Sometimes I just need to fuck you

that's how our morning started

with a text
telling me that sometimes he just needs to fuck me

fits right in to what I was writing about the other day
about communication

and asking for sex.

we spent some time texting

spinning the fantasy

today

today he had me
imagining us
on a quiet Saturday morning

bringing him a cup of coffee
and the belt
and sucking his cock
until he was ready to
beat me with the belt

Oh
my God

the image of it

him in a big arm chair
casually sipping his coffee
as I suck away
looking up at him
nipples clamped
cunt leaking

gazing adoringly
up at my man

knowing that he'll take that belt
and turn me into a puddle
any moment

and then the phone rang
and he took me