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Pan Female Dominant, 49,  Los Angeles, California
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My slave knows what he wants. Hes a white knight to the rest of the world but behind closed doors, he is mine in all ways. I offer TPE, structure and control in exchange for stability and ease in my life. I am a one of a kind woman. Only the truly worthy need contact me. Im from San Francisco, but I live in Los Angeles right now. Im open to either

Heres my latest story

The room was dark. Hed been bound to his chair for three hours, waiting. His shoulders ached from being stretched, arms behind his back. The rest of him felt ok except for his mind, which wouldnt calm down. It raced with ideas of what she might do to him when she finally came home. Some were too scary to think about so hed just imagine her face, smiling and sweet and hope she was feeling generous tonight.
He heard the front door open and then her heels on the wood floor. Wait, was that another pair of heels clacking on the floor? Who was with her? His stomach jumped around at the possibilities. Suddenly, his mouth was watering and all he could think about was cock. Cock in his mouth. Cock down his throat. Even cock in his ass. He just wanted cock, any cock. The drool ran down his chin.
She was coming down the hall towards him. Hed know that gate anywhere, how she swung her hips as she walked, heels so high she was almost standing on her tip toes. BABY! she called as she came into the room. I missed you! He could hear her laughing under her breath as she took in the sight of him. He couldnt see her. He was hooded with only an opening for his mouth. hihhh Mhhisssthreth, he tried to talk. He sounded like an idiot. He heard her laughing again. Hi baby, she was leaning in to kiss him hello. He felt her soft lips on his. He wanted her tongue, but she withdrew quickly, leaving him hungry.
He jumped as she dragged her nails across his aching shoulders. She was checking the ropes. I see someone was struggling, she said as she tightened the ropes, pulling his arms back further, the pain searing in his shoulders. She checked the binding on his legs and ankles. I want to make sure you cant move, she said. He knew something was coming. He couldnt begin to fathom what with her. He just never knew what shed do next. Are you ready? He just nodded his head and made a small pathetic grunting noise. He hated feeling like this, trapped, helpless. He hated it so much he loved it. If he could spend his life tied to his chair he would.
Then the other heels clicking on the wood floor came into the room. She didnt say anything. He assumed it was a she. He realized it really could be a he or a she or an in between, knowing his mistress. He was very nervous. He felt his mistress finger under his chin, raising it higher and pushing the back of his head forward. Mouth open, slut. He did as he was told and was rewarded with a hard nipple. He sucked at it desperately. Something was different. This wasnt his Mistress breast. He could tell by the shape, smaller, not as bountiful and full. It tasted sweet. You like that, baby? Its called honey dust. He just groaned and lapped at the nipple in his mouth. Whoever was with her wasnt saying a word.
He heard his mistress cross the room, rummage around in the closet for a minute and then come back to where he and the mystery breast were. She laid what he assumed was a towel across his lap. I dont want you to ruin your pretty dress with all that drool. She had this way of making him feel small with just her words.
And then before he could process, the nipple was gone and there was the tip of a cock on his lips. His heart started pounding really hard. Hed wanted this for so long, thought about it for years. And here it was. Finally. He took a deep breath and licked the tip softly. He heard a voice moaning. It sounded female. This must be a transgirl, he thought to himself, his stomach doing summersaults. He tried to take the cock into his mouth but his mistress voice telling him to go slowly and not be so greedy slowed him down. He swirled his tongue around the soft tip, the taste of pre-cum in his mouth. Well, Im a cocksucker now, went through his mind. The cock itself was semi hard, that much he could tell with his mouth. He ran his tongue down the shaft, leaning forward, pulling against his ties. His shoulders stung. He didnt care.
The mystery person put her hands on his aching shoulders and slid the length of her cock into his wet mouth. It was big, bigger than his. He wanted it all. The cock slid in and out, forcing his mouth further open. He gagged as it hit the back of his throat. Then he could hear them both laughing. Laughing at his discomfort. Laughing because they all knew he loved every second of it. Slowly in and then slowly out as it hardened in his mouth. Youre my good girl, his mistress whispered in his ear.
Then more forcibly, the cock started ramming into him and down his throat, over and over. He couldnt breathe. He tried to relax his throat and take it all but it was so big and hard. Every time it would touch his throat, hed gag. The cock kept going, no hesitation. Finally it was all the way inside him. He felt relief that he could take the whole cock. He wasnt sure there for a minute. And then the cock started fucking his mouth. Hands on the sides of his head, it moved faster, harder until she was ramming it into his mouth. She was moaning and groaning, his mistress still laughing. All he could do was take it. He felt the drool flooding from his mouth as the big hard cock used him. He was born to be used like this. He just knew it, deep in his soul. He finally had his dream come true and he couldnt have been happier.
She face fucked him for what seemed like forever. Every once in a while his mistress words in his ear slut, whore, bitch, piece of ass. Each of them made him harder, but he was locked in his chastity cage so all it did was make it hurt even worse. He couldnt control any of it. Not the cock, not his cock. He was at their mercy. His cock dripped and pulsed as the cock in his mouth moved faster and faster.
He wondered if his mistress was going to allow this stranger to cum in his mouth when suddenly, the cock stopped, pulsed very fast and cum was shooting into his throat. The salty taste hed been dreaming of on his tongue, running out the sides of his mouth. He lapped at it, trying to get as much as he could. He would drink it from a glass if shed told him to. The cock seemed to cum for a very long time. He was gagging and drinking and hard as a rock.
When the cock was finished with him, it pulled out. His mouth was still full of cum. He gulped it down and tried to breathe through his nose. He was such a whore he wished there were more cocks to service. He wanted to be used like this all night. He blushed at his own dirty thoughts. Then the cock and his mistress walked out of the room together, talking about dinner next week and maybe some more fun and games. Was she not even going to let him see who it was? She flipped the lights off and closed the door and he was alone again. Alone with the taste of cum in his mouth. Alone with his body twisted and tied, his muscles burning from the strain. Alone with the realization that it wasnt a fantasy anymore He was an official cock sucker. He had tasted anothers cum and he wanted more. And there he sat, for what seemed like another three hours, reliving what had just happened over and over again.












 Dominant Female

 Los Angeles 


 Willing to Relocate

 5' 0"






Actively Seeking:

Submissive Transgender

Submissive female

Sub / Slave Male


 You begging

 Blindfolding you

 You worshiping my body

 Keeping you locked in tamper evident chastity at all times

 You wearing my collar

 Giving you corner time facing the wall

 Feminizing you

 Disciplining your male parts

 You kissing and worshiping my feet

 Mental Bondage

 Total control of your orgasms

 Sensation Play

 Spanking you

 Dominating you with a strap-on

 Vacuum Stimulation

 Hard Limits:



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