Category: collar


>HNT: symbols

>symbol (sim-buhl)-noun: something used for or regarded as representing something else; a material object representing something, often something immaterial; emblem, token, or sign.

There are many symbols in our world.
When a person wears a ring on their left hand… generally it means that that person is spoken for… married or intent. Sometimes it’s just a sign of commitment. Either way there is a heavy weight put behind this outward statement of such an inner feeling.

For me… my wedding and engagement rings are a sign that I am married. It means that I have promised myself to my husband for the rest of my time on this Earth. I wear my rings everyday… all day. They are special to me… a part of who I am now.

When a person wears a collar… generally it means a person is owned in some form or another. The depth of such ownership is decided upon the couple. A collar is also equally as heavily weighted as a ring as it is not something that should be taken upon lightly. It’s a commitment all of its own… to be in a relationship that is ran by one partner sexually and/or in everyday life.

For me… my collar is a sign that Ben is my dominant… sexually. We are equal partners in all other things. It means that I agree to submit to him… to meet a sexual need we both have. I wear my collar everday… all day. It is special to me… a part of who I am.

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>need

>I need you to hurt me…. to feel the sweetness that only that pain brings me.

I need you to not care… to have the cold, stern face of a man that is after pleasure.. and that alone.

I need you to break me… to rock me to the core and leave me a crying mess.

I need you to be in control…. and ignore my pleadings… my begging to stop.

I need you to mark me…. to see the evidence of your dominance over me days later.

I need you to push me…. and keep going till you’ve forced me to the edge and then over.

I need you to take me places I haven’t been in a while…. to remind my body that it is your’s… and if you choose to inflict pain on it… you will.

I need you to have your hands about my neck….. to feel that rush of air refilling my gasping lungs.

I need you to spank me… to refocus me… to send each nerve in my body on end because of the assault.

I need you to pull my hair… to force me to be the slut you know I am.

I need you to sink your teeth into my flesh…. to make me cry out.

I need you to collar me…. to remind me of my sexuality… that submitting is what I want.. what I need… what I lust for.

I need you to take me there…. and be there to hold me when I come back.

>Saturday night.

We had went to bed… I think it was eleven or even midnight… I’m not sure anymore. I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to get laid… as it seems I never do on Saturdays because Ben works twelve hours that day.

He was quiet.. but would let out these sighs.. the type of sigh that says something is bugging you. I inquired… twice. Finally he said what was on his mind. I had done something that upset him… I listened as he talked… telling me his thoughts on the matter.

I laid against his chest hearing his words.. feeling my eyes fill with tears. I felt terribly that I had hurt him… it was all very stupid of me. Not that I felt bad.. but that I had done it.

After talking about it… he wasn’t mad anymore… he wasn’t hurt anymore… but that really didn’t MAKE me feel any better. We laid there together… just being next to each other. As we did Ben stroked my back- gently at first then with a bit of passion behind it.

Before long.. petting turned into full blown making out and touching.. his knee between my legs grinding against my pussy. Words poured from his lips… asking things about what had happened and such.

I answered… only to feel his hands slip around my neck. He squeezed hard.. and I could feel the wetness grow between my legs.

For the next little bit.. it was kinda a blur… all I remember is being taken to the living room to log onto the net.. to tell someone what I done. I was supposed to ride Ben as I typed… not so fun.

From there he asked if we were ok.. if I was ok with it. I really didn’t want to tell anyone what happened… I wanted to keep it between us. He said he understood… and we started to watch porn instead.

We watched for a bit.. then I turned to him and asked him to punish me… because deep down I knew I needed to be. He obliged me.

In the process… he sent me into our room a few times. I retrieved a vibrator… nipple clamps…. our flogger.. lube… my collar… and a towel. He had me suck his cock over and over… in between fucking him with a vibrator in my pussy or against my clit. I squirted three different times doing this.

The nipple clamps went on… and he’d pull them… hurting me like I cannot describe. Sometimes they’d pop off and he’d reattach them… threatening to attach them to my clit. He even had me hold the chain my teeth.

He had me get on my knees with my vibrator in my pussy while I sucked him off. Every time I’d squeeze it out… he’d make me go clean it… then come back… fucking my face even harder for making him wait.

He then had me lube up my ass and finger it while I sucked him.. it was all very intense… and very surreal.

