“You want to be a cum drinker, don’t you?” she cooed, petting his head and moving her hips back and forth suggestively, pumping the large, long cock in and out of his mouth. He slurped and moaned and jerked faster with his hand. She watched the precum glisten at the tip of his dick.
Soon Lucas found himself tied to a chair, looking around at all of us. Surrounded by a handful of beautiful women, women he had probably dreamed about. Women he had prayed would one day just say “hello” to him in the hall.
I know this is great torment for him, watching me please myself in this way, and I appease myself by moving my ling spiked heels up his chest alternatively, into his neck, pressing into his skin until he flinches, sliding my fingers inside to his subtle reactions to pain, letting him know how aroused I am by his pathetic discomfort.
I was looking for a bigger dick. I know you wish you could just go out and get a bigger dick when you feel your pathetic little penis is too small (I bet it is bulging now, but earlier it was a shriveled pathetic piece of meat).
If you fail to arrive with either of these items, you will be put in your chastity cage and locked up for the night, and I will go out to play without you. In fact, I might not even come home for the night (that is how serious I am). Or, I might bring home a new playmate and you can listen to us frolic, and listen to me finally have that orgasm I have been putting off all day long.
I can picture you there. Squirming as I move my latex-clad fingers over your helpless frame. I see you, and I see what I want you to become. I see you on all fours in that outfit. I see you on all fours with your legs spread apart wide because of my spreader bar. I see my cock in your mouth, and in your ass.
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I stick my fingers in his mouth. One. Then two. Then three. Wearing gloves. Black latex gloves. Simply satisfied to watch him fight to keep up with me. Violating his lips unceremoniously. No rhyme or reason. His eyes shut tight as if there were mirrors there (there aren’t).
I am speculating now, but I think submissive men are still, for the most part, sensation-oriented, and the femdom of their dreams, or in their fantasies, is more sensation-driven as well. That is, domination is a series of acts and reactions mostly based on physical, sensual, sexual, erotic things. She does it because it turns her on (the act); he endures it because it turns him on (either the act, or her enjoyment of it, or a combination of both).
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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Cracked Good morning my corporate slut, There’s no surprise that I am easily aroused when I know you are absolutely helpless. Unable to cum. Locked in steel chastity. Denied for what must seem like months. When I know that my mere presence puts you in a painful, strained state of tortured denial, my first instict […]
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.