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Subject: {ASSM} RP: Anne's Fantasy: Possession (M/f D/s)
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ANNE'S FANTASY: POSSESSION


	I am lying on my side, sleeping. The sheets and
comforter are twisted between my legs, and my naked body is
lying uncovered. I awake to a finger trailing down my spine and
smile to myself. I lie there, motionless, feeling the soft
caress tracing the muscles in my back, gently sloping against
the back of my neck, fingering my hair.

	I recognize the touch of my insomniac master, and I lie
still in the moonlight spilling in the windows, completely owned
by his desire to touch his favorite possession. His hands slide
upwards, running his hands through my hair and feeling the silky
strands slipping through his fingers. He pushes it aside, baring
my neck, and he traces a finger down the side, gently following
the curve where it joins my shoulder and down my arm to my
wrists.

	My skin is tingling madly from these light touches, but
I remain still. He continues to toy with me, caressing me. His
hand moves back to my shoulder and smoothes my side down to my
hip. I feel his breathing increasing, and I know he is becoming
aroused, admiring the curve of my waist into my ass.

	His hand slips between my thighs, and I stifle a moan.
My vagina begins to tremble, but he s stroking my inner thighs
now and working his way down. His hands encircle my ankles
possessively, clasping them tightly just for a moment, and my
heart skips a beat, to be in bondage via my master s own hands
is the most truly intimate of all intimacies.

	He is even more aroused now (thank goodness -- I don t
know how much more of this I can bear myself!) and his movements
become firmer and even decidedly more possessive. His entire
hand now massages the back of my legs, sliding upwards until he
reaches my ass. He cups my ass with both hands, holding each
cheek and kneading it. I feel his breath almost growling against
my back, and my own heartbeat seems to be fluttering in my
throat.

	He is very close behind me. I feel his leg hooking over
mine, and I feel his hard cock behind me against my hip. He
touches my shoulder, lying on my side, and firmly, quickly,
pulls me onto my back, using his leg to turn me as well. He
holds my shoulders and runs his hands down to my wrists, and he
pulls my wrists over my head and holds them there firmly,
looking at me, dead serious, wordless. He removes his hands, and
I know my wrists must remain there of their own will.

	His gaze drifts to my breasts, and I begin breathing
harder, awaiting the sweet torture of his exquisite caresses on
my sensitive areas. He looks at my legs and again slides his
hands down my body, not wanting to abandon an opportunity to
touch his possession, until he clasps my wrists firmly in his
grip and positions my legs apart, spread. Again, I remain still
as his hands release my ankles.

	He turns his attention back to my breasts, and I can
feel how stiff and sensitive my nipples have become. Feeling his
warm breath on my nipples sends chills down my spine, and I
stifle an urge to squirm. I feel his tongue a second before it
touches my taut tits, and I moan low, gasping at how its
delicious softness takes my breath away.

	I feel his mouth curving into a smile at my reaction,
and I swell with pride, knowing he is pleased. His lips surround
my nipple, nibbling and sucking on it, oblivious (or perhaps
encouraged by) my subtle writhings. It takes all of my will
power not to clamp my legs together and bring my arms down to
press his head firmly against my breast.

	He is gently biting my breast now, ignoring the nipple,
but instead playing with the firm pillows of my tit. He holds my
breasts in his hands like apples, squeezing and massaging them,
loving how they move, pressing them together then pulling them
apart. He runs his tongue in the alley between them, then bathes
them with his tongue, and I am now squirming madly and panting.
Eventually he favors his attention on my nipples again, and he
traces circles with his tongue over my throbbing aureoles.

	His hand slips between my legs, fingering my bare pussy
lips. He strokes my vulva, warming it with the palm of his hand,
and he cups my pussy with his hand, holding it for awhile. This
thrills me to no end, to lie still with my master holding my
pussy in his hand, possessing me.

	But he has far more nefarious designs for my body right
now, and his fingers quickly find my clit, caressing it with
familiar soft touches. I moan aloud, and his fingers continue
their relentless pursuit of pleasure. He is stroking my vaginal
lips, coaxing them to open under his fingertips, keeping a
steady thumb circling my clit.

	I feel his breath on my spread thighs, and I tense,
knowing any second his sweet mouth will be sucking on my clit.
He breathes for a bit, slipping his fingers slightly in my
pussy. The heat of arousal is making me more frantic, pushing my
hips forward unobtrusively, trying to push his fingers deeper.

	I feel his lips kissing inside my thigh, just below my
pussy, and it s an open, sucking kiss which catches all of my
nerve endings and twists them in a swirling spin of exotic
sensations that chills me to the bone. I gasp and moan, feeling
his tongue snaking up my thigh to my pussy. His pointed tongue
outlines my cunt lips and brushes against my clit, which swells
and pleads for more. He continues his slow appreciation of my
genitals, licking my pussy and sucking on my clit until I am
panting and moaning with abandon.

	His fingers are inside my pussy, touching everything,
enjoying the feel of his skin against the wet velvet of my
walls. I feel his other hand sliding under my ass, holding me by
one cheek. His finger slips inside my anus, causing me to lurch
and squirm at how nasty and delicious it feels, to be possessed
in my ass.

	He quickly shifts position, holding my pussy with his
hand, opening my lips and sliding his hard, thick cock inside my
cunt in a smooth, slow movement which makes me grit my teeth and
cry out in pleasure. He is thrusting slowly, fully savoring each
stroke of his shaft inside my tight, wet cunt. He wraps an arm
around me, holding me under the small of my back, so that he can
pull me close and pull me back as he thrusts.

	My hands, which previously had been clenched over my
head, now fall to caress the back of his neck as he glides his
cock in and out of me. He begins to kiss me, slow and gentle
kisses at first, then a firmer kiss, possessing my mouth with
his tongue. His hand is toying with my clit, and his cock is
catching the underside of my clit as he thrusts, and ahhh, it is
ecstasy.

	I am moaning and squirming, begging for him to fuck me
harder, and he smiles at me, loving how his possession responds
to its owner. His fingers increase the pressure on my clit, and
his other hand under my back pulls me tighter. He is breathing
harder, and we buck madly against each other for a minute and
come explosively.

	He is stroking me now, his cock still inside me. He
smoothes my hair, running his hands over my arms and my breasts,
soothingly. I lie still, catching my breath, and I caress his
shoulders, his neck, pulling my face up to kiss his lips. He
wraps his arms around me, knotting his legs around mine, and
presses me against him this way until he falls asleep.

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