. The droplets of blood seeping through broken skin mirror the searing lust coursing through my body. The crop is less an instrument of torture that a symbol of my desire, and a test of yours. I'm taking you, this way, finally, for myself. These were just the first 40 lines of this story. Please sign in or set up a FREE account below to read full stories..
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