People Watching
Hey, you, walking down the street, looking so cool in your black vest, showing off your huge muscles, shining with sweat; won't you come towards me, grab me by the neck and push me against the wall? Won't you gruffly whisper commands in my ear, promising punishments if they aren't carried out? Won't you lift up my skirt, pull down my panties and roughly enter me without any prelude, only to exit moments later, leaving your juices running down my leg as you walk away, never to see me again?
Hey, girlie, looking so cute in your new pink top and mini-skirt to match. Won't you lift up your skirt for me to show the welts your master gave you a few hours ago? You know what I'm on about, don't deny it. Yesterday you misbehaved and went out to a club without permission, didn't you? You got too close to the lads and had to admit to your master this morning that you let one of them touch you. And then you paid the price, didn't you? Twenty swift licks from the cane. That's why you stand while your friends sit to eat lunch.
Hey, boy, sitting there so quiet. I can see the bulge under your jeans. I can see the far away look in your eye. You're replaying the events of last week in your head, aren't you? You remember the anger you felt when you found out your girl has been sleeping with your friend for the past month, don't you? How you found them together in his bed when you went round for help with an assignment. How now you wish they had locked the door to save you from seeing that sight! That sight which turned you on so much, you were filled with lust for her and couldn't help but drag her naked body away from him, take her back to your dorm room, claim her once again as your own.
Hey, lady, watching me with devil's eyes, wearing black knee high boots and a low cut top. What's that, a collar round your neck? Fancy yourself as a dominatrix, do you? Come over here and dominate me, then. I dare you. Take my wrists, force them behind my back and have your way with me. Slap me until I do as you command. Strip me naked, if that's your will. Or, if you prefer, I'll sink to my knees and lift your skirt, part my lips and suck at your clit. That's what you really want, isn't it?
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3 comments:
Oooh - I like this entry. I find myself people-watching with a new eye these days, too, wondering if *that* perfectly normal-looking housewife over there - does she swing? Does she like it rough? What are her proclivities? It adds a whole new, fun layer to an already fun thing to do.
Greeaatt, a new game to play while shopping.
I find myself doing this on the train. Very well done.
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