u/Imaginary_Drive_3811

Part 2 -

You have had enough. You are getting impatient. But I tell you it will be worth the wait. Don’t be so greedy.

Your dick twitches and you become achingly erect, unable to control your urges, begging me to suck you off with a messy, wet, sloppy blow job. But that’s not happening….yet. You want to negotiate, you ask me to sit on your cock and ride you in the good boy chair. You’re not ready. I tire of your whining. I put the hood over your head, you laugh, I tell you to behave.

First I take the scissors and cut four equal and generous lengths of rope. I don't ask for permission, there is only one rule and you know it - obey. I tie your upper arms tight to the chair to ensure you feel confined. Then your wrists with just enough slack that you can twist and pull against the restraint. I like to watch you struggle, it makes me love you more. You are so handsome when you struggle. Muscles straining, anticipation rising. It’s really hot.

For a moment, I feel generous, and I pause, get on my hands and knees then deep throat your cock…a few times, up and down, up and down, up and down slowly, then I lose my self control and bob my head faster, gagging, making your cock a sloppy mess, until you moan loudly and shake. I love sucking cock. I can sense how close you are to exploding. You breathe harder and I can see your heart beat outside your chest, you inhale the hood in and out through your mouth. So confined and vulnerable. Perfect.

I rest my hands on your knees. I press myself into your body, grabbing your shoulders, straddling your hips, pressing my swollen tits into your chest. I kiss your neck, you tell me no hickeys. Fair enough.

I stand up, get behind you, I put my hands on your shoulders, lean over, wrap my arms around your upper torso and my long hair falls across your chest. You can’t see me through the hood, but I’m smirking as I watch your cock twitch. It makes my cunt flood with wetness. I’m getting off on this power trip.

Arms, hands, secured tightly. Check. Now your ankles. Your boxers are stretched between your legs, getting in the way while I kneel in front of your gorgeous cock. I take the scissors and cut the shorts in half, too bad, they were nice. I tear the fabric into strips. I wrap them around your ankles and tie them as tight as possible to the chair leg. How’s your circulation? We’ll wait and see, but I don’t really give a fuck. Caring too much kills the vibe.

Surprise! Now you are helpless. I don’t think you expected this. What can I say? I’m a hopeless romantic.

I think you like my work. I notice you leaking. I can’t resist your pre-cum so I get back on my knees and place my hands on your thighs, gripping them tight so that my nails dig into your skin. When you wince, I dig them in a little deeper as I kiss your inner thighs, my head rubbing into your groin, you feel my silky hair against you again. You can still smell my fragrance, your favorite. I suck on your lips for a second before I lock in on your cock. Gently gripping right below the rim of your tip, your precum oozes slowly onto my thumb. Bringing my hand to my mouth, I suck it off my fingers. You taste delicious. Clean, saline and sticky, exactly how I like it.

Good boys get their cocks worshipped and you have been very very good ever since you walked through that door. So I get on my hands and knees at your feet…my legs spread wide, your cock in my face, and I take a vibrator to the base of your cock, up to the head and this drives you wild. I then take that vibrator to my clit, my cunt is throbbing while I completely feast on your cock. I am so feral, I forget that I might be taking things too fast. I can see the tension in your arms struggling not to cum as I gag repeatedly on your cock jamming all of you inside my throat.

I then take your balls into my mouth as I apply oil to your shaft and stroke you gently with my long nails as I suck, lick and obsess over your nuts. I’m blissed out right now. As I lightly massage your balls and stroke your greasy cock, I jam my thumb in your ass. Do you like that? You shake your head up and down under the hood, yes. I knew you would because you love your ass teased and penetrated while massaged. I love playing with your ass while sucking your cock. The intense pleasure takes away all the worry, stress, pressure, all that remains is us.

