Kinky Dreams #WickedWednesday

I love me some #WickedWednesday! And I’m damn grateful for the prompts…this week, we’re dreaming…

I dream kinky dreams…

I dream of rope and chains. Binding, holding me in place, at his whim. Arms twisted behind body, hanging, defenseless.

I dream of pulled hair and pinched nipples. Control granted and taken. My movements no longer my own. The pain focuses me in a way nothing else can.

I dream of spankings. Over his knee, bare-handed. On my knees, paddled until I cry. Forced to my feet, forced to remain in place, up against the wall. Make me cry, I beg him.

I dream of cock filling my mouth. On my knees, looking into his eyes. On my back, head hanging off the bed. Hovering over his steely shaft, my cunt filling his face. My head on his thigh, slowly worshiping his body with my mouth.

I dream of collars and cuffs. Where once only noise, now a peaceful mind. Where once only angst and worry, calm descends. Claimed with bits of leather.

I dream of marks. Teeth marks. Bruises. Welts. Red hand prints. Mark me, show the world I belong to you.

I dream of fucking. His pleasure, my pleasure. All holes open for him. Dark and dirty, wet and wild, it matters not.

I dream of cumming. Pleading, whimpering, mewling, begging. His growls, my shrieks. A hand around my throat daring me to cum, daring me not to. Squirting, gushing, wet orgasms. My sweet cum, his salty seed.

I dream kinky dreams.