"MIND ME" by Pharaoh Robinson

“Mmmm…mmm....mmmmm"” the startled muffled sounds of desperation were partly muted from Karice’s gagged mouth.

The footsteps were loud and acoustic in the room as she lay with her hands tied. The cool breeze from an open window could be felt drifting across her nude body. Her nipples were submissively erect from the chill of the wind. The room was dark, except for the glow of the street lights, and the moonlight, casting a grayish silver radiance glow throughout the room. The sound of traffic and occasional car horns could be heard in the distance.

“"Tonight is the night Karice. I’ve tried to ask you, to not try and evade me. I will discipline you tonight. You will enjoy this against your own will,”" he said in a deep baritone voice, from across the dark room.

She began to tremble at the thoughts that began to race through her mind. Was this the end? Would she be the five o’clock news? She began to fight the restraints for an escape; the straps were tight around her ankles and wrist. Her body was bound and her fighting was useless.

"“Stop...stop, Karice there is nowhere to run,”" the baritone voice signed.

The footsteps inched closer to her into the light. The dark silhouette stopped short of revealing himself in entirety, giving only the appearance of a well built muscular bald-head man with defined sturdy legs. He was around five foot ten. His breathing was steady and calm. The brown manhood was lengthy and thick in girth dangling half angled to the right. Karice’s eyes were momentarily distracted by the eye-catching sight. He licked his lips while rubbing his hands together.

"“I know you are wondering who I am and what I want. Karice you’'ve been bad to yourself. And I am, well, your sexual regulation.”" He walked out of the shadows with strong defined cheek bones, full lips, and broad naturally arched eyebrows. The man’s skin was porcelain black, so dark the darkness combated his skin color. He as erotic. He was exotic.

Karice’s body grew limp. Her eyes were steady. In this fearful moment she found calmness, a piece of unexplainable stillness. She gazed at his face, at his palatable length and girth, at his strapping defined legs, then reverted back to his stern face. He was not intimidating, but there was no underestimation of the power he possessed.

“"You'’ve fantasized about me."” Walking closer he hovered over her body at the foot of the bed, which was covered in black satin sheets. Her heart raced with anxiety. Her thighs were slick and wet with sweat. The room itself was humid, her body heat rose, and a thick moistness was mounting its arrival between her vertical lips.

She almost closed her eyes and quickly redirected her eyes to his approaching hands. She followed his hands against the rise and fall of her body. Her body was shaking. They glided across her pedicured feet. They were warm and large as he grasped her right foot lifting it to his mouth. He methodically savored each of her toes smallest to largest and back. The man’s eyes never left hers as he savored her feet. A savory groan escaped his lips. Slowly he engulfed all of her toes of her size seven-foot at once. Karice’s low muffled moans were of embarrassment, uncertainty and of pleasure. She couldn’t resist the erogenous zone his mouth had created through her feet. The electricity of pleasure trickled throughout her entire body. Karice watched with almost passionate eyes. She was unaware of the thick cream that began flowing from within her pulsating lips, between her thighs.

“"You’'ve been so unruly in denying me every night,"” he said releasing her foot and licking his lips. “"You hide from me. You hide from yourself - imprisoning the both of us."”

He crawled up beside her. Karice was face to face with his body kneeling next to her. Her heart raced at a relentless pace. Her breast rose and fell repeatedly. He untied her hands bound with black lace underwear panties.

“"If I untie you will you free yourself?”" he stared awaiting an answer.

“"When I untie you, don’t run from me this time.”"

Karice slowly shook her head in an obeying manner; she was not brave enough to move and try to escape. A part of her wanted to flee,and a deeper part wanted to stay. He took her hand.

“"Calm down."” He placed his thickness in her hands. Karice held it, her hand shaking. “"It’s yours, it’s been yours. How does it feel? Stroke it.” Embrace me."

Karice paused looking up at the uncompromising brown eyes. His eyes told her this was not a request but a demand. Karice began softly stroking his large manhood. His head was large and smooth. He felt hot and ridged. She could not fully embrace his thickness. Secretly Karice salivated from her gagged mouth, soaking the underwear that bound her mouth.

“"He will be your discipline stick tonight. You have no control over what I will do to you, none."” He removed her hand and took his hot dick and slid it across her cheeks and lips. She momentarily closed her eyes. His body heat warmed her cheek. Karice vertical lips twitched with sensation and hunger.

“"You have been so wrong to yourself,"” he said tracing his manhood back and forth. "“I will correct this, this sexual miseducation. You will never forget me. I will forever be accessible. I am your sexual necessity.”"

Karice was entranced by this man, his words, his physical being and the unknown. She simply nodded as he spoke.

“ He took off the red lace panties that bound her mouth. He stared at her. Karice stared back.

“"Take me… and lose yourself."” The command was calm and guiding.