I love to spoil you so I push my thumb in harder and as I release the grip on your nuts, I begin to stroke your cock faster, sucking the tip harder, sloppier, you can hear my mouth slurp. You are now shaking, your cock is pulsing and you take short breaths, moaning louder until it sounds like you might explode. I keep going and begin to circle my thumb inside you and I can feel you flex and the tension build. Your cock is starting to pump from the base, your balls are tight and you are now pulling against your restraints. Then POW!

I slap your balls and stop everything. Ouch. You are laughing as you writhe in pain because I know you kinda like it. I stand up and press my toes against your crotch. You naughty naughty boy, I never said you could cum. I go and make a gin and tonic. Are you thirsty?

I sit on your lap, the only thing between your cock and my cunt is the crotch of my lacy panties, but the wetness can be felt on your thighs as I slide up onto your lap. I take off my cami, oil up my tits and rub them against your chest. My hard nipples are pressed against your collar bone and I pull up the hood just enough to show your beautiful mouth, I want to kiss you deeply but I refrain. I put one hand under your chin and guide your mouth to the rim of the glass and give you small sips of my G&T. Then I kiss you very lightly at first tasting the gin, then with my tongue and I’m tasting your breath. I’m in total control and you love it.

I take off your hood. You gasp, blink and start to laugh, you think this is a silly joke. So I take one of your socks, shove it in your mouth and wrap bondage tape around your head to shut you up. Now you are gagged, bound, sweaty, and very erect - you look sublime. I want you to drool for me.

I get back on my knees. I’m going to worship that thick, meaty, beast like my life depended on it. I spit on your cock and grab it with both hands and pump it up and down, up and down, looking you in the eyes with deviant thoughts. You try to hold your gaze but you are losing your fucking mind. You are unable to think, you are my hot, brainless sexed up boy toy. When I begin to slowly deep throat your cock, so deep I gag so hard I almost puke, your muffled moans get louder. My saliva is pooling around the base of your cock and I need to catch my breath, I’m gripping your knees and coming up to kiss the tip, sucking it, licking the frenulum with short fast strokes as one hand pumps your shaft. You are moaning louder, writhing about, flexing every muscle, I suck faster. Your groans get menacing, frustrated. I look back up into your eyes as your engorged, pulsing, angry dick is too fucking close to the edge. Fuck it. I’m setting you free.

I want you to anger fuck me like the dirty slut that I am. I hurriedly take the scissors to cut your leg restraints, and once your hands are free you rip off your gag, throw it across the room, grab me by my hair, shove me violently on the bed, flip me on my stomach. Tear off my pretty panties, my cunt is already pink, swollen, wet, ready. Holding me down at the small of my back you shove your knee between my legs until I’m spread wide. You spit on my ass, slap it so hard I cry out loud, that really hurt! Then you just use me, pounding me hard, hands death gripping my hips, fucking me as if you just broke out of prison on a long sentence. I’m in for a real treat.

Nice to meet you.

Part 1.

Well, what I’d like to do is meet you at a hotel - a nice hotel for business travelers, mid town. I’ve chatted with you for months, and now I’m coming to your city on business. This will be our first time together in the real world.

When you read my message, “I’m coming to NYC” you get painfully hard. You send me a pic. It pleases me to have this power over you. I’m not going to fool myself. I know I’m another sex toy in your arsenal but you are much more to me. You are the top of my leader board. Have been for weeks.

I eagerly await the day we meet. Will you be available? Is this too much pressure? Will you fuck with my head and cancel? Will you fuck with my heart and ghost me? I lacked the confidence to believe you would show up.

But you did.

I’m in my room, headset on, listening to music, on the bed, chilling hard on gummies and gin. I feel a tingling, nervous sensation in my stomach, like a drop on a roller coaster. It’s the G force as you enter the building.

I instructed you to go to the front desk and use a pseudonym to gain access to room #814, no ID needed. The clerk knows what to do, because I warmly befriended him at check in. As he hands you the key card he tells you that I’m a very special lady, but you already know this.

When you stop at the room. I feel you on the other side. You knock. I breathe deeply as I open the door. The moment is better than I ever imagined. I pull you inside and give you a long, crushing hug. This is pure fucking magic.

