Mistress said, "Slave, I want you to fuck me with this head dildo harness." I nodded agreeably, and she led the dildo to her pussy.
"Slave, start moving your head back and forth until I come!" she said.
I started moving my head back and forth and could sense her moving to meet my movements. I don't know the size of the dildo, but from the weight of it hanging off my face it had to be a good size.
After what seemed like 5 minutes she was moaning and started screaming, "Fuck me, fuck me with that cock."
I moved my head faster back and forth, and she came with a screaming orgasm.
After she came and relaxed Mistress asked me to move my head back, and she removed the dildo harness from my mouth. I could again hear Mistress moving around in the bedroom, but still didn't know what to expect next. At the point in time, I don't know how much time had passed but being in a blindfold all this time all I could do was use my senses of hearing, smell, taste, and the feeling of the butt plug in my ass.
Mistress said, "Slave stand up, take ten steps back and assume your slave position."
I did as told and assumed my position. What happened next was every submissive male slaves dream. Mistress removed my blindfold and what I saw took my breath away. From her head down, Mistress was wearing a black leather officer hat, dark black mascara on her eye lids, bright-red lipstick, and a rhinestone collar that spelled out "Mistress" in the middle. Next were her round perky tits that had brand new "Pierced Nipples" with gold nipple rings with diamond studs,black leather open corset, a black leather strapon harness with a 12 inch black dildo hanging between her legs, and to sum it up a pair of Crotch high leather boots with spiked heel.
Mistress said, "You like Slave." I said, "Very Much Mistress."
She said, "Crawl over here and suck my big black cock."
I crawled over and started licking up and down her cock. She said, "Slave, deep throat my cock." I tried to take as much as I could but gagged on it.
She said, "Lick it good because it is going up your ass."
I licked that cock like it was a Popsicle trying to make it as wet as possible. Mistress then grabbed my leash and led me over to what I kneeled on earlier, but didn't know what it was at the time, a brand new spanking bench in red leather. Mistress led me over to the spanking bench, forced me flat across the bench and cuffed my hands to the bench with leather cuffs.
Mistress then said, "Slave are you ready for your fucking?"
I said, "Yes, Mistress."
Mistress then slowly pulled the butt plug from my ass. What I felt next was cold lube being forced into my ass. Next came the pressure at my ass hole of the tip of the big black cock pushing at my door. I relaxed as much as I could as I felt it slowly slide into me. I could hear Mistress applying more lube to her cock which I much appreciated.
Mistress spoke out to me, "Slave, is this what you have been wanting all these weeks away from me?"
I cried out, "Yes Mistress, Please fuck my ass."
Mistress then began to slide that monstrous strap on cock up my ass, I was felt so full from the second it entered me. She began to fuck me with passion and resolve that I didn't know that she had in her. She fucked me to the balls of that big black cock.
I cried out, "Fuck Me Mistress, Fuck me with your cock."
The feeling of the cock inside me felt more acceptable the longer she was fucking me. She fucked me like a dog in heat, as the dildo rubbed her clit more and more as she fucked me, she began to cry out in ecstasy. After she came hard and her pussy was dripping wet, she stopped fucking me. She removed the large monstrous cock from my ass, and I moaned as it left my hole.
Mistress asked, "Do you want to cum, Slave?" "Yes Mistress," I said.
Mistress removed the strapon harness from her waist, unhooked me from the spanking bench and led me to our bed.
Mistress then said, "Slave, fuck your Mistress's pussy."
I got between Mistress's legs and slowly put hard cum dripping cock inside my Mistress's pussy. Her wet velvet pussy felt great on my cock. I slowly fucked my mistress and enjoyed the feeling of her love box that I had been missing for weeks. As I sped up my movements, her hips and legs took me in deeper until I bottomed out my cock and came with a large six-week load of cum in her pussy.
As I slowly excited my Mistress's pussy, she said, "Lay down on your back."
I lay down on my back; she then proceeded to position her pussy right on my face and said, "Lick my pussy and eat your Valentine present."
