With My Song
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.-The Fugees, Killing Me Softly
You are in for a new sensation, Miss.
An entirely new feeling and I just get excited thinking about it. You see I happen to be unbelievably good at giving massages. Having worked at a Day Spa in college, I tended to get to know the therapists rather well, and my attention to detail as I received hundreds of free massages for all the little favors I did for them is going to pay dividends for me when I have your delicate little naked body in my grasp with some oil.
I am going to torment you.
I am going to drive you insane in anticipation as I drop you right into the mental state of “almost asleep”.
I am going to kill you softly.
I am going to strum your pain with my fingers.
Where you drool, onto the sheets, as you fight the internal desire to stay awake but your physiology is breaking you down and it is just a matter of time before you succumb into the mental state I need you to be in.
Take off all your clothes, lay there with a towel draping you, and try your best to maintain awareness.
I have all the time in the world.
Shiatsu and Swedish blended with as much deep tissue as you can withstand for 60 minutes, maybe more. Oil, never lotion, with a warm bucket of water and towels to clean my hands when I enter you.
You have no idea how much I enjoy toying with you, Kitten.
Massaging your breasts in the first ten minutes all to make you wet and have to wait for an eternity for what I know you want most – to be filled.
Inner thighs, lips, and clitoris treated as if any other body part, driving you mad wishing I’d just fuck you already, but no, I still have 30 more minutes in my mind.
I still need to climb up over you and do your back, Kitty Cat. And those sexy legs need some love too. And did I get your ass cheeks yet? What about your head, neck, and shoulders?
Next I am deep fingering your ass and pussy with freshly clean hands to keep the oil outside of you, and I know this is when you are absolutely wrecked. This is when I make you completely lost in space.
A vibrating toy on your clit as my fingers play with your holes and I witness you cum those multiple orgasms I so desperately need to take from you.
And so I bring you back down. I let you rest as I tend to the rest of you. I allow you to believe I am done with you, so post-orgasm, you can lay there and enjoy the soft pushes across your back.
I am going to cover your eyes with towel to let the darkness take hold even more.
When I hear your breathing change, I am going to climb on the bed and I am going to wait, for another five minutes as I softly run my firm hands down your feminine body in rhythmic fashion.
You will believe I am just getting leverage.
I will know otherwise, since I have been naked the whole time. You will have felt me brush against you for the past hour and you will have come to ignore it by now. My hardness will have become just a part of the process by now.
But then, just as you begin to settle into a sound sleep, I will awaken you, with a completely different kind of massage.
I will enter your slick wetness in one thrust and deep into your and massage your insides with my hard cock. You will awaken in the best surreal ecstasy you will ever know.
You aching will have been sustained and you will finally have me inside you, fucking you slow, then harder, and then faster, until we cum together in bliss.
I’ll leave my seed inside you as you lay face down and I go soft inside you until you seep my sin for you.
Tick tock, Kitten.
Mischief's Muse 