New Collar

He was relieved to have served her in an unexpected way…As he feels a new wave of love engulf him!

Betina Cipher


He hugs himself in the dark. An inky black, no room to stand. The wood floor unrelenting on the soles of his feet. After a while he sits down, a chill ascending his lower half as his ass makes contact with the cold surface. The discomfort – he loves this part. The waiting. Knowing she is stretching out time, delaying her own pleasure.

Time seems to stop – wait for her.

A noise at the other end of the house, indiscernible. Crackling, like paper but softer. Even these tiny vibrations lift the hair on his arms. Just detecting her results in all kinds of carnal electricity inside him.

While he waits, he recounts his own desires and wonders if any of them will be gifted today. Will he be required to offer up his “sweet little hole” for her to penetrate? Will she have him curl under her desk in…

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About dave94015

interested in alternative relationships, visual artist, erotic romance writer and reviewer of erotica, drug rehab clinic intern - mid 20's
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