“First, you need to taste some desert!” I told him, reaching out with a smile. The plate was handed to me. Part of me wanted Matthew to actually see the cum-covered mess he was about to eat. Anna had taken the liberty of smashing it up a little so the cum was mixed in quite well. It was still very visible in white, creamy blobs all over the top of the cheesecake.
What turned me on most of all was how well he could deep throat it. Despite the pain in his balls, the pressure of the cage as his cock stiffened instinctively, he managed to open his jaw wide and take the largest dick all the way down his throat. His eyes watered and his lips started to get puffy in a matter of minutes, but he kept on sucking.
Matthew looked up at me, his expression one of desperation, humiliation and need. He didn’t need to suck a dick; no, he needed to please me, to get me off. I knew there was nothing more disgusting to him at that very moment than taking this man’s dick into his mouth; but at the same time, it was as if that was the only thing in the world that would satisfy him. Because it was what I wanted. And he could see, as my skirt was rolled up, that I was already fingering myself a little, watching, a hungry smile on my face, a bit of a knowing smirk. He knew I’d been waiting for this all night, and he didn’t want to keep me waiting any longer. Matthew was gagging on the warm cock because of its size. He could barely get a couple inches in at first, that is, until I told him he had to. I grabbed him by the hair and told him not to disappoint me, that I wanted him to deep throat all of that cock, and that I knew he could do it.
I pulled him by the hips to back him up, made him bend over, but ordered him to keep his palms flat against the glass and to keep watching, to never close his eyes, and to never look away. I wanted to humiliate him, to make him watch me fuck his ass and treat him like a whore.
Having his legs up, knees bent, ankles strapped in stirrups was even more objectifying and hot. The position was such that his legs were pulled back and up far enough that his ass was pointed up and his hole was visible and accessible to all. Still tight and willing, it sat there as an invitation to all that wanted to violate him - by finger, by tongue, by dildo, or by cock.
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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.