Damn, I loved that woman.Damn, I loved that woman. I loved her when she was strong and when she was weak. And there was no question that I loved her when she held me down and forced me. Like now. Face down on the bed, legs apart. I did not doubt that she would hurt me. She had shown me the place beyond pain, where I could cry and hurt and be loved and let go of everything else in my life. A place where I didn't have to work hard to keep myself in order, where staying in order just didn't matter. She had shown me an awful lot, and all of it with love. I knew that I owed her more than I could possibly give back, and whatever she could and would and wanted to do to me was fine. She tied the blindfold on, and put in one earplug. "It will make everything seem more remote. It will make you focus on the feelings. It will concentrate your attention wonderfully". But it was her attention I wanted. Even if the pain hadn't been something I enjoyed, I would have suffered it for her attention. She put in the other ear plug. My attention concentrated. Each touch was charged and I strained to feel more. My arms were jerked over my head and tied down tight, legs pulled wide, strapped to the corners. It was a big bed. I felt the cat trailing down my spine, its leather tails tickling. A sudden blow startled me and I tried to jump. I was indeed tied tight. I could feel a line of fire travel across my back to one buttock. She was watching me, she was loving me. That was all that I wanted. "Ooo, pet" she crooned near my ear. It was hard to make out the words. But mostly she just made sounds as the sting between my shoulder blades increased. The single line of fire was a sheet across my shoulders. She leaned over me, stroking my back and trailing her fingers down my ass to the inside of my thigh. I loved the way she touched my ass. No one had done that before. "Ooo, pet", an ear plug came out and a pointed tongue darted into my ear, followed by a warm breath. "Pet, you are enjoying this, all too much, I think". True, I was loving this. I could bask in her attention forever. She loved me, she loved me, she wanted me. I'd never have enough. I'd do anything to please her, and I guess she knew it. |