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Erotica by Joe Tortuga

The Best Hour

(bdsm, bond, FF)

June 07, 2013

The best hour of the day is when Mistress comes to bed. She spends the hour wrapping me in bondage: ropes and leathers or cuffs and chains, or some new more wicket invention. She binds me so tightly that the most I can do is rock back and forth in the night. Mistress is an expert, though: the bindings are tight, but rarely painful. Unless I’ve done something wrong.

On a better night, when I’ve been particularly good, she’ll take the special dildointo me — the one with the vibrator with a timer — and she’ll bind it inside of me. On those nights, I’ll wake up again and again, and come over and over. On the best nights, she’ll let me spend time, kissing and licking her first. Teasing her feet, licking her legs, and finally to her special place where I can suck and lick on her clit. Where she grabs my head and pushes it up against her while she comes. Sometimes I can’t breathe when she does it and that makes me come, too.

Then, when she is done, if I’ve done a good job, and she’s feeling benevolent, that’s when she slides the vibrator inside me, before she gets out the ropes and leathers or cuffs and chains. And when she does get them out, she binds me:  my breasts, my arms and my legs. She binds me so I can’t move, and she binds the dildo inside me, and starts it humming. Then she lays me down at the foot of her bed and I’ll lie there, my cunt spasming, my mind calm with the knowledge that Mistress loves me and takes care of me.

She’ll turn out the light, and curl into the sheets, and I’ll slowly drift off to sound, happy sleep.

Joe Tortuga

Written by Joe Tortuga a bisexual dominant erotica writer and programmer (he/him). Follow me on Twitter