Disclaimer: i hardly ever include the music that is playing in my head as i write some of these stories but for this one i feel compelled to. it's one of those strange songs that you either really like or really don't. turns out we both like the song primarily because, as badly adapted as the movie was, we both enjoyed Queen of the Damned which is where it came from. if you want to get inside what was going on in my brain then you should listen. if not then don't worry the words are still about the smutty imagination Daddy inspires.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It felt like they had been traveling for days. Well they had been traveling for days but this was the last stop on their second honeymoon. she had tried to put this vacation together for Him for years. she finally convinced Him that starting in the blistering cold Antarctic would be easier than trying to get there when they were both exhausted and too tired to even attempt to copulate on the first patch of ice they could reach. she chose this destination specifically because it was reminiscent of their honeymoon accommodations but darker and more suited to their play habits. The walls were all a nice rich mahogany. the curtains were drawn and were a dark win red color and made of a heavy fabric so if they didn't want to see any sun in the mornings they wouldn't have to at all. There were similarly colored curtains surrounding the bed but were much thinner. Well that is on the outside. When she crawled between the curtains the fabric was a dramatic white that seemed to make the oversized bed glow in light that was not really there. she moaned a bit as she felt the bedding caress her tired limbs. He was intrigued by the sound especially as He hadn't been the one to cause it so He decided to check on His wife.
"Did you start without Me again," He asked with a smirk on His face.
"of course not Daddy," she replied while pulling Him closer to her. "as long as You are within sight i have no need to start anything You can't finish." she kissed Him quickly and released her grip on Him as He lay on His side and waited for her to cuddle up to Him. she did what she knew was expected of her and nuzzled her head against His chest. He let out a similar moan as His frame started to adjust to the plush bedding. At least that's what they believed at the time. Something would happen in a few days that would convince them that their final destination had more secrets floating around it than they could have imagined. For now though all either of them could concentrate on was each other. her hands journeyed up His chest and settled around His neck. His mind said get the toys but His body felt like her hands were all over His body. He looked down to make sure but they were still firmly wrapped around His neck and she was licking His neck gently. her leg moved to cover His and He let His hand trail down her body until it was firmly clutching her thigh. her foot tucked itself between His legs and rubbed His calves while her mouth explored His neck and chest. They both let out contented sighs as He pulled away from her. He saw a nice entertainment system when they entered the room and He wanted to hear some music while He ravaged her today. He found the cd she made a few years ago. The music was dark and eerie but it resonated with something deep and powerful within her. He placed it in the stereo system and moved back through the curtains she had been holding open for Him.
As the music began to play, they tumbled with each other under the heavy covers. Neither of them recalled taking off their clothes but soon they were naked and pressed against one another. He was kissing her with a hunger neither had felt in a while. The exhaustion from the trip seemed to be falling off of them. her nipples were like little diamonds and were cutting into His skin. He wasn't used to being on the receiving end of the pain so it made Him chuckle a bit. He thought He heard her say "i'm glad You are happy Daddy" but she was panting beneath Him. His hands spread her legs and two of His fingers pressed into her pussy while His thumb massaged her clit. He heard an old 2pac song click into a Lisa Fischer ballad. her hands traveled along the length of the arm that was making her wet, urging Him deeper inside of her. When He took over for her own insistent hand, her fingers worked their way back up her body. One set came to rest on her right breast, tweaking her nipples and tugging on them while He watched from His position above her. The other set toyed with her neck and shoulder, applying pressure when it felt right to do so and casually lingering at other moments. An instrumental Santana tracked replaced Lisa and a few tracks from Prince's jazz cd came on after that. By now she had begun stroking Him into the most pleasant erection He had in a while. her mouth left His chest and kissed down His taut stomach, passed His belly button and settled briefly where His long legs met His hips. she crawled between His legs or tried to but she had been kissing Him with her head facing His feet so He yanked her on top of Him. His fingers pressed back into her very wet pussy while another arm pinned her to Him. her mouth toyed around His hips for a while until she heard Prince moan. she let her mouth sink down over His dick slowly. He joined Prince in the moaning for a while. Prince's instrumental version of "God" came on then and her mouth became one possessed. she was covering the length of Him with her tongue each time her head moved up and down. It was so soft at times it was like she wasn't touching Him and then at others it felt like she was trying to detach His dick from His body and leave it in her mouth like an all day sucker. Either way He was enjoying the benefit of the her oral fixation very much at the moment. He released into her mouth as the first song from the Queen of the Damned soundtrack began to play. she lapped it all up greedily as "Forsaken" filled the room.
