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I saw her sitting there as I made my way back to the table. I had only been gone to the restroom for all of maybe 15 minutes when she swooped down on him like a vulture surveying its prey. I was not amused.
She was a pretty woman, round in all the right places, ample with tons of cleavage that she was wiggling in front of his face. Dark hair and eyes in total contrast to my fair skin and hair. As I approached the table, he looked up at me in all innocence, so totally unaware of what was occurring. She had the nerve to say as approached, “I was mesmerized by his accent, and I just couldn’t help myself and I had to stop and say hello.”
My first thought was ‘Bitch, you need to be taught a lesson,’ but realized that losing my temper was of no benefit to me, and would only place me in an unfavorable light.
“Yes, doesn’t he though? I must say I so love hearing when he whispers, “Yes, my Mistress” in the height of passion.”
I wasn’t sure which one blushed first, he or she.
“Mistress? He calls you Mistress?”
“Yes, he does, just as a good slut should.”
Her eyes were wide in wonderment at this revelation, and he was staring at me as if I had lost my mind.
I rose and turned to him, “Well darling, you’ve always had a desire to watch me with another woman, this is your chance.”
Turning to her I said, “So, do you wish to join us. To see how a woman pleases a man by dominating him, pleasing him through sensual pain? But be forewarned, turn about is fair play. If you join, you will be subjected to my whims and desires.”
Her silence spoke volumes as did her lowered gaze. I linked my arm through his and turned to her, “You may follow us, but you are not to speak until you are spoken to. Do you understand?”
“Yes,”
“No whore, you are to address me as Mistress.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
As soon as the room door clicked behind us, I turned to him and commanded, “Get me the toys, all of them, and bring me your collar first.”
He quickly returned with everything as directed, handed me his collar and knelt before me. As I placed it round his neck, she sat nervously on the edge of the bed.
“Stand here, you ardahan escort may not move, you may not speak until I say so and above all, you may not seek your own pleasure. Do you understand me pet?”
“Yes, my Mistress.”
His erection was obvious through his slacks with the slightest tinge of darkness tattling that he was leaking precum in anticipation of what was to occur.
I pushed her to her knees on the floor in front of me as I set on the edge of the bed. My hands stroked her hair, caressed her face as I leaned in for a kiss. Just before my lips touched hers, I turned to him and said, “Do you wish for me to stop?”
He silently shook his head as a rush of passion raced through his body causing it to quiver with excitement. She took the kiss without returning it. I tilted her chin back and kissed her harder. Still she resisted; it was if she couldn’t respond but at the same time, could not bring herself to stop it. I knew then and there she was caught in her game, never believing that someone would call her bluff. Little did she know, my games had just begun.
“Get up on the bed,” I told her, “lie back against the pillows and watch how I know how to please my man, what he needs and desires, what he searched years for, as I did.”
Kissing him deeply I wrapped myself around him, feeling his heart beating faster and faster. My hand dropped to the front of his slacks, stroking his cock through the material. He moaned into my mouth as his tongue danced with mine. As I worked my way up his neck I whispered to him,
“You know, I am going to teach her a lesson. You are mine and I will not share you, ever.”
“Yes, my Mistress, I know.”
“Close your eyes,” I told her. “Give me your hand.”
Quickly I wrapped the cording about her wrist and then to the headboard’s post. Her eyes flashed open and she began to speak.
“No, I no longer wish to do this.”
“Sorry, you lost that right when you agreed to this. Did I not warn you?”
“Yes, but…….”
I continued to bind her other hand as I replied, “Sorry slut, the only butts in this room will the ones that will be adıyaman escort red and sore soon.”
And with that, I tore open her blouse watching her breasts heave from a combination of worry and arousal. Her scent was giving her away. The aroma of aroused pussy was beginning to blossom. Without a bra covering them, her nipples hardened quickly in the cool air.
“See, one of the magical things about my pet and I, is that we share the joy of pleasing each other with sensuous pain. Our secret is that in public, we are the models of decorum, no one would ever suspect what happens between us behind closed doors. It would be in your best interest in the future not to meddle with couples.”
As I spoke I was running my hands lightly over her breasts, growing firmer with each pass.
“My sweet whore, come here,” I instructed him. He quickly came to stand by the side of the bed. I reached up and began to play with his nipples and my other hand continued to fondle hers.
“See, the trick to being a good Mistress is knowing what your sub loves. He begged me the first time we met, to suckle and lick him. And I did, so much so that the next day, his nipples were still sore and distended.”
As I finished with the word distended, I pulled on the two nipples, holding them straight out from the skin. His eyes were alive and intense on watching what I was doing to her. Hers were as well, almost as if she couldn’t believe that they would stretch that far.
As I removed my hand from his nipple, I placed it on her other breast. I roughly kneaded and pulled at them, knowing that with each passing moment she was growing more and more uncomfortable.
“Ah you little whore, not used to such rough treatment of your tits? You know, that’s what they are. Tits. When you are lost in passion, one speaks their mind. On our first meeting, I in turn begged for him to spank my tits.”
And with that I gave one a swift slap. A soft cry came from her.
“Another trick is to know when to start and when to stop. But you must understand, stopping does not mean an end……it means a transition to the next karabük escort level.”
I picked up the whip and began to swirl the leather over her hardened nipples, she arched her back in pleasure, the nipples having become so sensitive from their handling.
“Do they ache?”
“Yes, Mistress they do.”
I leaned over and took one into my mouth. I heard his cry of surprise next to me and watch his hand make a furtive movement towards his cock.
“Bitch, did I say you may play with MY cock?”
“No Mistress, I am so sorry.”
With that I grabbed hold of it and looked him in the eyes while speaking so softly that he had to strain to hear. “You may touch, but you may not cum until I give you permission” And with a tight squeeze, “Understood?”
“Yes, Mistress, thank you, I promise.”
I returned to her rock hard nipple and began to suckle and nurse it. Her hands clawed at the pillow, her eyes closed. As I raised my head from it, I quickly snapped the clamp to it. She opened her mouth and I quickly placed my hand over it.
“Hush, my bitch proudly wears my clamps, don’t you pet?”
He shook his head in agreement as his hand slowly stroked his hard cock from the base to the head. Droplets of precum glistened. I took a finger and touched one, bringing the wetness to my lips. Sucking it in much like I would his cock, I watched her as she struggled to deal with the pressure of the clamp.
“Now see, my sweet sub knows that his Mistress loves to feel his power over me. He will at times clamp my tits and play with them roughly, in fact, he loves to pull the chain while spanking them with the whip.”
As I spoke the words I tugged the chain upwards while striking the soft underside of her breast. I was beginning to become highly aroused, knowing how I loved it. His breathing was quickening next to me.
“Slut, slow down. You are not to cum.”
“Oh God, Mistress, I am so close. Please…….please may I cum?”
With that I turned to him and ran my tongue over the head, teasing him, tormenting him, knowing he would not last long.
“If you cum, you know that your ass will be mine to do with as I please.”
Her eyes were wide watching his hand fly over his cock. His balls straining while he was trying his best to obey me. He lost control and began to pant, and that just sent me over the edge. I pulled him close, drew his cock down my throat as far as possible, not wanting to miss a drop. As his cum splashed inside my mouth I relished being his Mistress.
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