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Lying Awake
Written for my darling girl (MyLiegesDG) while I was on a trip. Written in our first weeks.
Lying awake it feels like a dream. My thoughts are of you before I know where I am. I imagine reaching out and touching your sleeping hand as I have done many times in the past. Your fingers respond instinctively, intertwining mine.
Lying awake our future captivates my mind. Adventures and misadventures are sure to abound. Getting lost with my darling girl, picnicking god knows where, being caught in a summer thunder storm. Each vision holds me, not breathing, immersed in the memories past and yet to come.
Lying awake my body is restless. Thoughts of you bent before me giving me your greatest gift. Stroking your hair and caressing your cheek. Appreciating your artistic talents vis a vie your collar. Imagining my fingers sliding down your back, your scent capturing my mind, the catch in your breathing, my body becomes restless. My heartbeat kicking up, my breathing catching up, mind racing with excitement.
Lying awake you’re here with me, your bare body lying asleep touched by the faintest morning glow. Whispering in your ear, “Something sexual”, your mind stirs and your hips slowly slither into me. You’re asleep again before my hands touch you. The lightest touch of my fingers caressing your thigh and drawing over your hip. You are not brought awake by my attention.
Lying awake your energy is tangible to me. The soothing energy of a sleeping beauty. This too is mine to enjoy. Your hair so soft in my fingers, your neck so inviting, the warmth of your skin. Lying awake I could do this for hours. The light of the early morning lights you up in wonder and I am suddenly taken by your love. Slamming into my consciousness your love for me strikes me anew. You are my cherished love, my darling girl.
Lying awake alone in my love state, my desire for you becomes tangible. Aching for your touch my hand finds your hip. My full hand strongly caresses you from thigh to shoulder. You begin to stir. The smooth skin of your ass captures me and you stir more pressing into my hand. I whisper again, “Something sexual”. I can hear your breathing change and see your pulse quicken. You suddenly know where you are and what is happening.
Lying awake you realize you broke a rule and your Funishment is coming and that right quick. Your promises to pleasure me in my sleep went unfulfilled as you’ve slept like an angel since I’ve been home. I understand, I’m a good man, but I don’t care. I want your pleasure and there must be consequences.
Lying awake in the morning light your eyes turn to mine. Your blindfold in my hand, you will see only the stars in your head for quite awhile still. Deprived of sight the sounds of my movement make no sense. No more words are spoken, not by mouth, and yet my commands become clear through the touch of my hands. My fingers linger at your pouting lips, teasing your tongue until I allow you to lick and suck them.
Lying awake your senses are tingling. My fingers are salty and not at all satisfying your craving. When they are taken away all you can think is how much you want them to be replaced by my cock. You want to make up for your mistake, to bring me the pleasure I desire, the pleasure you promised me.
Lying awake your body begins to squirm knowing I am gazing at you, knowing not what comes next. The feather touch of a suede flogger or perhaps the cool leather of a crop? Silky cords to bind you or leather cuffs to restrain you? The purring hum of your favorite toys or the hard cool steel of a plug? My fingers or my mouth or my cock?
Lying awake your Funishment is slow and exquisite and pleases me greatly.
I look forward to the breakage of this rule.
Your Liege
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