Just a beginning

Not quite naked, but still stripped of his outer clothes, his coverings that made him so manly, he came to me. The control isn’t as tight anymore; he gives in to urges. Where once he would keep a distance to the last moment, now he knows time is finite and so he doesn’t waste it. He wraps himself around me, hot mouth on mine embracing me with his warmth. And then once he has said his hello, he kneels in front of me and waits.

The leather is wide and holds his head steady, one buckle in the front and one in the back, just barely enclosing his neck. Small bands around his wrists, clipped to the brass chains on his collar. Freedom to move – but not complete. His hands almost reach his waist but there the slack ends. From the back, I braid his hair tightly, in case I need a connection point. A leather harness holding his cock tight, a leash attached with the chains rattling.

I pull up my skirt and sit back on the chair, each leg thrown up on the padded arms, my butt close to the edge… Tugging on the leash I pull him to me and instruct him to worship – and he does. Sucking on my toes, nibbling at my ankles. His mouth sweeping lightly up the inside of my legs as he licks the sweat off them. Nuzzling my thighs and warm breath on my clit. Slowly approaching my pussy and tenderly exploring it with his tongue.