Catalina Loves

Sex has been amazing since returning from Spain. I guess that abstinence really does make the cock grow fonder. After an amazing weekend of sex, in my email Monday morning was the following (hot hot hot) description of what I could expect that night. I wish I could take credit for it, but it was entirely written by Marky D. Sade:

In an continuation of last night’s foot rubbing, and Friday’s loving, I have a plan.
Tonight, get the kids to bed early, then… you and I in the shower where we wash each other. After a nice shower I place your collar on your sweet, silky soft, alabaster neck. I take a handful of hair and give a gently tug, to get the “gasp” reaction, where your mouth opens for my tongue. I dry you off lovingly, and thoroughly.

I lead you by the hand into our beautiful bedroom, where there are no clothes, or mess, only candlelight and a wonderfully made bed. I stand behind you, close enough for your beautiful ass to feel my hard cock twitch against it. I pull your hair gently, to make you bend your head back, exposing the pulsing flesh of your neck. I run my tongue from your collarbone, and its sweet hollow, to your ear, where I let my breath fall on your still-wet skin, until your breath is as ragged as mine, and your hands reach behind you to fondle my cock and balls. I feel a finger try to reach my ass, but I give a hard pull to your hair, and whisper, my breath teasing your ear like my tongue on your clit, “Yes, my love. I know you want to be in control, and you shall be, but tonight I am in charge of you.” With each word I pinch your nipples a little bit, with the exception of “you” where I pull and sink my teeth into your neck. Your right hand comes up and cradles my head and my hair, and your breath is now a raw pant. Your mouth is open, waiting for something to suck, lick, swallow.

You let out a little moan, but then try to turn around to face me, “But I want to take care of you!” Your eyes have the domme look, and you’re trying to assume the detachment necessary for a loving top. “I want to fuck you.” You slide up against me, fingers tweaking my nipples.

Not tonight, toots. I take your hand away, not letting go, and say, “Catalina, my Love, my Lady, my Mistress, my Goddess, you are every beat of my heart. You will fuck me, anything you want. I’ll drop to my knees now, and not arise until your word, if your pussy is not soaking wet, but you and I both know that I am your Daddy every bit as much as your are my Lady. You have told me over hundreds of screaming orgasms, that you are mine, and you’ll do anything I ask.”

I reach up and pull your head back, firmly. I’m towering over you, and you feel the strength in my arms. You reel slightly, but try to keep your footing. “I am yours. I am just feeling more dom lately, Daddy.”

I know. Of course I know. I’m your husband, your Daddy, your friend, partner, lover, and no one (NO ONE) knows you better. I know what you need better than you know yourself. Tomorrow, I am yours. My Lady, my Love, my sweet Angel, and I know you need this. Especially if you’re not feeling it.”

I kiss you long and deep. I work my way down your throat, where I keep a controlling hand, and neck, to your perfect tits, which I lick, suck, and bite, while squeezing your throat harder and harder.

No fair!” you say, “Of course I’m going to be wet after that!”

But you’re mine already. “All the more reason to do as I say, my Lady. I know you.”

(…first little swat on your bottom.)

“You need this. You need this release, this break, this man. Trust me to take you where you need to go. You know how you hate stopping what you’ve been doing. Trust me.”

I pull back the covers on the perfectly clean, fresh bed, and all our toys are laid out. Your scarf is there too. “What’s that for?” you ask, with a nervous giggle. “You know what that’s for. Don’t play coy.”

(…another whack. This time I feel your ass squeeze like I licked your clit.)

“Sorry, Daddy.” you say, eyes soft and sweet.

Moving aside the toys, I lay you down, face up. I mount you, and look down at you through the arch of my arms and chest, and say, “Now let’s see if you’re wet enough to be mine.”

“Oh, I am.” you moan, eyes closed, your mouth licking and biting my arms.

In an instant, my body is upon you as I thrust my cock into your sopping wet, dripping pussy up to the hilt. The hairlessness lends extra stimulation. I thrust once, and stay still. You writhe and moan beneath me. If I fucked you for thirty seconds, you would come.

