January 6, 2012

Anticipation II

Posted in Uncategorized at 2:34 am by littlesubmissions

Ah, fuck it…

I’m doing this because of Twin Peaks. If anyone remembers how that series ended, this is my attempt to not be that guy (by which I mean, the guy who cancelled Twin Peaks with a cliffhanger ending). And the guy who made a subsequent movie that didn’t really resolve any of the loose plot threads. But mostly the first guy.

I hate that guy.

“You’re sure?” She pulled the box back, tight against her chest, grinning at his scowl.

“Yes, damnit.” His fingers itched, and he rubbed the tips together, trying to drive away the sensation. “I just want to know what it is.”

He hadn’t had an orgasm for awhile. Waking up hard next to her, flirting grins, hot showers. It was getting on his nerves, and her reminders that it would be easier on him the longer it had been since he had come were met with exasperated sighs.

It had occurred to him that there might not be anything in the box, that it was just her way of getting him to torture himself. That had been enjoyable for awhile, the mind game twisting inside him and making his cock twitch. Then that had gotten old as well.

Now, he just wanted to get the torture over with, to finally find out what was inside.

She handed the box back, grinning, keeping her face calm. Wondering how the next few minutes would play out. The odd sensation of fear and lust when she tried something new, that she wasn’t sure how he would react to. The opening up of herself to the possibility of rejection, and the chance of acceptance, one more thing to bring them together.

He pulled the lid off, took crinkled paper out and piled it carefully beside him. “Hope it’s not another butt plug, I ran out of butthole’s three plugs ago…” He mumbled for his own benefit. Words keeping out thoughts.

He held the black cloth up, a swath of dark material in a plastic bag. “A mask?” He flipped it over, looked at more carefully. “A hood?” He spoke carefully, watching her closely, not sure of the consequences of his words, not wanting to disappoint her or hurt her feelings. “I’m not sure I understand.”

Her voice dropped an octave. “Oh, not just any mask.” She hoped her quicker breathing looked like lust, and not uncertainty. “There’s no holes in it, it will cover your entire head and face. And most importantly…”

She paused, remembering how she had rehearsed this so many times in the car, driving to and from work. How it had made her cunt twitch. Now, watching him, she only felt her stomach churning. “Only you can put it on, and only you can take it off. But when you do, you’re not a person anymore. You’re a thing, and I can do whatever fucked up shit I want to do to a thing. You’ll have to trust me not to cross any lines, but believe me when I say, there are some monumentally fucked up things I want to do that I could never to do you.”

“But I’ll do them to a thing.” Her mouth dried out, she swallowed hard, and waited for him to say or do something.

He opened and closed his mouth, tried to figure out what to say. Then he ripped open the plastic on the bag, and started to slip the black cloth over his face, disappearing, becoming a thing, and trying not to anticipate what would happen next.

Copyright Jerry Jones. Unauthorized use is prohibited.

12 Comments »

  1. Ferns said,

    I am always so delighted when you get the interplay exactly right *as well as* hitting the hotness.

    The opening up of herself to the possibility of rejection, and the chance of acceptance, one more thing to bring them together.

    That. Perfectly captured in one sentence.

    Ferns

    • littlesubmissions said,

      I do what I do, when I do what I do. ๐Ÿ˜‰

      Thanks.

  2. Stabbity said,

    “The opening up of herself to the possibility of rejection, and the chance of acceptance, one more thing to bring them together.”

    I love that you included the possibility of rejection, and the dom’s concern about it. The stereotype that ‘real’ doms never feel doubt or uncertainty drives me crazy.

    “But when you do, youโ€™re not a person anymore. Youโ€™re a thing, and I can do whatever fucked up shit I want to do to a thing. ”

    And that part’s just hot ๐Ÿ™‚

    • littlesubmissions said,

      Well, REAL DOMS only top twue submissives, so it’s probably not a problem for them anyway.

      In all seriousness though, the occasional doubt or uncertainty is healthy, it shows that the top is aware of lines and boundaries. Sometimes toeing them can be fun, but it should be done carefully and with consideration. I wouldn’t want to play with someone that didn’t occasionally pause.

      On the other hand I just write porn, and am glad you liked it. ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. simplejake said,

    THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH!! The suspense was killing me.

    I *greatly* appreciate it and it was a pretty good (and hot) story.

    • littlesubmissions said,

      You’re welcome!

  4. Mike said,

    Nice work. Thanks. Loved it.

    • littlesubmissions said,

      Good to hear, thank you.

  5. Ayesha said,

    U know this was not in the box! It’s that other thing. And like i said……still in it.

    • littlesubmissions said,

      Whatever works for you. ๐Ÿ™‚

  6. EvilClownsToy said,

    Oh fuck…..this was HOT!! What an amazing idea!!!

    • littlesubmissions said,

      Thanks. ๐Ÿ™‚


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