A Connection

I simply cant think of anything good to say more than "lovely and congratulations"
I hope you two get to have more fun together :)

I suddenly feel very much like taking a trip...

Outstanding thread Oz. My congratulations to you and our mysterious narrator for such a wonderfully erotic encounter. As an Emerald City guard once said: "The Great and Powerful Oz has got matters well in hand" - seems he was right.

hmmmmmmmmm......

What a wonder....

-speechless-!!!!!

*throb* I'm so glad I signed on here! I've only experienced anything remotely similar once, and it was the most powerful experience I've ever had. Reading posts like yours help me understand WHY I reacted the way I did.

And the dom prospective makes me hopeful that perhaps he too was affected by the intensity I felt.

Please keep sharing; its invaluable to at least this newbie!

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Originally Posted by thelorax

And the dom prospective makes me hopeful that perhaps he too was affected by the intensity I felt.

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nice for us Doms to read the sub perspective too *smiles*

Amazing Oz, thank you for the glimpse of a fairy tale come true.

I'm working on my perspective of the scene/play. It bogs down... a few words, gotta go relieve my... tension. Reread it and change her from third person past tense to first person present tense... it sounds so much more personal... but makes for more tension to relieve.

First person is so... real. Too much of a reminder. So back to third person... just so I can try to finish it... more lumber to whittle down.

I'm working on it. Patience.

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I know... as one vulture said to another... "To hell with patience, I'm gonna go kill me something."

But what about your avid readers, and the tension they are experiencing in waiting, not to mention the tension they are not experiencing in waiting.

cariad

Awaiting hearing your thoughts Oz.

Um, wow. Wow.

You're both wonderful writers. She did a great job of describing a feeling that is happily familiar to me. :)

Absolutely sublime Oz and thanks to the mystery lady. These are moments that define who and what we are.

I'm lost in a surreal world after reading it. Very powerful.

I've read this thread I don't know how many times - it's addictive. I, too, am waiting to hear from you, Oz.

Me too, can't deny the throbbing pleasure incited by this...

Mmmm....that's gotta be just about every subbies favorite fantasy. *pants*

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Originally Posted by pixie_dust

Mmmm....that's gotta be just about every subbies favorite fantasy. *pants*

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Am I your fantasy? :rolleyes:

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Originally Posted by Oz

I could give a dozen reasons, the serendipity of the meeting, a connection, but it comes down to chemistry. You felt it and I saw it in you, but make no mistake, I felt it too... and having felt it before, I know better than to let it slip away.

So I change my plans and the next morning I call you. Explain that there's an opportunity to act on your feelings, on mine. It's a hard decision for you. We just met. Haven't even corresponded outside of a brief "hello," "how are you," and "wouldn't it be nice to have lunch." Yet here I am making you go further, take a risk, all on the brief impressions of a mere 4 hours.

"You know you want to... So you have a decision to make. Think about it carefully, call me with your decision."

I have done the hard part for me... deciding to not wait, to push you now, to make you come to grips with your immediate needs and forget about what's logical.

Five minutes, ten, I don't know exactly. I just remember I was surprised it had taken so little time... but I already knew the answer. Like a jury bringing in a verdict within an hour. I knew the answer was "Yes, I'll meet you again."

You tell me where you will be, where to meet you. I know that will result in a repeat of yesterday. I want more. You need more.

"No, you come here. Pick me up at my hotel."

But I know that we won't leave, and that it must be here... where there is a room to go to.

The time is set. A few short hours. There won't be a lot of time. You have commitments and no time in which to resolve them. So what do I wish to accomplish. To give you your glimpse into submission beyond what you've experienced certainly. Something intense? Or a little taste of everything you told me yesterday. And of course, if I want to fully enthrall you to me... it must be a buffet table of all the naughty tidbits you crave.. So I lay out what little equipment I have with me. (There's not a lot of extra room on a motorcycle.) Some to show you, some to use on you. And then I go downstairs to wait.

