EroticReverie

I watch him as he drizzles the dark syrup over my breasts. Streams of dark brown drip over my nipples and starting their ears down my breasts and over my stomach.

It’s not a lot but enough to drip to my torso and I watch as his tongue cleans the trails under each breasts.

My cunt pulses with need as I watch my principal suck a chocolate covered nipple into his mouth. I moan in pleasure as he groans and then moves to the other his mouth and tongue cleaning my tits and he sucks hard on left nipple as he looks up at me and I bite my lip.

“I don’t want to cum” I whine softly.

“But I will…you need to stop” I say breathlessly as I fight off the building need for release.

“You won’t cum. And I won’t stop.” He says with a tone that lets me know if I do that there will be worse punishment for me.

“Your mouth feels so good on me” I moan and he groans and bites hard on my nipple and I yelp and he pulls back and pinches it hard and I wince.

My nipple was already getting sore and I loved it. I loved him making me endure his teeth and firm fingers squeezing my hard pebbles nipple.

“You have such hot tits” he groans and his tongue drags up over my aching nipple and then moves to the other and I sigh with relief as my sore nipple gets reprieve.

But within seconds both of them hurt. His teeth teasing. Biting and pulling at my other and I whimper as I squirm on the counter top.

“Please” I cry.

“Please what?” He murmurs in my skin and sucks my tender nipple into his mouth.

“Please just…just fuck me” I beg with a desperate cry.

“No” he says firmly and I whimper even more at his refusal.

“Please” I beg again and he stands and grabs my chin and jerks it up to look at him. I gasp when his other hand slaps my breast. I writhe on the counter and he slaps it again and I gasp but then moan.

“Shut your little mouth. And take your punishment Fallon” he says and I whimper and nod.

“Yes sir” I say quietly and he looks down at my tits and grabs both in his hands and then slaps both and then grabs them again.

“I’m gonna cum” I cry and he shows me mercy by stopping and backing up as I pant heavily and my head goes back and I push it against the cabinet behind me and whimper as my hips roll and I push my hands down into the counter.

“I need you” I cry pathetically.

“I need you inside of me, please, fuck me, please” I beg and he groans watching me.

“Why are you so horny Fallon?” He asks X taunting me.

“Because of you, I want you, god I want you so bad , please, fill me, let me have it” I plead and he groans and comes back. Reaching over her opens a drawer and pulls out a plastic spatula.

I bite my lip as he brushes it over my erect nipple of my right breast and feel my nipple drag and catch on the slots in the flipping spatula.

I groan and he lifts it then slaps my breast lightly and I will myself to focus. To not cum.

I was in my principals kitchen getting slapped with cooking utensils on my breasts and it was the so hot I wanted to fucking cry.

“Punish me” I hiss.

A hard swat comes from the spatula and stings the flesh of my breast as it makes contact and I bite my lip harder.

“More. Please. More.” I whine.

“Please sir” he directs.

“Please sir” I flinch when he brings the spatula back and I jump slightly when it connects to the same breast and I whimper and can feel pussy soaking his counter top just like he promised it would.

“Say thank you” he says. And I Look at him and thank him as my voice shakes.

I hiss as he smacks the other and rubs the spatula over my erect nipple and stinging flesh.

“Thank you” I say.

Another slap. Another thank you.

Again and again until I have both breasts turned pink all over and nipples hurt and my skin burns and still I want more. Need more of his brand of punishment.

Men had hurt me or used me for most of my life, but this was different and I'd never wanted anything more than I wanted his attention, his reprimands and his punishments.  

"Give me a confession" he says through gritted teeth. He's breathing hard and heavy and I can tell he's holding back, stopping himself from taking me just the way I want him to. 

"I want you to love me." I say, and my mouth pauses at the blunt confession. It was the truth though. 

"Give me another." he says and steps between my legs and I feel my heart hammer hard in my chest as he sets the spatula down and then runs his hands up my thighs. 

"I think you're the only person that has ever cared about me. And...and i'm not sure if you really do...or you just like making me do things for you..." I say and his jaw tightens. 

"I care about you Fallon. Very much. You know this. Don't question it again. Ever." he says and I nod and look down.

"Look at me." he says and I lift my eyes to his. 

"Why do you want me to love you?" he asks and I feel every part of me screaming for him to touch me, to make it all better. 