Right now, you are the center of my universe. I’ve waited so long for this time with you. Possibly lifetimes. I want to take you in, in every way possible. I take in the scent of your hair, your clothes your skin, I look at you in the eyes and kiss your face, bite your lips and taste your tongue. Everything is in slo mo, our magnetic pull brings us to the bed. I pull you down to lay with me, and while on your back, you kick off your shoes, our legs wrap around each other. My hand gropes your body bulge to chest, resting on your abs. I kiss your hands, gently suck on two fingers running my tongue across the tips. Your hands always make me weak.

I sit up, lean over to pull off your pants, you are rock hard beneath your boxers. I rush to take off your hoodie, your T-shirt, throwing them, balled up, in the corner. Socks and underwear stay on. All a part of my methodology.

As we kiss on the bed, I want to ram my tongue down your throat but fear it could be too much too early. It’s difficult to hold back so it must be time to sweetly coax you out of bed and into the good boy chair.

I have rope, black bondage tape, oil and a black hood, a switch…oh, and scissors. Depending on how well you behave, I may or may not use everything. It’s fun to see your reaction, you are unsure whether or not I can be trusted. Fuck it, you already made that decision. You’re here, right?

Strategically placed in the corner against the windows with a view of the city. The drapes are open for anyone in the upper floors across the avenue to watch. I love an audience, don’t you? You don’t care at this point. You just want to get to fucking.

Once you sit down I’m going to pull your boxers to your ankles and worship your cock. Kissing and licking the tip, sucking and squeezing your balks. You smell delicious and I can’t inhale enough of you. I rub my head in your lap as you pull and stroke my long hair.

My manicured nails run across your calves, knees, thighs, ribs, forearms. It tickles you and that makes me happy. I grab your cock in one hand and trail my nails lightly up and down your shaft, this makes you shiver. I toy with your cockhead, slowly circling the ridge with my index finger while intermittently kissing it all over. You are having difficulty holding back, you want to throw me on the bed and fuck me beast mode. You want to be so bad, but I’m going to help you be a good boy. It will be worth it.

Well, what I’d like to do is meet you at a hotel - a nice hotel for business travelers, mid town. I’ve chatted with you for months, and now I’m coming to your city on business. This will be our first time together in the real world.

When you read my message, “I’m coming to NYC” you get painfully hard. You send me a pic. It pleases me to have this power over you. I’m not going to fool myself. I know I’m another sex toy in your arsenal but you are much more to me. You are the top of my leader board. Have been for weeks.

I eagerly await the day we meet. Will you be available? Is this too much pressure? Will you fuck with my head and cancel? Will you fuck with my heart and ghost me? I lacked the confidence to believe you would show up.

But you do.

I’m in my room, headset on, listening to music, on the bed, chilling hard on gummies and gin. I feel a tingling, nervous sensation in my stomach, like a drop on a roller coaster. It’s the G force as you enter the building.

I instructed you to go to the front desk and use a pseudonym to gain access to room #814, no ID needed. The clerk knows what to do, because I warmly befriended him at check in. As he hands you the key card he tells you that I’m a very special lady, but you already know this.

When you stop at the room. I feel you on the other side. You knock. I breathe deeply as I open the door. The moment is better than I ever imagined. I pull you inside and give you a long, crushing hug. This is pure fucking magic.

Right now, you are the center of my universe. I’ve waited so long for this time with you. Possibly lifetimes. I want to take you in, in every way possible. I take in the scent of your hair, your clothes your skin, I look at you in the eyes and kiss your face, bite your lips and taste your tongue. Everything is in slo mo, our magnetic pull brings us to the bed. I pull you down to lay with me, and while on your back, you kick off your shoes, our legs wrap around each other. My hand gropes your body bulge to chest, resting on your abs. I kiss your hands, gently suck on two fingers running my tongue across the tips. Your hands always make me weak.

