Daydreams, partie deux

My princess wrote, continuing a daydream I had had, of surprising her, here. 

Last night, as it happens, the two of us took a bath together, after spending our afternoons making out, kissing and tasting and longing for each other. Unbeknowst to the other, at the time, we each filled our tubs, and wallowed a bit. As I lay in my tub, not too surprisingly, I thought of princess, who had climbed onto my lap earlier, had writhed for my touch, my teeth, had screamed for me; and I imagined…

Standing, in the water, with the shower beating down on her head, as she knelt before me. My hands were holding her face, her head, and her mouth was open and enveloping my stiff, hard cock; her eyes were covered by a blindfold, and she was making little noises, not exactly moaning, not exactly in pleasure, not exactly pain, but all of these. In her words, as I held her face, used her, I was abusing her mouth with my cock, and she was loving it, reveling in it, wanting more, wanting it ALL, NOW, as we say so often.

The steam, the smell of soap and shampoo, the squeaking sound of skin shifting on the hardness of the tub, under her knees, hard pressure on her knees, hard pressure at the back of her throat, fucking into her mouth;  looking down, I watched her lips spreading and sliding along my shaft, as I guided her head, cock in and out of her hot mouth, feeling her trying to keep her tongue soft, avoid gagging on my head.

I stopped abruptly, holding her close, my cock deep in, and tilted my hands to indicate I wanted her eyes… I shifted my fingers to lift the blindfold, and she looked up, those big, dark eyes, squinting a bit under the water from the shower beating down; I looked down, and whispered, “I’m going to hurt you. I’m going to take you now, to the other room, and fuck you until you scream for more, for mercy, for me.”

Her eyes blackened, and her chest heaved with a huge gulp of air, through her nose, buried in the hair at my cock, and she nodded, as much as she could, with my cock still bruising her throat…

I pulled back, pushed her head away, releasing it, and stepped over edge of the tub; turned off the water, and reached for her. I took her hand, helped her to stand and step out herself, where I wrapped her little body in a towel.  I put the blindfold back, and used the towel  to caress her, to touch every bit of her, drying my princess. When she tried to move, to help, I stopped her, and said, “No. Sometimes, although you are obedient and wish to please, the pleasure lies in caring for my little princess, so I will dry you.” I made sure to touch her everywhere, firmly but with the towel, teasing her body with the sensations, until I was done.

Then, I took her by the hand, and led her to the other room of the hotel, where I had setup more candles, and had left the music playing. I led her near the bed, and stopped her just before it, and sat down; I could see her standing before me, nude and shiny, skin reddened from the heat of the bath, nipples hard and dark, the fabric of the blindfold the only thing she had on. I turned her with my hands, slowly, spinning her before me, letting my eyes gaze on her. For so long, I had waited to feel her skin under my touch, for so long to see her in person, for so long, we had longed for this, that my breathing was ragged, and heart racing uncontrolled, oh, how long it’s been…

When I had looked til I was satisfied, for now, I stood up, and stepped behind her; I pushed her shoulders, tipping her, and she put her arms out to catch herself on the bed; I stood behind her, looking at her bent for me, and used my foot to spread her legs, a bit. When I did that, she whimpered, into the bed, where her face was turned, and I loved seeing, once again, the heave of her body as she tried to breath deep enough.

“I’m going to take you, princess; I am going to fuck you, as hard as I can, now… are you ready, my little one?”

“Yes… please.. now.. god yes… please, Sai…”

I stepped closer, and used my hand, to press the head of my cock to her swollen, heated pussy, spreading the lips, opening her… and shoved. Deep, hard, fully, shoved into her from behind, driving my cock into her sex, watching her body slide on the bed, hearing her moan and gasp as I spread her, filled her; then, I leaned over, and used my hands to reach around and grasp her breasts, and squeeze… twist… tug, and pull… lifting one back, and using the flat palm to spank her ass, hard, harder, in rhythm to my thrusts….

Slamming into her pussy, cracking smack of my hand on her ass, twisting pinching on her nipple… and she moaned… gasped… groaned…and, as she started to pulse around my cock, as her pussy started to twitch and build…

She screamed, yelling, calling my name, begging for more, desperate to feel more, wanting the exquisite point when pain becomes pleasure, when all the sensations merge, become one, when the body becomes one huge ball of nerves, on fire…

And she screamed…

First Mark, First Blood.

I can’t express how pleased and proud I am, of princess, how thrilled I am with her obedience, her willingness to comply with instructions; and beyond that, with the sheer unmitigated joy she gives me, when she plays, gets hot, fully immerses into her sexuality and heat and passion so that nothing is impossible.

