Saturday afternoon. I’m lounging in front of my TV, watching some college football. It just doesn’t get any better. She calls me from the bedroom, sounding urgent. Yay, she must have found a spider. I make my way to the bedroom only to find her dressed in a black leather corset, stockings, and spike heels. She’s holding a riding crop. When did she get THAT shit?
“Lie down on the bed…NOW” she says in a stern voice.
I see cuffs on all four bedposts. OK, so it DOES get better than college football. I’m on the bed faster than Nolan Ryan’s fastball. Google it. She cuffs my wrists and ankles to the bedposts. Way better than college football. Did I mention I stripped? Well yeah I’m naked.
She approaches the bed carrying the crop. She begins to tease my balls with the soft leather strap, then my cock, which is now growing harder. She has a devilish smile on her face. I don’t even remember what game I was watching anymore. Suddenly she slaps my chest hard with the crop.
“Damn! That thing hurts!” I exclaim.
“Yes, it does. And its going to hurt a whole lot more if you don’t shut up and follow my orders,“ she says calmly. She reaches down and begins to stroke my now hard cock. Then she leans over and begins to lick the head, just teasing it with her tongue. Oh fuck yeah, football what? She was teasing the shit out of me with that tongue. I’m straining with the cuffs because I want to grab her head and push my cock into her mouth. What a total tease!
“Whatever happens, you are NOT to cum until I give you the OK…do you understand?” she says as she gives me a sideways glance.
“No doubt babydoll,” I answer but practically before I’m finished she’s squeezing my balls so fucking hard I feel like they’re about to burst, and not in a good way! “FUCK!!” I yell….”Jesus H Fucking Christ on a popsicle stick you trying to kill me???”
Then she slaps me on the chest again hard with the riding crop. “Shut up, fucktoy! From now on, I’m the boss. If you cum without MY permission, you will be punished!” and to emphasize the point she slapped my chest again with the crop even harder.
Then she takes me in her mouth, finally… and begins to suck my cock like she hadn’t had a drink in weeks. My cock begins to throb, I’m moaning…”yeah baby here it comes” I whisper and she fucking bites my cock, hard!! “Son of a bitch!” and suddenly she’s smacking me with the damn crop again, over and over.
“Mistress Jackie you fucking worm!! My name is MISTRESS Jackie and you’d better learn to address Me properly. Then she’s climbing onto the bed and straddling my face, pressing her pussy down onto my mouth. “Eat my fucking pussy!” she yells as she reaches back and yanks my cock half off.
Wasting no time I slide my tongue in her and lick her as if my life depended upon it. Which maybe it kind of does seeing I’m fucking tied up and helpless. I lick her fiercely as she grinds her pussy hard against my face. Soon she’s moaning and cumming in my mouth. I’m licking it up and loving it. She’s usually very passive but now she’s on me like a fucking animal. Oddly she doesn’t stop. Usually once she comes she wants my cock, but today she keeps going, grinding my face. Fucking my face. She goes on and on and comes a second time. Now I’m amazed she’s still grinding my fucking face. I certainly lost track of time, and can’t remember how many times she came, but unbelievably I was actually glad when she finally climbed off. Afternoon had turned into evening and my tongue could barely move, felt like my nose was broken, but damn it was awesome. No idea how much of her I drank.
Finally she climbed onto my cock. I was ready to burst. Then she pressed the shaft of the crop against my throat, choking me! “Don’t even THINK of cumming yet, fucktoy. You haven’t even come close to earning that right yet…” With that she started to ride my cock slowly, sensually, building up speed. Soon my cock was on fire, my thighs tingling, toes curling as she rode me hard. She could tell when I was close and kept pressing that shaft against my throat. Damn! This was hot!
Again I lost track of time and how many times she came, but by the time she was done my cock was on fire. I mean rubbed raw on fire. She straddled my face one more time, told me to clean her up – which I gladly did. Then she got off the bed and went to the shower. Leaving me cuffed. WTF!!!!! I tried a few times, but the damn things were real. When she got out of the shower she brought me a bottle, held my cock while I pee’d into it.
“’I’m going out with the girls tonight, darling “ she explained as she did her hair and makeup. “You will remain cuffed until I return…” Fuck it, I thought. I was spent anyways and I drifted into a blissful sleep….
