#SexySunday Snippet: Untitled #bdsm Story

Seriously, I need a title for this. Off to look at the various song titles in my iTunes library…

Enough babbling, onto the *unedited* story:

 

“Good Morning, piccina.” His deep baritone greeted her before she saw Him. Dressed in an open-collar grey dress shirt and matching slacks, Nick carried a tray full of breakfast and coffee and placed it on Whitney’s lap. “Buon Compleanno.

Grazie di cuore, Master.” She smiled at Him and He joined her in bed. He began to feed her strawberries and carefully blotted her mouth with a cloth napkin.

“What are your plans for today?” Nick asked as he fed her more fruit.

“I have a couple of classes today and then I’m free until this evening,” she paused momentarily before speaking, “thank you for letting me do this, Master. This girl is very appreciative of Your efforts to fulfill a fantasy of hers.”

“I’ll do anything to make piccina happy,” Nick smiled. He moved the tray to the floor and rejoined Whitney in bed. “Turning 25 is a huge accomplishment and you’ve been through a lot this past year. You’ve grown into a beautiful spirit and I’m very proud of you.”

Hearing Nick’s declaration of her was the best birthday gift ever. Everything else would just be a delicious icing on a cake. “Thank you, Master.”

“You’re very welcome,” Nick removed his clothing and helped Whitney undress. He reached for a condom and paused before he continued. “…unless you want to enjoy breakfast now…?”

Whitney took the condom from him and rolled it over his thick, hardened shaft before he mounted her. “I don’t mind eating a cold breakfast, Sir.”

Nick briefly sat up in bed and reached underneath a pillow to grab a blindfold and a scarf. He slipped the blindfold over her eyes and tied her wrists to the headboard. “Use your safeword,” was all He’d instructed.

His lips crushed hers before He adjusted His positioning and entered her. Whitney broke away from the kiss with a hard gasp. No matter how many times they’ve had sex, she could never get used to Nick’s size. He was blessed with length and girth.

He moved inside her slowly, recoiling back until He was almost out before slamming back inside her again. He paused momentarily and just watched her. She looked so beautiful and at peace with herself. He was truly proud of her.

He began to thrust inside her again, setting a fast pace. His balls tickled against her wet slit as He buried Himself to the hilt. Every stroke He’d given her brushed against her clit and her body trembled in response. She was so hot and so snug…and she belonged to Him.

Whitney was never a moaner or a screamer, but she was vocal when needed to be and never held back for fear of disappointing herself or Nick. That morning, Nick had noticed, she was being unusually vocal. Not that she was faking it but rather, she finally felt free with herself and at peace with the person she’d become.

Her breathing became shallower and she struggled to stave off the orgasm. She was close, so close, and her pussy contracted in response. Her once-throaty moans became soft squeals and her legs trembled.

But she knew the protocol. She couldn’t orgasm without His explicit permission. It was like that from Day One and Nick wasn’t going to give her a break because it was her birthday.

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