Sunday, July 7, 2013

Sunday Snog #85: Raw Silk

Like BDSM? I know you do, if you're over here at my blog. I've got a kiss from Raw Silk for you today, a bit of tenderness in the aftermath of an intense scene of dominance and submission. Hope you enjoy it!

When you're fully satisfied ;^)   go visit Victoria's Blisse Kiss page, and follow the links to more sweet, sexy snogs.



He was dressed, when she came back to her senses, though she could still see the flames graven on his skin, peeking from beneath his rolled-up sleeve. He had pulled the chair to edge of the bed and sat there, watching her. She could have sworn there was a look of worry on his face, but it evaporated when she smiled at him.

“Ah, Kate,” he said lightly. “I’m glad you’re back. I think that’s enough, for tonight. Don’t you agree?”

Kate felt dazed. She didn’t know how to respond. However, the question must have been rhetorical, because Marshall began to untie her ankles, and then her wrists. Still she lay there, deliciously exhausted, languishing in the perfect passivity of her climax.

“Get up. Get dressed now. I’ll get you a cab to take you home.”

As if in a trance, Kate followed his instructions. She refastened her bra over her still-aching breasts, zipped up her skirt, buttoned her blouse up to its high neck. She looked around for her panties, and saw that Gregory held them in his hand.

“I’ll keep these, if you don’t mind,” he said with a mischievous grin. “To remind me of you. Until the next time.” Kate felt the starched fabric of her skirt brushing against her bare ass, and smiled back, a bit weakly.

Marshall stood before her now. He bent down and kissed her deeply, his tongue as probing as his cock had been. She found herself responding with equal passion, the taste of him re-igniting the fires in her still-damp sex.

“You did well, Kate, very well.” he said, almost tenderly. “You were born to this. You may not understand, yet, you may not believe. But I will teach you.

“Do you want that?” he asked, pulling away so he could see her face.

Kate blushed and lowered her eyes. “I don’t know,” she said. “I’m so confused.”

Gregory raised her face to his. “Think about it. Think about me.

“And if you decide that this is what you want, here is your first assignment. Since you are leaving your panties with me, I want you to go to work tomorrow without any. No underwear, or pantihose. And every time that you sit down, let the sensations in your flesh remind you of me, of us, of who and what you are.”

2 comments:

C. A. Szarek said...

Even tho we missed the main show, l like this. It's hot & spicy!!! Makes me want more.

Normandie Alleman said...

Loved it!

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