Finally he was ready to fuck me in the ass.. a thing he had been threatening all along. He wanted to flog me first though. The stings were harsh… no warm ups for Sierra. I came close to crying several times… but I was tough and didn’t. He whipped me over and over… intense, harsh blows that almost knocked the wind out of me.

He stopped.. and I felt the head of his cock press against my ass. I was leaned over the couch and tried hard to relax knowing that if I didn’t… he would end up hurting me (something neither of us wanted).

He slow inched in till he was deep inside me. It hurt… but I stayed calm. I reached down and started rubbing my clit trying to take away from some of the feelings of pain as he started to pound my ass.

While he fucked my ass he’d occaisioanlly flog my back making me tense a little. I kept at my clit though… trying to stay focused… hoping he’d cum soon. I didn’t have to wait long.. before I knew it he let his load go, filling my ass with his reward.

I was spent to say the least… but I felt better… as did he.

>waiting

>”What would you do if I were wearing my collar and on my knees waiting for you at the back door when you came home?”

This is the text I sent to Ben around 2:00 pm on Saturday. I didn’t expect a immediate response knowing he was most likely busy at work. I had hoped it did peak his interest. By the time I got home and was relaxing… I still had not received a response. I was certainly dismayed about this… but remained patient.

“Do you know anyone that wants to buy a 52″ tv? All it needs is a new bulb.”, was the response I got.

“No, I don’t. But this isn’t exactly the response I was expecting.”, I replied.

“If you were doing that, Id treat you like the fuck slut you want to be”. His response was so confident.. and so unlike him that it surprisingly shocked me. He is a confident man but doesn’t really talk like that. I was instantly turned on.

I spent the next couple hours… dreaming of when he’d get home… what it was going to be like…. I was so horny. I really wanted to make myself cum but decided against it…. that would take away from later.

Finally a little after six he called to tell me he was on his way home. We talked about our days briefly and then I told him I would see him when he got home. Once off the phone… I raced into the shower. I cleaned up quickly… making sure to save the time for shaving so that I’d be perfectly smooth for him.

When I was done I brushed my teeth and went into our bedroom picking out a pair of see through black thongs and dug out my collar. My hair was down and curly looking… still wet from the shower. I know how much he likes my hair down… so that is what I went with.

Now all there was left was to wait. I sat on the couch passing the time on the internet… waiting for the tell tale sign that he was home. Suddenly I heard the beep from the car alarm. I put the laptop down and raced to the dining room knowing that if I wasn’t on my knees when he came in… it would ruin the effect.

I made it in time… and placed myself on the rug with my hands behind my back. He turned the corner… we made eye contact and I blushed. I wasn’t completely sure what to expect… and so… I blushed. He walked towards me… emptied his pockets onto the table. I didn’t move… not sure what to do. He stepped closer to me… his groin in my face. I felt exposed…. almost naked in front of him completely dressed. I loved it.

I felt his fingers lace through my hair and gently pulled my head back kissing me deeply. I kept my hands behind my back but took in every ounce of his attention. Our kiss ended more quickly than I had hoped…. but that meant more good stuff was to come.

He walked slowly beside me… loosening his grip on my hair but did so in a fashion that meant I should turn around and follow him. I did so… then was slowly led by Ben out of the dining room into the living room. He was so careful not to yank my hair or walk too quickly as I am not accustomed to crawling.

Once we got to the little area that lead into our room he stopped and let go of my hair. I sat back on my legs leaving my hands dangling beside me. He ventured into our room and began undressing. I marveled at him… he seemed so sexy to me… course he always does. But more so than usual. It amazes me that he compliments me so well in every way.

After stripping he came out and wrapped his hands around my hair again and led me into the bedroom. At the foot of the bed he pulled me to my feet then pushed me gently to the bed. I bent at my hips… pushing my ass out. He used his foot to spread my legs farther apart. His hand caressed my ass… then lifted in the air and came back down on my bare skin with a sting. I yelped.

Then another… and another.. over and over alternating sides. I knew my ass had to be bright red from the growing pain. I breathed deep through my screams and tried to keep myself as composed as I could. I knew it wouldn’t be long and there would be tears welling up in my eyes.

Luckily for me he stopped but slammed his cock into my ever so wet pussy. This was a much better replacement. I almost purred with pleasure enjoying him pounding away at me. However, this was short lived as he pulled out, grabbed my hair again, and pulled me to my knees. He guided my head onto his cock.