I had never tasted my own cum except once after a girl in high school gave me a blow job, and that was a long time ago. I eagerly stuck my tongue into Mistress's pussy and began to lick and taste my large load that I had just deposited in her pussy. I licked and ate all of my cum with great enthusiasm and licked Mistress until she had another orgasm on my face. She got off of my face and lay down beside me; it was then that I could truly take in the beauty of my mistress/wife and her brand-new persona. I loved her perky pierced nipples, which was something I always wanted her to get, but she was always reluctant to do in the past due to her conservative ways.
Porsche looked deeply into my eyes and said, "Happy Anniversary and Valentine's Day sweetheart" I hoped you enjoyed your treat tonight. She said, "The punishment will continue if I have to wait six more weeks to have sex."
I said, "I will try to keep that in mind so it doesn't happen again" and I just smiled.
The End.
Pet for a Day
I wake up to you placing something around my neck. I grumble slightly, groggy from sleep and turn my head to the side, trying to escape whatever it is disturbing my sleep. The pressure against my neck only tightens, and I feel a sharp tug. This really arouses me from my sleep. My eyes jut open and I turn over quickly a scowl on my face, until I see you. My eyes morph into a look of confusion as I see you putting a collar around my neck.
"But, why..." I say, being quickly cut off by a slap to my face.
"What, did you think you weren't going to get punished for yesterday, whore? Talking back to me and using that smart mouth of yours all day. You're going to learn your lesson today." You state harshly, a look of pure frustration and determination on your face.
You bring your hand up to my jaw, squeezing tightly, forcing my head to tip up, and my eyes to look at you.
"Look at me bitch." You say, squeezing my jaw tightly before sliding your hand down to my neck.
Your finger looped into the metal ring on the front of the collar. Pulling my face up close to yours before biting my lip hard, causing me to cry out a little. I don't say a word as you slide off the side of the bed, standing up with your finger still hooked in the metal loop. You force me to scramble forward to avoid choking myself. Once you've pulled me so my head is hanging slightly off the edge of the bed, you force me to look up.
You pull my slightly against your groin before forcing my head down toward the ground, my ass staying on the edge of the bed. My body is at an awkward angle, and I have to grab onto your ankles to avoid sliding completely off of the bed. Your hands reach down and knead at my ass roughly.
"This is the way I like you, face down...ass up." You say cruelly, your hand smacking my ass roughly.
"Today, you're going to be my little pet. Do you understand me?"
I muttered a "Yes, Sir" in response.
You slapped my ass roughly "Say what, my pet. I can't hear you..."
"Yes SIR. I say louder and clearer, a tone of attitude still present in my voice.
"I see you're still set on being disrespectful." You say matter of factly.
I can hear the disapproving frown in your face, despite not being able to see it. Suddenly you pull away, making me slump forward slightly, my face rubbing against the carpet harshly. I quickly scramble to not fall all the way off the bed, managing to catch myself. You look down at me in this position and laugh slightly
"Don't move bitch." You say before walking off.
I hear your footsteps quiet, and you had
to be gone at least five minutes. My arms were starting to shake from holding myself in this position. The blood rushing to my head made me dizzy. I let out a groan of discomfort before I hear your footsteps growing louder again. I turn my head so I could see you walk back in the room. I could tell you had something in your hands, but I didn't know what. You stepped back over me, your foot landing on my hair and pulling slightly. You grab my hips roughly, lifting them and sliding my panties off.
"You won't need these today." You say with a smile.
My hands dig into the carpet as you let my hips drop, sending me sliding a little more. I feel your fingers kneading at my ass again, but I also feel something soft brush against me. I was confused. I didn't recognize this as something we had ever used before.
"I ordered you a little present the other day...well maybe it's more of a present for Me." you say to me, before spreading my cheeks.
