This is an old story I found, and one which isn’t really up to the standard of my later writing but still may be of interest to some. I’m guessing it was written sometime around the turn of the century, but I’m not 100% sure. I hope you enjoy it anyway. More to follow…
It had been a tough seven days. In the week leading up to our monthly Femdom session Mistress had allowed me to fuck her three times and each time she had told me to tell her when I was close to coming. I had hoped she might allow me to cum, but it wasn’t to be. Instead, after each time I was told to stop I was ordered to make her cum with my tongue and then had to try and get to sleep while she dozed off happily. Of course this is Mistress’s choice and I must obey her wishes… but every time that she told me to stop, she also told me ‘You’ll get your reward’. This was interesting.
Finally the day of the session arrived and I was more than ready for anything she was going to throw at me. All I knew was that I really needed to cum – badly!
After a gentle introduction Mistress told me to fit my cock ring and then carefully positioned my rock hard cock on a small table. She then mounted the table and took great delight in standing on my poor cock with all her weight, the weave of her fishnets pressing harshly into my tight, delicate skin.
After a while she tired of this and dismounted the table. She sıhhiye escort bent down and grabbed my cock, her nails sticking into the sides as she pulled to my feet and over to the bed.
“I hope you’re in the mood to get fucked in the ass slave!”
“If it pleases you Mistress,” I deferred meekly.
“Good, because I’m certainly in the mood. Get on your hands and knees.”
I saw Mistress retrieve several strap-on’s of varying sizes from her drawer (she always did this so that I wouldn’t know which one to expect).
“Hmm, which one should I use today slave, the big one, the bigger one… or the really big one?”
“Whichever pleases you Mistress,” I said, hoping it was smallest one.
“Very good slave, there’s no catching you out is there?”
She climbed on the bed and I felt her fingers push a glob of vapour rub into my asshole. After a few seconds it started to heat up as the menthol took effect. Then I felt the tip of her dildo start to push inside. I gritted my teeth as she slowly fed it in, pushing back onto the fake cock to ease it’s passage.
Mistress really was in the mood to fuck and after what felt like ages she finally pulled the dildo from stretched ass. She stood up on the bed and walked in front of me, the strap-on jutting from her groin. After a few seconds enjoying the look in my eyes, she peeled sincan escort the condom off the strap-on and tossed it aside.
“Head up, open wide,” she laughed as she grabbed my head and forced the warm dildo into my mouth.
I had barely had a chance to take a breath, but Mistress was not messing about. Her hips moved forward while her hands held my head still and she fucked my mouth, deeper and deeper until my nose was pressed hard against her soft skin.
“Very good slave,” she said as she watched the cock fuck my mouth. Then she pulled it out and climbed off the bed.
“Now you are going to make me cum,” she said. “And while you are doing it I want your balls to be burning.”
She reached between my legs and coated my balls with muscle relaxant. After just a few seconds the heat began to permeate my skin and quickly turned from a nice warming sensation into a harsh burning pain. I blocked the pain out of my mind as I savoured the taste of Mistress’s delicious pussy. Thankfully Mistress came very quickly, although once that diversion was removed I had nothing to focus on but the burning between my legs.
“Very good slave, you have pleased me. Now take that cock ring off.”
I carefully removed the rubber cock ring that kept my cock rock hard and also encircled my balls, keeping them tight in their sack and stretching the skin thin (which sınırsız escort probably made the heat gel work even better than it would have normally).
“Now lay down on your back.”
Mistress chained my wrists and ankles to the bed and then left me to cool down for a moment while she had a sip of her wine. When she returned she dragged her long nails down the length of my cock and across my balls.
“Are you ready to cum yet slave?”
“Only if it pleases you Mistress.”
“Hmm, I’ll take that as a yes. So where would you like to cum then slave? Maybe on my gorgeous tits, or maybe you think you deserve to shoot it into my hot, wet pussy? Of course, that would mean a lovely sloppy mess for you to clean afterwards and I know how much you love to drink your cum out of me, don’t you slave?”
“Yes Mistress,” I said, feeling my cheeks reddening slightly.
Her hand began firmly pumping my cock and my hips rose in anticipation.
“Not yet slave…”
She kept pumping it, watching me squirm as the moment edged closer and closer. Then she quickly straddled my torso, facing away from me.
“I want you to cum now slave,” she ordered as she pumped my cock harder still..
In just a few seconds a week’s worth of creamy spunk had erupted from my cock. While I strained against my bonds, Mistress calmly scooped up the mess from my stomach and leaned forward to open the crack of her ass. As I watched I saw her reach back between her legs and smear my cum all around her tight asshole. Then she backed up towards me and my waiting, eager tongue.
“Time for your reward slave, don’t stop until I say so. I want to feel it DEEP!”