Smoke and Dreams

For Master

I keep waking up
With thoughts of you
circling my head.
You like to appear
In the moment between
Sleep and consciousness,
Whispering sexy nothings
That have me clenching and moaning,
Gasping in need to be filled by you.

I slide my hand down my stomach,
Wishing it was your hand dipping between my folds,
Finding me wet and ready to serve you.
You’d chuckle but then feed me praise,
Such a good girl to have made a dripping mess already.
I feast on these morsels,
Pleasure exploding with each greedy bite.

My head falls back as two fingers enter me,
Stroking the flames of lust
you set fire to in my dreams.
I try to grasp the embers to see what you burned,
What kindling you used to ignite my body,
But the smoke only gives me glimpses
As it writhes and coils around me.

The hazy smoke shows you dragging me down a hall
And pushing me down where I belong,
On my knees, like the slave you made me.
Desire clouding your eyes as you fist your cock
Before thrusting it into my waiting mouth.
The smoke twists and you’ve bent me over a bed,
Fingering my wet needy pussy
As you remind me
You. Are. Mine.
Each word punctuated with pounding fingers.
Another twist and your voice commands
Cum for me
As my body becomes the smoke
And you enter me, filling me with merciless strokes
As I come undone under you.

A final twist of the smoke reveals
You fucking me hard
Using my pussy as your cock sleeve,
A toy to be used for your enjoyment.
The pleasure on my face a mirror to how I currently feel
As I beg to be allowed to find release
from the pleasure you press into me
with each thrust of your hard cock
into my needy cunt.
Your hands dig into my hips
You have to wait, my pet,
Until I fill you with my seed.
A grin blooms on your face as I moan,
Frustration and pleasure fighting for dominance in my tone.

The smoke clears as my hand stills,
An unseen force keeping me from bringing myself
Over the edge without your permission,
My hips bucking at the loss of sensation
As my body and mind cry out for you,
Craving your control
And the power you have over me
Awake and in dreams
And the space between.