crazynight
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Hi, here is one of my bdsm stories-I normally post on my journal.
Day of Reckoning
A new day was around the corner, In which I'll get to be under the sunlight-yet once again. Despite seeing the light at the other end of the tunnel, I was unsure whether or not to walk towards it. Crawling through a gallery of memories, full of; love, pain, betrayal, and triumphs, I was wondering what marks Shawnie could leave. Regardless, somewhere deep in my heart I wanted feel the heat of her skin. I must catch this fleeing star and steal its glow.-and orbit her universe. Oh Skarin, I am not sure I can host this rage anymore. I've lost many times, I just want to live and be a free man-shit.
But as the days went by, our Rubicon was getting less distant. The point of no return for me, perhaps the witching hour for my Shawnie. The day in which she will accept Jay's passion at the expense of sustaining Skarin's misery. Energy is always lost in every bargain; pain for love or love for pain-it doesn't matter, as long as the net result is positive for the spirit. That is, how much energy you invest to get
what.? How much vehemence can a slut stand to be loved. I was very aware of this from a very young age. If Shawnie undergoes my alter ego; An episode she will not forget, not even in another existence.-She might understand the dominant virtue in me.
Sex is a continuation of love, and love is a continuation of happiness by other means, Other means that are simply; relative individual manifestations. I always had the notion, that if I was to peek the average couple having sex and was told to describe what my eyes see, I would remain wordless. But why the story of Shawnie and Jay
that I'm about to reveal can potentially provoke, excite and intimidate.? It must be because it is full of life. And happiness is a continuation of life!-Such revelation was given to me from aeon thru a dream.-The signal needed to cut to the chase and face
Shawnie once, and for all!
I asked her to meet me in he city, corner of 14th St. & 8th Ave.-memories in the west village tends to stimulate Skarin. Without anticipating much, I still couldn't make my way to possibly have her in a room for myself, empty handed. So I packed full ammunition; velcro straps, latex mask,leather straps, candle and of course my music. I got to the bar ahead of time, ordered a beer and the nervous wreck began. I was wondering why she made me come all the way to this point, is she wasting my time? Is this slut just thinking that she will open her legs and have it easy.? Skarin's madness was taking over my feelings. A romantic dinner could do, but that would make me look weak.
It took an eternity for Shawnie to arrive, my Shawnie...But she finally walked in thru that door, awe standing under a beam of light-so vulnerable, wearing a sexy skirt; a thin piece of garment fastened around her waist, hanging down around her legs...Easily convertible into nothing but a piece of rope that could be used to atrociously tie her against a table leg. She looked a little nervous too, as she was
looking for me eagerly within the multitude I got up and walked towards her-For the first time we made eye contact. She was real... motionless, I simply said: "hi dear". As much as I wanted to hug, kiss and caress her I couldn't.-Skarin was resisting all urge. Instead he was hoping to cut the bullshit and get to business right away.
She got a whiskey on the rocks and I asked for another Amstel. So long in the making of this moment, and I was failing to rise to the occasion. -Her angelical figure was demanding the gentleman in me. But inadvertently fueling my alter ego simultaneously to find out what was under that skirt. "So, you are real Shawnie, thanks for coming", smiling she complied. Not often did I felt like a bloodworm inside a chicken coop, but certainly, this was one of those moments. Surrounded by
awkward gentleman drinking beer in glasses yet sporadically glimpsing at her ass was not bothering me much, what was troubling me was that her ass was not in my face already.
In such penumbra we kept talking, I noticed she was enjoying asking questions about me. But I couldn't concentrate, my notion was somewhere else...Perhaps behind her, guarding that ass like a doberman. Or keeping an eye on that punk who was smiling at her every time he would ask if we needed more drinks. I had finally met her, and there I was irritated in that environment-Hesitating with no mercy.
"Are you OK baby, Jay.?" "Yes dear, of course I'm OK...I'm sorry, just feel a bit unease here-that's all, but I’m glad to be here with you"..."Well, would you like to go somewhere else then?" "Not really, perhaps any other place would be the same, well except one-I responded"....."Than take me there!"
My heart was pumping, "I'm afraid you don't know what place I'm referring to baby". I said before taking the last sip of my fourth or so beer, the alcohol was already beginning to thoroughly govern my veins. "Jay, I don't care what place that is, if it makes you feel comfortable, then I will like it", "She better not be playing, or worst confused" I thought. But a funny thing happen instantly; some motherfucker played Ace of Spades by Motorhead. Perhaps not the best song to keep my composure. "I [won't] live forever"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DxGsMUguKO4
My confidence level suddenly changed, I felt more relaxed..."Do you really want to go there.?" "Yes Jay, Take me!"....Skarin had it all thought out...."OK lets go" I got up and winked at the bartender. We walked out and jumped in a cab, "please take us to 14th & 10th". 5 minutes later we got there, I got a room...Walking to the room, in the hallway, behind her I approached her thru her back and hugged her, she stopped and turned her head sideways, we gently kissed but I let her go immediately. Despite, I'm sure she felt my hard-on against her ass. Shawnie was absolutely different, so svelte-I could wrapped her around my arms so easily, it made me feel stronger, more powerful-nothing I ever felt before. We got in the room and once inside, at the shut of the door the terms changed.
