I thought of you 

As he pounded into me and even before.  He knows another makes me so very wet just from his words. He asks me of you as he rubs my juices over my engorged clit. Why does he do this to you? I wanna be mad but you feel so fucking good right now.  

‘Feeling your  walls closing in as my cock is getting drenched makes it hard to be jealous right now. You know I need this from you, I’m never letting you go?’

Moving my hips in  time to your thrust I reply. 

‘He does for me what you do not. He will lick me clean after this. With his little dick leaking as he does it and he loves me for it.’

Hearing this makes you harden despite your look of disapproval. I kiss you and pull you downward back on the floor.  Lowering myself slowly onto your face.

‘I will be much less gentle with him. Grinding my cun filled pussy in his face’. 

You moan and suck on my clit. Rubbing with your tongue. Then pushing your tongue deep into the source of my wetness. 

‘Please let me fuck you. I am so in need. I want him to know you are mine.’

I laugh and you look hurt. I move myself lower down your body leaving a trail of juice. You slap my clit with the tip of your dick and kiss my nipples. 

I bounce on the tip until he arches his back to fill me. I can feel him wanting to prove himself to me. Keep himself in my memory. I dance on his dick taking all its length rocking to our own rythym. 

‘You love that another wants me and I always come back to you. Don’t you?’

‘Yes. At times I hate it but I love knowing you are desired & still choose me. I’ll let him know that every lick is the result of how I filled and marked you. ‘

I love it when you become primal and lustfull. Grunting as you push deeper. Your grip on me tightening. 

‘I want all of it lover fill me and cover me. Let him be grateful for what he receives. ‘

At that you do as can be seen. Such a good boy for me and you still get to play alpha. Kinda!

Time for pet to get to work….


The exhibition

We arranged to take a day off to spend together in our own special way. You booked a hotel to ensure our privacy as we seek to explore a hidden part of ourselves.

The week before I asked you to purchase some items and bring them with you.  The thought of a face dildo  and riding crop in your bag, makes you nervous and excited at the same time as you wait for me in the cafe bar, unsure of what to expect, yet safe in the knowledge that although Owner has a cruel streak, she appreciates you too much to cause you too much harm.

A whole day with my pet is quite a treat for both of us. I have an exhibition I’ve wanted to see at the Jack Bell Gallery for a while and this would be the perfect way to do it.  I choose my clothing as carefully as I have chosen yours. On this day I wear a blue body stocking with a black cincher under my rather formal charcoal dress…  After our afternoon drink we proceed to the gallery where I intend to tease you. We both know you are aching to see my plans for you once we are alone, which adds another dimension to the trip…

Each time I take a step the side split of my dress reveals the lace top of my holdups and the smallest hint of my beautiful dark chocolate thighs, just enough to make you warm and wonder what kind of panties I’m wearing, if at all. 

You once said you like to be made to feel weak by your desire. Let’s see if that is the case in public where you are expected to conduct yourself like a man.  Although you will always be my boy in private, I’m not about displaying our dynamic to the public. 

The gallery space is large and echos our footsteps. ‘Did you bring the items I asked for?’

‘Yes Miss Evie’ you reply quietly, avoiding eye contact, yet staring at my legs, hoping for another glimpse.

‘Great. I’m sure we will enjoy ourselves then. Especially me!’

A slight smile passes your lips. 
I drop my sunglasses and ask you to pick them up. As you kneel down to reach them I step on your hand and hear a suprised gasp emit your lips. I can see you are getting excited. My lovely little puppy. I’m going to make you melt…

I look forward to tying you up and trying out our new toys, this is going to be a wonderful day.

There is one mixed media piece I really like looking at. I wonder if you see the same things I do when you view it? 

‘I’ll be back in a moment, don’t move. Not even an inch…’

‘Yes Miss, as you wish’. 

