Noise

When I see him the center of me melts

His voice strikes the core of everything that I am

To fulfill his every command is my desire

His hand raises and I tremble

Complex emotion: fear, excitement, longing, and passion swirl in my head

Fear in the form of respect for the power that secretes from his palm

Excitement and anticipation desiring the mix of pain and pleasure each strike will bring

Longing for that touch that brings out the little girl wanting Daddy’s acceptance and admiration

Passion that throbs between my thighs, begging silently to be joined with him, filling and satisfying

The whirlwind is raging, intensity almost unbearable, as I kneel before him, head bowed, with eyes low

Naked before him even when fully clothed

Heart pounding, breathing rapid and rigid, breast rising and falling, sweat beads erupting all over

He walks over, He is so close

His smell intoxicating, His presence regal and commanding

“Master I am yours, do with me whatever you desire!”

I feel Him grip a fist full of hair at the crown of my head, forcing my head back

His other hand is around my throat securely directing me

I’m floating on air as I’m directed to the chair; the cushion kisses and caresses my knee as I silently get into position

Where did he go? Oh, Please Master I need you desperately

Silence so saddening his presence no longer felt, I don’t hear his breathing, I no longer can smell him

Confusion and doubt begin to play; did I do something wrong?

The tears well up in my eyes afraid that I’ve disappointed my Master

Suddenly my head is jerked back, and his grip felt around my throat, then a blinding awakening as his thrust inside me

A jovial shriek violently drew from me!

He didn’t leave me, He is here, He is inside me, and He is pleasing himself with this body is given over solely to him

I am His possession, I am His to use as he pleases, I am His toy, I am His Pet, and I am His Slave

Yes, He is my Master and Lord

This is my purpose

This is my place

The recipient of his force

As he pounds with sledgehammer intensity, my body shakes and gushes from the painful pleasure

I can’t help but cry out

I can’t soften or silence my voice

I want Him to hear how much I need, want, and desire to please Him

I recognize a familiar grunt and my excitement soars higher knowing He is close to climax I feel grateful he allowed me to fulfill his desire

My saturation increases as His grip tighten as thrusts go deeper and harder

A deeper grunt is expelled and I’m pulled back from the chair

I fall to my knees to receive His gift and delightfully devour his powerful seed

Not spilling a drop and after licking Him clean, again my head is pulled back and I’m allowed to gaze into His eyes

Nothing is spoken but his touch says it all

I’m so thankful He allowed me to be His!