Was that a dream?
Laughing, we leave the bar together. I insist that I walk you home. When we get to your place, now you insist that I come inside for another drink. "Bourbon please."
We talk and laugh more. And drink more. It’s so late. You insist that I don’t walk home. You tell me to get ready for bed while you get a blanket. When you return, a sly smile crosses your face when you see me naked. You tell me to lie down on the couch and cover me with the blanket. I stretch my hands over my head and bump into some cords.
"What are these I ask?"
"Would you like to find out?" you reply, as that sly smile grows.
"Of course, I’m game for anything."
"We’ll see," you reply. You straddle my chest over the blanket and whisper in my ear, “I’ll show you, but you must do exactly as I say. Can you do that?”
"Yes," I reply as your hot breath in my ear and along my neck has stirred my loins.
"Yes what?" as you slap my face.
"Yes mistress?" I’m not sure how to answer.
"That’s better, but clearly you need to be taught a lesson tonight. And I’m going to help you out. You want that, don’t you?"
"Oh yes please." A stinging slap. "Oh yes please, Mistress," I correct myself.
"Every time you open your mouth you upset me. Don’t say anything." You get up and come back with something behind your back. "Open your mouth but don’t say anything."
I do as I am told. Next thing I know, you have placed a bright red ball in my mouth and are fastening the straps around my head.
I know I should have left when I saw you bring out the ball gag. I mean I just met you at the bar and you were getting kinky so fast. But I couldn’t help my self. Something inside me just wanted to agree with you. And now as you lick my face, starting with my chin over the gag and up my cheek, my cock has become rock hard and I think, “I’d do anything for this kinky lady.”
Before I know it, you have wrapped thick cuffs around my wrists and pulled a rope tight over a series of pulley wheels. My arms are jerked tight over my head and I feel like I’m being pulled and stretched. Next, you quickly attach two cuffs to my ankles. Slowly you start pulling the rope. While you are much smaller than I, you are stretching me effortlessly.
"Mmmmrrph" I mutter through the gag.
"Is that to tight?" You laugh and then give it another yank before tieing off the rope. "Sorry, I can’t hear what your saying!" As you laugh again. "I guess I’ll just have to listen to the voices in my head," you say to yourself. "You want to make me happy, don’t you?"
"Mrrrmph" I moan as I nod my head.
"Good, let’s see what I have to work with," as you pull the blanket off me. "Hmm. Nice, I cant wait to use your big tool, but that won’t be for a while," as you laugh again. "First things first. You are going to learn how to please me. Would you like that?"
"Mrrrmph" I moan as I nod my head again.
"I'm going to take off this gag, but you are not to speak. Understand?" as you sit on my chest again.
I nod my head as you move your knees to both sides of my head. I can feel the heat inches from my face. You unbuckle the strap and grab a hand full of hair as you pull out the gag and quickly replace it with your hot mound. "Stick out your tongue," you order, as you spread your lips. "Deeper bitch!" you command. I’m reaching as far as I can. You are grinding harder and harder. Slamming up and down on my face. My lip is cut from your thrashing and I can taste my blood mixed with your flowing juices. Ever harder you ride until 10 minutes later you yell in triumph, and pull off enough that you can squirt all over my face and not just in my mouth.
As you get up, I am panting for air, soaked, stretched out, and needing some relief for my big throbbing cock. "Did I please you mistress?" I ask, hoping that you will return the favor.
"Darling, class is just getting started," you respond as you spank my cock.
"But, …"
Slap across my face again. My cheek stings. You climb over my face reverse this time. You grab your pussy lips and cover my mouth and nose and tell me I need to learn not to speak except when spoke to. I can’t breath. I try to get out, but I’m still tied and stretched. I buck my body. You get up and I take a gulp of air as you sit back down and cover my mouth and nose again. 10 times in total. I am so relieved when you say "Ok, have you learned this lesson?"
"Yes mistress."
"Good, now we can go on to the next lesson. I am going to call a friend to help with this one. Would you like that?"
"Yes mistress," I reply.
Let me know in the comments who does my kinky mistress call? And what happens next?
