AFTER DINNER · BATHROOM DOOR OPEN · EXT 910
Toilet Slave She Made Him Kneel
he thought dinner was the end of it. it wasn’t.
Toilet Slave · Bathroom Play · Degradation · Confession · No Limits · Dominant · Rough Sex · Taboo Phone Sex · Cock Control · Edging · Dirty Mommy
You were still at the table when I told you to follow me. Plates not cleared. Wine still in the glass. Bathroom Play is the name people use when they want the tile and the door. I’m late fifties and I don’t do the polite version. Dirty Mommy is the voice I used while I walked down the hall. Confession: I like the second where a man realizes dinner wasn’t the point. No Limits on what I said once the door closed.
This is a Toilet Slave because I told you to kneel on the bath mat and keep your hands on your thighs. Degradation is the name I used when you looked up. Dominant is the fact I didn’t ask if you were comfortable. Rough Sex is what it turned into once I stood over you. Taboo Phone Sex if you need the softer tag. Cock Control started when I reached down and stroked you through your pants, then stopped when you tried to move. Edging is the next few minutes while I made you stay still and wait.
You were hard. I smiled. I told you the rule was you didn’t get to stand until I said so. You nodded. I unzipped you and took you out. I stroked you once, slow, then I stepped closer and made you stay on your knees while I used my hand. Long crimson nails. You tried to lean in. I put a hand on your head and kept you where I wanted. I came first, standing over you, breathing hard, then I made you wait again.
We moved. Floor to the edge of the tub because I wanted the height. You followed on your knees. I sat on the rim and pulled you between my legs. You stayed down. I took you in my mouth until you were shaking, then stopped. You looked up. I looked down. Long crimson nails on your shoulders. Toilet Slave is the part where I didn’t let you finish yet. I stood, turned, and told you to stay on the mat.
I bent over the sink. You stayed on your knees until I told you to stand. Then I let you. You came in from behind, hard, hands on my hips. I came again with my forehead against the mirror and your cock still inside. I felt it when you finished. I didn’t tell you to pull out. I stayed bent over for a second. Breathing. Then I turned and kissed you, messy, lipstick on your collar.
Later we were still in the bathroom. Door still open. You asked if you should go. I said not yet. I made you text your wife that dinner ran long. You did. I watched. Then I pulled you back down onto the mat and I told you the night wasn’t over until I said it was.
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If you call tonight, don’t ask if dinner is still going. Come already hard and already willing to kneel. Toilet Slave with me starts when I tell you to follow me down the hall. You can try to stand. You won’t until I say so.
The bath mat is still on the floor. You’re still here. That’s a Toilet Slave when it’s me. I decide when you get to stand.
door still open · 1:19am
Come fill me up, your choice which hole. Either way, Grandma’s kitchen (and her body) is open.
— Fanny