What Turns You On?

I think all men - even us locked bitches - have intense fantasies; a very internal, visual, animal sex life.  Sometimes its milliseconds long ... you're at a restaurant having lunch with a client and a hot stud/cute boy waiter comes to your table and ... somewhere in your mind, this instant fantasy takes place.  He says "Hi" you reach out to shake his hand, hold it too long; then he follows you into the bathroom and he plows your ass or vice versa fast, hard, bare ... trying not to grunt too loud as you both blow a load.  Then you are back at your table with the client pretending nothing happened.

Other times, we live our kink in our head because we haven't reached the point of being able to express it.

I have tried a lot of stuff ... I'm fucking old for chrissakes!  But my head is still full of sexy nasty fantasies that I explore over and over again ...

For example, I like being TAKEN.  i.e. roughly, gruffly forced into spontaneous sexual activity and then walked away from.

I'm home preparing dinner.  My lover, my Master, comes home - I can see the edginess and know he's had a rough day, or extra horny day.  He comes up to me with an evilly smirk on his face, grabs me by the hair and pulls me in to a fast, hard deep kiss.  He pushes me to my knees, one hand still gripping my hair, the other yanking down his zipper.  His pants are already bulged out.  There's a wet spot on his briefs.

Anxious I pull the underwear out of the way.  His cock jumps toward my face and I swallow it.  But this won't be a leisurely blow job ... he grabs my head with both hands and I instinctively lock my hands together behind my back.  He face fucks me viscously, gagging me.  He does this until the streams of sticky bile coat his cock and my chin.  He turns me around, pushing my face to the floor.  I raise my ass up  Its gonna hurt.  But only for a little while.  He yanks down my pants.  Spits into his hand and shove the spit into my wanting hole.  I moan in ecstasy and the precum starts oozing from my locked cock.

In seconds he's on his knees and he shoves his cock full-length into my bowels.  I squeal in pain and delight.  He grabs my hips and fucks me like a beast.  In no time at all, he growls and grunts, calling me his slut, his bitch, his cum dump and pumps his load into me.  He pushes and shoves until every drop has been released and his breathing comes to normal.

He pulls out, stands up and grabs a hand towel to wipe his cock clean before he stuffs it, still hard, back into his pants.  He throws the towel on the floor next to me.  "When's dinner ready?" he asks as if the 5 minute rape never occurred, "About 20 minutes, Sir.  Thank you, Sir."  "Good.  I'm kinda hungry." as he walks to our bedroom and gets out of his business clothes.

I feel some of his cum slide down my thigh.  I struggle to get up and pull my pants up at the same time.  As I continue getting dinner ready I hear the shower.

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To me, this kind of scene is so friggin hot.  I mean ... that IS what I want ... to give my lover, my Master, every pleasure he wants, to provide for his every need, to be bred by him whenever he so chooses.

What is your fantasy?  What images pervade your mind?