"I don't know." I say quietly and swallow hard as he brings his hands to my tender breasts. I wince at the pain, the hard squeeze he gives them. 

"Confess Fallon" he says and his hands slide down my stomach and to my hips as he pulls me back to the edge of the counter and then slides his hands up my back. 

My sore nipples brush the fabric of his shirt and I inhale sharply and shiver as his finger tips slip up my spine. 

"I just...nobody else does." I say and try not to cry, because god it was fucking sad to think about. The fact I had nobody that gave a shit about me. 

He waits and I lift my eyes back to him. 

"you watch over me." I say. 

"You know everything about me."  I say and look down again. 

"And, I just...want you to love me...even though im..a mess" I say my voice cracking and he grabs my face gently. 

"I know im not worth loving, but-"

"shh" he hushes me and shakes his head. 

"You've never been a stupid girl Fallon. So don't act like one now." he says and I blink. 

"You're just as worth loving as anyone else is. Mistakes, and things that happened that weren't in your control....aren't reasons to be unloveable." he says and I nod. 

"You're just dangerous to love." he says and I look in his eyes.

"I can't even being to tell you all the ways I've thought about killing the men who hurt you." he says and I feel my mouth part slightly. 

"Loving you could be the end of me." he says and grab his shirt and pull myself to him and kiss him. 

He lets me put my hands all over his chest and then into his hair as I wrap my legs around him and breats pushing against him and then my hands slip back down working on the buttons of his shirt.

"Love me anyways...please" I beg him as I slip off his shirt as I kiss him and he shrugs the shirt off and then he lets me work his pants until they're undone and loose enough for him to slip down and then pushes his briefs along with them. 

"Just love me" I plead again as I take his cock and bring it to my entrance and he pushes into me and I bling to his shoulders as I look down between between us, my nails digging into the back of his shoulders. 

"you're the only one I want inside of me" I tell him and he groans. 

"love me" I beg again.

"please love me" I say pathetically and then look up at him as he thrusts into me slowly. 

"you're mine" he says and brings his mouth to mine. 

The kiss isn't hard or hungry, it's lazy and soft and sweet and his hands lifts from my hips to my hair and he strokes it, sliding it through his fingers as he looks at me and holds me to him as he thrusts into me. 

"You belong to me now Fallon, do you understand?" he asks and I nod agreeing , wanting nothing more than to be his, to be someones, finally. 

"You're mine to kiss" he says and kisses me softly again and I whimper at how incredibly gentle it is, barely a brush of our lips. 

"You're mine to touch" he says and his hands slip down my back and to my ass as he lifts me from the counter and walks through his house and towards his room. 

"you're mine to see naked" 

"You're mine to hold" 

"You're mine to punish"

"You're mine to fuck"

"To make love to" he says finally laying me on his bed and hovering over me and I wrap my legs around him as he starts to thrust into me slowly. 

"You're mine to love" he says and I feel my heart swell and I turn my head to cry but he gently grab my chin and brings my eyes back to his and kisses me softly and the soft slow pumps of his hips are agonizing. 

"tell me you love me" I beg, and I know im so pathetic, so needy and starving to be loved finally. 

"I love you." he says. I pull him into me as I roll my hips into his and he groans quietly. 

"I will take care of you now. You're mine Fallon. Nobody will hurt you ever again, or use you, ever again." he says. 

"Nobody will touch you." he growls slightly. 

"I promise." he says and kisses me again and then fucks me slowly, letting me feel every inch of his cock make a promise to my body that he will save it, he will protect it, and he claims responsibility for it. 

For the first time, I have sex that is more than just two bodies seeking pleasure from one another. For the first time I'm made to feel more than just the baseline pleasure of it. There's a new pleasure, one that surges inside of me with each look of his eyes on me, watching him look at me as if I'm not the bad and dirty girl, as if I was as pure as I was before the men in my life ruined me and turned me into an attention seeking girl with daddy issues. 

For the first time, even though I was still scared, scared of losing whatever this was that was happening, I was happy. For the first time I could remember, I felt safe, like nothing and nobody could touch me ever again. I felt worth more than my body when he held me in his arms after and we laid there just breathing each other in. I felt it for the first time ever when he kissed my forehead and said the words I needed to hear again. 

"I love you" he whispers and I hug him tighter. 

"I love you too." I say quietly. 

And it was the first time I ever felt it. And I was terrified of having to ever let it go.