Front Position

It’s been a rushed day. We have plans with friends, and we’re just barely going to be on time, and we still have to pick up flowers for our friend. It’s her birthday.

On our way out the door, the house phone rings. You chuff a bit in annoyance, but I slip past you to answer. Only a few friends and family members have that number, and it may be an emergency.

You wait by the door, not-so-subtly reminding me of our ever-narrowing timeline.

I’m enjoying the look of frustration on your face, especially since it’s Elisa, the birthday girl, and she’s calling to push back our date time, and she’s misplaced her phone.

You don’t know that, though. I see you getting restless, upset as I chatter away.

I have pushed you to this point, and I know it, but I don’t like the attitude that is screaming from your body language. I need to nip that right in the bud.

I look directly at you until you notice. I hold your gaze until you realize what I want. Your head nods imperceptibly, and the tension visibly leaves your shoulders. I smile, and mouth, “Good boy,” as I talk.

It&rsquo;s been a rushed day. We have plans with friends, and we&rsquo;re just barely going to be on time, and we still have to pick up flowers for our friend. It&rsquo;s her birthday.<br />
On our way out the door, the house phone rings. You chuff a bit in annoyance, but I slip past you to answer. Only a few friends and family members have that number, and it may be an emergency.<br />
You wait by the door, not-so-subtly reminding me of our ever-narrowing timeline.<br />
I&rsquo;m enjoying the look of frustration on your face, especially since it&rsquo;s Elisa, the birthday girl, and she&rsquo;s calling to push back our date time, and she&rsquo;s misplaced her phone.<br />
You don&rsquo;t know that, though. I see you getting restless, upset as I chatter away.<br />
I have pushed you to this point, and I know it, but I don&rsquo;t like the attitude that is screaming from your body language. I need to nip that right in the bud.<br />
I look directly at you until you notice. I hold your gaze until you realize what I want. Your head nods imperceptibly, and the tension visibly leaves your shoulders. I smile, and mouth, &ldquo;Good boy,&rdquo; as I talk.<br />
My free hand slides down the front of my little black dress, caressing the soft tummy you love so much, smoothing over my hip, until it reaches the hem.<br />
I play with the hem of my dress for a few moments, before slowly lifting it up, centimeter by centimeter.<br />
Your eyes are riveted, following my hand. As the hem climbs up past the juncture of my thighs, I see your eyes light up at the virginal white panties I&rsquo;m wearing. My special treat for you.<br />
You take a step forward, without even thinking, and lick your lips.<br />
I finish my conversation and hang up the phone. Smiling, I motion for you to take Front Position.<br />
As you settle yourself to your knees at my feet, I gather your face into me. I know we have another hour before we have to leave, and you are beyond caring.<br />
I think this will be a very good night&hellip;<br />
- MsNN

My free hand slides down the front of my little black dress, caressing the soft tummy you love so much, smoothing over my hip, until it reaches the hem.

I play with the hem of my dress for a few moments, before slowly lifting it up, centimeter by centimeter.

Your eyes are riveted, following my hand. As the hem climbs up past the juncture of my thighs, I see your eyes light up at the virginal white panties I’m wearing. My special treat for you.

You take a step forward, without even thinking, and lick your lips.

I finish my conversation and hang up the phone. Smiling, I motion for you to take Front Position.

As you settle yourself to your knees at my feet, I gather your face into me. I know we have another hour before we have to leave, and you are beyond caring.

I think this will be a very good night…

– MsNN

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Road Trip

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Driving long distance used to be so dull.

Not much to do but read, play games on my phone, or fall asleep.

Until I discovered the joys of teasing you.

Constantly.

In public and private.

Then, it was only a matter of time.

I wear clothing I can get around while speeding down the highway at 80mph. I dip my fingers into my hot, wet sex and describe how badly I want your face buried between my legs, while you try to concentrate on driving.

“Can you smell my need for you?”

“Yes, my Queen.”

“Is my cock stirring?”

“Oh, yes, my Queen.”