I sucked away wanting to please him to my fullest extent. I took him deep into my mouth then he pulled away and pushed my head forward towards his balls. I did not miss a beat and took them into my mouth.. gently sucking as he stroked his cock. I love when he does that. I cannot explain the pleasure it brings me to know he’s stroking for me.

He pulled me off and put his knee up on the bed and told me to suck his cock again. I did so.. but this time my hair was in the way. I grabbed for his hand and pulled it to my head asking for him to hold my hair.

“Did you just tell ME what to do?”, his voice rumbled, and I felt like I had made a big mistake. He got behind me pulled me up and bent me over. I felt his hand slap my ass hard… then again.

“You don’t tell me what to do. I’m the one who tells YOU what to do”, he said while he spanked me hard.

“I’m sorry!”, I cried out.

“Sorry?”, he slapped again hard, “You’re sorry, huh?”.

I pleaded that I was sorry and he told me to go get my ‘own damn hair tie’. I stumbled out of the room hurrying to get a hair tie. When I reached the bathroom I pulled my hair up quickly and went back to the room.

He pushed me forward and slammed his cock back into me. He fucked me hard as I cried out in pleasure. Mid stroke he grabbed my collar and used it to fuck me deeper. I felt a little dizzy as the air was harder to take in. I reached back, touched his hand, and he let up. With this he pulled out and stepped back, letting me know that I was to get on my knees.

I fell quickly to my knees trying to make up for my lack of judgment. I sucked his hard wet cock into my mouth again… moving it in and out. My hand found its way up to his balls and squeezed them softly. Ben’s hips were quickening… I could tell that he wanted to cum so I made sure not to stop what I was doing.

“I could so cum right now.”, he said with his hand on the back of my head. I personally was not ready for him to yet, but if that is what he wanted, then it was going to happen. Fortunately for me he stopped again and took my pussy from behind. I bucked my hips feverishly against him feeling him hit the bottom.

“Do you want to taste my cum?”, he said still fucking me.

“Yes”, I cried out.

“Beg me. Beg to taste my cum”.

And with that I started to beg… I pleaded for him to let me taste him… to swallow every last bit. It seemed like an eternity before he agreed to let me do so.. but when he did, I fell to the floor and sucked like there was no tomorrow waiting for my reward of a job well done.

Before I knew it, he was filling my mouth with his cum. I swallowed every drop… feeling his hands on the back of my head… his body shudder as he emptied into my willing hole. It wasn’t over though…. not like I thought it would be.

I pushed myself up and sat on the edge of the bed. He towered over me and pushed me up towards the middle of the bed which meant only one thing…. I was going to get to cum! I laid back back and spread my legs. He moved in between them and rubbed his thumb over my clit. My body shivered and I damn near came just by that.

I pushed his hand down encouraging him to slide his fingers inside of me and with that.. he slipped them in. I felt so full I let out out a sigh of ecstasy. He went to work on my pussy… moving his fingers around inside.. hitting my G spot. My hands wandered down and I rubbed my clit slowly. It wasn’t going to take much to push me over the edge.

My hips started to move with each stroke of my pussy…. my breathing became labored and I could tell that I was close.

“Cum for me”, he commanded. I almost exploded at that… I love when he tells me to orgasm for him. I rubbed my clit harder wanting to just for him and all of a sudden a huge wave rushed over me. I squeezed my legs together holding onto the feeling… not wanting to let it go.

Generally Ben will make me orgasm more than once but that night I don’t think I could have handled it. He knows my body that well, too. He knows when I can take more… and when I’ve hit my limit. So with that… he crawled up by me and I curled into his arms so we could bask in the wonderfulness that is our sex.

>Saturday night I was feeling particularly rambunctious. Ben had worked late, and I was home…. horny and anxious for him to get there. I texted him and said hello… said I was ready for him to get home. He responded that he wanted to be as well.. in which I replied that I was horny. He responds… I love you. What the fuck? I was bummed he didn’t want to play my game of getting each other riled up. Who answers that comment with I love you?

When he finally got home we talked about what to have for dinner. We decided to go and get something non-healthy cause neither of us wanted to actually cook. After returning with our food we settled down to watch Mina’s First Time… if you haven’t seen this movie… do. It was way better than I expected.

When the movie was over we sat and talked a bit and then I brought up the text. I was feeling playful so I told him I wasn’t going to talk to him. We joked a bit and then got up. He turned off the light in the living room and said something about a shower. I didn’t want to take a shower yet, but decided to just go along with it.