“Looks like your mine tonight, baby girl” I chuckle, nose to nose.

“I’m always your girl, even when I’m in charge, that never changes… ” you are grinding against me.

As quickly as I’m in you, I pull out. You let out a sound of mourning and frustration. As though you’re made of nothing but paper, I flip you over, roughly, as you resist.

“You’ll get your fucking. You always do. But you need this.”

My hand rubs your sweet ass cheeks, which are actually wet from your pussy. Soft, loving, circular motions around your ass. Your body is still as a statue, good girl. I start with light swats, hardly enough to sting. Then, I increase intensity, as I tell you how your body loves it.

“You’re body is drinking this in like nectar, angel.”

“It’s so good, Daddy. Harder, please. Please…” your voice a whisper, mouth opening and closing, needing something to suck.

I give you the dildo, and say, “Suck this, baby girl. It will help.”

You moan and take the head into your mouth, tongue playing across it. I get up, and say, “One more thing.” and tighten your collar another loop.

“That’s pretty tight, Daddy” you say.

“Which is exactly what you need, kitten.” I reply. “Let me know if it becomes a problem, but for now…” I reach for your pussy, and slide three fingers in, which makes your squirm and almost rave. “… I think we’re fine. Now where were we?”

I rain down a series of hard spanks and you drink them in like love. I grab the paddle, and rub it (soft side down) along your spine, from your head to your ass. Then I place the leather side against your red cheeks, to show you where I’m going to land, then I swat you. The sound and the impact make you jump, and a deep red mark stands out. I place another on the opposite cheek, then I rub your pussy, while you literally cry out.

You’re getting to that point beyond words. I collect a palm full of your free flowing cum, and I put it to your lips. “Roll onto your side, and suck, baby” You hungrily, ferally, lick, and suck my fingers clean. You even bite once, which brings four hard swats on your ass.

I roll you back onto your tummy, and grab the crop, which I place deep in your ass crack. “Do you need something to suck, baby?”

“mmmm hhmmm” you moan, “I need your cock, Daddy. I need to suck your cock (gasp) and lick your balls, and your ass.”

I pull out the crop and give you three horizontal (window blinds) stripes on your ass, and then I immediately sink my fingers into your pussy, pull them out and slide them (with a gentleness that soothes you) into your ass, one by one. You are stock still, except for the contractions of your pussy and ass, and your breathing. You try to move your hand to your pussy, but I slap it with the crop and pull out of your ass entirely.

“What’s this?” I demand. “After everything I’ve done, you want to come with your fingers?” There is a sternness in my voice that quails you.

“I’m sorry, Daddy, I just want to come, it’s so good. I’m sorry, Daddy.”

“I know you want to come, honey” I’m so loving and kind. I bring my face to yours and kiss you gently, “You’re doing so well. I am so proud of you.” With those words, I undo your collar. I could tell it was uncomfortable. I throw you on your back, pick you up and move you where I want to, and wrap your scarf around your throat. I tighten the noose, watching carefully. “You like that.”

Your eyes close, and you’re yearning for that place. That place of danger, of too far… the place you think I can’t take you. Bullshit. I give a yank, and you open your eyes, scared and almost wild, “Yes, Daddy, that’s nice.”

I pull your hair hard, and in the moment of surrender, bit your neck and suck hard. I don’t care about marks, and neither do you. You buck and almost come. I stop, cup your chin, with my thumb in your mouth. You’re wild. You would be out of control, if not for your Daddy, who surprises you still.

“Suck my cock, and swallow all my cum.”

You let out a long trailing moan as you feel your new velvet choker (literally). “Yes, Daddy. With pleasure. I do whatever my Daddy tells me to.”

There is an unspoken issue though, but I am aware, “Yes, baby girl, you will get fucked. I’m not done with you yet. Be a good girl and worship your Daddy’s cock.”

I play with the ends of the scarf as you hungrily take me all the way into your mouth, your hand cupping my balls. You mouth licks, and drools all over my cock and balls, and your fingers keep sneaking into my ass crack, but never to my ass. “Do you want to play with your Daddy’s ass, little girl?”

