Peeping Tom01:45 Feb 27 2008
Times Read: 515
Soft skin glowing in the moonlight, pale and ethereal she looks. Getting closer peeking in her window as slowly she lovingly rubs sweet smelling lotion over silky smooth legs. Smiling dreamily with a far off look in her eyes she raises her lovely rose colored night gown. I watch with baited breath as it slides up and over her firm round breasts. My breath hitches in my throat at this lovely sight. Dropping the night gown to the floor she oh so teasingly pours a small amount of lotion in her hand and rubs them together. Smiling dreamily she proceeds to glide them over her smooth flat belly and up to cup her rounded breasts in sexy manicured hands. Her fingers glide over her perky dusky nipples making them turgid and hard. I inch closer to the window my breath almost fogging it up in my haste. Standing she turns from the window like I’m a phantom that matters not. Her thong making her round buttocks stand out even more. She slips two fingers in the side and lowers them bending so those perfect sweet mounds of her ass cheeks glow in the soft bedroom lighting. Kicking the thong to the corner of the room to land on top of the night gown she sits on the end of the bed and spreads her legs wide. With a wicked grin toward the window she slowly starts to stroke her wet glistening mound. Panicking I wonder if she knows I’m here staring, salivating, watching her movements night after night dreaming of her. No she can’t see me. It’s dark, and I hide well. I continue watching transfixed as her fingers dip and slide in her wet snatch. Delving deep in that hidden treasure I’d dreamed about for so long. Her mouth forms an O as she hits that sweet spot I’m dying to know. Reaching up she grabs her sexy perky breasts and pinches the nipple till even from my vantage I can see it turn bright red from the strength of her fingers. She almost rises off the bed as she climaxes hard. I can see her cum wet and sticky dripping down her thigh, making me moan with desire. She lays relaxed and serene for a moment a picture of sweet angelic repose accept for the sticky trail of her luscious juices lingering on her inner thigh. Standing she brings her two fingers to her mouth and slides them home sucking the remains of there plundering. By now I can hardly dare to breathe as my temperature rises with every seductive move this enchantress makes. Looking toward the window she actually winks even though a minute ago I was positive she could not see me or know I’m there. Smiling she turns and heads toward the bathroom her bottom bouncing with every sultry step she takes. Slowly I turn and head back to my own home, dreaming of our next secret rendezvous, and hoping someday for a taste of the treasure behind the window….
Peeking through the window in his usual vintage point he waits for his Angel to appear. His pants already bulge with the fantasy of her going through his head. There last encounter when she actually winked toward him like she knew he was there. Tense and expectant yet she comes not through her bedroom door. Where can she be? The car is here as he always checked that first. Turning to look toward the front of the house, and face to face he finds himself with the object of his lust filled thoughts, and secret voyeuristic rendezvous. Stammering I try to come up with excuses and hide my bulge at the same time.
Shhhh… she whispers putting her finger over her luscious lips and shushing me effectively.
She is more gorgeous up close then through the window. She’s wearing a red corset with black piping up the side. Her full perky breast barely constrained. She takes my hand and tugs me after her. I follow blindly along by a puppy concentration on her warm hand pulling me along. She pulls me into that secret domain of her bedroom that I’ve dreamed about for so long. Looking out the window I can see why she always knew I was there. It’s clear as day out there every bush outlined in sharp relieve. It must be a one way mirror window. I blush deeply crimson at the though of the last month spent out there thinking how hidden I was as she knew all along of my depravities.
You want these? She says cupping her corset under her breasts.
Stammering I try once again to give her an explanation but a sharp stinging pain in my back stops me. She raises the flogger I had missed seeing her pick up.
I’ll ask you once more boy, do you want these?
Understanding dawns in my thick brain.
Yes Mistress, I reply more confident in my role as it became clear that she knew about me and my passions all along.
