I want you to leave me a voice mail right now. You know my number. On this message, I want you to tell me what a nasty, dirty bitch you are. I want you to tell me that your new nickname is HOLE, because that is all you are to me.
An hour of face sitting. Right when you get home from work. And why not? Only the third or forth day in chastity, the scent of my ass would leave you reeling, unable to compose yourself. Making you “work your way up” to pleasuring more desirable parts of my body, as newly locked up slaves always start at the bottom of the totem pole.
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.
Those panties will soon become quite comfortable to you. I feel like making you drop your trousers around your thighs right now to masturbate right through the panties this morning. So you ache. So the panties get wet. Soaked with lust and desire. I'm going to torture you today.
After the new harness is in place, I have a special pair of panties for you to wear. Humiliation panties. I call them that because they are frilly white lace, a few sizes too small.
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Friday. Another full moon. His stomach immediately was in knots. His palms started to sweat. He pondered picking up the phone and telling her no. Telling her no right then. After last time, while the closeness afterward was a level he'd never experienced before, true fear of her other self was terrifying him. To Laura, he could endure anything.
He resisted for a second and she dug her boot heel into his back. Such ruthless, cruel treatment, so sudden, I observed, but so appropriately hot. Stephen obeyed, leaning forward and lifting his head, dropping it forward into the bowl, almost graciously, splashing about to drink.
The goal was simple. I wanted to seduce and capture that submissive-in-hiding, or even a curious vanilla boy that just didn’t know he needed to be tied up and gagged yet. I was the queen of corrupting the unsuspected. Halloween was the perfect time to wear a provocative costume with a pretty blatant “hint” and let the suggestive flirtation do the rest.
Naked Weekend Slut Good morning my corporate slut, In light of your recent success in the boardroom, I thought it was time to bring you down a notch. You know, as much as I adore your cocky self confidence and fortune five hundred smile, there are times when I need nothing more than to see […]
Good morning my corporate slut, This morning I was thinking about you. I was pleasuring myself thinking about you, actually, and I bet you’d like all the graphic details about that. Wouldn’t it be painful to read about, knowing your cock is just going to swell up in the tight confines of that cage and […]
You have to stand up and pull out your cock, then get your sandwich out of the bag. Put your sandwich on the table and open it up, and point your dick right at it. I want a picture of all of this as proof, slut.
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.