Fuckable

To my darling, lover, owner,

I bid thee return soon for I shall lose my mind. Thrice now I have raced to the door, only to realize 'twas not you that knocked. My heart aches at the thought that you have left forever, though I know this not to be truth. Work has claimed thee too often of late; please hear my plea and hurry home!

As I sit here and dictate to the computerized scribe, my thoughts only on your homecoming, I find myself resisting the urge to succumb to the demands of my deprived body. As instructed, I have read my required smut daily assignments but have not touched my body. I fear my skin is afire or that I may drown in my own sweet secretions if you do not arrive soon! Nay, I have not tasted the juices from my cunt, I merely describe the scent! I have abode by the rules left before your latest departure!

I beg of thee, I need release! The tension sings along my core, my nipples truly throb, and my undergarments! They have been soaked since the night you went away! Continually I am on edge; my poor lips suffer greatly from the bites delivered to refrain from reaching climax. Had I known the length of your time away, I would have requested allowances!

Not that I desire another man! Please do not misconstrue the meanings behind my words! Nay! I merely mean to say that I would have asked for permission to pull a few batteries from the cupboard!

As it is, though, I remain as you demand: naturally lubricated and ready. Fuckable.

My collar remains buckled, awaiting thy fingers to jingle the bells. Already I can imagine those first moments after you cross the threshold: your commanding voice, my knee-crawling mews, your strong hands lifting me up, your hard kiss crushing my broken lips. It is that next action that races the blood in my veins - I beg for permission to prove my dedication to your instructions and you flick the bells just once! On the spot my knees give and I collapse in shuddering response, face raised upward to you, my generous owner! Then, before the heady cloud passes, your satisfaction is shown to me, inches from my lips, and I devour your hardness!

Oh, sir! Please! I cannot bear another night without release! Another day and I shall ask for what crime am I being punished!

Eternally yours,
Missing you,
Awaiting your return,
Your (obedient) Kitten

3 comments:

Kitty Thomas said...

Awwww, that's so awesome. I love it!

But why are you sharing my letters with people?

Just kidding. :)

Alré said...

If I were your 'owner' I'd have to harden my heart and make you suffer another day. Very nice piece. I read something similar yesterday. An application as a sex-slave. Must be something in the water.

Anonymous said...

nice. you should read all these aloud