My head snaps to Christy as I hear the words..”Belongs to..”
I had been teased to that edge for a long time… the strain had pushed me dangerously close to a total derpavation point. Yet now to hear the freedom to release though welcomed… those words were a forge for my will.
I had to last as long as I could…that was my resolve… but in this state… my body seemed likely to betray me.
There was only one way to fight this… to call on a side buried for months in its neatly contained corner of my soul. Although restained… placed into the position of compliance… it had to rise in the contrary of the elemnts of submission. Ursus had to to step forward for me to last. Ursus the dom persona… which embraced control of himself and could easlily slip into the recesses of the mind to control the bodies reactions and suceptability to stimuli.
And I find him… far too easily,… contained too long he swells up and taking his place…. and my eyes lock to Christy stnding with Blue' and another. Blue reads that stare… her legs nearly buckling with the recognition there, something more pwaerful and determined than she has experieinced. Christy glances to me… holding my stare,… yet I sense cracks there in her persona as she recognizes something deeper has risen. Yes this is a test of wills.
Then Brandy steps from the group.
And a well layed plan vaporizes immediately. Control and the respect of boundaries l are attributes of a Dom. We impose limites on ourselves compartmentalize ourselves to live a normal day to day life. As a friend my boundaries are narrow here. It's instinctual… the Dom vaporizes as eaily as it formed. I am left to my own.
Her words play too well,… images and fantasies she coxes in my mind…. the feel of her,… her fragrence,… touch,.. I find myself already failing. Its only her whisper that pulls me back and I grapple for anything to counter, groaning loud… I want that release but fight it… until my mind latches to something revulsive… crystal clear in my mind
Banana Slugs… as she expertly works me.. I run that over and over… slimy, grotesque… banana slugs…even then I am losing it.
My body aches in pleasure…. arms tighten… muscles cording hard straining agianst the binds. a loud moan sliding from me… she has pierced too deeply into desires and needs. I am beguiled…. riding on the swarming cyclone of fantasies and relaity at play on me.
As her finger presses in, her mouth working on me I am there,….as much as I hate to… that want to release…. pressing on me. I feel her lips slip off me …. a pause aa I hang there in the balance….. and I glance down to her gorgeous form there still grasping my thickness. Her eyes hazed somewhat as she looks at me…
“Bear…. love you “, she slurs… swaying a bit.
Recognizing her alochol has finally caught up to her, her attention distracted as she wavers there, still at play on me. I find the break I need…. I laugh.
Hard
“Brandy you love everyone… that's just how you are girl. ” the tone of my voice sliding into consoling agreement.
She grins ,.. nodding …wobbles a bit… swooning more and more and I nod to JD and Lover to intervene before she topples over and take her away .
A deep sigh filling me, a bullet dodged by the slimest of margins
… turned partly into him with a “snog” … (repeating so a certain Brit can understand)
