saying I’ve
had a personal complication and I might not be in class for a while. Then I’ll
shut it down and leave everything exactly where I found it—Aiden will never even
know.
That sounds harmless enough. Promising myself I’ll be quick, I
open the laptop and reach for the power button. But to my surprise, it pops to
life by itself. Not only that, but there is a video starting on its screen. As
I look for a way to stop it, a title suddenly appears in the center.
The Tender Dominant
Hmmm, this could be interesting. And it can’t hurt to watch for
just a minute, right? I stop fiddling with the mouse pad and sit back in the
leather chair, watching.
There is no intro—the first scene begins at once. A girl with
blonde hair and green eyes is sitting on the edge of a large bed. She is
wearing a black bra and panties and her legs are crossed demurely. Her hands
are folded in her lap and her face is serene. Clearly she is waiting for
someone.
She doesn’t have to wait long. The bedroom door opens and a
powerfully built man with skull cut hair enters. He is wearing nothing but
black leather pants and his upper body is muscular and cut. I can’t help
thinking of Aiden’s six pack abs, which were visible last night when he claimed
me and named me his Sacrifice. I wonder what he’d look like completely naked…
The video on the laptop screen draws my attention back to the
scene at hand. The muscular man is standing in front of the blonde girl but he
says nothing. She looks down at her hands shyly, also mute. I wonder if there
is going to be any talking at all and I sort of hope not. The cheesy, contrived
dialog is one of the things I hate about porn. All that, “Oh God, fuck me,
baby! Fuck me harder!” and “Take it, bitch! Take it all!” is so stupid and
fake, not to mention really off-putting. So I like it that the two people on
the screen aren’t saying anything. Not that it’s completely silent—there is background music. But not the bow-chicka-bow-wow kind—it’s something soft
and unobtrusive with acoustic guitar that I actually like.
The man—the Dom?—lifts the girl’s chin, forcing her to look at
him. The move reminds me of what Aiden did to me this morning when he wanted my
complete attention. I shift in the seat uncomfortably, and the phallus he put
inside me shifts too. I cross my legs tightly, trying not to think about it.
The Dom on the screen leans down and whispers something in the
girl’s ear, too low for me to hear. She looks at him uncertainly, then nods.
Not as if she is agreeing to a request, though—as though she is acknowledging
something he told her. Something he’s planning to do to her that she can’t
stop, even if she wants to.
At first, however, all he does is stroke her hair and kiss her
cheek. He sits down beside her on the bed and runs one large hand over her
shoulder, making her shiver. Is she shivering with anticipation or fear? Maybe
a mixture of the two? I don’t know but I can’t seem to stop watching.
I like the way he strokes her body, running his big hands over her
as though he owns her. As though she is his most precious and cherished
possession and he needs to take care of her. He cradles her breasts, teasing
her nipples to hard little points behind the thin material of her bra, then
strokes lower, caressing her belly and thighs, urging her to spread her legs.
The blonde seems reluctant at first but then she sighs and submits, opening
herself to him.
The man cups her pussy through the silky black panties. I can see
him pressing against her, parting her pussy lips through the slippery fabric.
The blonde throws back her head and moans softly, breathlessly, surrendering to
the pleasure he gives her.
I shift in the black leather seat again. Damn, this is really kind
of hot. I’ve never seen porn like this—porn that seems to have been made with
women in mind. There’s no screaming or begging, no endless series of
ridiculously contorted sexual positions or
had a personal complication and I might not be in class for a while. Then I’ll
shut it down and leave everything exactly where I found it—Aiden will never even
know.
That sounds harmless enough. Promising myself I’ll be quick, I
open the laptop and reach for the power button. But to my surprise, it pops to
life by itself. Not only that, but there is a video starting on its screen. As
I look for a way to stop it, a title suddenly appears in the center.
The Tender Dominant
Hmmm, this could be interesting. And it can’t hurt to watch for
just a minute, right? I stop fiddling with the mouse pad and sit back in the
leather chair, watching.
There is no intro—the first scene begins at once. A girl with
blonde hair and green eyes is sitting on the edge of a large bed. She is
wearing a black bra and panties and her legs are crossed demurely. Her hands
are folded in her lap and her face is serene. Clearly she is waiting for
someone.
She doesn’t have to wait long. The bedroom door opens and a
powerfully built man with skull cut hair enters. He is wearing nothing but
black leather pants and his upper body is muscular and cut. I can’t help
thinking of Aiden’s six pack abs, which were visible last night when he claimed
me and named me his Sacrifice. I wonder what he’d look like completely naked…
The video on the laptop screen draws my attention back to the
scene at hand. The muscular man is standing in front of the blonde girl but he
says nothing. She looks down at her hands shyly, also mute. I wonder if there
is going to be any talking at all and I sort of hope not. The cheesy, contrived
dialog is one of the things I hate about porn. All that, “Oh God, fuck me,
baby! Fuck me harder!” and “Take it, bitch! Take it all!” is so stupid and
fake, not to mention really off-putting. So I like it that the two people on
the screen aren’t saying anything. Not that it’s completely silent—there is background music. But not the bow-chicka-bow-wow kind—it’s something soft
and unobtrusive with acoustic guitar that I actually like.
The man—the Dom?—lifts the girl’s chin, forcing her to look at
him. The move reminds me of what Aiden did to me this morning when he wanted my
complete attention. I shift in the seat uncomfortably, and the phallus he put
inside me shifts too. I cross my legs tightly, trying not to think about it.
The Dom on the screen leans down and whispers something in the
girl’s ear, too low for me to hear. She looks at him uncertainly, then nods.
Not as if she is agreeing to a request, though—as though she is acknowledging
something he told her. Something he’s planning to do to her that she can’t
stop, even if she wants to.
At first, however, all he does is stroke her hair and kiss her
cheek. He sits down beside her on the bed and runs one large hand over her
shoulder, making her shiver. Is she shivering with anticipation or fear? Maybe
a mixture of the two? I don’t know but I can’t seem to stop watching.
I like the way he strokes her body, running his big hands over her
as though he owns her. As though she is his most precious and cherished
possession and he needs to take care of her. He cradles her breasts, teasing
her nipples to hard little points behind the thin material of her bra, then
strokes lower, caressing her belly and thighs, urging her to spread her legs.
The blonde seems reluctant at first but then she sighs and submits, opening
herself to him.
The man cups her pussy through the silky black panties. I can see
him pressing against her, parting her pussy lips through the slippery fabric.
The blonde throws back her head and moans softly, breathlessly, surrendering to
the pleasure he gives her.
I shift in the black leather seat again. Damn, this is really kind
of hot. I’ve never seen porn like this—porn that seems to have been made with
women in mind. There’s no screaming or begging, no endless series of
ridiculously contorted sexual positions or
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