I Wish...

“Touch me… will you please touch me?” the wish kept repeating itself in my head, and I had to fight myself to keep still and prevent my body from moving to its pace.



I was lying next to her, having a hard time falling asleep. We haven’t spent the night in the same bed for a while, and I was acing to feel her warmth. But the sound of her breathing, so peaceful and smooth, made it very clear that she is in deep sleep and have no intention of putting me out of my misery.



As much as I wanted, I know that I was not going to initiate any physical contact. Things has just started to get back on track for us, and I wasn’t sure what she was expecting of me, weather or not she was still attracted to me. Weather or not she still wanted my touch. Wanted to touch me.



“Touch me… please… will you please touch me?” I kept on whishing.



I was restless. Struggling to keep my hand in the pockets I did not have, trying to find a position that want give away the awakens of my entire body. I couldn’t. Mission impossible.

I got up and set by the computer desk, opened up a browser and lighten a cigarette. I red the news, checked my mail. Tried to find anything that was as unarousing as possible. Finally my body calmed down a bit, and since I had less than 4 hours ‘till waking time I decided to take the chance and go back to bed, prying I’ll be able to finally get some sleep. My pray was denied.



As I lay next to her, the wish start to repeat in my head again, like a catchy tone that you heard in the morning and not able to shake from your head all day long. I turned my back to her, sticking to my side of the bad, closing my eyes and trying to stop thinking, stop feeling.



Then I felt it. Her hand around my waist. Her body warmth wrapping me like a blanket of arousal. I felt a shiver down my spine as her breath on my neck became closer and closer, and the tingling between my legs became an undeniable need for satisfaction.



“This is what you been waiting for all night, isn’t it?” she whispered in my ears. I nodded slowly. Paralyzed. “Tell me what you want, tell me what you need” she asked, demandingly. “I need to give myself to you, to sub come. I need you to do with me as you wish. Please”.



I could feel her smiling. Full with satisfaction. She turned me over on my stomach, and lay upon me. The sensation that ran through me frightened me. The kind of fear that makes you feel as if you don’t have air but you don’t give a damn weather or not you’ll be breathing ever again, just whishing the moment will never end. She was slow, teral. Licking my neck, biting my ears with a small yet strong enough bites. She wanted to torture me, to teach me how to enjoy the pain. I made my decision to be the best student she ever had. And ever will.



I was too busy getting addicted to the feeling of her tits pressing against my back, that it took me completely by surprise. I heard a sound of a lock as I realized I was being handcuff to the head of the bad. Not too long after I felt my legs being cuffed as well, to the legs of the bad. She kneeled beside me, and I turned my head and looked in to her eyes. I wanted her so much. “Are you o.k.?” she asked, making sure I’m not hurt. “great” I answered, trying not to let her hear the fear in my voice. But she did, and she was pleased.



She left the room. For maybe 10 minutes I guess. It seemed longer. I lay there in the dark, not being able to move, feeling my wetness dripping down my thigh and not being able even to satisfy myself. Helpless. So I waited.



I heard her coming back, felt her positioning herself on top of me. A small light came through the dark. It was a candle. It was smelling good, roses like, but I know better. Smell the scent of arousal, a scent that was much stronger than the one of the candle. She leaned over me, starching her arms so they will cover my cuffed ones.

“here is the rules of are first game” the said, a tone of a military commander in her voice, “for each of the next 10 of wax on your skin, you will give away one thing you want to be getting from me. One desire, need, that require my attention. You are not too scream, should you disobey and give in to the pain, we will repeat the same torn. Do you understand the rules?” I whispers a quiet “I do”.

“one” she said out loud as she the first of wax on my upper back. Tears came to my eyes but I swallowed the scream and said clear and monotonically “I need to sub come to you”. I could feel her smile even though I couldn’t see it. “two” she raised her voice this time, as she a slower more heavier of wax on the center of my lower back. I was biting my lips and expressed my second need. “I need you to want me”. My voice was raised as well. The third came immediately, “three” she commanded. “I want you inside me” came the wish, with no thought. “four” I felt the of wax on my tailbone, the must painful one so far. “I need to see your face” I screamed at the top of my long, a cry chocking my throat.

She gut of from on top of me, knelt beside me, her hand stroking my face gently. “I’m here baby” she said “don’t worry, I’m here”. I calmed down as I saw the reassuring look on her face, a tip of a smile came on mine. “are you ready to proceed?” she asked, “ready to complete the game?” I nodded my head, and turned my face against the pillow again. She positioned her self on my behinds, taking the candle bake on her hand. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the blow. “Five” she said, softly this time, as if she wanted to make sure I’m up for it. I was. I was up for anything. Just to please her, that’s all I wanted. “I need to give myself to you” the words came out of my mouth just as I felt the of wax dripping on my ribs. “Six” her voice was more confident this time. “I need you to hurt me”. She was pleased, I could tell. A grind of satisfaction and enjoyment came out of her mouth as she spill a of wax on my right shoulder, “seven” she was almost screaming. “I need to surrender myself to you” I was saying loudly, enjoying the thought of the pleasure she is drawing from my obedience. The pain and the pleasure became one, and was feeding each other. “eight” came the next , the next challenge. “I need to satisfy you” came my response. “nine” a shiver came trough her lower body that was sitting on my behinds, she wanted to satisfy all my needs. A shiver came all trough my body to this thought. “I need to express myself to you” I said, my voice powerless, exhausted. I couldn’t help myself any longer. As she lowered herself toward my neck, biting it passionately, she the tip of wax, on my neck, all along my collarbone. I took a deep breath, and I asked, begged “fuck me please. I need to come for you. Please?”



She was surprised. “how much do you need it?” she asked, teasingly. “rich out between my legs and find out yourself, I promise you want be disappointed” I returned a confident answer. Hoping I convinced her. She gave my shoulder a decent bite as she rich under the bed and pooled out a big silicone black dildo, and wrapped it around herself. I felt her barely touching me with the tip of it, from her position she had an easy way with both holes. wetting it with my juice, I know which hole she’s gonna go for first.



“aahhhh” came the load moan out of me as I felt her penetrating me from the back end. She was strong, blunt, almost violent. Wanted to demonstrate her domination, wanted me to come out of humiliation. To feel the pain with every inch of my body and come like I never did before in order to relies it. She pushed through me in and out, and through the pain I felt her hand around my waist starting to rub my clit, amazed by the burning wetness she found. It was so hard to breath… so hard to stay focused… her breathing in my ear, her cutting through me like a knife back and forth, I was so close… so close…