I wait for you outside on an entryway bench. I distract myself with a paper and suddenly I see you walking up. You are all that I remember and more. I stand and look down into your eyes. You look scared, but I see it’s not me who scares you. So I sit you down on the bench. You are a bit unsteady as you sit beside me. My hand takes yours... and I watched you literally steel your resolve. That is all it takes, just the one moment of contact and yesterday takes up right where we left off.

"Do you want to come up?"

No pleasantries, no small talk. And no doubt in my mind that it was a rhetorical question. I stand and lead you inside even as you oh so softly voice your answer. Yet I want you to hear yourself acquiesce. So I ask again even as we enter the hotel.

"Do you want to come up to my room?"

and this time there is strength in your answer.

"Yes."

The foyer, elevator, the hallway. Each a hurdle. People all around watching the handsome/gorgeous couple stride through their midst. They naturally part as we invade their space as I lead you to my lair. The prey is caught and I am about to savor the reward.

The room is ready. The door closes. I know you won't turn back but I let you know the opportunity remains. I see your resolve is fixed and firm. And now I must unbalance you so that you can see your path.

"Take off your clothes!"

It is always unsettling to be told to strip away your clothes and expose yourself for the first time. You stand and lift your blouse over your head. Your eyes avert as you unsnap the fastenings of your bra but I see you looking to see if I am watching... to see my reaction. You stand for a moment expecting...? a reaction from me? but I tell you to finish.

"The pants."

If I would have called you earlier in the morning I would have told you to wear a skirt but the meeting was in essence impromptu. Still, as you lower them over your hips I smile as you reveal you are naked underneath. I am pleased with your foresight, your desire to please me. I am more than pleased with your body.

I take your arm and lead you to kneel on the floor.

"This is position #1. You use it to meditate, to revel in your submission, to find balance in your life."

My voice firm yet softly spoken into your ear as I kneel over you from behind. Your body trembles as my hands roam up and down your flanks and my torso pushes against your back.

"This is position #2." I have you rise on your knees; lift your hands to clasp behind your neck. It is so your master can inspect you.”

I fondle your nipples, big, dark, turgid, set perfectly on your breasts. Easily handled, tweaked. Responsive nipples. I weigh your tits in my hand; squeeze them to elicit a gasping response. Then harder. My thumbs and fingers take your nipples and I test your threshold for pain. Softly at first but an ever tightening of my grip. I hear your breath rush in as you take the squeezing pressure and more. I can suddenly smell you even more strongly as your pussy must be gushing. So of course I check and of course you are extremely wet. I slide a finger in easily, fondle your lips, encase your entire pussy in my hand. Inward again I stroke and find the spongy flesh of your g-spot. I stroke it and agitate the tender flesh until I feel it engorging. You audibly gasp, breath becoming ragged and your body sways as you try to maintain the position.

"Cum"

It is the first of what will be many.

I put you on your chest and knees, ass high in the air. You remember the conversation and your hands reach beneath and between your legs to grasp your ankles.

"This is position #3. It too is a position for inspection... also for punishment... also so you can properly service your master."

My hand delves deeply into you and I force you to cum again... and again... and yet again. Once again I stroke your g-spot, tapping it with my fingertip over and over as if pummeling you with a cockhead. Again you cum. I circle your cervix with my finger and press the center and ease it into the entrance of your womb... I feel you both evade and accept the intrusion and then return to your g-spot and force another orgasm from your pussy.

Perhaps you are ready to relax and luxuriate in what has been achieved but I make you get back on your knees.

"Take off my clothes."

First my shirt though I help you a bit so you may remain kneeling as I stand before you. Shoes, socks... my pants. Then my shorts as you reveal for the first time my engorging cock. You look at it looming in front of your face. I wrap both my hands into your hair, your hands drop into your lap and you open your mouth.

I could describe it all but could never do it justice. Suffice to say there isn’t enough time. Your body, your laugh, your submission. All so heady and inspiring. A taste of my hand, a taste of the flogger. I remember leading you off the floor onto the bed by your hair. Rolling you onto your back, head over the edge of the bed so I could guide my cock down your throat. Your acceptance, your enthusiasm to experience your submission, submitting to my will… all so stimulating to my senses. I sample more of your body. The feel of your legs wrapping around me. The heat of your sex. The feel as your body vibrates in orgasmic frenzy… And then the blissful laugh as your mind returns.

