My Domination Fantasy (Fiction)

I'm going to let all of you reading this in on a little sexual secret of mine. For someone who can be as strong willed as I am, and known to be, I actually love to be dominated, and to submit to a man! The idea of being dominated and controlled, only if it's all consensual, and a huge turn on for me. My ultimate masturbatory domination fantasy goes something along these lines: As I'm walking down the hall way to get something from my room, my dom (whom I will now refer to as my master), comes up behind me, roughly grabs my hips, and spins me around so I'm facing him. He pushes my body up against the wall, and I hear a low and sexy growl come from deep within his throat as I see his eyes cloud over with lust. The sound of that growl and the way he seems so in control makes my pussy dampen on the spot. There is nothing sexier than a man who loves to dominate me. With his hands still on my hips holding me against the wall, he pushes his body into mine; grinding his rock hard erection into my hot and dampening pussy. He takes one hand and grabs a handful of my thick curly hair, and pulls my head to the side-planting hot and passionate kisses on my neck. He knows that drives me crazy, yet he still does it. With his other hand, he practically rips open the button on my jeans and sticks his hand in, his fingers going straight for my hairy and wet pussy. I wasn't wearing any panties that day, and he knew it. He was the one that told me not to wear them. He pulls his face away from my neck long enough to put his mouth to my ears and growl, "Mmm that's my good girl. Not wearing any panties for master as instructed! Oh what's that I feel?" as he said that he ran the tip of his finger over my wet slit and sensitive clit, making me shudder. "Is my girl already wet for her master? Huh is she?" I was too caught up in the sensory overload. The pleasure of his fingers playing with my pussy, the slight pressure of pain from him pulling my hair, the musky and manly scent rolling off of him, and his deep voice growling in my ear over loads all my senses and pushes me to the edge quickly. When I don't answer him, he increased the pressure of his hair pulling and says demandingly, "I didn't get my answer. Did I? Is my girl already wet for her master? It sure feels like it" as he says it, he dips two fingers into aching and needy pussy. Lightly rubbing my g-spot to tease me he then pulls his fingers out of my pants, leaving me whimpering wanting more, and brings them to his finger sniffing my juices and inhaling my scent. "Oh yes master, I'm very wet for you! So very wet! Will you please make your girl cum now?" I ask as sweetly as possible, but also out of breath from the extreme stimulation I'm experiencing. His fingers are still covered in my juices when I ask him, and his only answer for me is sticking his fingers in my mouth so I can lick off my own cum. The slightly sweet and acidic taste of it adds a whole new level of sensory stimulation that pushes me even closer to that edge. "Oh I might....But only if she begs for it. I want to know how much she wants her master to make her cum!" while saying this his now clean fingers trail down to my tits and cups one in his hand, running his thumb over my hard and erect nipples. Usually my nipples aren't very sensitive, but when I'm this turned on they definitely are. I can't concentrate on anything when he's rubbing on my nipples like that, and pulling my hair. It's all too much for me to handle, and I know I need him to make me cum. "Please please please master make me cum!! You know this pussy is all yours, and you're the only man who can make it cum!! Please master!! I need my release! Make your girl cum all over your hand and fingers!!" I moan as he moves his mouth back to my neck and lightly sucks on the skin, every so often giving it a love bite. He puts just enough pressure into it to heighten the pleasure I'm already feeling, but not enough to inflict any kind of damage. "Yes! This pussy right here" he says while reaching into my pants again and cupping my pussy, "is mine. Only mine. No one else's! Understood?" he growls possessively. In the heat of the moment he gets very possessive over me, and it drives me wild. When he's in total control like this, I'm absolute putty in his hands. "Yes master understood! It's only yours!! It will be as long as you're my master!!" I say breathlessly as I near a powerful orgasm. He focuses his attention on my rubbing my clit to an orgasm after my reassurance that my pussy is his, and his only. His rubbing is fast and powerful and is focused on giving me and intense and powerful orgasm. As I climax, my juices soak his hand and me knees go weak. The only thing keeping my up is his hand balled up in my hair still, and his hand on my pussy. I push hard against his hand and moan out his name in pleasure. "Ooh master yes!! You know just how to please your girl! You're amazing!" I keep saying over and over again as I'm overtaken with the intense pleasure of the powerful climax. Before I fully come off of my orgasm though, he sticks two fingers up into my pussy and rubs my g spot hard and fast. Making me orgasm once isn't enough for him, there has to be second one. As I climax for the second time, he releases my hair from his hand and pulls me in for a passionate kiss. Our tongues intertwine and dance together in our mouths. I'm also moaning into his mouth has he continues to rub my g spot through the earth shattering orgasm I'm experiencing. It's obvious he knows how to please a woman when gets his hands on her. Thankfully I'm the one lucky enough to nab this dominating man. As I come down from two intense and powerful orgasms, I start to feel absolutely drained and unable to move. Thankfully my master is skilled in aftercare, and scooped me right up and took me to the bedroom. He laid me down on the bed, pulled me into my arms, and cuddled me until I feel asleep to recuperate. I'd need my energy for what he had planned for later that night!