That’s better boy, on your knees. She commanded
I fall to my knees before her lowering my head to touch her gorgeous black high heeled boots. She pushes the boot closer to my mouth and happily I begin to lick and suck every inch of that glossy foot ware. Sitting down on the bed she stretches her foot out toward me. Looking into her eyes no words are needed. Unzipping the side of the boots I carefully pull them off her sexy feet and sat them aside next to each other. Still on my knee’s I turn back and examined those feet I’d dreamed about for so long. Long sexy legs ended in small perfectly shaped feet. A small mole on the top of her foot added character. Her neatly manicured toes were painted with a fresh coat of bright red nail polish. I’d dreamed about polishing those nails and painting them myself, now I could fulfill some of my fantasy. Looking up and sensing no condemnation in her eye’s I slowly lifted one foot and started sucking in kissing every inch working my way from the heel up to caress the mole with quick swirls of my tongue to finally taking each and every toe in my mouth and sucking all around them. Not able to believe this was really happening my heart was in overdrive as I waited to wake up. I swift slap with the crop across my back made me realize it wasn’t a dream as the quick sharp pain lingered in a pleasant way. Grabbing his hair the Goddess yanked it back painfully.
Did you enjoy your taking what I didn’t give you permission to take these last few weeks? She growled at me.
I swallowed hard trying to figure out the best answer. Afraid if it was the wrong one she’d ban me from her presence forever, and never let me watch her again. Now I’d had a taste of her just watching would never be enough for me.
Please Mistress I beg forgiveness for this poor slave for daring to look at your glorious personage without your permission.
Sweltering I waited to be booted from her house or to be beat for my presumption in even daring to talk to her. Instead she let go my hair and caressed my face with one lovely hand.
Very good slave, I was right. I’ve waited a long time for a pet such as you. You’d do anything I ask wouldn’t you? She waited expectantly for my answer.
Yes Mistress, I replied quickly.
Prove it slave, she said.
Reaching under her bed she removed the same vibe I’d seen her use on herself on numerous occasions outside her window.
Fuck your ass slave. She commanded.
Dumbfounded I took the vibrator and stood. Not willing to take a chance of loosing this Goddess I’d loved from afar and dreamed about for so long, I stripped and kicked my clothes aside. She just looked on dispassionately neither approving nor disproving of my naked state. Getting to my hands and knee’s facing away from her I proceeded to stick the vibrator in my tight ass hole. It had never felt anything like that before, and the pain was unbearable is I forced the huge head of the vibrator into my tight ass sheath. Pushing past the pain kept reaching behind myself and shoving till with a pop the head slipped in my ass hole. Biting my tongue to keep from screaming at the agony, but her soft touch stopping my wrist from moving further dispelled any lingering pain. Pulling the vibe out Mistress petted my sore ass.
Good boy, she told me. You may dress again.
Disappointed and afraid I’d done something wrong I quickly dressed afraid of looking at her. Not wanting her to see the tears in my eyes if she rejected me.
Getting up she reached into her closet and took down a small square box.
I’ve been watching you, even as you watched me. I haven’t met anyone that has lived up to my standard as a pet, but I think you might do. So my sweet pet, will you accept my collar, and she reached into the box to pull out a heavy metal collar with the words my pet on it.
Falling to my knees before her, my heart shone in my eye’s as I said Yes Ma’am I’d be honored.
Placing the collar on my neck, it clicked as she slid the lock home. Reaching into the box she took out a black lead and snapped it to the o ring on the collar tugging she led me back through her house which I still didn’t notice my heart was racing so hard. At the door she unsnapped the lead and gently pushed me out.
Tomorrow night same time my pet, bring me another pet to play with and maybe we will forgot the month of free shows you got. You are mine now and you better not touch yourself or play with yourself at all anymore. We will work out arrangements later. She said shutting the door in my face.
I stood there flabbergasted, and yet ecstatic. Slowly I walked home the feel of the cold metal on my neck all at once foreign yet very soothing, and the pain of my erection almost a comfort. Dreaming of tomorrow night and another date with my Mistress…
COMMENTS
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DeadAir
02:34 Feb 28 2008
My Lady,
Your erotic writing makes my blood warm with desire!
Bites and Kisses,
The DayWalker