Yes Mistress_(1)
Yes Mistress_(1)
| Sex Story Author: | Triskellion Switch |
| Sex Story Excerpt: | Fight like that again and this is going to be a loooong night." I grab the hair on the back |
| Sex Story Category: | Anal |
| Sex Story Tags: | Anal, BDSM, Consensual Sex, True Story |
“Hey baby” I smile as you hop off your Ducotti. I can’t see your face yet through the helmet but I know you’re smiling. You set it on the seat and walk over, your leather
coat and chaps creaking. You pull me to your chest and wrap your arms around me while drawing me close for a kiss. I can smell the leather and your sweat and
with a small smile I think of what I have planned later, growing warm and wet as we kiss. I turn and lead you up to my apartment, remembering to wave my hips and walk just
fast enough up the stairs to stay out of reach for all but your eyes.
“I’ll get you for that later naughty girl.”
I laugh and smirk back “You’ll have to work for that one.”
“Not very hard” you laugh and smack my ass as I open the door. Oh if only you knew. I smile and walk in, closing the door behind us. I twirl you around to face me and gently
press you against the wall, kissing you deeply and running my hand up the inner seam of your jeans. As I begin to grab you pull my hand down;
“Not yet, I’ve been riding for a while and I’m all sweaty and gross.”
“Hmpfh fine then stinky boy,” I squint and pull back slightly while thrusting my hips forward. “Then how about you hop in the shower and I’ll join you in a minute.”
“Already? Have something planned?” you ask, a small smile spreading accross your face. I wink and pull you forward, patting your ass and pushing you towards then bathroom.
“Not really, I just wanna leave my clothes in the hamper instead of the bathroom. Besdies, you should get less stinky before I hop in with you.” You stick your tongue out at
me and start stripping as you make your way to the bathroom. I laugh and walk over to the kitchen, waiting until I hear you close the door and start the shower before reaching
into my knife drawer. After some debate I put the chef’s knife back -too big for what I want- and pull out my smallest curved paring knife I keep for fruit carving. I grab a
small bowl of chocolate chips and cup of ice cubes and make my way over to the bedroom. By now you’ve started the shower, but I still try to walk quietly past the door. Since
I don’t have much time, I quickly slip the knife under the bed pillow, and stuff the ice and chocolate under the bed. I open the closet door and smile softly as I look at
everything I have set aside for us. I pull on my thigh-high fishnets, and favorite boots. Unfortunately they aren’t real leather, but they are knee high and lovely, with
a large heal, buckles all up the sides, and long laces to tie up. I then slip into something new, a leather harness that fits snugly around my form, with multiple straps and
buckles that make it criss-cross around my breasts, stomach, and down to my girl. I tie a collar with a large chrome ring that hangs flat against my collar bone and toss a few
choice items onto the bed. After lighting some candles on the nightstand and slipping into a silky purple bathrobe, I walk slowly, quietly to the bathroom. I open the door
just as you turn off the water.
“Sorry I shut the water off, I didn’t want to leave it running.” As you poke your head out to look at me I quickly step forward and slip a blindfold over your head.
“That’s alright, I wasn’t planning on getting in anyways.” I lean forward and kiss you, running my hands through your dripping hair and pulling you forward out of the tub.
“Don’t you want me to dry off?” You start to mumble as you reach for the towel; I bite down on yourlower lip and start pulling you forward gently with my teeth.
“Not really.” I let go of your lip and lead you to the bedroom. Just as we enter, I shut the door, spin you around and press your back against it. I lean against your pelvis
with mine, feeling you grow hard as we kiss and grind. I run my hand up your ass to your back, around to your chest and up your arms as I push you against the door and
push your arms above your head. You start moaning when I reach to the side and slip your wrist into one of the restraints attached to my door. You look up towards your wrist
in surprise just as I move the other into the next cuff.
“Sneaky girl. You planned this all along didn’t you?” You smile and pull gently against the cuffs, testing them. They tighten as you do so.
“This is just the start of what I have planned for you.” I smirk as I grab hard on your balls and lick up your neck. You shiver and moan as I gently play with your sack and
nibble at your ear, then gasp as I bite down on your lobe and draw my nail up along your cock.
“Oh hey! That hurt. Not so hard.” As you begin to pull away I bite harder and slap your balls, which forces you to freeze.
“That’s what you get for trying to fight back,” I whisper quietly into your ear; “Do it again and I’ll draw blood.” You moan as I grind against your dick and slowly drag my
nails down your back. “Tonight you’re going to be my bitch. You do as I say, when I say it. Arguing gets you punished, cooperating gets you rewarded. If you’re particularly
well behaved I may even give you a choice every now and then. Understand?”
“Heh no. You always say I’ll be your bitch but it never comes true. Before the end of the night I’-” before you get any farther I backhand you across the face and quickly bring
my knee up between your legs, only stopping short enough not to cause damage. You gasp and begin to softly pant. I feel your blood pulse in my knee and bring it up higher.
“I don’t think you understand.
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