Something about the way you say that always makes me tingle. I walk to the loo and remove my panties. The excitement of the day shows on my lace panties as you will soon find out. I’m so wet my juices are practically dripping down my thighs. After a tidy up I slide my forefinger over my sensitive clit and enjoy the feeling between my fingers. 

Stepping back out into the space I find you just as I left you. 

‘ I think I know why you  like this one so much Miss…..’

Your voice starts to trail off as I trace your lips with my fingers. 

‘You were saying?’ I ask

‘Can we go now please?’


Test run…

Try not to fuck it up and I may use you again. 

I’ve just shaved so lovely and smooth. That was supposed to be another’s job but unfortunately he couldn’t get it together. Cute though… Today I want to fuck until you admit to being physically unable to do anymore, then I’ll move onto your mouth. 

Lie on your back and take your knees to each shoulder.  This is quite a physically demanding position but you can take it can’t you big boy?

I do enjoy having this degree of control over you. It does mean that you will have less ability to stop yourself from cumming. I enjoy feeling all that lovely hot jizz squirting deep inside me. But if you cum tonight you won’t be seeing me for a few months. 

Feels good doesn’t it? You’re going to have to stop making so much noise.  In fact my panties are within reach, I might just stick them in your mouth anyway. Looks kinda hot fuckimg you like this. The only thing missing now is my hand on your pretty throat. 

The verbal agreement 

My body tingles and my pussy pulses. I can feel it against the fabric of my panties as they become moist in anticipation of your touch. You are ready for me naked and awaiting instructions. 

You know I have a thing for stockings and this body stocking was made for me. 

I know exactly how I want our encounter to go. I’ve always liked your kitchen worktop and really don’t think it’s being used to its full potential. 

I sit on the worktop and spread my legs revealing the delicious pinkness of my pussy between the darkness of my brown thighs. Look how I glisten in the light. Don’t you want to touch it? Of course you do, I can see it in your body language and the raging hard on you seem to be sporting already. 

I beckon you closer and hug you with my legs.

I want to feel your breath on my neck, hot and wanton. I love having my neck kissed. Feeling your naked body against my skin is always a good start. I bet your lips are soft, that bottom lip is just waiting to be sucked and bitten. Just thinking about it makes me wet. You have no idea how much I want you. I can tell those fingers are skillfull from the way you play guitar. 
I lick my fingers and push two into my wetness until they are slippery and shine, then roll my hips as I look into your eyes. I can tell it’s taking everything you have to maintain eye contact and not look down. Hehehe

Admiring your resilience, I moan softly and pull you by your hair towards me, kissing you full on your mouth. I suck your tongue and feel your cock harden and twitch against my leg. Pulling your hair, snaps your head back and exposes your throat. I kiss it lightly then stick my wet fingers into your mouth. My pussy pulses intensely as you passionately lick and suck my fingers clean. I can feel a small puddle forming on your worktop, putting my feet on the worktop and sitting back I say.

‘Lick my juice off the table will you darling? I’ve made a mess’

‘Yes, of course Miss’

Your hair tickles my thighs and you look up at me when you complete the task. From this angle how could I not love my little puppy? Your submission is the most beautiful gift. 

I push my hot wetness into your face, my legs over your shoulders and you lap it up like a thirsty doggy. Having my clit sucked makes me want to mark your whole face with my scent as my drips become something more and I start to drench your face, my juices filling your mouth. That hasn’t happened in quite some time and feels so very good. You deserve every drop as you struggle with drinking me in and breathing at the same time. I do love a boy dedicated to his job. As my orgasm begins to cool I notice that even your hair is a little wet. Pet deserves a treat for doing so well.

‘Come up for air so I can play with your cock as we kiss.’

‘I’d love that Miss. You taste lovely and I’d gladly drink you all day if you’d let me’.

‘I know you would. Now come here.’

You kiss my stomach and breasts with you wet face. My nipples are like bullets. I reach down and stroke your cock surprised to find it harder than ever. You really do enjoy these games and that turns me on like nothing else. I push myself closer to the edge of the worktop and rub the tip of your cock against my clit. Fuck, I want to cum all over that length as I slide it against my lips. Holding the base of your cock I start to wave it against my soaking cunt.

