Kinky Sex Link

Originally posted on Packingvocals

I wonder about the ways I expose you. The slow, deliberate removal of your clothes, unzipped inch by inch, unbuttoned and unhooked with singular actions while you stand patient and still. The measured peeling away of layers until all that remains is soft, bare skin begging to be re-dressed and refreshed with leather and chain. Dragging roughly at flimsy material, tugging it away from your tender flesh, yanking down, snatching away and discarding until you are naked, vulnerable. I hover tentatively on the edge of pulling buttons from the safety of their threads, ripping fabric and rendering clothing useless for future wear. It fuels me, sets sparks flying round my head and ignites fire in my belly. I delight in stripping you, removing the useless protection of your clothing and displaying your exquisite body, preparing you for my fresh deep-rooted fantasy.

I wonder how many ways I can hold you. Different and diverse constraints, the tone of my voice, the grip of my hands or strength of my limbs, variants of cuffs and chains, leather straps, soft rope. The smell of leather mixed temptingly with the gentle rattle of chain. Precise and tender buckling at throat, wrist and ankle, clipping hooks then tugging tight so movement is limited to my requirements. Utilising beds and chairs, tables and doors, floors, windows, walls, the promise of new ideas and previously explored possibilities float daily through my brain. Limbs tied together or apart, to each other or to inanimate objects, bent over, laid flat, pinned down, chained up. Standing, kneeling, lying down, on front or back, knees bent, arms stretched, so many positions tried and still to be discovered. Over my knee, folded awkwardly on the bed with hands behind back, knelt and bent on the floor or chained flat against the door. Restraining you frees me, unleashes my ascending dominant, submitting all power and control to her-it-him.

I wonder about the ways I spank, slap, smack you, turning pale flesh to rainbow shades of pink and red. Delicious shapes formed by your body responding quickly to my commands exhibit the focus of my attention, display it, present it so my hand itches to make contact, hard, firm and insistent. Sprinkled blows across cheeks, thighs, legs, a covering of painful attention dispensed with adoration and purpose. The reflected sting in my hand urges my arm to rise higher and fall quicker, sending flashes of arousal straight to my core. Flogger, paddle, crop, belt and barely tested cane, new tools not yet thought of, implements of delight each with their own enticing qualities. Different shapes, assorted weights, exciting sounds, more familiar now with frequent use these extensions of my prickling hand, throbbing cunt and rigid cock. I realise as you open and relax, when the brush of my fingers encounters wet, warm liquid spilling freely, that this is how it’s meant to be.

I wonder about the ways I fuck you, crisp, fresh and astonishing each time yet so familiar, so warm and safe. Fingers, fist, tongue, or cock, all aching to be inside you, to feel the space between us melt away. To be allowed and welcomed, drawn in and surrounded with the need to fill you, to possess you, to be ultimately intimate, forever closer, bears out from a space in me previously unknown. I’m constantly amazed by the disappearance of me into you, watch with wide eyes and pounding heart as we merge into one. Tender fucking, slow, deliberate, controlled and unhurried, to tease you and urge you to want more. Solid and strong, long fast strokes building rapidly to callous, wild, unfettered, and feral fucking. I can sense and see you encourage and approve as all my sense is obliterated and disintegrated in those sharply focused minutes.

I wonder how many different paths in passion we’ll walk together, what dormant kinks are still to be awakened and embraced. The quickening steps away from vanilla and into unchartered but irresistible new realms are restricted only by my revitalised imagination and your unending trust. I wonder where this journey will take us, to new heights and depths, an ever stronger and united partnership. I know it will be together.