 The other day, she and I had cuddled; we had spent a long, lovingly warm time, just holding one another, being there and sharing skin and warmth with each other; we’d carried that over from the day before.  My princess gets nasty cramps, when she starts her period. (Not fun for her, and I do wish we were closer so I could properly care for her). So we were cuddling, talking of this, that and the other, and at one point we moved into talking about what she’d do, if I were sleeping, and she were to curl up behind me.

There was a touch, a kiss, a whisper; there was a caress, a fondle, a bit of moisture; there was heat, growing, building. There was passion starting, kindling fires once more; there was talk of squirms, talk of eyes growing ever darker, ever blacker, ever deeper (princess’s eyes go BLACK when she gets super aroused, and that alone, is an amazingly exciting thing, and this night, they were as dark as I’ve ever seen).

Second wind was reached, and there were whispered games in the night, “Are you asleep?”… and the touches, the movements, the heat building from there… there was passion, kisses and caresses; there were memories of marks made, and marks to come.

Instructions given, followed: “Get rid of it”… and a return, shortly, with a tampon missing…

At one point, there was a finger, pressed into a pussy that was juicy with passion, and slick with blood; it was shown to me, my princess’s most intimate gift, and shared with me, through her breath, her words, her movements. That finger, shown to me, and then rubbed across lips that I was longing to kiss, to bite, to suck; bloodred, blood lipstick, for me to kiss off, to lick and taste as well…

A claim was laid, loud and clear, and a question, said with an “lol”:  “…the LV markers, Sai?”

I told her, she already had her markers- between her legs. Take that, on her finger, use it as a paintbrush- and place my mark on her breasts and belly, write on herself, in her blood, “I Am Sai’s”.

Ohh, the indescribable heat. My breathing went ragged, her chest was heaving with her own breathing, as she dipped into her inkwell, and carefully, deliberately, wrote on her skin, marked herself as mine, for the first time- and, in the first blood shared.

Some comments back and forth, when her flow was more excitement than menses, it was too clear to write; some deeper seeking, finding, darkening of the lines, until complete, until her flesh showed who she belonged too- “I Am Sai’s”.

A photo demanded, taken. Talk of firsts- first explorations, messy fingers and sharing. First marks,of any kind, for anyone. First encounter with one that shares the interest, the violation of taboos, to revel in and wallow in messy hot steamy sexiness.

My princess, my treasure- I told you at that moment, we would share this, blog this:  this first mark, first blood; and that we would share the momento, and display proudly your marks, which although long faded from view, are still there, in your skin, and that burning heat is waiting for princess to return and feel them again.

You, my dear sweet little princess, are amazing, and I am more pleased with you and proud of you, than I can possibly express.

I Am Sai's

Daydream – First Meeting

Sai ~
Your daydream about flying to my town and surprising me at work initiated a mental follow-up…

With a half hour left in my shift, you walk into my café and get a cup of joe. But I’m working at the bar, not the front cash, so I don’t even really see you at first. You hand the girl at the register a little note and tell her to give it to me. I overhear my name and look up and it takes me a moment to realize that it’s YOU. You just look at me and smile and then walk out the door. I don’t see where you go, but Emilia hands me the note and of course is like, “Who was that? Was that your husband?” (Only a couple of folks at work have ever met him.) I giggle and say, “No, it’s not my husband, just a good friend I haven’t seen in a very long time, pulling a fast one on me, I think… ” and walk away to read my note. The note is actually a cute little card with butterflies and a moon (reminiscent of our LV crest) with a very ethereal-looking scene on the front.
Inside, it says:
Hampton Inn
Room 229
Go straight there after you get off work.
~Sai
Oh yeah, there were a bunch of xoxoxox in it, too. lol
So now, I have 30 mins that I am chomping at the BIT to get outta there, omg! lol I even ask the manager on duty if I can leave early, because I don’t have ANYthing in my car and I smell like the café! lol She doesn’t let me leave early, says she can’t. So, I finally get off and make a mad dash to the restroom to try to freshen up, but have nothing to freshen up WITH, lol, so I head over to the Hampton Inn, which is only a short drive away (1/2 mile, maybe?).
I park and go in and up to 2nd floor and find 229. I can hear music coming from inside the room and I knock. I hear you approach and then see & hear the door handle twist and open only very slightly ajar.
Out comes your hand with a mask. A blindfold.
All you say is “Put this on and strip and knock when you’re done” and I take it from your hand and you close the door. I never even saw your face, just your hand and part of your arm, lol. I knocked again, immediately. I could see darkness at the peep hole, so I know you were looking out of it and I say, “Sai? Is that you?”
You say, “Yes, li’l one, you can trust that it’s me, now do as I say and don’t knock again until you’re ready to enter properly.”
I just say, “ok” and then look down both ends of the hallway and wonder who is gonna walk around the corner at any second and strip quickly, put on the blindfold and knock again. You open the door and take my clothes and purse away from me and say, “Stay there.”
I’m starting to shake. It’s a little cold and I think I might get caught. It seems like an eternity but then I feel your hands take both of mine…