She walked in first, placed her purse over a round table and then, inexplicably she paused, not daring to turn around and look at me in the eyes. Holding my belt buckle with my right hand I said; "come here", she took a deep breath and walked slowly towards me. I hugged her firmly, "uh babe, I've been dreaming about this instant for so long" I whispered in her ear. "Me too Jay"...I kissed her passionately and gradually pressed her harder against my body enthroning my hard on in
between her legs, feeling her pussy thru that meaningless skirt. Just minutes, but I had Shawnie already moaning sensually, trying to seduce me into her world. Instead I kissed her again savagely, almost like the way a lion licks a wound to heal it. Gently I slide my hands down her back to her ass for the first time. Awe, I grabbed her ass cheeks firmly as I continued kissing and licking her neck-slowly
releasing the beast.
Still kissing, the temperature was ascending, both breathing the same air and becoming one anatomical temple, Shawnie embellishing its interior and Jay decorating its exterior with care. Running his hands all over her upper body-every corner of it. Waist, breasts, gently running his claws thru her hair. At moments resting; panting with my mouth semi-biting one of her shoulders. Hesitating Skarin's will, to pound her with no mercy, I feared he would hurt her, she was so delicate. But slowly he was taking over and Shawnie was not rejecting him. So I gave her a little more, a taste of Skarin.
Viciously without hesitance I yanked her hair "Whose pussy is this.?" She glanced at me directly in the eyes, oh God, I can't erase that look of sorrow from my head. "Yours Jay" she kissed me in the lips, "Did I fucking said to kiss me?"-"No baby, I'm sorry"... "Then shut up and do only as I say!"-I slapped her in the face, still holding her from the hair like a puppet I tossed her against the wall. Crushing my core against her, forcing my dick to penetrate that skirt and Shawnie tiptoeing "Babe, it's only yours I promise"...I was establishing my absolute sovereignty, but abruptly confining Shawnie against the wall resembled a time in which I was kissing the very same wall.
The split second of weakness gave Shawnie a chance to turn around and face me. "Babe, it's only yours"....mischievously sliding her hand down to my dick she said. What a slut, is she trying to bribe me? I thought....But with Skarin full of lust, I told her; “do it” "Go ahead!" She got on her knees, pulled my zipper down and gave one slothful and sloppy lick from the bottom to the tip of my dick.-I slapped her in the face, “Do it right, I am not a motherfucker from down the block whore”-show me how much you love it. I want it sloppy, dripping all over, to see a waterfall of your own juice dripping down from my dick to your face every time you pull it out.
Holding her tight from the hair, I slapped her again, and rubbed my scrotum all over her face. “Get to work” “Yes Jay, I will do it”...”Shut up and do it, your mouth should be busy not talking”...Devotionally she began to do as I had demanded. Spitting all over, licking, kissing and choking on it blissfully. But the biggest fallacy of worship is the naive believe; that perfection can be achieved. And stupid Shawnie was floating in this cloud. So I took my belt off and buckled both of her fists. If she wants to be treated like a bitch, then I will. Then I pulled the black ski-type latex mask from my pocket and put it on her.-I knelt and kissed her erotically, and jumped back on my feet....Placing both hands over her head, gently I began to facefuck her. Trying to be careful not to bang her head against the wall. I love this woman, I can’t hurt her.
Despite, at moments Skarin pushed his dick in her face against the wall-and then slowly continue pushing in, malevolently smiling as she opened her eyes in sorrow...Then pull it out, and spit her face...Only to shove it back in repetitively. Shawnie was breathing heavily, it was overwhelming her. It was time she knew what I was made of, covering her nose with one hand and holding the back of her head with the other, I placed her under me; in between my legs like a bitch, and facefucked her from this position...Dropping my weight and pulling her head up, until she choked and gagged....“This is the way you suck this dick slut”, “Is that understood?”....”Yes Jay baby, please forgive me for not doing it right the first time”...”It’s OK Shawnie, this was your first time, lets just say that I can be a nice guy too”.
I yanked her from the hair again and tossed her to the bed “Get on the bed, show me that ass”-”I will go in the bathroom, and when I come out I don’t want to see anything else but you in doggie, with your head on the mattress and your ass all the way up!”......I went in the bathroom to piss, took my shirt off, tighten my shoelaces, washed my face with freezing cold water. Pulled out my iPhone, played From the Cradle to the Enslave out loud came out. I Put the iPhone over the table.....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nCvKYRXgwr8
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