“Mmmm. Do you want a taste?”

“Please, my Queen.”

I slide my fingers along my lips, gently slipping them in, rocking my hips against my hand as my breath quickens.

I’m splayed in my seat, leaning back, as I bring myself to orgasm, moaning softly then crying out, coating my fingers with my pleasure.

I sit up and lean over. I wipe my scent on your face, covering your mouth and chin before I push my fingers between your eager lips.

– MsNN

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Good Boy

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Mmmm. I love when you bury your face between my legs, burrowing in deep to pleasure me.

I love when your need is so strong, so physical, that you lift me off the sheets in your enthusiasm.

I love my body draped over and around yours as your mouth covers me, explores me, suckles at me. As your tongue delves into me and pulls my juices from deep inside me.

I love dangling from your strong hands and arms as I shake and shudder and cry out.

I love when you lay me down gently on the bed, and crawl up to lay your head on my breast and rest  with me as my quivers subside.

I love running my fingers through your hair as I fall down into slumber, and whisper, “Good boy.”

– MsNN

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Because She Loves It

Some may look at this and see a woman kneeling in submission before a man. He holds her hair to better control her movements, and to push her onto his cock over and over when the time is right.<br />
A different story plays out in my head.<br />
I see her sitting comfortably while he has to stand. I see his legs shaking with pleasure, spread to allow her more comfortable access.<br />
I see him lovingly holding her hair back out of her face, as he&rsquo;s been trained to do, so she can focus on her enjoyment of her cock.<br />
I see her teasing her cock, toying with it. Reveling in her power to make him respond, to need. I see her licking along each side, savoring the scent and taste of the man she has claimed as her own, feeling him twitch and hearing him gasp as she reaches his sensitive head.<br />
I see her doing this for as long as she wants. Teasing and playing. Because she loves it.<br />
I see her dropping his cock when she&rsquo;s through, casually getting up off the floor, and asking what he&rsquo;s making for dinner.<br />
This is the life I love. This is how I see the world.<br />
- MsNN

Some may look at this and see a woman kneeling in submission before a man. He holds her hair to better control her movements, and to push her onto his cock over and over when the time is right.

A different story plays out in my head.

I see her sitting comfortably while he has to stand. I see his legs shaking with pleasure, spread to allow her more comfortable access.

I see him lovingly holding her hair back out of her face, as he’s been trained to do, so she can focus on her enjoyment of her cock.

I see her teasing her cock, toying with it. Reveling in her power to make him respond, to need. I see her licking along each side, savoring the scent and taste of the man she has claimed as her own, feeling him twitch and hearing him gasp as she reaches his sensitive head.

I see her doing this for as long as she wants. Teasing and playing. Because she loves it.

I see her dropping his cock when she’s through, casually getting up off the floor, and asking what he’s making for dinner.

This is the life I love. This is how I see the world.

– MsNN

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You Watch

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On your knees, looking up at the fetish dream standing before you. All you see is an expanse of pale skin and shiny black latex.

I turn this way and that, admiring the outfit that you bought and helped me into.

I don’t acknowledge you as I preen in front of the mirror, but I know you are right there behind me, attending, waiting on your knees for the night’s activities to begin.

I twist and bend, loving how the latex stretches around and binds my body. I feel myself with my slick hands, marveling at how my sense of touch is so changed with these gloves on.

I rub my hands along each arm, down my belly, over my thighs. I slide them across my ass cheeks, lifting and separating them, putting on a show for you.

And you watch.

And your cock gets hard.

And you have to restrain yourself from touching.

Kissing.

Licking.

And then I turn to you, a mischievous smile and a twinkle in my eyes…

– MsNN

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Precious Pet

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He let out a deep breath. It was over. He still hadn’t cum.

She’d held him, his back to her, for over an hour. Whispered in his ear, stroked his cock, keeping it rock-hard and just on the edge of cumming.

He’s still slick with pre-cum, and he can feel the slight chill of it drying as she holds him, pets him, tells him how precious a pet he is.

