Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Have Harness, Will Travel - Part One

I had a late night moment of inspiration. This story is a work in progress - hope you'll enjoy it so far. It's really just a snippet. I'll update soon with another installment.
Have Harness, Will Travel
Buckling my supple leather harness across my right hip is such a sensual act – the sound of the metal buckle clanking, the subtle snap of leather, the pressure of the suction end of the dildo against my crotch. I love the irony of the pink ruffles that adorn the fringe. A potent mixture of fear, anticipation and titillation flashes in my submissive’s eyes as he surreptitiously spies my sizeable appendage despite his bowed head and floor-anchored gaze.
I reach down toward my kneeling pet and tug the hair at the nape of his neck, tilting his head back, exposing this jugular, and more importantly, his quivering lips. I nudge the tip of my seven-incher toward his face. He closes his eyes as I teasingly rub my bulbous rubber wand across one cheek and then the other, grazing his lips in a tactile figure eight.
I shove the head into his waiting mouth and meet with feigned resistance. I thrust deeper as he struggles for air and softly whimpers. All pretense evaporates as he begins to suck in earnest, rhythmically even. His body sways, his hands are cuffed behind his back.

1 comment:

  1. Mistress Felina,
    This is such a lustful post, you must let me know when you will be back on the East Coast. I would love to see you buckling your harness up close.