I have another bell, for your nipple. Your left nipple. It’s a clamp with a little bell attached, but I guess it won’t be ringing much under the latex bra I have for you to wear also. The bell is more for show, and for your mindset, and, of course, to turn me on. I think the bra, pressed into the clamp and bell, will make you keenly aware of your left nipple all day long.
I will seduce you before you realize what you’ve gotten yourself into. I’ll have the bonds tight against your limbs before you can move to escape. My most ominous gag will be secure in your mouth, relentless, to prevent you from talking me out of it. My soft velvet blindfold will hide your piercing eyes should you try to work your charm on me.
I dream of restraining you, making you sweat like that but for me, seeing that pain in your eyes for real. I dream of you on the floor at my feet for another purpose, my little angel of misery. To see my boots up close. And in case you have wondered, that’s why I conveniently shove them under your nose when you kneel with your head down on the dance floor. I smile, and I think, get used to it.
“If you suck the balls, more will come out!” she ordered, moving up so he could reach her latex balls. He sucked on them, and found them to be pliable, so he took them into his mouth and rolled them around his tongue and compressed them, feeling more fluid drip out of the head of the cock against his face, leaving him to try to lick it up with his tongue around the corner of his face.
But Mikki put up her hand as she locked the last buckle of her strap on in place. “Hold on. I earned this. Let me fuck him. Let me see that cum shoot through the tube and watch him suck it down. You are going to SUCK it down right? Right bitch? Because the harder your suck, the less I am going to torture your ass when I am done. So suck it down, whore.”
The next day, as Katrina reviewed her daily briefs, she could not stop thinking about him. She had milked him four times total the day before. She just kept making the guards bring him back, milking him until literally no more cum would squirt from his cock, even though his body twitched painfully from the milking.
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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.