Delightfully unique- whatever or whomever I'm writing in consent, romance, and lust.
Ha! You thought maybe with that picture that you were heading toward some ageplay? Nope :D
You throw me down on the bed. "Are you my slut?"
"Yes, Master," I moan, lifting my ass and thrusting my hips back at You. Please, please.
"Your cunt's so wet." Your hand moves over me, first across my clit, into my cunt. You spit; I hear the sound, feel the wetness dripping down my asscrack. Then You finally push two fingers into my asshole.
"Wet... for... you... Master!" I can't help it; I'm fucking Your hand. "Please fuck my cunt, Master! Please fuck my ass and fill it with Your cum, Master!" I feel the bed move with Your weight. Thanks the Gods!
You pull your fingers out and wipe them on my inner thigh. A ringing slap echoes through the room. Then You grab my asscheeks and spread them apart before thrusting hard into my cunt.
"Thank You, Master. Thank You!" I'm not sure if my words are as audible to You as they are in my head. I think for a moment how I taunted, teased tonight, how I made sure You could see my cunt lips when I bent over in my short skirt.
"Your cunt and then your ass?" You pull my hair, pulling my face away from the bed.
"Please, cunt, ass, Master. Please." I cry out at another unexpected slap to my ass.
"You've been a rotten tease all night, why should I do what you want?" You slap my ass harder.
"Please, I beg, Master. I beg!" I draw in a harsh breath but it gets stuck in my lungs when You thrust Your cock into my ass; You were right. I am so wet that my cunt juices worked as good as lube. "Yes! Please use my ass, Master. Use my ass hard and fill it with Your cum, Master!"
You squeeze my asscheek and slap it. "Hard?"
"Yes, hard, harder, please, I beg You, Master!"
"Spread your cheeks for me."
My hands shoot behind me and my fingers press into the hot handprints You've left as I spread myself to allow Your cock to go farther into me. "Master, please fill me. I beg You to fuck my ass until You fill it with Your cum, Master. Please, Master. Master."
Your grunt washes over me.
I close my eyes to focus on the sensation of Your cum shooting into my ass. "Thank You thank You Thank You! Master! Thank You, Master! Thank You for filling my ass, Master!" I scream.
You fall down to the bed, pinning me beneath Your body.
The orgasm that had started to wane powerfully shocks through my body again.
Your harsh breathing strokes my neck. You roll onto your side, taking me with you. "You mind me waking you, using you as my fucktoy, and filling your ass with my cum?"
I whimper softly. "Never, Master. Thank You, Master. Love You, Master."
"Love you too, fucktoy."
Was that difficult for you to read? Did you find the language hard to deal with? Cunt, ass, fucktoy, slut. These words are heard on a regular in my bedroom and I love them! While Master had only only recently started using fucktoy when I first wrote this reblogged story, He's taken to using it commonly and I love it! This is even language He'll use with me outside of the bedroom, as long as we aren't among too hopelessly mundane people. Mind you, if anyone besides Him directed those words at me, I'd be mighty pissed; I accepted His collar- doesn't make me a doormat for the world!
Now wanna read something funny? When I'm reading other erotic fiction- whether it lays more between the lines of "pornography," "erotica," or "erotic romance"- I find much of the word choice frustrating. Words like "core" and don't get me started on phrases like "love button" (instead of clit or the medically correct, clitoris). These words meant to be gentler, unoffensive to women, those irritate me, often enough turn me off. Of course, I'm learning to calm my reaction to them; I've found many writers like Sue Lyndon who uses terms like that in some of the historical spanking fiction she has written and published.
It all comes down to perspective, I guess- "core" is more acceptable, it seems, but I'd rather read "cunt."