Latex Futa Nuns From Hell – Chapter 09 – Queen Takes Knight

The cool recycled air slid across Jessica’s bare arms as she exited her office. It was an early summer day and the Texas heat was already blistering. It was much too warm to wear a full latex habit. She’d forgone the traditional top, veil and her usual latex arm-gloves for today. Instead, she wore a lovely black leather corset with a long latex skirt below. Her luxurious, dark curls hung all around her head, complimenting her mocha skin perfectly.

Almost a year ago, Jessica swore the Sisterhood would have central air. It was arranged in the spring and installed just in time as the days grew longer and hotter. The temperature, however, was never allowed to approach frigid. Women had suffered for ages in freezing work environments where the AC was cranked to accommodate men. At the Daughters of Lilith, women dressed as they pleased and men dressed as their Mistresses commanded. Most were confined to full leather or latex gimp suits, regardless of the weather. Jessica’s assistant was no exception.

“Hey Matthew” she spoke as she approached his desk from behind. She brought her curvy body to his sitting form and pressed herself against him. She loved teasing her assistant like this and the silky latex of her skirt felt heavenly smoothed against her cock. “What’s the rest of my day look like?”

“Mistress Superior” he said, turning and nodding before shifting back to his monitor. He’d tried not to stare at her bulge and failed miserably. “Ummm, you have lunch with Mistress Abigail in an hour. After that, you’re meeting with Mr. Heinlein at two.”

“Right… Isn’t he the one that donated five thousand dollars?”

“Yes, and Mistress Vicky said he was prepared to give another fifteen thousand for fifteen minutes of your time.”

“A thousand dollars a minute. I suppose that’s fair compensation to meet with me. Even for a complete stranger. What do you think, slut?”

She ran her right hand through his thick brown hair. Jessica had permitted him to remove his hood earlier that morning. The young man’s head was the only part of him not encased in black rubber. She enjoyed making men squirm in fetish attire, but she wasn’t cruel. Especially to the ones that pleased her.

“Your time is invaluable, Mistress Superior, but it will be as you say.”

Matthew swallowed involuntarily. His heartbeat ticked up the longer she pressed herself on him. Jessica could sense his anxiety and lust. He was thirsty.

“When was the last time you were fed?”

“Last night, Mistress.”

“Thirsty again already, hmmm? Whatever will we do?”

Jessica reached down and ran a finger along the thick piece of leather around his neck. He was collared property of the Sisterhood, but no woman had claimed him as their own. His collar tag was marked only “DOL” for “Daughters of Lilith.” He was no Mistresses’ personal slave, yet. That meant any woman on campus could take him virtually any time they wished.

“What is it that you want more than anything, Matthew?”

She knew the answer, but loved making him say it.

“To be yours, Mistress Jessica…”

She gave his collar a firm tug, indicating that he should stand. Matthew followed her lead and she kicked his chair out of the way before applying firm pressure to his back. He bent over the desk like an obedient slave, only too eager to serve. Jessica’s fleshy weapon was hardening, causing her shiny latex skirt to tent considerably. She reached down and massaged his ass hungrily through the thick, black latex of his bodysuit.

“And what if I prefer you as public gimp property that any of my Sisters can fuck as they please?”

“Then I will remain this way until someone claims me, Mistress.”

*SMACK*

She scorched his right ass cheek with her bare hand. “Good boy…”

The sound of two zippers unfurling followed one after the other. First Matthew’s ass and then Jessica’s skirt. She nudged his legs apart and stroked her dark, brown club of flesh before bringing the tip to his waiting vanilla pucker. She entered Matthew unceremoniously and they both moaned. He in yielding accommodation and Jessica in pure pleasure.

She felt his gleaming, latex-clad form up and down, tracing his back and sides with her hands as she began fucking him slowly. Matthew was medium build and trim. The thick rubber clung to his body handsomely. His pleasing form, baby blue eyes and eagerness to please had been the main reasons she’d chosen him as her assistant. Fucking him just before lunch had become a daily ritual she looked forward to.

Jessica picked up the pace. Her full, bulging length of dark cock-meat buried itself in his welcoming bottom. Her fat scrotum slapped against his ass. She grabbed his arm and pulled it behind his back, adding a dash of pain to go with the pleasure of getting filled over and over by his well hung Goddess. Matthew moaned again. This time he was begging for more.

One of the Sisters walking through the hallway heard the two of them and stopped to peer into the reception area. She watched Jessica pounding Matthew against the desk for a few seconds before smiling and walking off. Jessica’s libido launched into second gear as she plowed him even harder.

She loved that the Sisterhood had built a place where this was common. Jessica regularly took unbound slaves all over campus, at will. It was useful not only to sate her hunger, but to remind her new Sisters that they had the right and should exercise it as much as they liked. It didn’t hurt that the longer she’d been a Succubus, the more she found exhibition to be a turn-on.

Jessica gazed down at her shiny, gimp slave secretary as she railed him into oblivion. She released his arm and grabbed the back of his collar instead. The insatiable Domina pulled on it sternly, tugging his head back as she spoke.

“Alright slut boy, let’s play a game!” she said between forceful fucks into his gripping man-cunt. “The game is called: How thirsty are you?!? I’m going to cum, either in your ass or your mouth. Which one is up to you, but if you want it in your mouth, there are conditions.”

“Yes, Mistress!” he replied in a weak, raspy voice. The leather collar was tight around his throat.

“If you wish to drink my essence, you will report to my office after lunch for thirty lashes with the whip! You will crawl on your hands and knees for the rest of the day. And you will report to the anal only cumfessional for two hours of service when your shift is over.”

Matthew grunted as she slammed into his hips with extra force. The dirty talk and full control she was exerting drove Jessica wild.

“Remember, this is not a command. It is your choice. Where do you want it?”

“In my mouth! Please, Mistress!”

“Are you sure?!?” she demanded. Sweat beaded on her face as she pounded him nonstop. She smiled wickedly as she waited for his response. This was another answer she already knew.

“….yes, Mistress! I’ll do anything! Please, feed me your cum!!!”

Jessica stopped her aggressive fucking and pulled out of his battered sphincter with a wet slurch. Strands of pre-cum stretched from her glans to his pucker as she released his collar and grabbed him by the hair instead.

“Of course you will, bitch! Now, get on your knees.”

Matthew slid to the floor as she yanked his hair and re-positioned herself in front of him. She waved her long, fat, dripping cock in front of his face before slapping it against his cheek a few times. Jessica brought the oozing tip to his mouth and shoved it home between eager lips. His moans quickly faded into a half-gag as she pressed herself deeper into the wet, warm cavern of his mouth.

“Get the musky taste of your ass off my cock, slut! SUCK IT GOOD!!!”

Her left hand joined her right, digging into Matthew’s brown locks. She established a firm grip on his head as she began sawing back and forth in his heavenly tunnel of sucking flesh. Her cock inched further down his throat with each smooth thrust as her twitching scrotum grew closer to his chin. Loud slurps and the occasional pocket of escaped air smacked from the young man’s lips as he fellated Mistress Superior with every bit of skill his tongue and cheeks could muster.

Minutes flew by as she she face-fucked him into a bleary eyed, drooling mess.