Karice still lying on her back leaned her head to the side. She took the tip of his thick head with her tongue into her watering mouth and clenched her thighs. Her eyes faded back, and then shut, as she sucked slowly. The traffic noise went mute. She took him deeper as saliva drizzled from the corner of her mouth. He leaned forward. He parted her thighs, pulling her legs apart and under his arms positioning himself directly over her. His warm lips sucked each vertical lip with perfect pressure. He slurped at the thick cream juice that flowed from Karice’s body. She clenched her toes tight. She grabbed his hips, pulling him deeper into her throat.

“"You taste like you always do,”" he said burying his lips and tongue hungrily into her. “"You taste heavenly every night.”"

Karice was trying to decipher the meaning of his words, they had never met. Karice’s body began to quake as he French kissed her pussy and massaged his finger into her wet ass. He pumped his large dick in and out her mouth as she slurped and screamed. She bucked and clenched her toes feverishly exploding. He stroked her pulsating ass with his middle-finger and gulped the flow of the orgasmic fluids from her lips. Karice began to tap and then slap his thighs involuntarily. Scratching his body in submission, to no avail, as she exploded again having to release his dick and scream.

"“Oh God, oh God, Oh my, oh ma!"…” Karice squealed and held her breath as her body lost control and erupted again. “"I can’t...I can’t...I’m coming …I’m coming …I’m coming,"” she screamed!

He finally set her pussy free and positioned his body between Karice’s legs.

"“This is just the beginning,”" he said slapping her thighs holding his inflexible dick steady. "“Set yourself free Karice. And don’t use your hands. Let your pussy find its way to me."”

Karice complied lifting her hips up to his waiting manhood. She parted her saturated lips with his head. Karice watched her pussy slide up and down on him. Each time she licked her lips in amazement at the wet glazed icing that grew thicker with each stroke. She was finding every sweet spot she never knew she had, she came. The sopping sound of her deprived pussy clenched with satisfaction. Mentally, she was in a state of orgasm and the eruption was when her body would catch up with her mental state multiple times over.

"“Turn this unruly pussy over. Fuck me until you find yourself.”"

Never had curse words sounded so sensual, commanding and needed. Karice rolled over on her knees, pressing her breast to the sheets, arching her ass up. She waited anxiously for him and spread her cheeks.

The presence of one stroke, subdued everything sexual she thought she knew. “Oh ma….” Karice gripped the sheets and came, hard. He held it deep. Leaning over her back to her ear, he didn’t move directly, but with muscular control he made his dick pulsate and move inside her.

"“Never deny me.” He soft sucked her ear. “Never refute me. This dick or your body'’s need...for me.”" With each syllable he would pulsate his dick and Karice’s body would shake with minor orgasmic eruptions.

He leaned up and gripped Karices’ ass, parting her cheeks and stroking her pussy in methodic rhythm. The way he knew her body and controlled her orgasm, scared her. She clenched her sheets, then bit them and buried herself in orgasm- in them.

"“Stop fighting me, and let go, completely go,”" he moaned as he gripped the back of her neck firmly. “"Yes, mind me. Make this pussy mind me. It will always do what I want.”"

He stroke in hard staccato burst that made Karice ass clap against his skin. She was awe struck, the sound of her body’s involuntary response. She gritted her teeth to the grinding sound that could be heard in her head. In sexual reflex she back bucked. She couldn’t scream. The sobbing she heard in her head was her own as she cried and repeatedly spouted liquid climaxes. This out of body experience rendered her helpless. Only a face drenched with tears and sobbing could be heard.

“"Please don’t, don’t stop. Don’t ever leave don’t ever take it out."…” Karice sobbed repeatedly.

For the first time her cries brought her back to reality. She was lost in the sexual authenticity of the moment. Karice’s body bucked and screamed as she fought with the sheets of her beds. Her face was drenched. She opened her eyes moaning and grabbing at her fingers lodging deeply in and out of her pussy. They pumped like hydraulics as she came and trembled staring at her ceiling fan spinning slowly.

"“Oh my God! What is this?” Her body was shaking. “What am I doing?”"

Her bed sheets were soaked. She removed her shaking hand and fingers coated with her orgasm, sticky between her fingers. Fluid ran down her hand. She gazed at her shaking legs opening them to see her sheets glazed with thick cum. She dropped her head back in awe.

“"A dream? Oh my God. A dream? Are you fucking serious?”"

Her mind ran as she caught her breath. She sighed and paused. She remembered the man. His body, his voice, his words, his dick. She looked around.

“I’m going crazy.”

She gasped at the sight of her red laced panties tied in a knot and two more black pair lying next to them.

“What is this?” She was mystified and confused. “Look at my bed, my sheets.”

They looked as if they had been vandalized with water. They were wet, wild and sticky clinging to her body.

Karice laid back and recollected her dream. Clear as day in the back of her head. His voice rang out. "“Karice don’t ever forget me. Remember me. Mind me.”"

She closed her eyes; her hands roamed, and she began to mind herself.

~~~from the book "Sexsensual" by Pharaoh Robinson~~~ 
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