A Feedee’s Story of Dominance
The sun was beginning to set as I stepped out of the taxi and onto the curb in front of the address Marcus had sent me. His instructions had been clear: meet him at this address, at this time. I knew what was coming. I had been fantasizing about this moment ever since Marcus and I had first discussed it. I looked up at the building’s facade, shrouded in darkness. I could feel my heart racing as I started walking towards the entrance.
When I stepped inside, I was met with a dimly lit hallway and a set of stairs leading up. I followed the directions Marcus had sent me, my feet echoing off the walls as I made my way up to the top floor. I stopped in front of the door, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel the anticipation radiating off of me. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and knocked.
My eyes flew open as I heard the door open and Marcus stood in the doorway. He was dressed in a sleek black suit, the fabric clinging to his muscular body. His gaze met mine and I felt a wave of desire course through my veins. He stepped aside, motioning for me to enter. As I stepped over the threshold, I could feel my heart beating even faster.
This was it.
The room was simple yet inviting, with a bed in the corner and a few pieces of furniture arranged neatly around it. On the bed was a large circle of fabric, made of thick black and red velvet. Marcus stepped closer to me, his eyes never breaking away from mine. Without a word, he gestured for me to lie down on the circle. I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I followed his silent instruction.
Once I was settled, Marcus stepped closer. His eyes were still fixed on me as he knelt down beside the bed. I could feel my stomach clenching with anticipation as his hands moved up my body, finally resting on my hips. His touch sent a shiver of pleasure down my spine and I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation.
Marcus leaned in closer, his breath hot against my skin. His lips brushed against my neck, sending waves of pleasure cascading through my body. His hands started to move in slow, deliberate circles around my waist. His touch was gentle yet firm, his fingers tracing invisible patterns on my body.
With each caress, I could feel my body responding, my desire growing stronger. I could feel my hidden desires beginning to rise to the surface, my body begging for more. Marcus must have sensed this as his movements began to grow more aggressive, his fingers digging into my flesh.
I gasped as I felt his teeth nip against my skin. His lips were hot against my neck, his tongue lapping at the exposed flesh. His hands moved lower, sliding down my stomach and finally coming to rest on my hips. His grip was firm yet gentle as his fingers darted over my body, exploring my curves. I could feel my body trembling with pleasure as his touch found its way to my innermost desires.
Suddenly, I felt his hands start to move lower. His fingers found their way between my legs, gently pushing apart my legs as he explored my most intimate area. I gasped in pleasure as his fingers teased my sensitive skin, his touch both soft and demanding. His mouth never left my neck, his tongue working its way around my collarbone as his fingers continued to explore me.
I felt my desire beginning to build, my body quivering in pleasure. Marcus seemed to sense this as he began to move faster, pushing his fingers deeper inside me. I moaned in pleasure as his movements grew more and more forceful, the sensations overwhelming me. Finally, I felt the familiar wave of pleasure overtake me and I cried out in ecstasy.
My body was still trembling as Marcus pulled away, a satisfied smile on his lips. He stood up and stepped back, his eyes still glued to mine. I could feel my body still buzzing with pleasure and I smiled back at Marcus, grateful for the pleasure he had just given me.
He stepped closer and offered his hand, leading me out of the room. Together, we descended the stairs, my hand in his. My body still tingled with pleasure and I felt a newfound appreciation for Marcus’ ability to bring out the best in me.
We stepped out into the night, the stars twinkling above us. I smiled to myself as I felt Marcus’ arm wrap around my waist, his strength surrounding me. I allowed myself to fall into him, safe in the knowledge that now, and always, he would be there for me.