I'm helpless to do anything, most of me crumpled on the floor. I hear you open a bottle and poor a cool liquid onto my ass. You rub it into my crack and against my hole. My eyes widened because I literally had no idea what you were doing. I felt something cold and hard pressing against my asshole, and sliding into it. My hips withered at the pressure, it felt huge. I slumped forward, but you grabbed my hips forcing me to stay in place.
"I said don't move you fucking whore." You say, demanding obedience.
You place your foot on my back, forcing my breasts and face harder into the ground. I'd figured out by now that whatever you were putting into me was a butt plug, I felt the smooth pop of it as it was all the way in and reached the indent in the plug. You finished the whole process with a hard slap against my ass cheek. You quickly transitioned, pulling your foot off of me and grabbing me by my hair, forcing the remaining part of my body off of the bed and onto the floor.
"You're going to spend all day today on your hands and your knees, being my little fuck toy. My little pet." you rasped at me.
Pulling me forward slightly by my hair. "Now take that shirt off."
I lifted my arms up quickly to pull my shirt off. Not wanting to displease you. The butt plug offered discomfort as I moved, bigger than what I was used to. I tried to steal a quick glance at what was in my ass before settling back down on my hands, but you interpreted my thoughts and grabbed my hair forcing me to look back down at the ground.
"All in good time my pet." You said.
You reached around behind you to pull something out of your pocket. I recognized it as a leash. I groaned as you clasped the leash onto my collar and yanked suddenly, making me fall forward. I knew this was the beginning of a long day...
The End.
The New Neighbor
Even through the window, Chase could tell that the woman was a looker. Her long blonde hair easily reached her wide hips, while her arms seemed to be smooth and muscular. He could tell that she was definitely on the larger side, but that suited him fine. That's where his preferences ran to, anyways. "More cushion for the pushin'", he thought to himself as he peered over at the new neighbor. She and a male (Chase couldn't tell from their actions whether they were friends, dating, or married) had begun moving items in yesterday, starting with the furniture. It appeared that now they were bringing in all the boxes and knick-knacks. Curious, he kept glancing towards the large picture window as he watched TV, hoping to catch a glimpse that would tell him what type of people these new neighbors were.
They seemed to be nice people. They shared in the job of bringing items into the house, opened the door for each other, and seemed to work nicely in unison; obviously they'd been together long enough for a system and easy camaraderie to have been concretely established. Working together to bring in the larger, heavy items and boxes, muscling open the door... it was almost like a dance. Chase kept glancing over, enjoying the way that the woman's shorts stretched across her voluptuous bottom, showing off the indent between her buttocks. The white tank top she wore soon dampened with sweat, showing the rich purple hue of her bra, and the tendrils of hair brushing her neck and cheeks began to stick to her skin. Chase found himself daydreaming of how she would look in bed. "Probably a lot like that," he thought to himself. "Cheeks pinkened from exertion, damp hair caressing her neck, eyes shiny with excitement, skin moist with a light sheen of perspiration... breasts heavy and full, swinging as she moves..." He closed his eyes, allowing his imagination to take over, unzipping his trousers as he did so.
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Several days later, Chase was outside, reading a magazine and swinging in his hammock, when he began to hear subtle noises from next door. Thinking the new neighbor just had her TV louder than normal, he tuned it out, returning to the article on trout fishing that he had previously been thoroughly engrossed in. A few minutes later, a guttural cry rent the air, and he lifted his upper half off the hammock, wondering if he ought to run next door and make sure everything was alright. As he debated, more noises filled the air. A loud moan, followed by harsh panting and an almost indecipherable sound of "thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack...."
"Good God," he whispered aloud, "the woman is a sex goddess!" Lying back down, Chase put down his magazine, content to listen to the drama unfolding next door. His home hid his backyard from the curious gaze of passersby, while the shrubs he had planted, as well as the neighbors' low picket fence, ensured his complete privacy. As a bachelor, he had need of privacy. Although he was by no means a player, he had his share of women friends, and even if one were not over, he preferred walking around his house nude or wearing only boxer briefs to being fully dressed.
