Message-ID: <2316eli$9707261915@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Suki Subject: Story: Daydreaming Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <33D9310F.4531@fish.com> Daydreaming by Suki "You know what I wish?" she exclaimed, suddenly. "What?" "I wish someone would really take control of me, of my life, of everything. That's really impractical, I know. And I probably wouldn't be able to handle it for any length of time, but the idea intreages me." She leaned out of the window and caught a raindrop in her palm. For a moment, the light of the outside conflicted with the darkness of the room, and her silloette echoed on the walls around her. Her companion was silent. "I could imagine," she continued, "He would be completely dominant. No apparent give or take. He would be flexable, but it would not show. When he was around I would exist only to do his bidding." "What would you do?" "Whatever he wanted, I guess. I can imagine him walking into a room and ordering me down on my knees. I would go down quickly, with my hands behind my back, and my eyes lowered. If it was not quick enough, he would threaten punishment." "What sorts of punishments?" "Oh, spanking, niple clips, teasing...." she paused, stroking her nipples with her fingers. Pinching them harder and harder. A soft moan escaped her lips. She continued. "He would time me up. I've always wanted to be tied up standing, spread-eagle, while he did whatever he wished with my body." "What would he do?" She barely heard the question from the transe-like state she had put herself in. The fingers of one hand still pinching and teasing her nipples, while the other hand danced lightly over her clit. And then harder. "What would he do?" The question repeated. "What? Oh...he would tease me with toys, or with himself, withdrawing when I wanted it the most. He would have me begging. Sometimes he would blindfold me, or even gag me so that I was totally helpless in his grasp. In some of my fantasies he would blindfold me and then bring in someone eles, man or woman, to help him tease me. And in return I would try to forfill him, or them, as the case may be." She stopped talking, concetraiting on herself. Her moans got louder and louder as she brought herself over the edge. It was a satisfactory orgasm, but not complete. Somehow, in the light of her fantasies, it paled in comparison. -Suki -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /