how to make a man meow

domination. he's obsessed with it. fixates on the chains guiding the queue at the bank. absently rubs his wrist and imagines casually explaining away angry red welts with some vaguely improbable excuse.

he does all running. all the hunting. he's courtly.

(it's almost quaint how devotion can make a monster of men, isn't it ?).

nobody ever fucked me. he says this as though he means me to be outraged on his behalf. i'm the one doing all the fucking. he's right. of course.

i want to lie down, he says. this makes me laugh. right here, he says, running to my bed and flinging himself upon it. please come over here, he whispers, please fuck me.

he brings the handcuffs. i'm gentle at first. my tongue circling his cock is almost too much for him but i have to taste him. the head of his cock hits the back of my throat and instinct makes him push. i slide my finger into his ass and already he's lost.

his swollen cock pumps in and out of my mouth and he moans hard as he grinds his hips, legs splayed wide open, encouraging me deeper and deeper. he wants to come. starts to pant, to beg, to whimper.

he grinds his hips, shoving my fingers deeper into his ass, fucking my mouth with his cock and the whole time cursing at me, fuck me, fuck me now you bitch, right now, stop playing with me. he's not even joking. he's angry.

i keep toying with his ass as i remove my mouth from his cock. his expression hardens to anger as i turn my attentions to myself. with two fingers up his ass and two fingers buried in my aching cunt, i fuck us both.

he fights to keep control of his voice, but his words come out low and threatening, let me loose. i lift my fingers from myself and stare into his eyes as i lick them clean. i mean it, he snarls, let me loose.

i sit gently on his stomach, facing him, thighs open, fingers still teasing my wetness. he moans, arches his back, tries to shove his cock into me, against me, anything, anywhere will do.

this is what he wanted. this blind, screaming, sweating, fury. he has it. i sit on his cock and he is suddenly silent. all he can say is 'oh' ... just 'oh', as i slide my cunt slowly over him and he arches his hips up to ram himself deeper into me.

i open my legs wide to show him my cunt as i fuck him.

my eyes never leave his as i grind my hips down onto his swollen cock over and over, harder and harder, watching his face contort as he comes deep inside me and i pump him, milk him, drain him of every last drop of come and then he's smiling 'cause finally he got fucked.