I sit up, lean over to pull off your pants, you are rock hard beneath your boxers. I rush to take off your hoodie, your T-shirt, throwing them, balled up, in the corner. Socks and underwear stay on. All a part of my methodology.

As we kiss on the bed, I want to ram my tongue down your throat but fear it could be too much too early. It’s difficult to hold back so it must be time to sweetly coax you out of bed and into the good boy chair.

I have rope, black bondage tape, oil and a black hood, a switch…oh, and scissors. Depending on how well you behave, I may or may not use everything. It’s fun to see your reaction, you are unsure whether or not I can be trusted. Fuck it, you already made that decision. You’re here, right?

Strategically placed in the corner against the windows with a view of the city. The drapes are open for anyone in the upper floors across the avenue to watch. I love an audience, don’t you? You don’t care at this point. You just want to get to fucking.

Once you sit down I’m going to pull your boxers to your ankles and worship your cock. Kissing and licking the tip, sucking and squeezing your balks. You smell delicious and I can’t inhale enough of you. I rub my head in your lap as you pull and stroke my long hair.

My manicured nails run across your calves, knees, thighs, ribs, forearms. It tickles you and that makes me happy. I grab your cock in one hand and trail my nails lightly up and down your shaft, this makes you shiver. I toy with your cockhead, slowly circling the ridge with my index finger while intermittently kissing it all over. You are having difficulty holding back, you want to throw me on the bed and fuck me beast mode. You want to be so bad, but I’m going to help you be a good boy. It will be worth it.

Your dick twitches and you become achingly erect, unable to control your urges, begging me to suck you off with a messy, wet, sloppy blow job. But that’s not happening….yet. You want to negotiate, you ask me to sit on your cock and ride you in the good boy chair. You’re not ready. I tire of your whining. I put the hood over your head, you laugh, I tell you to behave.

First I take the scissors and cut four equal and generous lengths of rope. I don't ask for permission, there is only one rule and you know it - obey. I tie your upper arms tight to the chair to ensure you feel confined. Then your wrists with just enough slack that you can twist and pull against the restraint. I like to watch you struggle, it makes me love you more. You are so handsome when you struggle. Muscles straining, anticipation rising. It’s really hot.

For a moment, I feel generous, and I pause, get on my hands and knees then deep throat your cock…a few times, up and down, up and down, up and down slowly, then I lose my self control and bob my head faster, gagging, making your cock a sloppy mess, until you moan loudly and shake. I love sucking cock. I can sense how close you are to exploding. You breathe harder and I can see your heart beat outside your chest, you inhale the hood in and out through your mouth. So confined and vulnerable. Perfect.

I rest my hands on your knees. I press myself into your body, grabbing your shoulders, straddling your hips, pressing my swollen tits into your chest. I kiss your neck, you tell me no hickeys. Fair enough.

I stand up, get behind you, I put my hands on your shoulders, lean over, wrap my arms around your upper torso and my long hair falls across your chest. You can’t see me through the hood, but I’m smirking as I watch your cock twitch. It makes my cunt flood with wetness. I’m getting off on this power trip.

Arms, hands, secured tightly. Check. Now your ankles. Your boxers are stretched between your legs, getting in the way while I kneel in front of your gorgeous cock. I take the scissors and cut the shorts in half, too bad, they were nice. I tear the fabric into strips. I wrap them around your ankles and tie them as tight as possible to the chair leg. How’s your circulation? We’ll wait and see, but I don’t really give a fuck. Caring too much kills the vibe.

Surprise! Now you are helpless. I don’t think you expected this. What can I say? I’m a hopeless romantic.

I think you like my work. I notice you leaking. I can’t resist your pre-cum so I get back on my knees and place my hands on your thighs, gripping them tight so that my nails dig into your skin. When you wince, I dig them in a little deeper as I kiss your inner thighs, my head rubbing into your groin, you feel my silky hair against you again. You can still smell my fragrance, your favorite. I suck on your lips for a second before I lock in on your cock. Gently gripping right below the rim of your tip, your precum oozes slowly onto my thumb. Bringing my hand to my mouth, I suck it off my fingers. You taste delicious. Clean, saline and sticky, exactly how I like it.

