The Belt

You tell me, "Go into the other room and take off your top." I move quickly, because your voice has a determination in it. I get into what is essentially a closet and pull off my top and my bra. I know better than to wait for a second instruction.

You enter, and look me over. "Good girl," you tell me, as you begin to remove your belt. I know that you want to thrash me again. I begin to move into positions where I know you love to hit me. "Stay still," you command. I do.

As you entwine your belt in your hand, you approach me. You lean in close, very close, to my face, as you run the belt around my waist. I stay still, because this is different, and different generally means that I make mistakes. I don't want to make a mistake, so I pull my waist in more closely. Therein lies my fear.

You pull the notches tightly, more and more closely, until I'm cinched. I cannot take a deep breath, and the end of the belt is in your hands. You pull me near you, and push my chest back. Still, I cannot breathe deeply, but I know that this position is one of your favorites. All of my cunt and clit are before you, and I am only available if you allow me.

As you pull off my skirt, you turn me over. The belt twisting over me hurts, it runs against my skin, but I still enjoy the movement. Finally, you pull out your cock, and I can hear it, hear you losing your clothes, and anticipation makes me wet.

You slide your cock into me, as I'm so lifted above by your hand on the belt. I'm almost bent into two. God, baby, I lean back into you so I can ave you fill me. You move and I move; you lean back and I reach for you. Finally, the hard thrusts come. Your other hand moves over my clit, and maybe, please, maybe, I can come.

Then I feel your hand move away from my clit and your cock from my clit. At the same time, you push me down, just a bit, as you put your cock to my ass. I've already got your cock wet as you push, lightly, into my ass. Lightly doesn't work, as I am too tight to take you. You then push hard, too hard, but at the same time, release the belt. As I relax, I expand.

This is when you can finally enter me, deep, so deep...and your arms around my waist as you fuck me. Please, baby, please finish in. And finish me.

Your explosion in me and your release and relaxation make me feel perfect. I love your weight on me. I love you.