In my second year of college, while away at school, I threw away a set of steel shackles, a spreader bar, two blindfolds, bondage mittens, nipple clamps and a whole stack of magazines devoted to female domination.
This time, though, I am going to fuck you on your back. Your legs up (I might even put you in some high heels). I will fuck you, standing, your ass up in the air. You will be forced to look up at me, at your own pathetic dick in your face as I pull your panties down even more.
But this is just custom-made for us closeted and non-closeted female sadists who enjoy seeing a man suffer at the hands of a cruel woman
You will be cleaning up after us as well, and may even serve in some toilet duties depending on the whims of the dominants
Monica smiled, zipping her catsuit back up all the way. "I think you need to spend less time thinking about fucking, and more time working on your face offs."
Paul has not worn men's underwear in months now. He wears my panties to work every day, or wears the silky things I make him pick out and try on at the Victoria's Secret at the mall. This humiliation ritual is just one of the many things I do to him to keep his male-ness in check and turn him into the perfect lesbian slave for me.
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All the while, my big shaft in your mouth, you can’t hide that your own dick is absolutely bulging, popping out of the pink lace panties, the tip of it glistening with your own precum. How embarrassing for you. I would make you scoop up all of that pre-cum and lick it up, slurp it, savor it.
"I want to tie you up in your frilly little bra and panties, in locking high heels. I want to make you watch a real man stick his cock in me. A big, eight inch dick, something that puts your pathetic little two inch penis to shame."
I start putting my fingers in his mouth and he sucked graciously but not self indulgently, then pulled away because I was gagging him.
Still, he didn’t beg for the cock. The harness was hanging behind me off the closet door. Freshly lubricated, in fact.
It feels wonderful to be miserable. It feels very alive. To feel desire -- relentless desire -- for something I cannot even predict. I just know I want a man. A new man. I want a new taste. I want to identify, pursue, seduce, and conquer someone who walks this planet at this very moment without the faintest idea how his life will change.
This is based on my own experiences completely. I have met and played with many submissives who come to me with a lot of “real life experience” (which is good) — all from professionals (which can be bad, if they develop some unrealistic expectations). The point of this article is not to condemn pro dommes […]
Chastity Despair Good morning my corporate slut, You must feel so absolutely powerless when you look down at your locked up dick. There may be brief moments when you forget about who really owns your cock and balls, but the device is a constant reminder that you are owned property. Your dick is mine. Your […]
I know you’ve got plenty of experience serving me in front of one of my friends, or serving a girlfriend of mine while I give direction. You’ve even had the pleasure of having a cock both in your ass and in your mouth at the same time, but I bet that memory is almost a blur. You’ve been dual fucked, and you’ve been used by me and a friend. You’ve proven that you are capable of serving two demanding women at once – both orally and anally.