“Yes, Daddy, but not in a dominant way, I just want to…”

“shhhh. I know, honey. Go ahead, pleasure me with your tongue and fingers.”

You make a yummy noise, and for a second, I see domme Catalina, but tightening the scarf brings back the girl who needs so much more still. Your tongue plays along my balls and perineum, and dives deep into my ass. A roar of pure lust and delightful abandon reaches my ears, and you stroke my cock, slick with your saliva. You slide a finger in and moan as my ass takes it in all the way. You fuck my ass and suck my cock as I watch your pretty mouth move up and down on my cock.

“Good girl.” I say, and tighten the scarf. You make a noise and suck harder. You want to fainting feeling. You want to fall, and you want to feel that faintness while I’m coming. I know you. I know you. “You love sucking that cock, don’t you, my dirty girl?”

“Yes, Daddy, please cum for me, I want you cum. Show me I’m good. Show me I’ve pleased you.” Your fingers pumping in and out of my ass, in time with your mouth, and I pull hard hard hard on the scarf. I’m close, you know it, and want what I want.

“Every drop, baby. Swallow every drop.”

A desperate, “mmmhmmm.” is all you can say. The scarf is tight, you’re hearing the ocean in your ears, and feeling light, my ass squeezes once, twice, and then fill your throat with hot, salty cum, and you swallow as much as you can , but your gasping for breath and cumming as well. I release the tension a little and you lick up every drop that spilled, and take your finger from my ass.

You sit back and say, “Wow!”

I sit up and say, “Wow nothing, you’re not done yet.”

I push you on your stomach and plunge my fingers into your ass, pumping hard. You’re instantly yanked back into subspace, back into your crazy hot body. You would suck anyone’s cock now, anyone who fucked you would make you cum. But, you are mine.

“Can you taste me?”

You just moan. I’m stroking my cock back to life, and as soon as I’m hard again, I get behind you, grab the scarf again, and the dildo, and tell you, “Ok, honey. You’ve done such a good job. I’m so proud of you.”

Since you’re in subspace, those words are like a cool breeze, and you feel tears. You’re so raw and on edge that if I were to walk out, you would fall apart. I’ve got you. I always have you. I always have, and I always will. I rub your bottom lovingly, and place the dildo against your poor, neglected pussy. Then I drive it home. You scream, and press against it, taking every millimeter. I tell you, “Fuck yourself while I fuck your ass…. and you don’t stop until Daddy says. You need this, angel.” Rubbing my cock along your pussy I get wet and slide it into your hungry ass. I feel the dildo fucking you, and I feel your fingers touch and rub my balls as I fuck you.

I grab the scarf and lasso your neck and pull. The leverage brings you there immediately. You are gone. Bucking wildly and crying out. I fuck you so hard, and pull that scarf so tight you’ll have rope burn the next morning. The scarfs criss cross over your back, and I ride you like a horse. Pulling tighter and tighter until you go rigid, then slump.

I immediately release the scarf and grab your hips and pound you harder than you’ve ever been fucked. You almost, almost pass out. You do actually for a moment go limp, but I keep fucking and you jolt back to consciousness with a ferocity as you awaken to your orgasm. Your body goes completely tense, but I keep fucking you. I slap your ass and fuck you while your face turns purple (you’re holding your breath now) and you shatter. When I say shatter, I mean shatter. You’re instantly a throbbing, squeezing, pulsing, sobbing thrashing, incoherent pile of catharsis. I pull you close and hold you while you sob into my chest. I’m rubbing your hair, and your bottom, and telling you how much I love you, and you quiet eventually. Then you just lie against me, your fingers tracing my nipples and rubbing my back.

When you can speak, you kiss me tenderly, and say, “Thank you. Thank you. You always know what I need.” and then… “Wow.”

I love you, little girl. Daddy needs to take care of you tonight. Tomorrow I’m all yours.

(Yes, we had a great night that night, if you were wondering!)

Tags: Anal, BDSM, Breath Play, D/s, Love Letters, Spanking, Submission //