I send you to the shower. We wash. A pleasure I particularly enjoy though we don’t have the time to languish under the spray. You begin to return to yourself… sending your submissive self to the background. I lean in, whisper in your ear.

“Cum for me.”

Your eyes snap to mine in surprise. Your legs falter. I grasp you under your arms and take all your weight into my arms. You surrender and cum for me, by the power of my voice alone. It is too much for me to resist and I assault your senses again. Push you against the bathroom door. Put your arms over your head as if you were suspended from the sill. First face to face as I drive you back into submission. Then I turn you and press myself into your ass… just to tease you before you leave… so you leave wanting more. The last thing you feel is my cock pressing between the lips of your sex.

We dress and I escort you back to your car. Your demeanor is different now. Your stance somehow more confident. I am only sorry that it is already over. We merely tasted the edges. You say you made a snippy comment but I think it was sub-vocalized, (no pun intended but… heh heh) for I didn’t hear it… but should we meet again, what better excuse to teach you how to count out a punishment.

Will we?

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Sorry I made you wait.

Mmmmm. Nothing else to say, just mmmmm.

OMG Oz.... not sure i can say anything else....

*speechless* panting softly ...

Thanks so much for sharing the "Dom" perspective of your story. It's so nice to see things from "the other side" as a subbie. :)

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Am I your fantasy?

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Hmmmmm

All I can say is that I sincerely wish that I could write with such elegance, and such detail. You both are very talented writers, as I see the scene unfolding in my head as I read. You both seem fortunate to have had such a wonderful experience together.

Nice

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Originally Posted by Ozme52

Sorry I made you wait.

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:) No you aren't, but you saying it made me smile.

Oh yes, quite addictive...if you're into that sort of thing. :blurp_ani

Thank you so much for sharing, Mr. Oz.

:wave:

-whimpers-

I waaaant that!

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Originally Posted by wingsofanangel

-whimpers-

I waaaant that!

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I make house calls. :)

haha.. I don't think your motorcycle will ever bring you to me.. I am quite far across the great ol nation for you. :(

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Originally Posted by wingsofanangel

haha.. I don't think your motorcycle will ever bring you to me.. I am quite far across the great ol nation for you. :(

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Actually, I have a road trip planned for next spring/summer that will hit the four corners of the lower 48 and selected places along the way. The details aren't planned yet... weg... would you like to be a selected place? :cool:

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Originally Posted by Ozme52

Actually, I have a road trip planned for next spring/summer that will hit the four corners of the lower 48 and selected places along the way. The details aren't planned yet... weg... would you like to be a selected place? :cool:

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Would like to put in my request...

G*##@^! m&%#%!@*^ h$**!!! Every time I read this thread, it provokes my envy. *Sigh* Life would be so much simpler if I were frigid...

everytime I read this thread I feel happy :)

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Originally Posted by Logic1

everytime I read this thread I feel happy :)

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LOL Maybe because (unlike me), you're actually gettin' some? :hubba:

Wow........

I am finding it very hard to express what I want to say after reading this...so many thoughts and feelings...

Those were fantastic, Oz. Thank you so much for sharing.

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Originally Posted by princess_of_pain

LOL Maybe because (unlike me), you're actually gettin' some? :hubba:

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unless you count online fun well I am in the same boat as you..
it still brings a smile to my face though ;)
I am one of those people that enjoys other peoples happiness alot.

*sighs* rereading this thread.... just amazing....

Thank you for sharing!

*just sighs and smiles*

Oh, wow. Wow. Just wow!

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Originally Posted by Ozme52

Actually, I have a road trip planned for next spring/summer that will hit the four corners of the lower 48 and selected places along the way. The details aren't planned yet... weg... would you like to be a selected place? :cool:

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Is Seattle on the itinerary again? :)