The Rules of Desire (BDSM)

I’m Michael, and I’ve been waiting for this moment for what feels like an eternity. My girlfriend, Emily, and I have been exploring the world of BDSM, and tonight is the night we take it to the next level. We’re in my private apartment, the lights are low, and the air is thick with anticipation. On the table, a list of rules lies waiting, a reminder of the boundaries we’ve set for ourselves.

As I look at Emily, I can see the excitement and nervousness in her eyes. She’s dressed in a black lace lingerie set, her boobs spilling out of the top, and her ass looking perfect in the thong. I can smell the scent of her perfume, a mix of floral and musk, and it’s driving me crazy.

“Tonight, Emily, you’re going to surrender to me completely,” I say, my voice low and husky. “You’re going to trust me, and I’m going to push your limits. Are you ready for that?”

“Yes, Michael,” she replies, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m ready to give myself to you. I want to feel your cock inside me, to feel your touch on my skin, to taste your sperm on my lips.”

I can feel my dick hardening at her words, and I know I’m ready to take control. I walk over to her, my eyes locked on hers, and I can see the desire burning in them.

“First, we need to establish the rules,” I say, picking up the list from the table. “You’ll call me ‘Sir’ at all times, and you’ll do exactly as I say. You’ll not come until I give you permission, and you’ll not touch yourself unless I tell you to. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir,” she replies, her voice firm.

I nod, satisfied, and then I start to undress her. I pull off her top, exposing her beautiful boobs, and then I slide off her thong, revealing her shaved pussy. She’s wet, I can see the moisture glistening on her lips, and I know she’s ready for me.

“Get on your knees,” I order, and she obeys, her eyes never leaving mine. I walk over to her, my cock in my hand, and I start to stroke it, feeling the precum dripping from the tip.

“Suck my cock, Emily,” I say, my voice firm. “Take it deep into your mouth, and don’t stop until I tell you to.”

She takes my cock into her mouth, her lips wrapping around it, and she starts to suck. I can feel her tongue moving up and down, licking my shaft, and it’s sending shivers down my spine.

As she sucks, I start to touch her, my hands roaming over her body, feeling her skin, her nipples, her ass. I slip my finger into her pussy, feeling her tightness, and I know she’s ready for me.

“Stop,” I say, pulling my cock out of her mouth. “It’s time for the next step.”

I stand up, and I pull her to her feet. I turn her around, and I bend her over the couch, her ass exposed to me. I start to lick her, my tongue moving over her butt, feeling her cheeks, and then I move down to her pussy, tasting her juices.

“Fuck me, Sir,” she says, her voice husky. “I want to feel your cock inside me, to feel your sperm filling my pussy.”

I stand up, my cock in my hand, and I start to fuck her. I slide into her pussy, feeling her tightness, and I start to move, my hips thrusting back and forth. She’s moaning, her body shaking, and I know she’s close to coming.

“Don’t come yet, Emily,” I say, my voice firm. “Wait for my permission.”

I keep fucking her, my cock moving in and out of her pussy, and I can feel my orgasm building. I’m ready to come, to fill her with my sperm, and I know she’s ready too.

“Come, Emily,” I say, my voice husky. “Come for me, and let me feel your orgasm.”

She comes, her body shaking, her pussy contracting around my cock, and I feel my orgasm release. I fill her with my sperm, feeling it dripping out of her pussy, and I know we’ve reached a new level in our relationship.

As we stand there, our bodies entwined, I know that this is just the beginning. We’ll continue to explore the world of BDSM, to push our limits, and to test our trust. And I know that our love will only grow stronger, our bond more unbreakable.