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| Young energetic and innocent... on the outside. I have a dark brutal fettish. Ready and waiting to punish and degrade you the only way a young findom with a masters in applied physics can. Let me make you defy gravity. Feel the high of cuming down from the dizzying heights I take you to.
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Slowly he walked through the door, uncertain what to expect. Cautious, trepidatious, unnerved. Exactly the way I liked him. Finally making his way into the bedroom, he found me draped across the bed in nothing but a white corset and good-girl polka dot panties, but he knew that I was far from being a good-girl. In any case, the black leather riding crop in my mouth would tell him that much.
"Hard day at work baby?" I asked, in a feigned sweetly innocent voice. "Very, Mistress" he replied. I smiled, eyeing the bulge in his pants "I'm about to make it harder." I instructed him closer and ordered him to remove all his clothes with a gesture from my riding crop. He did it well, all the while keeping his eyes fixed on my feet. Of course he knew where to start, I had trained him well after all. After a significant amount of foot worship, it was time to have some real fun.
"Hmm... that just won't do" I said, looking down at his erection. I kissed him gently on the mouth, pulling him onto the bed before delivering an unexpected strike to his scrotum. He flinched violently but dared not make a sound. He grew larger and larger between strikes and kisses, until he was just the right size. His breath was now ragged and short. "Ready to cum just from that?" I whispered while nibbling on his ear. "Yyyesss Mmmistress" he responded. "You are one horney little bitch indeed" I said, "But you WILL NOT ruin my fun just yet" . Eyes closed, he did not see the clamps, but he sure did feel them as I clamped his foreskin tightly shut over his very, very hard cock. It turned red instantly and got even harder as I began to suck him off, running my tongue along his thick long shaft. Head thrown back back and toes curling, he was cuming and cuming hard, but his cum trapped in his foreskin had nowhere to go. I watched it swell and heard him moan in pain. I struck his groin with the crop, "shhhhh, enjoy the pain baby, don't fight it" I whispered, watching him in full admiration.
Finally, when his orgasm stopped, I placed a martini glass under his swollen cock and removed the clamps. His cum flowed into the glass like a waterfall. .. He really did make me proud. "Open up and don't waste waste a drop" I said as I brought the glass to his lips. He did exactly as he was told. "Good boy" I crooned "now for your reward, undress me and make love to me"... and so he did. |
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"Take of your clothes, except for your tie" were the first words I said to him as he stepped through the door. Wall Street Securities Trader by day, my slutty little slave by night. The double life that no one, including his wife knew about. While I had him completely naked, kneeling on my kitchen floor with my stiletto up his ass and nearly choking the life out of him with his tie, I hit him hard across the ass with a wooden spoon. He let out a stifled moan of pain. "Shut up" I said to him, "your mistress did not permit you to make a sound". "By the way, what did you tell your wife, hmm? Late night or out of town on a business trip?" "Late night MisAAAAAH!" His body shuddered from the pain of my next strike. "I told you to shut the fuck up" I shouted, "Either way my darling, you're going to pay for telling lies". I didn't need to elaborate any further. He knew what was coming next. |
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I shoved my fist down his throat until I heard him gag. His silent plea for mercy, but I would not give it yet. It needed to be earned. Pushing my fist even deeper down the back of his throat, I pulled him by the hair, put my my lips to his ear and asked, "do you like my new shoes, pet? I bought them with your money." His answer came in a gagged choke,I knew he was fighting hard not to throw up on me. He knew that if he did, he would be punished. I smiled, "I knew you'd like them, now if I unbind your balls, you'll cum all over them won't you?" Almost instantly and on command he gushed all over them while I rubbed and stroked his hard, erect cock. White milky cum, almost filling my red stiletto pumps to the brim. "Did you like that?" I asked removing my hand from his mouth. "Yes Mistress" he answered, breathless and quivering. "Good boy" , I responded before I struck his still tender ass with my cane. "Now, drink it all up you little bitch" |
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"Please" he whispered, bound and on his knees with eyes lowered. I slapped him hard across the face and yelled "please who? You pathetic little slave?" . Holding his face from the sting of my slap he answered "please Mistress. Please torture me no more. Please let me find release. " Hearing the urgency in his voice, the desperation raw and uncovered pleased me. Lowering my face to his, I kissed him fully and strongly on the mouth, tasting myself on his lips from our oral earlier. His moaning grew louder the harder I rubbed and tugged on his penis. I could feel him getting ready to shoot his load. But I was not going to allow him to. Not yet... |
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| Age: 29 |
| ORLANDO,
Florida |
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