I kept my mouth shut as we stripped and did our pre-shower rituals (we’re weird… we have routines for EVERYTHING). I climbed into the shower and started washing up. Ben came in very shortly and said something to me. I just smiled and looked off.

“Oh, you’re not going to talk to me huh?”, he said slightly amused. I just glanced back over at him smiling and kept washing.

I finished showering before him but always linger to stand in the warm water till after he gets out. I started to poke at him playfully and giggling. He rinsed off… and I kept bugging him… thoroughly enjoying myself.

This is where he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head gently sideways. I was quite happy about this…. it was about time he figured out what I wanted. He pulled me to him and got within inches of my lips… tempting me.. I tried to lean forward to kiss his lips but he’d just pull himself back.

He teased me like this for a few minutes then dove in for a deep kiss. I sighed with relief and pleasure… feeling the breath leave my body. He broke the kiss before I was ready and I let out a whine.

He moved his arm to be able to control me better… pushing me slowly to my knees. His wet cock stood up in front of me… taunting me… making me want to suck it into my mouth. I didn’t move… he was going to make me…. even if its what I really wanted.

“Suck my cock”, he ordered and pushed my head towards it. I felt the grip on my hair become tighter urging me to do as I was told. And so I did. I wrapped my lips around it… taking his cock all the into my mouth.

He told me he was going to fuck my face and to be ready. He glided in and out a few times then violently slammed his hips against my face over and over… pounding me with such force I wanted just to stop and take deep breaths… but I also didn’t want him to stop. I was torn.

Finally it stopped and he pulled me to my feet. I looked him in the eye…. feeling very submissive. He had this look on his face… such confidence…. such command… it was such a turn on. He kissed me deeply again then pushed me back to my knees.

Again, he shoved his cock in my face and obediently took it into my mouth. It seemed only a few minutes passed before he pulled back from me. I didn’t look up. He pulled the shower open and stepped out… I stayed on my knees till he pulled the curtain back shut.

My mind was aflutter with thoughts of what was going to happen next. As the warm water cascaded down my skin, I shut my eyes and dreamed of what I wanted. Shortly the water started running cold and so I turned it off and opened the curtain.

There he stood…. completely naked… I couldn’t possibly want him more. I squeezed the water out of my hair began drying off. I wasn’t even half finished when he grabbed the back of my neck and forced me to my knees again. I took him in hungrily wanting every inch in my mouth… to make him ache to want to be inside of me.

Apparently I did my job because he grabbed my hair and pulled me to my feet again… turning me around. He pushed my head down so that I was bent at the waist… I grabbed to side of the tube to steady myself. He used his foot to spread my feet further apart then slammed his cock deep inside of me. I let out a moan that almost sounded like a scream. The sudden fullness was wonderful and I didn’t want him to stop.

He pounded into me for a bit then pulled out, grabbed my hair, and once again I found myself kneeling before him. He instructed me to taste how good my pussy was and slide slowly into my mouth. I have always loved the taste of my pussy on his cock and so I made sure to taste every bit that was given to me.

Ben had enough and pulled me to my feet again… our lips connected for a few seconds and then he pulled back. I too stepped back.. which was a mistake. He turned me around and had me bend over again. I, of course, thought I was going to feel him slip inside of me… yet instead I was met with a hard slap on my ass.

“That was for moving”, he said… almost cold.. then wrapped his hands around my wet hair pulling me up.
“Where’s your collar at?”.

I told him where it was and he grabbed the back of my neck. I begged him to let me to put some deodorant and he obliged then disappeared out of the bathroom. He re-entered holding my collar. Ben turned me around and wrapped it around my neck… fastening it tightly around my neck. Any tighter, and it would have cut off my airflow. He turned it so that the D-ring was in the back then grabbed it…dragging me behind him.

This is where the real fun began. He shoved me over and slammed into me again… though it was short lived and more of a tease than fulfillment. Again, on my knees sucking his cock which I totally don’t mind, I’m a bit of a cock whore. He pulled away and climbed on the bed.. laying on his back. He told me to come to him and suck his cock. I obeyed.

As I was sucking, he told me to go find the tightest pair of panties I had and bring them back to him. I stopped and crawled off the bed to the dresser. I sat on my knees digging through trying to find the right pair.

Before I knew it, he was behind me… hair in hand and slid back into me… distracting me from my task. What a distraction! A few pumps later, he pulled out and I went back to digging. He went back to his spot on the bed.