He can’t think of anything he’d rather feel.

– MsNN

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Date Night

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It’s date night.

Before we go out, you shower, of course. Straight from the shower, you come to me, pushing your face eagerly between my legs to pleasure me with your expert mouth and hands.

I squirt for you, crying out in pleasure and release.

I rub my hot, sweet wetness into your face and hair. Your powerful male scent was washed away by your shower and is replaced with my deeply feminine scent.

You’re marked for the evening as surely as if you wore my collar and leash in public. And every man and woman we meet tonight, will know you are claimed. Know you are mine, without knowing why they know.

Exerpt from Because I Said So, a collection of writings exploring the themes of female dominance, male submission, cuckoldry, and more.

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Wiggle For Me

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“That’s it. Wiggle for me like the little slut you are.”

“Yes, I’m your slut.”

“Mmmm. I know that. Tell me I own you.”

“You own me. You own all of me.”

“Do you want to cum? Does this sweet little cock need to cum for me?”

“Yes. So much.”

“How badly do you need to cum for me?”

*moans* “So bad. It aches.”

“You love that ache, don’t you? You need that ache.”

“Oh god yes, I love that ache.”

“Well, I think we can go a few more days.
But don’t stop wiggling. I’m not done with you, yet.”

– MsNN

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Anatomy of a Seduction – My White Night

One thing I hear over and over from people on both sides of the slash is that they are challenged to be creative with their scenes, that they have no idea what to do.

So, I realized that maybe some examples from my life and the lives of others could be a fun way to get a feel for some creative ways to cook up some pleasure for you and your mate(s).

I originally wrote about My White Night here.

This seduction didn’t take as much planning as some, but it was a process.

You see, my boy loves white. I don’t presume to know all of his reasons, but it’s a thing for him. And this isn’t the first time I’ve used white as part of an overall plan, so don’t be afraid to recycle ideas with a new twist each time.

You see, I’m always on the lookout for things to add a bit of flair to our lives, sexually, or otherwise. On a weekend apart, a girlfriend and I took a three-hour road trip to a huge antiques show (in Liberty, NC) and spent five hours combing the booths for finds.

Strangely, it wasn’t until the last aisle that my plan began to come together. In a lovely booth with vintage textiles and accessories, I found a lovely white cotton nighty with a bit of lace at the neck and hem. Pure white, no stains, and I knew it had to be mine for $18.

Vintage White Nighty

My mind started racing.

I wasn’t sure when we’d see each other next, or if the energy would be right, but I knew that at some point, I’d make it all come together.

Turns out, I didn’t have long to wait. Just four more days. Wednesday evening.

I began planning it out.

On Tuesday, I sent this text message:

When you come down to me tomorrow, you will bring a sense of wonder with you. You will prepare to explore my body and make love to me like it is the first time. Not just our first time, but as a virgin. You will also bring something white as a token of your affection. You may choose what you bring, but make it meaningful. When you arrive, there will be additional instructions waiting for you on the front door.

Also on Tuesday, I chose 25 black and white images that created the feeling I wanted, of purity, passion and romance. Couples making love, wearing white, cuddling. I stored them on my phone for use the day of.

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On Tuesday evening, I had a coffee munch to attend. I wanted him to remain focused on me, so I gave him an assignment:

Every half hour, send me a text. It should be about me and the color white. It may be anything you choose, as long as it has those two elements.

This is what I got while I was at my coffee (along with photos):

I was thinking about how stunningly beautiful you were when I walked into the hotel last. Your white thighs drove me insane. I adore your pale white skin.

Your sexy white tight dress you wore for me was so hot and really turned me on.

I want to be your white knight forever.

Your white ass sliding up and down that bbc. His contrasting hands squeezing your white ass. I watch in adoration. (Regarding a cuckolding scene we did.)

Of course, I gave him positive reinforcement with every message, letting him know how good he was being and how happy he was making me.

Before I went to bed, I told him I wanted him to get gas before work or on lunch, so he would not delay getting to me after work by even a moment.
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