Excerpt: "Waiting For Superman"

 

He stood, with his hands still behind his back, gracefully.

            She walked over to the large dresser and opened one of the smaller top drawers. She pulled out a black blindfold and walked over to him. “Remember your safe words,” she said, as she placed the blindfold over his eyes.

            “Yes, Mistress, lightning and thunder,” he said.

            “Good, very good,” she smiled. She ran her hands over his chest and gently sucked on his nipples. She ran her hands down toward his erection. “You do feel so good, sweet.”

            Brock stayed in his stance, with his hands behind his back.

            Kylie walked behind him and ran her hands over his ass. She gently rubbed his left cheek and then slapped it. She started out with gentle slaps. She watched the look on his face as she swatted him harder and then harder. After each slap, she rubbed his ass. “Harder?” she whispered.

            “If it pleases you, Mistress,” he said.

            She slapped him harder and harder until the stinging over powered her hand. Tempted to use the crop, she didn’t. She led him over to the bed that was in the middle of the room. She helped him sit down on the soft leather sheets. “Lie back,” she commanded.

            He lay back on the bed and placed his hands on his stomach.

            Kylie kneeled on the bed beside him. She kissed his cheek and then ran her tongue lightly over his mouth. She slowly moved down his neck and his chest. She straddled his body as she held his hands. She placed his hands on her breasts. “Pleasure me,” she commanded.

            Brock slowly sat up with her on his lap as his hands led him to her breasts. He lightly nipped and then sucked her nipples. He lightly bit down on her breasts as she moaned with delight. He hummed lightly as he sucked her in his mouth. He ran his hands down her body and found her thong. “Mistress, may I please you?” he asked.

            She gently removed his blindfold and gazed into his eyes. “How are you going to please me?”

            “Let me touch your pussy, Mistress. I wish to please you,” he said.

            She lightly pushed him to lie down. “I’m pleasing me first,” she said, as she wrapped her hands around his erection. “I am dying to taste you.”

            “If it pleases you,” he said, as he lay back with his eyes closed.

            “Open your eyes on me and up on your elbows,” she said. “I want you watch what I’m going to do to you.”

            “Yes, Mistress,” he leaned up on his elbows and watched as she wrapped her mouth around his erection. He instinctively flung his head back and closed his eyes.

            Smack! She smacked his thigh. “Eyes on me,” she said.