Another loud moan interrupted his reverie, and he fumbled with the button on his now-snug shorts as the air continued to be a conduit between his next door neighbor and himself. Gripping his cock firmly in one hand, he began to slowly pump as he closed his eyes; if he strained his ears, he was able to hear every word.
"Oh fuck yes, fuck me harder!" She was screaming to her lover, her voice hoarse in her passion. The thwack-ing sounds grew louder, and Chase smiled as he placed the sound as that of a tight ball sack vigorously slapping a wet pussy mound during a ferocious, uninhibited sexcapade. His hand moved faster, and a soft moan escaped his lips as he again imagined his beautiful, well-endowed neighbor resting doggy style on her bed, her large breasts swaying with the force of the thrusts from her lover, her long blonde hair a veil around her shoulders as she took the hard length deep into her weeping pussy.
Rhythmic moaning filled the air, turning into fast, coarse grunts as the speed of the thrusts apparently increased. "That's right, you fat slut, giving me your gorgeous body to pound.... Take it like a woman, that's a good girl! Ohhhh, god yes, your fucking pussy is squeezing me so fucking tight, it's all I can do not to cum right now...." Chase heard a man say roughly, a loud smack punctuating every pause. Gripping himself tighter, Chase tensed up, imagining pounding the luscious pussy of his new neighbor, watching her flesh wiggle and jiggle as he moved, grabbing a hard nipple to pinch as he drove himself to completion...
"Ohhhhhhhh," he gasped as his cock began to jerk, his cum erupting like a geyser from the head. He threw his head back, breathing harshly, still pumping hot seed from his cock, as he listened to the neighbor complete his own play. Breathing heavily, willing his heart-rate to return to normal, Chase lie still as the voices next door quieted, a heavy-handed smack and a barely audible "That's my good girl," wafting to him on the breeze. He smiled. If the pleased voice was anything to go by, his new neighbor was quite a ride.
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"Can I borrow your lawnmower?" Fleshy pink lips parted in a pout after the question, obviously disappointed about something.
"I... I beg your pardon?" Chase asked, borrowing time until he could find his tongue again. His neighbor had finally made an appearance on his front step, in an outfit that made his jaw hit the floor. Jean short-shorts, a loose turquoise tank top, and a white sports bra was the frame for her natural beaut
y today, while her feet were encased in a pair of black sneakers. Gold earrings framed her round face, accentuated even more since her hair was pulled up and in a ponytail at the back of her head. Her beautiful blue eyes were emphasized by sooty black lashes, and shone with intelligence and humor, almost as if she could read his thoughts.
"I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself properly, have I? My apologies, I'm Myra, I moved in next door about a week ago," She explained, a smile lifting her lips and making her eyes sparkle even more brightly. "I've been working on unpacking and haven't gotten around to meeting anyone. I was just going to start on some outdoor stuff, but my lawnmower doesn't seem to want to start, and I just can't stand long grass in the yard. It makes me feel so unbearably flustered, like a chicken with my head cut off. I can't start one thing without being side-tracked by another!"
Laughing, Chase extended his hand to the up-beat woman. "I'm Chase," he said with a warm smile, his eyes heating up and running down her length appreciatively as he remembered hearing her tete-a-tete from 2 days ago. "I can understand what you mean. I think if I put off mowing for even a day too long, my yard would be overrun by dandelions!"
Myra nodded, a smile gracing her beautiful face. "So, would you mind if I borrowed your lawnmower?" she asked again, her features turning somewhat serious as she questioned him. Chase shook his head, brown hair ruffling the tips of his ears.
"Absolutely not," he asserted, then, inserting a seductive wink, added "As long as if you don't bring it back by the time I need to landscape, I get to call in a favor."
Myra giggled, sticking out her hand. "Deal!"
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Chase watched her unashamedly from the upstairs window, where he had the best view of her cleavage. He sighed, his eyes lovingly tracing every curve of her large body, lingering on the sites he found most fascinating... such as her beautifully formed buttocks, her prominent breasts, the elegant curve of her neck, and her well-muscled calves.
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