Delectable Deviants

Some people start the day, the week with a strong cup of coffee. I have plans for you, Princess.

I inform you to dress as if you have a secret. The smart office wear on the outside, but the sort of naughtiness you know drives me wild underneath.

Before you go into the office, you must lower your skirt and I must observe your choices. The cute checked knickers, the suspender belt, the long songs. To see you half undone like this, those glasses, the rising rouge of blushings. I’m hard for you, but won’t ever let on. Unless you’ve stolen a glance to my trousers. naughty girl.

I know you like me suited. Did you once have a thing for a teacher at school? An older man? Perhaps something in my aspect pushes you between blushing first love, and romantic partner. But it’s you. I’d never let on as such, but it’s you.

Yet here I am, about to send you to work with a spanking. To hit you hard over those knickers, hard, but the cotton softening the blow. No words are spoken. To pull down your panties ever so slightly. Let the palm of my hand sting hard against your cheeks. Over and over and over. You’re not allowed to say a word. Now go to work.

You must meet me here at lunchtime, when i’ll part your thighs, lift your skirt, pull aside your underwear and fingerfuck you. I might push you until you cum. I might leave you on the cusp of it. All the time whispering what a bad girl you’ve been. That you’re in trouble later. BIG trouble.

And when you come home in the evening, dear Lord i’m going to fuck you. Tear off your clothes and take you. Pull your hair. Ravage you. I adore playing games with you and my cock will be throbbing all day at the thought of you at work, so wet, mind wandering, trying to breathe. I’ll take you as I want to, whatever I want to do to you .. and then cum all over your face, those glasses. All over that beautiful tank top and your blouse.

But you’re about to step out of the door and unknowing. And I tell you to assume the position on the couch. ‘) 

(via myhiddenfantasy)