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Blogs > justpervin29 > A dorky shy pervert's mind

Languishing Love of Leather Part I  

justpervin29 50M
266 posts
12/24/2014 9:08 pm
Languishing Love of Leather Part I

She wanted
to torment and tease
while he was on the phone.
He had already
been on the phone
for far too long.
She waited until he was facing her
she lifted up her shirt
exposing
her leopard print bra
and how well she filled it.
She started to fondle
and squeeze
her breasts
trying to entice him
off the phone.
He gave
a crooked smile
and puckered his lips
lick a kiss
before he continued to pace
as he listened to
whomever
was on the other end
of the call.
Undaunted,
she would not stop
and continued with the tease.
She removed her shirt completely
and stepped out of her pants.
She went into the bedroom
and grabbed a pair
of black three inch heels.
She slide her feet
into the heels
and positioned herself
by the back
of the couch.
As he paced his way
towards her
she turned around
and slowly bent over
the back

The stern look
upon his face
told her
she may have
take it
just a bit too far.
I pointed towards the floor
and mouthed
the words
kneel.
He came
to stand in front of her
as he cradled the phone
between his ear
and shoulder.
He was so close
she could feel her own breath
against him.
He was right there.
She felt herself
craving to taste him.
To extend her tongue
and trace the outline
of him through his slacks.
To rip open his pants
and just feast upon
the cock
she craves endlessly.
She didnt dare
tilt her head up towards him
so so tilted just her eyes.
She watch his hands
unbuckle his brown leather belt.
She could have sworn
it made ad serpents hiss
as he pulled it out
from the belt loops.
He took half a step back
and leaned down
to lift her chin
so she was looking at him.
He put the phone down
on speaker for a moment.
She could hear one guy
droning on and on
about this and that
and stuff about his work
that she just didn’t understand
or even care to know.
He gestured
opening his mouth.
The intensity
in his eyes
silently told her
this was not a request.
She opened her mouth
and watched him palm
the golden buckle in his left hand.
With that same hand
he cradled the back of her head
as if he was going to
make her gag
upon his shaft.
He slid the thin leather belt
into her mouth
and buckled it behind her head.
She was thankful
that the belt was only
an inch and a quarter thick.
He motioned for her
to remove her clothes.
She quickly complied
and knelt back down
on the floor.
She watched him
pick up the phone
take it off speaker
and leave the room.
She knelt there
alone in the room,
naked,
gagged by his belt
as he paced elsewhere
and went about his call.
Every time she breathed
she could smell
and taste the rawhide.
Seconds kneeling there,
made to wait,
every second felt like minutes
every minute like hours.
She couldn’t stop herself
from thinking
what he might do
when he finally got off the phone.
Would he take her up
on her tease
of bending her over
and claiming her.
Would he discipline her
for being the naughty girl
she had been.
Each moment
brought new thoughts to mind.
Each new thought
was enhanced by memories
of previous disciplines.
The more she was left to wait
the more she wanted him.
Her body
was betraying her.
The waiting
was excruciatingly exciting.
He paced
in and out of the room
as the call continued.
The leather
bridled in her mouth
made words
into noises
and moans.
She watched him
return the phone
to the handset.
He walked over
and loomed over her.
His eyes piercing down
like a volley of arrows.
She wanted to make it better
to beg for forgiveness
to take him
into her mouth
to turn the disappointment
into pleasure.
He stood before her
slowly unbuttoned,
unzipped,
and stepped out of
his pants.
She could smell
his scent
and wanted to
extend her tongue
and taste him,
yet all she could taste
was the leather
of his belt
bridled in her mouth.
His semi hard form
so close,
right there
before her open mouth
yet blocked
by the leather.
The tone of his voice
was like a shot
of bad liquor.
Part frustration
Two parts disappointment
with a twist
of passive aggressive guilting.
It was such a bitter drink
for her to swallow.
He leaned forward
and loosened the belt.
It fell from her mouth
and down to form
a necklace.
He used his finger
to lift her chin
to force her
to look at him.
He slid a finger
down her neck
and slowly started
buckling the belt.
Keeping his finger
between her neck
and the slowly closing belt.
His finger kept the buckle
from pinching her skin
as the belt
settled into
the custom sized notch.
He wrapped the end of the belt
around his hand
to secure his hold
of her new leash.
He pulled her face
flush against his pants
till it felt like
the outline of his desire
was being stamped
to her cheek.
“Naughty cumsluts like you
need to learn patience.
This is what you want.
Isn’t it?!”
Her words of agreement
went muffled
against his pants.
He let the leash
go slack
and she rested back
upon her heels.
She sat there silently
looking up at him.
Wanting so badly to say something
to tell him
she did it because
she wants to please him.
To apologize
for taking it to far
at the wrong time.
To reach out
touch him
take him into her mouth.
Do please him
as was her original intent.
Yet she just knelt
quietly.
Obediently.
He just watched her.
No words
just two lovers
watching each other.
Finally
he reached down
and caressed her cheek.
“Good.
You are learning.
Now stand up.”
He held onto the leash
and started proceeding
down the hall.
She followed on the leash.
They arrive
at the foot of the bed.
He loosens the belt
and let it hang
like a necklace once again.
Grabbing a silk scarf
he wrapped it around her
blindfolding her
and then brought the belt up
and secured the scarf
with the belt.
So the scarf
and the belt
removed her ability to see.
“Now,
your will relearn
how wonderful leather is
and what happens
when you misbehave.

Wanted to post at least part of one of the stories by Christmas. Am working on a blindfold story as well and hopefully will have something more this weekend Merry Christmas everyone hope you enjoy this part I
Smile - you never know who may need one
justpervin29 - comments are most welcomed.
anjaan58 62M
1347 posts
12/24/2014 11:18 pm

 Awesome ..gripping ....very well written ...


justpervin29 replies on 12/25/2014 12:53 pm:
Thank you for stopping by and leaving a comment, am glad you enjoyed.

sweetweakness 69F  
2 posts
12/25/2014 3:39 pm

 Very well written, gripping with intensity and the unknown if her behavior will be positive or negative...look forward to reading more of your work.


justpervin29 replies on 12/26/2014 7:36 am:
am glad you liked am hoping it sets the stage for a more intense part 2 bit out of my wheel house but its fun to push one's own creative envelope

lovetokissplease 64F  
511 posts
12/25/2014 6:47 pm

 Wow I felt like I was there peering in from a window! Very descriptive! Can't wait to read next segment....Good job jp...keep writing.


justpervin29 replies on 12/25/2014 7:07 pm:
Thank you lovetokiss Always so sweet and supportive and sexy while you do it - always a pleasure when you stop by thank you.

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