I’m meeting my Domme today. For the first time in real life. We’ve had lots of back and forth online and we frequently video call. She doesn’t turn her mic or cam on, but she’s sent me verification pictures and nice shots of her body. She likes to call me her boy and I call her Mommy. She always makes me undress completely as soon as I turn my cam on, then she always wants to see my boyhole.



She’s really obsessed with my “boypussy” actually. She’s constantly trying to stretch it wider. Her ultimate fantasy is to tie me up with no safe word and pound my rectum with really big toys until my anus is so sore and loose that I can’t even close it. Mommy really likes opening my hole really wide. Usually the first thing to go up my boyhole every time she sees it is a speculum. I put it in and turn a screw until it’s wide enough for her to see all the way up my rectum, then she makes me prod and poke at my second anal ring. I think someday she’ll want to open that up as well.

I don’t mind her obsession with my boyhole at all. I get turned on by always having to do as she says, even if it hurts. And letting her look all the way up my butt is really hot too. I wonder why she likes examining the inside of my ass so much? I guess she just wants to ruin it.

Mommy also calls me her little anal piggy. She says it’s because my butt is so fat and my body is so skinny, so I have a “nice juicy rump”. She talks about all the delicate little pork in her boy’s bottom, the tender flesh in her boy’s hole, and her boy’s soft soft skin on his wobbly buttcheeks.

I love my Mommy though of course. I love her kind face and her endearing smile, and she says when we meet she’ll let me rub her big butt as much as I want :).

Just to be safe, we’re meeting at a cafe, then if all goes well, we’ll go to her place. I hope that everything does go well because I don’t want to mess this up and because I’m aching to have my bottom filled.

When I arrive she’s wearing a very smart suit. She waves me over and tells me she’s ordered me a tea since coffee might make me agitated.

– “but Mommy I’m already agitated” I say.

– “That’s no good” she says with a genuinely concerned face. She speaks without looking at my face, the way a vet talks to a dog while examining it.

-“Are you satisfied? Shall we go?”, she says as soon as my tea arrives. She’s clearly very anxious to get me back to her place. I’m worried about that but too turned on to say no.

We get in her car and she starts talking softly to me:

“You know I don’t talk about how I feel very much, but I think I love you.