Can Not Recall

Consciousness returns, and I attempt to crack my lids open.

The pounding is expected

The light sensitivity is expected

The arm locking me into place was not expected

The sound of a deep, satisfied sleep is a surprise,

Since I am usually alone in the morning

Slowly removing the arm

Realizing that the room was cold

I pick up a t-shirt that smelled of

Cologne and perfume

Putting it on as a dress

I go to the bathroom to get two white pills

To help soothe my pounding head.

“Where are you going?”

A deep, bed voice said.

Causing a smile to spread across my lips

The voice alone deserves a second go-around sober

“Bathroom”

“Hurry back, I need that mouth around my dick.”

I had to laugh

“What’s so funny?”

“You got this twisted. I will not suck you off. You will suck me, and I will decide if my mouth will return the favor.”

“You did it last night.”

“Well, I hope you enjoyed it. Not doing it again.”

He rose up to show me what I was denying, and I had to think really hard about the “No.”

“You sure? You look like you want it now.”

I turned to walk to the bathroom and catch my breath

I swallowed, and my throat hurt.

“What did we do last night?”

I went to the cabinet to look for the medicine.

He walks in naked, stands behind me, and says, “Don’t move, I need you really wet.”

I need to stop this, I thought. I don’t even remember his name.

That flew out the window when he kneeled and lifted his shirt

“Hey, what’s your…..Omg”

His mouth and tongue felt amazing. Then he pushed three fingers in and did some kind of maneuver that he managed to get me to cum and squirt all over his face.

“Shit I’m not a squirter.” I squealed.

He laughed, “You said that last night,, too. I proved you wrong then and now.”

He stood soaked and lined his hard cock to my entrance and he entered with such force that I had to have my hand out for stability.

I was going to say something and couldn’t. We watched each other in the medicine cabinet mirror.

“You would look good with a chain right now.” He said as he continued

“Chain….oooo”

He wrapped his hand around my throat and said, “Yeah this chain.”

Was it the threat of the lack of oxygen or the fact that he was tormenting my spot that I felt the tightening and tremors of my orgasm?

“Cum on me.”

I came not because he said, but because my body could not hold it back. He came right after. He leaned on my back while staring at me.

“My name is Winston. Just in case you forgot that, too.” He pulled out and took off the condom he must have put on before eating me.

“I’m leaving. I left my number on your phone. Call.”

The way he said Call set off an alarm.

“Are you a…?”

“Yes,, but that is a conversation for when you’re in your right mind, ” he said, smiling. He kissed me on the neck and left the bathroom.

He just Dom’d me?

What did I do last night?