I have never felt as alive as the day I had my first session with my newest mistress. She was as real as I could only hope to get; strong, mean, yet gorgeous. You could tell that she had been doing this for a long time now, not only because she had a whole room prepared for her little sessions, but because of how fast she was to take command. Some men into the hobby dare say that women are meek by nature, and that it’s impossible for them to fully take control. Those men never had the luck to meet my mistress and savor her delicious brand of pain.
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From the moment we met for our pre-scheduled scene, to the point where I was hanging on a sex swing spread wide-eagle, there were roughly 10 minutes. She wasted no time letting me know who was in charge and who was going to get painfully fucked. A single knock on her door and she was there, wielding a thick black strapon between her legs, her whole body clad in tight black leather. There was no time for questions or greetings… Would she have done this to any man that so happened to come to her door? What if it had been some poor Jehovah’s Witness instead of me?
I thought about it for a bit as she stood between my legs; one hand greasing up her strapon and the other caressing my soon to be sore ass. To top things off, she felt it fitting to place my balls in bondage as punishment for wincing. She kept stroking and fingering me for a good minute or two, and then it was time for her to have some fun.
She rubbed my sore, bound balls and moaned to herself. She looked down on me and muttered, “Now I will fuck you until you can’t walk, my bitch,” as she jammed herself into me. I moaned in delight as she began pounding me and spreading me. “I see your little cunt has been broken in already” she said, to which I responded with a “Yes, Mistress”. She complimented me on my obedience and proceeded to pound and stroke me into a sublime orgasm that showered all over me thanks to the sex swing.
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I was led down from my bondage and given a towel, she had a couple drinks with me and complimented my willingness and submissive attitude. Sure, I was just one of her countless boy toys but she said she would love to see me again for other scenes… Boy was I happy to agree.
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