One Shots and Imagines

The hour hand on the clock clicked by once more as I was sitting in the proper position on the floor, waiting for my master, Ghost to get back.

This entire week he’d been gone, busy recording a new album with the rest of his band.

He’d come home normally around 9, make us dinner, then we’d both eat, and then he’d go and pass out on the couch.

No touching, no real or important talking to each other, no nothing and it was horrible.

I ached for his attention, that it was almost becoming a physical pain. I didn’t care whether it was a kiss, sex, or hell even punishment, but I needed it and now.

He had promised me he’d be back early today, as it was luckily their last day but it was already inching on 1 in the morning.

For the first time this week I actually just got up, and made my way to the kitchen. I’d just eat without him.

I ate, and after that I just waited for him to get home.

I was going to get what I wanted, that was for sure, however I wasn’t too sure as to how I’d get it.

Finally, at 3 am the door clicked open, and shut.

“Megan?” He called.

“”In here, sir.” I replied back.

“You scared me, when I didn’t see you.” Ghost said.

“It just got late, and I wanted to eat.” I explained.

“I’m just going to go and sleep right, away and then I promise you that we’ll get back to normal tomorrow.” Ghost promised me.

“No!” I said, actually stomping my foot.

That definitely pissed him off.

Disrespect, and refusal were his two major things that really irked him.

“Don’t start Megan.” Ghost warned me.

“Then don’t leave.” I pleaded.

“I said we’ll continue in the morning, now knock it off.” He growled.

He got up, walked out of the kitchen and towards the main staircase to get upstairs.

No, I was not going to let him delay this further.

I went over to the cupboard, grabbed two large glasses and slammed them to the floor as hard as possible, leaving tiny shards everywhere.

“Now you’re in trouble.” Ghost yelled, coming down the stairs.

I carefully leaped over the broken glass and ran like hell down the hall.

All I could guarantee at this point was a small punishment, words couldn’t describe how badly I needed more, and keeping up a little game of hide & seek was sure to guarantee me getting what I wanted.

Just as I made my way up the last step up the staircase all of the lights went out.

A larger than life smile popped onto my face, things were working in my favor.

I heard what sounded like Ghost walking down the stairs on the other side of the hallway. My eyes didn’t adjust yet, based on the fact that this house became pitch black without the lights on.

Carefully walking down the hallway I made sure to keep an ear out for Ghost, that was of course until I clumsily tripped over my own feet.

“Shit.” I muttered.

“Megan!” Ghost gently cooed, with a haunting aftertone.

Crap, I wasn’t ready yet.

Before he had a chance to run up the stairs, I slipped into the guest bedroom and ducked behind the desk.

“Ready or not here I come!” Ghost called to me.

I practically held my breath and just waited to hear him pass this room and then I’d duck out.

His footsteps were quickly heard coming towards the room I was in, and I held my breath. The door opened up, he took a quick look around and exited again.

Once he was gone for good I ran back out of the room, and down towards the basement.

As my hand rested on the handle, I was suddenly lifted up and thrown over Ghost’s shoulder.

I let out a high pitched scream out of suddenly being frightened, but at the same time I was getting really excited.

“Oh my dear, that’s only the beginning of your screams tonight.” Ghost chuckled, landing a hard slap to my ass.

My throat made a low guttural purr, this is what I’ve been craving.

He carried me all the way down to the basement, and tossed me onto the bed.

I slowly crawled onto all fours, and wiggled my as back and forth, taunting him as he’d practically taunted me even without knowing it all week long.

“Is it even worth trying to spank you? Something tells me that you just want it.” Ghost whispered gently into my ear.

“Just fuck me!” I yelled, really getting sexually frustrated.

Within a split second I was flipped onto my back, and we were both fully naked.

“You’re still in fucking trouble for those glasses.” He snarled, quickly tying my arms to the top bedpost.

“I know.” I giggled.

My eyes followed him across the room and focused on the riding crop in his hand.

About fucking time.

“Do not make a noise.” He warned me.

I nodded my head in agreement, and closed my eyes.

His breath was felt from the nape of my neck all the way down to the center of my core which was already dripping in anticipation.

The slap of the crop was heard before I even felt the sting, but when I did it made me feel safe. That was one thing that Ghost always managed to do, no matter how rough or carried away we both got I always felt safe in his hands.

The crop once again came down, this time directly on my sex.

It caused my entire body to push up and towards him.

He chuckled.

“You like that, hmm?” He teased me, running it up and down my slit.

I pulled my arms down as hard as possible, but the rope kept them practically in place.

Knowing speech was still not wanted by him, I gave him my best set of puppy dog eyes I could.

It had the opposite desired effect.

The crop was thrown across the room, and he ended up over my body, straddling me. His tongue found my breasts and they traced all types of designs and shapes over the soft, supple flesh.

“Ghost, stop teasing me.” I gasped, my body literally on the edge of what felt like combustion.

“Convince me.” He demanded, sitting up.

“Seriously, just fuck me.” I groaned, sitting up.

“I’m bored, I’ll see you in the morning.” He yawned.

“Mm-m. No way.” I protested, getting up on my knees while wrapping my arms around his neck.

“I know, I just wanted to make sure you still wanted me.” He replied.

“I’ve honestly never wanted anyone or anything as much as you, master. You’re my everything.” I whispered.

Before I knew what was even fully happening Ghost pounced on me and slammed his member into my aching sex.

Finally I was whole again.

Flipping us over I didn’t even bother going slow, but I instantly started to bounce myself up and down Ghost’s considerable length.

With each deep thrust I was pushed deeper into this fantastical almost euphoric state of pleasure.

Gripping my flesh with nails in my hips he started to slam me back down onto his member over and over again, until we both reached our climax.

“Ohh.” I groaned, digging my nails into his back as my body involuntarily shook and spasmed as Ghost helped me ride it out.

“Shh, Megan.” He whispered, almost as a caress to my entire body.

I’d never stop being amazed with the true control he had over me.

“I love you so, so much sir. You’ll never understand.” I told him, once we were both done and spooning each other in the middle of the bed.

“Oh, I think I do my little pet.” He said, wrapping his beautifully tattooed arms around my waist.

“Please don’t ever leave me alone that long again.” I whispered, not ever wanting to feel that small void in my heart.

“I won’t.”

“Megan, I’m your’s. Forever and Always, Remember?” He replied.

“Forever and Always.” I repeated.

With those words, and his body protectively wrapped around me I knew I was home.

Notes

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