When I found the correct pair, I crawled back on the bed and brought them to him. He told me to put them on and pick out one of the two vibrators he had pulled out of the drawer. He said after I picked one, to insert it in my pussy and use the panties to hold them in place. I did so. I could feel the vibration deep inside me… and it was hard to be sitting up like he wanted. He had me lift up a little and he giggled the vibrator. I screamed with pleasure… my pussy was throbbing and oh so wet. I could have easily cum.

Next he told me to go to the kitchen and make him half of a drink and bring it back. I got up and disappeared into the kitchen to get his drink…. breathing all the way as to not cum when I was walking.

This was the first time he’d ever done this kind of control… but I was loving every minute of it. I returned with his drink and he took a long sip, then laid back on the bed with his legs hanging over the side. He told me to suck him again…. and I did so… panties shoving the vibrator deeper inside of me. I was so close to cumming.. I could barely stand it.

After a few minutes he pulled me onto the bed…. he started pushing the vibrator deeper… in and out. I screamed out…. any minute Id just loose it. Then he decided to add the other one inside of my pussy. I begged him not to… but he did it anyways…. I came instantly… it was too much to handle. I wiggled back but he followed…. not giving up on tormenting me. He tapped them both… bringing me over the edge again. I was in heaven.

Ben told me since I liked those two inside my pussy that maybe I would like three of them. I told him no… but he wasn’t having it. He had me lay back and spread my legs then pulled my panties to the side and wedged his way into my already fully pussy. I let out a scream… it was all overwhelming… but not in a bad way.

He moved in and out slowly and I think he maybe have did this four or five times before I came again….. it was explosively. He seemed very pleased with this orgasm and pulled out of me. He slipped the panties off and pull the vibrators out. I let out a sigh of relief… it was nice to a break from the intensity.

Ben turned me on my side and slide back inside of me. It was wonderful to be filled again. I was so wet I could feel it rolling down my thighs. He wasn’t going to waste time though… he was ready to cum.

He began fucking me hard… holding my leg as he did so. Before long… he finally exploded inside my pussy… filling me with his wonderful cum. I purred with pleasure.. knowing that I had made him feel that good.

He slipped out of me… and curled up next to me. Our legs intertwined and we laid there in our after sex glow… petting each other…. eyes shut.. enjoying a wonderful moment.

>black collar

>So it came in the mail yesterday. I was on my way home talking to Ben on my cell when he said someone was knocking on the door. I got excited and said it might be the UPS dropping off the package… indeed it was! I told him not to open it till I got home, just because I wanted to open it together.

I got home and hugged and kissed him…. as my eyes fixed on the little white box on the counter. I picked it up, grin across my face and opened it quickly. In the box laid my new one inch leather collar.

Now I know the symbolism that a collar holds in the lifestyle… and I completely respect that. I hope that I do not offend anyone for what this piece of leather holds for me. To me… its all sexual. The sexual response I get from the idea of wearing a collar is overwhelming. It makes me feel vulnerable… and I like that.

I have been toying with the idea of getting a collar for a while now. I just recently brought it up to Ben… he, of course, just said alright. He’s kind of to the point like that. I always work it up so much in my head.. sometimes afraid of telling him but always spill it in the end because I trust that he’s going to accept anything about me. He always does. Its my own insecurities and I hate that. I’m working on that so in hopes one day I will get over it.

Anyways, I pulled it out of the box and removed it from the plastic. I could feel the wetness between my legs… I wanted it around my neck. I took it with me when I changed out of my work clothes. I put it on and stared into the mirror. It was real… I had a collar around my neck. It was kind of a surreal moment for me. After a minute or two I took it off and carried it around with me for a bit.

Funny thing about it…. I like the noise it makes… the noise that the D ring makes. Isn’t that a strange thing to like? I told Ben that… he agreed. I finally took it back to our room and laid it on the dresser.

Later after dinner we took a shower and ended up laying on the bed for a bit. He kept asking what I wanted to do….I kept saying I didn’t care. What I should have just said was that I was horny and I wanted to fuck. But- I didn’t think the timing was on just yet.

I dug through my panty drawer and pulled stuff out for work in the morning… and also grabbed the matching panties to his favorite cami top. I laid back on the bed.. being playful. He belts out he wants to watch porn on our new tv. I, of course, said it was a good idea and had him pick something out from our collection of movies.

He grabbed it and took it to the living room and I quickly put the cami and panties on. I turned so I could see my ass in the mirror… he walked by while I was doing that… gave me a look and commented, “sexy butt”. I just grinned.