It seemed as if the room had been waiting for something bizarre to start playing. As the lyrics got darker, their bed seemed to illuminate inside the curtains. The hands He had been vaguely aware of before felt like they were massaging His back now. They trailed down His body and gripped His thighs long enough for Him to think they were just His wife's hands. He knew where her hands were. It was a bit of sensation overload for Him but it would be worse for her the moment He flipped her over. her body fell into the sheets and the hands that had been exploring her husband were much more insistent with her pliable flesh. His head moved between her legs and His mouth clamped down around her clit. His fingers kept assaulting her pussy and she was on the verge of orgasm. He released her button long enough to tell her to she had permission to cum. The hands pressed into her lower back and she wanted to ask Him if He had felt them but her orgasm overtook her and she lost all conscious thought for a few moments. When her senses returned, He was climbing on top of her and "Redeemer" was coursing through the speakers. He grabbed her thighs as He inched inside of her. she moaned to the point it sounded like she was growling and her hands snaked under His arms to grab His back. her nails dug into His back as He dug further inside her walls. "System" started radiating from the stereo and both of them felt like their bodies were on fire. He fucked her slowly, trying to extinguish the heat but it only made things worse. she felt like a pool of molten lava around His dick. He wanted to stay in that warm place as long as He could but His conscious mind told Him they would eventually have to leave their confinement of their curtained off bed. He heard her voice again, telling Him they could stay there as long as He wanted. He whispered okay baby back to her and she looked confused but just took it as a cue that He had something else in store for her that she hadn't caught on to yet.
The room flooded with the last song on the cd, His brain thought He'd have to get up and change the cd soon. "Change" was the one song they both remembered as being rather sexually charged from the movie. she loved it because it made her feel like fingers were tapping her skin and moving directly into her pleasure receptors. she wasn't sure why He enjoyed it but His body always responded to her in a delightful way. His left hand pinned hers together above her head. The singer was almost whispering the line that always made her pussy jump.
I took you home Set you on the glass I pulled off your wings Then I laughed
she wasn't sure why that verse made her so hyper but it always did. This time He was the beneficiary of her highly suggestive body. her pussy clenched around Him and released as the drums pounded away in the background. His right hand pressed down on her thigh as He invaded her pussy more aggressively. The chords drifted away and He thought about changing the music but the song started playing again. He didn't question it long because her tongue was flitting out of her mouth reaching for Him. He kissed her again and as He did it felt like they were sinking into the bed. Each of them felt enveloped by the nice soft mattress and sheets but it only seemed to make them both more energetic. she bit into His bottom lip and He moaned as His dick slammed into her pussy and paused. His dick throbbed inside of her and she wanted to feel Him explode inside of her. she bucked up into Him and He chuckled a nice throaty laugh as she did it again and flipped Him over onto His back. The bed released them and seemed to sigh as the lovers did. He released her hands and sat up to suckle her nipples as she rocked back onto His dick. The song ratcheted up in intensity again and made her body feel like liquid. she wrapped her hands around the back of His head and pulled His mouth closer to her chest. He felt a familiar pressure grab at His dick and watched her as she began trembling and her movements got a little more focused. she pushed Him away from her nipple which He let got reluctantly, holding it in His teeth until she cried out in pain and His head hit the pillow. her hands planted on His chest and she raised her ass up slowly and repeatedly a few inches before repeating the procedure. His breathing caught and got gruff and she felt His dick begin to throb inside of her. The end of the song was beginning and their orgasms fell in step with it. she let go first and her pussy fluttered around His dick until she felt the contractions stop and she collapsed on His chest. His arms hugged her to Him as He raised them both up a bit and brought her down onto His dick until it had stopped pulsing and had deposited a nice sticky stream of His nut inside of her.
I've watched you change. Now you feel Alive You Feel Alive I've watched you change It's like you never Had wings ahhh ahh ahhh
The final words came washing over them and they both sighed peacefully. They figured they should get up and get something to eat. Room service ended at nine according to the girl at the reception desk. They came up at six thirty and the cd wasn't that long so they both knew they had time. Except the clock was inching towards ten when they came from between the curtain. They both looked at one another and shook their heads. Maybe the clock had been set incorrectly because they couldn't have been in bed for three hours without them realizing it. He called the front desk to ask if it was too late to have something brought up to them.
The young woman responded very politely, "Sir room service has closed for the night but considering the circumstances we can bring up something if you would like."
"What circumstances?"
She laughed but did not respond to His question. He ordered and the food came up surprisingly quickly. They ate and giggled with one another forgetting about the strange conversation with the front desk or why the time seemed to fly by in that bed.
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Name::red velvet From::Pleasure, Pain, United States
Yes i really AM a Black woman. i am a masochistic submissive who will perpetually find herself in service to a sadistic Dom. He makes all of this make sense. Because of the experiences i've had, i'm quite positive that when and if i marry it will be to someone that is my Dom/Daddy/Master whatever you want to call it. That may not be anytime soon but 24/7 is what i'm looking for in the future.