Through the Eyes of a Submissive
I absolutely love being submissive. Nothing makes my pussy absolutely dripping wet more than pleasing and serving my Master. Let me, if I may take you on a journey into the taboo, the dirty, depths of my dark and orgasmic world.
I open my eyes, but I can’t see a damn thing. I can only feel a soft material over my eyes, something snug around my wrists, and a gag in my mouth. Despite my confusion, I can feel my pussy start to get wet. My wrists are over my head and I can’t move them at all. I try to move my feet, but I’m tied up so high that only my toes brush the ground. Another thing I can tell is that I’m only wearing a bra and panties. I can feel the air moving gently across my bare arms, legs, and belly. Maybe there’s a fan somewhere or maybe a window is open.
I try to scream, but all that comes out are little grunting and moaning sounds. The gag fills my mouth completely. I start to wiggle my arms, but they won’t move. I’m completely helpless.
Then I hear footsteps; heeled boots on concrete.
I can’t tell if the footsteps are a man’s or a woman’s. Again, I try to scream, but can’t.
The next thing I feel is something leathery against my shoulders; moving left and right across my shoulders and upper back. My pussy lips start to swell. Is that a flogger? The feeling goes away but returns sharply and it sends shivers down my spine. I try again to cry out, but my gag is still securely in my mouth. Again I feel the sting of the flogger across my back. It reverberates throughout my entire body. I can even feel the vibrations spread all the way to my pussy. It only grows wetter and wetter with every strike of the flogger. After just a few minutes my wetness drips to the concrete floor. My gag is still stifling my cries of pleasure and pain.
But then the flogging stops.
I can feel my back and it feels so hot. I can only imagine how red it must be. My arms start to ache, but there’s nothing I can do. I’m at the mercy (or lack thereof) of my captor.
But this is what I secretly want, what my body needs, craves, and aches for. Now I feel something pressed gently against my shaved, smooth pussy lips. Slowly a dildo is forced into me. It feels so good. I know I’m about to climax, my body being pushed over the edge. No, not pushed, more like thrown off a cliff and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. But no, my captor will have none of that, not yet.
As I’m about to cum all over the dildo my captor smacks me hard with what feels like a riding crop. Right on my tits. Right on one of my hard nipples. The sting suppresses my orgasm, but just barely. My head is swimming and if I weren’t bound I’d fall to the floor gasping for air.
My captor removes the dildo, which is soaking wet from my wetness. It feels completely saturated with my aching desire to cum. Replacing the dildo is a small vibrator. A bullet. I can feel my captor push their head between my legs. Then comes hot breath against my dripping pussy.
My captor growls, “Cum, cum hard. NOW, my submissive little bitch!”
No sooner were the words spoken than I exploded. My entire body shaking with the force of my release. As my cum falls the bullet is replaced with a mouth. A tongue licks at my pussy; eating all of my cum. It’s too much for my body to handle. So much pleasure. So much pain. The best orgasm of my life. And I slip into the deepest subspace I’ve ever been in.
This is my world and it’s so unbelievably satisfying. So cum and play with me. Take control. Make me your submissive.