‘Kiss me and try not to cum’

‘I don’t know if I can do the latter Miss.’ You reply between kisses.

‘This feels pretty intense for me.I can feel you coming and it’s dripping on my aching balls’.

‘Try for me. You’ve been doing so well.’

Increasing the speed I suck your tongue tasting myself in your mouth always drives me wild. I feel you stiffen in my hand as your balls tighten.

‘Please Miss. I have to cum’

In that moment you would have agreed to anything and what kind of Domme would I be not to take advantage of that.

‘You can come on my pussy but you must aim for my clit and will have to lick me clean afterwards’

‘what? I thought you were pleased with me?’

‘This is no time to forget your manners puppy’

‘Sorry Miss. You know I can’t refuse, I’m so close.’

‘So say you will’

‘I’ll lick my cum from your pussy Miss’

With that you burst open and I love the feeling as it hits me. My goodness you have been saving yourself!

‘A deals a deal, young man’ I say as your euphoric face begins to remember what you agreed to. Surprisingly you reply 

‘It was worth it, Miss Evie’.

And get to work with an enthusiasm I hadn’t expected. What a lucky girl I am.

A lesson in patience 

The hungry boy was so in need, he forgot his manners.  This won’t do. Patience is not an easy skill to muster but you are going to have to find a way if you want this to continue. I am so close to actually taking you on but my time is precious so I cant afford to waste it. 

There is an element of the brat about you but I’m certain some well administered discipline will keep that in check. 

One such torment I’m beginning to think would be good for you is tying you to the bed spread eagled and bringing in another that is bigger and more experienced at their role. This will not only remind you that things can be different if I so choose but also helps you to realise there is a dynamic that needs to be maintained, plus it will keep you on your toes.

 Perhaps also a blind fold,  if you have shown you do not deserve to see how another can give me pleasure. We would ignore you as if you are just some creases and bumps on the bed. I know the perfect guy for such a thing. Polite, very handome and well built. Almost as much of a flirt as I am and a wicked sense of humour. I don’t want to make him my pet but I do want to devour him. I like the idea of laying on top of you as he enters me. You being forced to hear every moan, gasp or move we make but unable to do anything. Your sense if smell and touch heightened as your cock hardens despite yourself, the innate nature  of your need to be owned brought to the surface. 

Don’t worry I will take my time to describe every detail the next time you get too big for your boots.

Wet panties

Its bizarre I know, but I’m into the idea of watching you make my panties wet. I’d wear the white silky ones so you can easily monitor the progress of your work and my brown boots, the ones that make my arse look even prettier. Usual rules apply to the wet panties game. You can not take them off or move them aside. Using your mouth, hands on the floor, you wear no clothing and begin on your knees. The only thing limiting you is your imagination. 

Its kinda sexy listening you tell me how much you enjoy your tasks. Its one of the few times when your arms and legs are free. Then again I might tie your ankles or use a spreader bar. You do look good in that!

I like it when I lean over, your nose rubbing against my arse, your tongue marking the outline of my panties whilst you ask for a taste. Extra points for sucking my juices through the silk or making my clit so hard that you can flick it with the tip of your tongue. 

I’d certainly be impressed if you manage to make my thighs wet. So much so, it would be worth a treat. 

That mahogany desk

My thoughts still wander as I work on that desk. One of my most lucid daydreams. I picture you trying to work, typing away at the keyboard preparing for your next meeting. You look so serious with your mind focused so intently. How can I resist distracting you?

I move the keyboard aside and sit in its place. My legs on the arms if your chair. That’s got your attention! I lift my skirt up and play until I leave a puddle on the desk. My wet fingers trace your lips. I pull my skirt down and leave the room to make tea. We both know you would love to clean that puddle with your tongue or at least lick your lips. I wonder how long you will hold out before you ask…