Here's an older one that I don't have a title for...written for a friend that really does have trouble getting a guy to take control...
After a few drinks, you’ve finally loosened up and not surprisingly, our conversation turns to sex as it always does. Sipping on your god-knows-what-number vodka tonic, you complain that although you love to take the reigns, the drawback to being a strong willed, do-it-yourself girl is that you tend to scare most men. No guy has the balls to take control of a girl of your type. I disagree with you, and offer that we head back to your place so I can prove you wrong. With a wry smile, you confess that you would love to be submissive for an evening.
Back in your dimly lit living room, I tell you to turn around, drop your pants to your ankles, and bend over, facing the couch. You can moan, but you’re not to say a word or turn around. I stand behind you for a minute, not making a sound; your curiousity heightens as you pull down your pants and get on all fours. Your ears perk up as you hear me undo my belt buckle, and the light swish my belt makes as I pull it through the loops. You twitch as you feel a slippery finger suddenly and lightly run up your crack, briefly tickling your anus. Fingernails gently scrape down your left cheek, and then SMACK! You feel a bright sting on the other side. Then nothing but silence for another minute. Even though you know what will happen, you still jump a little when again, you feel a finger brush across your asshole, followed by another harsh sting from my belt. Your flesh begins to warm as the blood rushes to the surface. I smack you again, quite hard this time, causing you to whimper softly. It hurts, but you don’t want it to stop. Your pussy is becoming wet with anticipation, not knowing if pain or pleasure comes next. For the next few minutes, I switch between tickling your tight little opening and whipping your cheeks, until your ass is slightly red, your eyes a little wet. You hear a rustle behind you, followed by a light pop. You then hear nothing as another minute passes; your pain is starting to change into a pleasurable tingle. Just as you’re wondering what’s next, you feel something cold and hard nudging against your anus. Involuntarily, you begin to push back, but I remind you to not to move. Feeling incredibly aroused, it’s difficult for you to remain still; the ache of waiting is almost worse than the sting of the belt. I ask you to take in a deep breath and hold it for a few seconds. You exhale, and sudden relief comes with a light push as your hungry ass swallows the large, slippery buttplug I’m holding; you bury your face into the couch cushion and let out a grateful moan. You were hoping for my cock, but you don’t care...the stretch feels too good. Again, you begin to thrust your ass backwards, but I tell you to stop and turn around with your hands behind your back.
You turn around a bit clumsily, pants still around your ankles, to see my cock in your face. I stroke it for you, a couple of inches away from your nose. You move to lick it, but I stop you, and order you to remain still. I slowly massage it for you and tease you by brushing it across your lips and face, then taking it away. I tell you to open your mouth wide, and I insert a couple inches. You begin to suck, but I instruct you to remain still, holding it in your mouth. I brush your hair with my fingers, feeling the heat from your tongue on my throbbing head, the warm breath from your nostrils on my shaft; I bend down and whisper how sexy I find you, and how I’m going to make you cum hard. After a minute, I let you suck me, hands still behind your back. I instruct you to cover every inch of my cock and balls with your saliva; you happily oblige, and practically attack me as if starved. After licking and sucking me throughly, I tell you to stop and turn back around toward the couch.
With a little difficulty, you turn around again and place your hands on the cushion. Your bald pussy is soaking, and you notice a small drip creeping its way down your leg. You hear me stand up, and a zip and swish as my pants fall to the ground. You feel me position myself behind you, but instead of inserting my cock, your arms are pulled behind you and your wrists are tied with my belt. Holding your arms up with one hand, I grab the buttplug with the other, and work it inside you as you squirm and moan, wiggling your hips to help me find your spots. You draw in a quick breath as the plug is pulled out of your ass and shoved back in, followed by more delicious probing. Out and back in, more rotation, driving you crazy until you twitch and laugh involuntarily, experiencing a small anal orgasm. Your arms drop to your back, and you feel both my hands on your cheeks. With one sudden motion, my thick member spreads your pussy open, filling you up to my balls, causing both of us to gasp with pleasure. I hold it inside you and work my fullness from side to side. I slide it all the way back in, grind into your moist lips for a few seconds, and slide back out. Each time I fill you up, griding, I work the buttplug just a bit more; the sensation of fullness and movement in both holes is more than you can take, and you begin to cum. I, in turn, begin slamming into you hard, pulling and pushing on the buttplug, until you belt out an orgasmic cry, shuddering with pleasure.
I wait for your wave to subside and then pull out. I tell you to turn around and face me again. Legs shaking, you do as you’re told; as soon as you turn around, I begin to unbutton your blouse. In all the excitement, however, I can’t do it fast enough, and I rip your shirt open, exposing your full breasts. I unhook your bra – thankful that it hooks in the front – cup your soft mounds, and wrap them around my engorged cock, slick with your juices. With your hands still tied, you arch your back and hold your chest out to help me as I fuck your breasts. You steal a few quick sucks on my head, and with a growl I shoot a warm spray of cum, hitting you in the neck, chest and hair. I continue to rub my spent cock on your chest and slow my pace as I bend down to give you a deep tongue kiss. Still holding your breasts, I scoot back a bit and bend down to suck on your hard, aching nipples; my hand moves between your legs and gently rubs your warm, wet lips. After a few minutes, I move to untie you so and order you to shower up for the next round.
oops I don't smoke 