A. Her bitchy girlfriend?
B. Her dominant transgender roommate?
C. Her horny boyfriend?
We talk and laugh more. And drink more. It’s so late. You insist that I don’t walk home. You tell me to get ready for bed while you get a blanket. When you return, a sly smile crosses your face when you see me naked. You tell me to lie down on the couch and cover me with the blanket. I stretch my hands over my head and bump into some cords.
"What are these I ask?"
"Would you like to find out?" you reply, as that sly smile grows.
"Of course, I’m game for anything."
"We’ll see," you reply. You straddle my chest over the blanket and whisper in my ear, “I’ll show you, but you must do exactly as I say. Can you do that?”
"Yes," I reply as your hot breath in my ear and along my neck has stirred my loins.
"Yes what?" as you slap my face.
"Yes mistress?" I’m not sure how to answer.
"That’s better, but clearly you need to be taught a lesson tonight. And I’m going to help you out. You want that, don’t you?"
"Oh yes please." A stinging slap. "Oh yes please, Mistress," I correct myself.
"Every time you open your mouth you upset me. Don’t say anything." You get up and come back with something behind your back. "Open your mouth but don’t say anything."
I do as I am told. Next thing I know, you have placed a bright red ball in my mouth and are fastening the straps around my head.
I know I should have left when I saw you bring out the ball gag. I mean I just met you at the bar and you were getting kinky so fast. But I couldn’t help my self. Something inside me just wanted to agree with you. And now as you lick my face, starting with my chin over the gag and up my cheek, my cock has become rock hard and I think, “I’d do anything for this kinky lady.”
Before I know it, you have wrapped thick cuffs around my wrists and pulled a rope tight over a series of pulley wheels. My arms are jerked tight over my head and I feel like I’m being pulled and stretched. Next, you quickly attach two cuffs to my ankles. Slowly you start pulling the rope. While you are much smaller than I, you are stretching me effortlessly.
"Mmmmrrph" I mutter through the gag.
"Is that to tight?" You laugh and then give it another yank before tieing off the rope. "Sorry, I can’t hear what your saying!" As you laugh again. "I guess I’ll just have to listen to the voices in my head," you say to yourself. "You want to make me happy, don’t you?"
"Mrrrmph" I moan as I nod my head.
"Good, let’s see what I have to work with," as you pull the blanket off me. "Hmm. Nice, I cant wait to use your big tool, but that won’t be for a while," as you laugh again. "First things first. You are going to learn how to please me. Would you like that?"
"Mrrrmph" I moan as I nod my head again.
"I'm going to take off this gag, but you are not to speak. Understand?" as you sit on my chest again.
I nod my head as you move your knees to both sides of my head. I can feel the heat inches from my face. You unbuckle the strap and grab a hand full of hair as you pull out the gag and quickly replace it with your hot mound. "Stick out your tongue," you order, as you spread your lips. "Deeper bitch!" you command. I’m reaching as far as I can. You are grinding harder and harder. Slamming up and down on my face. My lip is cut from your thrashing and I can taste my blood mixed with your flowing juices. Ever harder you ride until 10 minutes later you yell in triumph, and pull off enough that you can squirt all over my face and not just in my mouth.
As you get up, I am panting for air, soaked, stretched out, and needing some relief for my big throbbing cock. "Did I please you mistress?" I ask, hoping that you will return the favor.
"Darling, class is just getting started," you respond as you spank my cock.
"But, …"
Slap across my face again. My cheek stings. You climb over my face reverse this time. You grab your pussy lips and cover my mouth and nose and tell me I need to learn not to speak except when spoke to. I can’t breath. I try to get out, but I’m still tied and stretched. I buck my body. You get up and I take a gulp of air as you sit back down and cover my mouth and nose again. 10 times in total. I am so relieved when you say "Ok, have you learned this lesson?"
"Yes mistress."
"Good, now we can go on to the next lesson. I am going to call a friend to help with this one. Would you like that?"
"Yes mistress," I reply.
Let me know in the comments who does my kinky mistress call? And what happens next?
A. Her bitchy girlfriend?
B. Her dominant transgender roommate?
C. Her horny boyfriend?
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