DenialKneeling down on my knees with legs slightly apart, my hands are cuffed behind my back. A Blindfold covers my eyes and tape upon my mouth. I cant recall how long I have been this way. But I'm waiting for you. I can here you speaking on the phone all the while my panties are becoming wet just waiting here for you to return. Oh how I love the sound your voice. The sound is like a smooth cognac wrapping me in warmth and love. Filling my soft mound with a hot sweet nectar for you to taste.
You return to me now. I know you are there. I could hear your footsteps walking down the hallway and the opening/closing of the door. Why do you deny me my love of your sweet voice in my ears. Grabbing my hair you hank my head back. I know that you are only inches from me. If not for the tape I could kiss you. Taste the JD on your tongue as ours dance for each other==fighting for dominance. but like always you will win. I always allow you to win.
You release my hair tossing my left side onto the floor. Still you say not a word. I can hear the chair being moved from the table as you sit. You are on your blackberry. I'm wounded by your refusal to use me. I dressed in a white lace teddy and six inch heels just for you. My hair hangs down just touching my shoulders. I wore the perfume you love. I have done everything that you asked and yet still you do not speak to me. you will not touch me. I scramble back into position to wait for you.
All is quiet. i can not hear you any longer. My body is beginning to quiver for your touch. Oh please my love why want you just touch me. I will take whatever you are willing to give. I will not complain. I will keep quiet this time. I hear that damn blackberry again. You say Hello, get up and leave the room. Its work again. I'm here alone wishing for a mere touch upon my chin.
misery22 36-40, F 8 Responses 8 Jun 12, 2012