I joined him in the living room and we turned the movie on. It ended up being one of the worst porns I’ve ever seen… but we kept trying. We wasted thirty minutes doing this before we decided to hook the laptop up to the tv and find some porn online. Fantastic idea. The first video we chose was a keeper.

On the screen two brunette chicks were making out… teasing each other’s nipples and clits. I leaned against my husband with my back against him. He reached around started rubbing his hand over my hard nipple. I sighed at the touch of his hand and started rubbing his leg.

We kept petting each other, but it didn’t take long for this to escalate. All it really took was him reaching in my top and pinching my nipples. I felt a surge between my legs and let him do whatever he wanted.

When he let go I turned around and took his nipple in my mouth… flicking it with my tongue then hungrily sucking it in. I rubbed his hard cock through his jammie pants. He wrapped his arm around and smacked my ass. I moaned and started pulling on his pants… he helped pull them off.

I leaned down and wrapped my lips around his cock as he laced his fingers in my hair. I sucked up and down.. feeling him guiding my speed with his hand. He slapped my ass with his free hand… over and over. In my head I wanted him to stop…. but in the same thought, didn’t want him to.

His voice rumbled in my ears, “Fuck me!”.

And like a good girl, I got to my feet and straddled him with my back facing him. I bounced up and down on his cock, taking him deep into my pussy. I love feeling him inside of me.. the mere thought is almost enough to make me cum.

He grabbed a handful of my hair again and bent me back as I rode him and grabbed my breast. Ben hadn’t been fucking me long, but I knew I was going to cum soon. I slowed my pace and decided to rock my hips back and forth. The tip of his cock was hitting just the right spot. I was so close… I could feel the wave coming up on me.

I bucked harder… wanting to feel that rush. When it hit me… I couldn’t breathe…. it was amazing. I kept moving my hips though… wanting to prolong my orgasm. But, it subdued and I climbed off him to taste my cum on his cock. I love tasting myself on him… it truly is the best.

We went back and forth with me sucking his cock and fucking him for a while. I was horny but feeling playful still. I was between his legs… he was close… he wanted to cum. He told me to fuck him again… I said no. He grabbed my hair and pulled me close.. “Is said fuck me.”. He was stern and it only fueled the fire.

I obeyed and slid back down on his cock. I only got a few strokes in when I stood up and started walking to our room, glancing back at him. He followed… I stood in the door way trying to tease him. He walked up behind me and gave me a nudge forward. Then he pushed me down onto the bed, feet still spread and on the floor. Grabbing my hips he pulled me into him… he fucked me with a fury. He knew what he wanted and he was going to take it from me.

I begged him not to cum yet…. and luckily for me.. he obliged. He pulled me up and pushed me onto my knees where I took him back into my mouth. I looked up at him… sucking him slowly. I stopped… still looking at him… stood.. kissed him deeply… then whispered that I wanted to try on my new collar.

He told me to get it… and I handed it to him and turned around. He strapped it around my neck with such force… I cant describe the feeling that washed over me. I was wet before… but now I was practically dripping. He buckled it as tight as he could get it without choking me then turned me around. He grabbed the D ring and yanked me to my knees then brought his cock to my face.

It was exactly how I thought it would be… and it was wonderful! I could feel his power over me… and I was loving every second.

He didnt let me suck him long before he barked at me to stand and bend over. I did so quickly and felt him enter me hard. His hand slipped between my skin and the collar and pulled back. He used the collar as leverage to fuck me harder. I was in heaven. I had pictured exactly that in my head… and never told him…. no words I tell ya. I was starting to gasp for air…. and held on as long as I could before I felt lightheaded then gave him my signal.

I could tell he was so close… he had been for some time… but had been holding off at my request. I asked again for him not to cum, but he had been waiting long enough I guess. A few more good thrusts and he exploded inside of me.

I pulled forward and crawled onto the bed. He followed and sat between my legs where his hand found my clit. He wasted no time and rub feverishly. Again I had another powerful orgasm. I tried to wiggle away but Ben grabbed my leg and kept me from moving.

He kept rubbing… and another orgasm came. I was so sensitive by then… it wouldn’t take much. I tried again to get away… but it was not going to happen. A fourth and final orgasm hit and yanked hard to get back… I could not take it any longer.

He crawled up behind me and held me. It was a great moment- all laid out there, collar at my neck… in the arms of the man I love. It doesn’t get any better than that!