Good boys get their cocks worshipped and you have been very very good ever since you walked through that door. So I get on my hands and knees at your feet…my legs spread wide, your cock in my face, and I take a vibrator to the base of your cock, up to the head and this drives you wild. I then take that vibrator to my clit, my cunt is throbbing while I completely feast on your cock. I am so feral, I forget that I might be taking things too fast. I can see the tension in your arms struggling not to cum as I gag repeatedly on your cock jamming all of you inside my throat.

I then take your balls into my mouth as I apply oil to your shaft and stroke you gently with my long nails as I suck, lick and obsess over your nuts. I’m blissed out right now. As I lightly massage your balls and stroke your greasy cock, I jam my thumb in your ass. Do you like that? You shake your head up and down under the hood, yes. I knew you would because you love your ass teased and penetrated while massaged. I love playing with your ass while sucking your cock. The intense pleasure takes away all the worry, stress, pressure, all that remains is us.

I love to spoil you so I push my thumb in harder and as I release the grip on your nuts, I begin to stroke your cock faster, sucking the tip harder, sloppier, you can hear my mouth slurp. You are now shaking, your cock is pulsing and you take short breaths, moaning louder until it sounds like you might explode. I keep going and begin to circle my thumb inside you and I can feel you flex and the tension build. Your cock is starting to pump from the base, your balls are tight and you are now pulling against your restraints. Then POW!

I slap your balls and stop everything. Ouch. You are laughing as you writhe in pain because I know you kinda like it. I stand up and press my toes against your crotch. You naughty naughty boy, I never said you could cum. I go and make a gin and tonic. Are you thirsty?

I sit on your lap, the only thing between your cock and my cunt is the crotch of my lacy panties, but the wetness can be felt on your thighs as I slide up onto your lap. I take off my cami, oil up my tits and rub them against your chest. My hard nipples are pressed against your collar bone and I pull up the hood just enough to show your beautiful mouth, I want to kiss you deeply but I refrain. I put one hand under your chin and guide your mouth to the rim of the glass and give you small sips of my G&T. Then I kiss you very lightly at first tasting the gin, then with my tongue and I’m tasting your breath. I’m in total control and you love it.

I take off your hood. You gasp, blink and start to laugh, you think this is a silly joke. So I take one of your socks, shove it in your mouth and wrap bondage tape around your head to shut you up. Now you are gagged, bound, sweaty, and very erect - you look sublime. I want you to drool for me.

I get back on my knees. I’m going to worship that thick, meaty, beast like my life depended on it. I spit on your cock and grab it with both hands and pump it up and down, up and down, looking you in the eyes with deviant thoughts. You try to hold your gaze but you are losing your fucking mind. You are unable to think, you are my hot, brainless sexed up boy toy. When I begin to slowly deep throat your cock, so deep I gag so hard I almost puke, your muffled moans get louder. My saliva is pooling around the base of your cock and I need to catch my breath, I’m gripping your knees and coming up to kiss the tip, sucking it, licking the frenulum with short fast strokes as one hand pumps your shaft. You are moaning louder, writhing about, flexing every muscle, I suck faster. Your groans get menacing, frustrated. I look back up into your eyes as your engorged, pulsing, angry dick is too fucking close to the edge. Fuck it. I’m setting you free.

I want you to anger fuck me like the dirty slut that I am. I hurriedly take the scissors to cut your leg restraints, and once your hands are free you rip off your gag, throw it across the room, grab me by my hair, shove me violently on the bed, flip me on my stomach. Tear off my pretty panties, my cunt is already pink, swollen, wet, ready. Holding me down at the small of my back you shove your knee between my legs until I’m spread wide. You spit on my ass, slap it so hard I cry out loud, that really hurt! Then you just use me, pounding me hard, hands death gripping my hips, fucking me as if you just broke out of prison on a long sentence. I’m in for a real treat. Nice to meet you.