Withdrawing my strap-on from his mouth I instructed sub to unscrew the dick from the harness and replace it with the bigger mother fucker I had brought with me. Reassuringly realistic, it offered perfect penetration, boasting a solid inner core for firmness and adorned with anatomical detail and texture, it stood proud ready for action.
With the wet patch between my thighs ever expanding, I watched as sub again paid attention to the whole of my pretend penis and not just the head. He swirled his tongue around the tip meanwhile massaging the balls like a pro, whilst I violated his ass with two fingers. As sub continued with his duties I readied myself for the climax of the day’s events - a full ass fucking, courtesy of my eight inch strap-on.
I told sub to lie on the bed face down, but to make sure that his ass was high in the air by firstly getting on all fours and then subsequently placing his arms flat in front of him. The pump action of the lube container effectively discharged a massive pool of anal relaxant on to subs rectum and the coldness caused the muscles to contract and his ass hole to almost retract in on itself. Using one hand to spread the sticky substance around and the other to steady myself I placed the tip of my strap-on against the now partially closed hole. Gently, I eased the head of the penis into sub’s ass and he emitted a gasp in response. Slowly but surely I pushed the rest of the shaft into his tight asshole, using a backwards and forwards motion to ease myself into his anal pussy. Quickly sub was the recipient of my whole length and I started to pump his ass, deep and long. I could see that underneath him his cock was rock hard and was yet again drooling its juices in quiet contentment. With every stroke sub’s ass was beginning to loosen but at the same time his anal muscles enveloped the dildo drawing it in further to his ass. With sub face down he wasn’t able to see the debauched scenario but he could without a doubt feel it, especially with me reminding him that he was a dirty worthless ass whore cumslut who was getting his ass fucked like a sissy. As his ass settled into the fuck I used sub’s hips to pull him closer and to delve deeper into his ass. As he became more and more aroused I increased the pace of the penetration alongside the depth until the balls of the strap on were slapping against the accommodating ass and sub was thanking me for every spine tingling thrust.
Subs sighs and moans symbolised nothing less than sheer satisfaction, and he started to pull his cock at an attempt at a half assed wank. As a dominant Mistress I am usually more a fan of allowing my subs and slaves to bring themselves to a climax as opposed to me delivering hand-relief, but to be candid, on this occasion I just couldn’t resist temptation. Sub’s dick was alluring and just as enticing and the hard length was so inviting. Cupping his bollocks in my left hand and gripping his cock with my right I started to wank his manhood. His ample foreskin peeled back as I quickened the pace of my imposed masturbation. Sub writhed upon the bed, his muscles tensing as the intensity of the experience took hold. In return my pussy juiced freely, soaking my thong, the wetness finding its way to the top of my legs. The depth of the collective arousal delivered a multitude of sensations, each with a magnitude capable of initiating further arousal. Sub’s dick was now soaking wet, doused in divine pre-cum that glistened on my gloves. Sub was moaning in a state of induced sexual awakening, and I instinctively knew it was time to provoke his penis further. Withdrawing my cock from his ass, his relief was only short lived. I moved down the bed and reached for a condom, ripping the wrapper as I returned and straddled him. Extracting the rubber from the packet, I perched it on the end of sub’s penis, enveloped the willing cock in my mouth and with dangerous fluency unravelled the sheath all the way down to the base. Retracting upwards I teased the tip of the glans with my tongue, darting over the exposed ridge and in and out of the opening causing sub to squirm as I proficiently took the whole of his cock in my mouth and sucked hard, interspersing the suction with long hard licks. Sub’s cock stiffened further and as his scrotum tightened it was obvious that he needed to come. Relinquishing my grip, all of a sudden I was drawn to his eyes, the expression on his face was one of overwhelment. It was obvious that the bombardment from my blow job was just too much and he exploded forthwith, filling the latex with lashings of luscious spunk to the tune of “I’m coming Mistress, thank you Mistress”. Meanwhile my clit was drowning in the deluge of pussy juice and was so hard it was adamant its demands would not go unnoticed. A job for later I pondered momentarily.
Flogged and fucked, punished and penetrated, I showed the now showered, but unchaste and no longer virginal sub to the door. As Dom not dom egressed, there came an appeal of “Can we do this again please Mistress ...please?” his eyes imploring me to say yes.
In an instant I pushed him against the door, and blocking his exit I pressed my leather clad body hard against his. I could feel his cock harden in salutation to Mistress. Moving closer, and placing an arm either side of his head, I installed myself well and truly in his personal space, so close that the sexual tension was unmistakably palpable. I could feel his breath on my cheek and no doubt he mine, a gentle breeze blended with the sweet smell of sex and pricey perfume.
“That depends” I replied, being deliberately indeterminate.
Looking almost perplexed and somewhat inquisitive sub dared to offer a response, “On what Mistress?”
Momentarily annoyed at his audacity, I grabbed his cock through his jeans and offered a rather curt comeback.
“On whether or not you convince Mistress that you really aren’t just another insolent little shit”. I intensified the grip on his genitalia and sub whimpered somewhat.
“So sub likes that does he” I suggested in a somewhat brusque tone.
“Yes Mistress, thank you Maam”.
Sub’s dick developed further, the solidity of his shaft clearly apparent. My dexterity proved delightful for him as I kneaded his balls with one hand and clutched his cock with the other. I slowly started to move my hand up and down his length and the ecstasy in sub’s eyes was clear to see, and in devious denial I relinquished my grasp.
“Rub your own fucking cock”, my voice was decidedly disciplinarian.
Without hesitation, sub obliged with such obvious obedience and began to rub his prick hard.
“Harder, you worthless fucking sissy” I growled, not taking my eyes off sub’s fingers and thumb which were now grappling with a full blown hard on. Sub was looking directly down at his dick, gleaning pure gratification from such a sight. Putting an end to such prurient pleasures, I cupped his chin in my right hand and forced sub to stare directly into my eyes instead. The euphoria emblazoned across his face suggested that he wasn’t far from climaxing again, at which point a little gentle encouragement never goes amiss and I therefore felt it only appropriate to offer further instruction.
“You displease me sub, you’re not wanking fast enough and don’t you dare fucking come until I tell you to”. Sub’s breathing was beginning to quicken and he was exhaling deeply.
“Please Mistress, let me come, please, I can’t hold it any longer”, sub begged pitifully.
I ignored his plea, and simply used my hand over his to help increase the speed and for added vigour. As sub began to moan uncontrollably, I instinctively knew that he was no longer able to prevent the discharge of another delicious load and I afforded my approval with “You may now come”.
As he ejaculated, the look of relief and sheer satisfaction spread across sub’s face in an instant, whilst the latest lot of spunk soaked through the material of his jeans like ink on blotting paper. Before me stood a sub, sapped of semen, exhausted but enlightened and who had succumbed to his inner most desires at the hands of a Mistress, Goddess, Bitch.
“So is that a yes Mistress?” The parting plea was full of desire and beseech.
With an air of familiarity I once again contemplated the content of my reply. “From now on it’s strictly business”.
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