Dreaming of my companion

Dreaming of my companion

Dream One

Great God, the door slammed.  I was simmering lamb and your mercurial mood is rude. Your heels over stone echo into my bones: ting, ting, ting, ting.  Your thrown keys ping. I listen to my heart awaiting your voice to ring in my ears.

You had no smile despite all my guile and your lips red, cold contrasted your fair skin, hard, bold.  You whispered a dig at all male chauvinist pigs while looking slyly at me and saying come here, my hunky man.

I obey you always in your cogent distress as you demanded I remove your dress and massage your big breasts. I do your direction as I smell our dinner upon stove burn.  The burning of which may cause your ire that it is my duty entirely to expire.

You say suck my teats, then toes and feet and lick down back while brown nosing that.  You said come lover lick, flick a bit suck more before scratching my itch. Then you smack my buttocks with glee.  I fall to knees begging you to stop please.  You stand saying is that my dinner burning so I ran as you kick my shin.

Dream Two

Oh companion, your heel dug into my hip. I rush to get your food praying for good mood. You call for cake standing in stocking heels saying feed me pretty while smiling ever so gingerly.  I cut it and served it to you without any words and you say tea's too hot tea tossing it burning my fingers.  I wipe your lips wetting the tip while your breast nipple ring winks in a shiny blink.

I ask you, companion, can I massage you?  You say, well, yes, collect my toys. I run to collect whips, chains, masks, metal clips, ben wa balls, rings, fruit and cream, oh everything. You say, Whip now. I kneel and bow. Flick, your whip away,  Flick, flick I pray.  My bruising legs, buttocks shiver and flick I shudder, shock and flick until you ease and flick I beg you please stop taking out your anger.

You say, Please who? and I say, Please you, while you say, yes my good toy.  Then you say, Now take my whip and insert its tip but if you slip I'll re-kick your hip.

Dream Three

Gently with my fingertips, I slip your whip tip into your flower rubbing your tiny glower. Hmmm arises your growl, hmmm fingers scratch, prowl, hmmm nails do tear and hmmm on back and hair. Yes, you say, just bump my nut just yes, yes, and then, your fist punched me into a bunch.  Give it, you demand.  Lowering pants, I remain doggy style holding whip while adjusting your rear to fit.

Inserting over nine inches from behind as you wince and with spit I convince rear submission to evidence.  Yes, you breath out aah, you then shout, your lower lips burp, drip but I never slip. Spooning, as you say, Go lover.  You orgasm and scream as I hold my joy from you I mean.  You say, Come you dirty toy, come you loving boy but I beg off pretending to, well, cough.

I turn my face and you smack open space throwing away your whip while you insert my raw tip.  You command, You will orgasm or I'll drain you more until your brain falls and balls wither small.

Dream Four

Go, companion, you order me to do.  My open mouth receives your tongue and greed.  You cup your breasts that I lick, gently caress and suck milk from teats pumping with your every beat. You purr softly, loud saying slowly, now feeling my rock inside with a passion you cannot hide.  Falling upon the floor, I continue to bore as you call, more, more pretty boy I implore.

Then I pull out flopping and sprinkling about as you grab me quick while sucking upon my wick.  Lick, you demand and in 69, I remand.  So, I lick your joy released from all these ruses.  You suck me about as I am caught in your mouth bobbing up and down like a puppet clown.  As I am drained, you exhale and shiver while pushing me off slow grabbing my balls so.  You call, squeeze, pull, I'm no fool.  I demand you come not withhold fun. I writhed in agony as you grab and kiss upon it so I go quick.

Dream Five

Oh sweet companion, you command me again, behave.  I obey fast as I breathe, gasp.  I feel panic tighten with your grip. I surrender to lust and your punishment is just. You tightly hold control with rubber bands hold as you wrap your legs around me pulling inwards and down.  I feel like a victim preyed upon by whim pulled into your maw while helpless under your claws.

I cry out again while begging you to end but you just laugh and ride my shaft. Your eyes burn fire so insane with your desire and oblivious to my needs.  So endless is your greed. Aah I call pleading as all my seed depletes but still I pump empty as you hump.  Your silk stockings rub so smoothly against chest glistening with my sweat, I feed your pet.

You unbind me.  I pull free releasing unbound over breasts and mouth.  This magic bliss showers your hair, lips, breasts glowing upon your chest. Spent you lay there panting in air saying, It pleases me for you to get me something sweet lover to eat.

by Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari