Midnight Encounter

Deeper," I say to him, "Push that tongue in deeper."

My body is a pile of mush after an hour of that tongue giving me orgasm after orgasm lapping at my clitoris while using his fingers expertly inside me. When I finally couldn't take another, I collapsed and rolled over on my side, shivering. I thought I was done, pulling him up to cuddle me.

But then of his own volition, he lowered himself again, kissing down my back, hovering at the full, round mound of my ass. I rolled all the way over onto my stomach to feel him spread my cheeks and continue down to the wrinkled star of my anus, which was completely bathed in my juices.

The shuddering sensation of these anal orgasms are not as intense as the explosion that happened on my clitoris at the tip of his tongue, but they fill me with a different warm pleasure and another wave of energy washes over me. I tell him to keep going. "Put it inside me, where it belongs."

I feel his wet muscle pushing against the entrance, succeeding, wiggling. "Bury your face in my ass," I say. "Suffocate on me." He obeys and after several of my shadowy shudders, comes up for air. "Just a quick breath," he whispers, then dives in again. He tickles my sphincter, making me shiver, my clit reawakening and throbbing. The next time he comes up for air, I tell him to stop. "Now that you've filled me so sweetly, I'm going to fill you."

I don't know if he's excited or scared, although probably a little bit of both. "Go get my harness and the blue dildo."

"Yes, Señora." He slides off the bed onto all fours and crawls to the cabinet where I keep my toys. I roll over onto my side at the edge of the bed to enjoy the sight of his body creeping along the floor. My pegging collection is on the bottom shelf, where he can access it appropriately with his mouth.

First he picks up the strap with his teeth, then crawls back over to the bed and waits for me to take it from him. "Good boy," I pet his head and when he turns to go back for the dildo, I give him a nice hard slap on his rump. "Ow!" He feigns pain but I know he'll want more spanking, and I'll be sure to give it to him.

He returns to the bed with his mouth full of the blue dildo. "Mmmm, your face looks so pretty when it's full of my cock." He can't respond but he blushes a little. I wrap my hand around the end of it and gently push it deeper into his mouth. "That's it, suck on my cock. Wet it for me so it's nice and ready to use." He moans and swallows the little blue dildo, in and out, in and out. "Suck it," and he tightens his lips around it.

Seeing him so obediently accepting it excites a perverse longing deep in my belly and I want to see the other end of him swallow it, too. I pull it all the way out and his mouth just hangs open for a moment, empty.

I slowly sit up on the side of the bed. I hand him the harness. He knows what to do, centering each of my feet in place, stealing the opportunity to kiss them briefly. I stand and he pulls the leather contraption up into place, tightening the straps around my thighs and waist. I hand him the blue silicon toy and he affixes that in the ring in the middle.

I love looking down on him as he knowingly prepares me to fuck him.

I make him suck on it again, now that it is in place. I begin to thrust into his mouth, my clit and nipples responding to the motion with excitement.

And I'd thought I was done.

"Enough," I say curtly. I turn and run my hand along the sheets to find the wet spot his earlier work had spilled all over the bed.

"Here," I point to the spot. "Put your face here."

He gets up and bends over the bed where I've indicated. "Thank you, Señora." He knows I know he loves my scent and allowing him to continue to smell me while being penetrated from behind is a treat.

I squeeze some lube onto my finger and gently search for his opening. I know I've found the right spot when he moans. I take my time, teasing the entrance, then entering shallowly at first. Now it's his turn to ask, "Deeper, please!"

I oblige, with two fingers now, fucking him with a rhythm. He thrusts back against me. "Don't move," I command. His dick isn't caged and I don't want him accidentally cumming from rubbing himself against the mattress. He's been a very good boy but I still haven't decided if he gets to finish today.

None of his man parts have had any attention yet. I pull my fingers out of him and cup his balls in my hand. He moans again, and I squeeze until his moan turns into yelps. "Ooooooow!" I know this hurts and I stop.

But a dark desire to punish him had been ignited in my chest and I smack him, hard this time. He jumps, which only incites me to deliver more hits with my bare hand. His ass is turning pink, but my hand is getting tired.

"Don't move," I tell him. I walk to the wall where I have all my impact toys hanging. While there, I play a trick on him: I switch the little blue dildo for the big red one. I also grab a wooden drumstick.

I always tell him that it is so fun to make music on his ass. The stick also leaves pretty striped marks with little points on the end.

He clenches at the pain but doesn't make much noise. I guess he's enjoying listening to the music, too.

When his skin is approaching the color of the dildo I now am wearing, I stop.

I generously douse the red phallus with lubricant and slowly begin to enter him. The sounds he makes let me know how aroused he is, but I want to hear him say it.

I bend over him so the skin of my belly and breasts rubs against his back. I can feel the heat of his recent spanking in my thighs.

"Tell me how much you want it," I whisper in his ear.

"Please, take me, Señora, please." My fingers find his face and lightly trace over his features...his forehead, his nose, his cheeks, his mouth. The gentle motion contrasts with the roughness I've doled out to him and is a calm before the storm of the fucking he's about to get. I push against him with my hips, just to remind him of my cock that is suspended in his ass.

"Tell me again. I need to know it's what you want. I need to know how much you love it." It's true, I have a sadistic side, but I also feel a deep empathy and need to know what I'm giving is fulfilling a need for my submissive. Even if it's a perverse need to be punished and used.

"Please, fuck me, peg me, make my ass yours. I want to FEEL you inside me." I love hearing him spit out the difficult words with the weight of my body on top of him and the silicone extension of myself filling him.

I push my hips into him again and ask, "Like this?"

"Yeeeeessss," I know soon he's not going to be able to speak much more.

I pull myself upright again and back out of him and shallowly pulse into him. "Like this?"

"Fuck, no, deeper, please, deeper!"

I penetrate a little more, and he tries to push back against me but I remind him not to move. "Use your words."

"Deeeeeeeeeper!"

"Well, if that's what you want. By the way, I switched dildos..."

I plunge the red toy deep into him and he gasps. "Tell me, do you really like it deeper?"

I can feel him slipping into subspace, but before he's too gone to say anything else, he whispers, "Yes, deeper..."

My own body is excited at the memory of his tongue inside my own ass and I know how good it feels to have someone go deep inside you, to have someone WANT to go that deep. I don't want to just dominate his body. I want that deep connection of the mind, the heart, the soul.

But for today, I'll start with his ass.