You Can Leave Your Mask On

My Dark Knight,

As I sit here at my window, I see your powerful symbol blazing against the night sky. Seeing it sends shivers up my spine, delicious tingles that culminate at the crux of my being. It makes me think of you; about how much I want you. You mystify me. You captivate & utterly beguile me.

See, I saw you once. You probably don't remember but, you saved my life. I remember how you grabbed my attackers & threw them to the ground, threatening them in that deep, husky, masculine voice.

That voice... oh, what it does to me.

I was breathing hard. You watched them run then, that dark gaze turned to me sprawled on the pavement. You held out a hand. I took it & you helped me up. For several seconds we stared at each other, my hand still in yours. I couldn't tell what you were thinking but, your lips were parted slightly & all I could think was how much I wanted those lips to kiss me; every inch of me - like they do in my dreams. Were you thinking the same?

I'd dreamt of you often but, since then, I've dreamt of you every night & my desire grows with each one. Many times I have tried to find you only, it's impossible.

Oh, Batman. I long for you so much it aches &, it is not an ache I can cure alone; though I have tried countless times. Every night I wake from a dream of you & I am soaking with need. My hand slips between my thighs & with one touch, I am crying out my orgasm. But it's not enough. Again, my fingers go to work. I thrust one into my hot, slick pussy while the other hand rubs desperately at my swollen clit. Two, three, four more times I scream out your name as my climaxes crash over me.

In my dreams, I am yours. I never know who you really are but that's okay. I don't need to know. I just need you. I'm kneeling before you, naked & consumed with lust. Your collar fits snugly around my neck & you hold my chain. With a sharp tug, you pull me towards you & order me - in that tantalising voice - to take off your pants. I am quick to comply. Your chest is already bare & it takes all my strength to not stare at the sculpted plains of your firm muscles. But I steal a glance as I slide down your pants. You step out of them, gloriously naked. I gasp. You are beautiful. Your mask remains yet, in a way, your mask IS who you are. You're showing me your truest self & I feel privileged that you would open yourself to me in this way. With another tug at the chain, you pull my head towards your hard manhood. I smile, knowing that I am the cause of your arousal. With a sly peek up into your masked face, I take you into my mouth. You groan as I slide my lips down your length & I almost cum from that alone. Slowly, I lick & suck you, teasing your sensitive areas. You let me have my fun for awhile until you can't stand it anymore. Your hand tangles in my hair & you take a firm hold, ordering me to stay still. I do as told & you start to thrust. It isn't long before you're shooting your warm load down my throat. I swallow it all, relishing the taste. You smirk at me, tell I'm a good girl & I burst with pride. You pull me to my feet & hold me in an electrifying display of tenderness. Your lips trace kisses along my neck, collarbones, cheeks, then find my eager lips. You ravage my mouth in a passionate kiss until I can barely stand. I am lifted into your arms & you carry me to the bed, gently laying me down. My chain is attached to a loop in the wall behind & you cuff my hands above my head to the bed frame. You place a spreader bar between my legs, fix it to my ankles & extend it. I am open, vulnerable & spread out on display for you. A soft blindfold plunges me into darkness & something begins to brush across my skin. It brushes over my breasts & I sigh in pleasure. My body arches as it brushes over my stomach & over my waiting pussy. Suddenly, a sharp sensation flicks across my thighs, then another on my stomach, my breasts, between my legs. How I craved this; to be yours for the taking. You continue, working me into a wanton frenzy. After a few more flicks, something warm & wet begins to slip over my now sensitive skin. I moan when I realise it's your lips & tongue. You move over my breasts, kissing, licking & then you start to bite, catching my nipples between your teeth. I cry out. Your mouth works down my body until, finally, I feel you where I need you most. Your strong hands grip my thighs as you plunge your tongue into my wetness. I fall over the edge into sweet oblivion, once, & again once more. But you're still not done with me. You release my hands, grab the spreader bar & flip me over, hauling my arse off the bed & spanking it. You growl out your intentions, telling me you're going to fuck me & oh... how you do. I cum again & again & you roar as you find your second release.

Afterwards, you hold me for a long time, caressing me lovingly until we both fall asleep. In the morning, I wake to find myself in my own bed with a note.

"I will come for you. You are mine now. Wait for me.

Your Dark Knight"

But this is just a dream so, that's why I'm writing you this letter. I hope it finds you &... I hope you will find me. Make my dreams come true. Please. You can leave your mask on. I promise.

©CJ