You gently pull me forward while saying, “Come on in, princess…. I’ve been waiting for you.”
I start to ask you, “When did you …”, but you put a finger over my lips and say, “Shhh, plenty of time for all of that later. Let me see you.” And you lift your hands, which lift mine, and my arms straight up and out. “Turn around,” you say, so I do. “Lovelier in person than I thought you’d be,” you say and take a step up to my back. I can feel your hairy chest against my back, your cock at the middle of my lower back, your hairy legs slightly touching the back of mine, and I know you are also naked.Your hands rest on my hips and you whisper in my ear from behind, “I’ve waited so long to be this close to you. So, I thought I’d make our lunch date today extra special. Have anywhere you need to be in the next … oh… few hours?”
I reply, “Nosir, Sai, you know my schedule & you know my husband is out of town. I’ll have to go walk the dogs at some point, but there’s nowhere else I have to be or would rather be for the next few hours than right here with you.”
“Good girl” is all you whisper in my ear and you slowly turn me around, pull me a couple more steps into your room and gently kiss me on the lips. Our first kiss! It starts tentatively, sweetly, warmly, your hands cradling my face … then we get lost in kissing one another – my hands find your waist and run up your back and I feel like I crash into you. No idea how long we stand there, just kissing & exploring each other’s mouths, but at some point you break the kiss and say, “I have surprises for you.” and lead me into the room more and sit me down, on what I assume is the bed.
You step away from me and are doing something. I have no idea what.
I tentatively inquire, “um, Sai?”
“Yes, lil one?”, you answer from across the room.
“Would it be possible for me to shower first? I’d like to wash work off and be fresher for you.”
“Ah, yes…. I thought you might. So here’s what we’re going to do…. I’ll lead you to the bathroom and once you step inside and the door is closed, you may remove your mask, but sit it on the edge of the tub. Get into the shower, wash your hair only, and then put your blindfold back on. Once it’s in place, call for me… because I want to bathe you myself.”
My heart skips a beat and I bite my lower lip. “Oh yesss, Sai, ok. But, what if I get the blindfold wet???”
As you guide me to the bathroom, you say, “Don’t worry honey, water won’t hurt it OR you”… and once I step inside, you release me and shut the door. I remove my blindfold and am greeted with candles burning on the vanity, no other light on. I want to call out to ask if it’s ok to turn on the overhead, but assume if you had wanted it on, you would have turned it on, so I leave it as it is and sit my blindfold on the edge of the tub. I find the hotel-issue shampoo and a small bar of soap, turn on the shower to the right temperature, step inside and wash my hair. Once all of the shampoo has been rinsed out, I step away from the streaming water, replace my blindfold over my eyes and call out to you, “Sai, I’m ready!”
I hear you enter. You say, “If you aren’t already there, step to the back side of the tub, away from the water, turn so you are facing the back wall of the tub and put your hands against that wall in front of you.”
I do as instructed and suddenly I feel your hands on my hips and your warm body against my back.You instruct, “Spread your legs as far as the tub will allow…. Hold this position and let’s get you squeaky clean, shall we?”
Mmmmmm, it’s now a vision of a series of images — I’m ‘under arrest’ as your lathered hands are all over me. You seem to be everywhere at once and then in specific places … along my arms, across my breasts, my tummy, down my legs. At one point, I wonder if there’s not another person in the bathroom because it seems like more than just 1 pair of hands are on me. Finally, I feel your sudsy right hand slide down the crack of my ass, fingers across my asshole and further still, underneath me, across my lips, in my folds to my mound, where you grab and hold. I gasp and you wipe your lathered hands back and forth across me, cleaning me and also stimulating me…..

You quickly turn me around, order me to my knees and place the tip of your cock on my lips.
My daydream ends with you abusing my mouth in the shower, still blindfolded, still covered in suds…..

Who knows where else the daydream could go.
The possibilities are kinda limitless, as we have hours ahead together…

Care to pick up the daydream or go back and rearrange as you see fit?
xoxo,
~princess