Thanks for the encouragement and I will continue.
I was aware of the awkwardness of the situation with the pathetic sissy husband shuffling around next to me with his hilarious tutu rustling as he waited for instructions. I told him without looking at him to turn around and face the wall but annoyingly he stayed put. It took the Goddess to say "Do what he says Chenise" for him to shuffle off. Chenise! She had even given him a name, god this guy was a proper sissy. She pulled herself to her feet and slowly and deliberately walked towards me and then past me gently brushing against me. I turned to follow her with my eyes and as she positioned herself behind the sissy she smiled seductively again before ruthlessly kicking him in the balls. As he fell to the floor whimpering she slapped him round the head and said "that will be the last time you disobey your master again Chenise, understood?". Whimpering agreement he pulled himself to his feet and leaned back against the wall. She turned back to me and pulled me close and I leaned down to kiss her. Her mouth was warm and wet and she kissed aggressively with her tongue pushing into my mouth. I reached around and cupped her ass in my hands. It was a gorgeous ass, full and round bouncing delightfully in my hands. As I felt her she moved in closer grinding herself against my cock that was now fully swollen in my trousers. She reached down and felt its bulge and remarked "Oh my that is impressive, why don't you get undressed and show me what you have for me and Chenise". As she walked back to the bed she removed her bra revealing a beautiful pair of full breasts that fell out of the cut out holes in the netting outfit.
As she sat back I pulled off my clothes until I was standing in front of her naked with my cock standing proud in front of me. I loved the look on a woman's face when I showed my cock off in its full glory. "Now that is everything you promised it would be" she said seductively. I moved towards her as I was now more than ready to get my dick sucked by this dominant wife. I was feeling that urge to show my bull dominance and her gagging on my thick, black cock would be the perfect start. She could obviously see what I had on my mind because she was already waving her finger in a 'naughty boy' type of way and telling me to stop. "Don't think you are going to be gagging me on that big thing like a common slut, I have Chenise for cock sucking. I have been training her for years on my strap on so she should be an able match for your fine specimen. Chenise, come and see to the gentlemen please"
Now I have to admit to a bit of disappointment initially but two mins later I was more than compensated as this sissy slut could really suck cock. He was on his knees head down taking all my shaft in his mouth and then ferociously working it with his tongue. He avoided eye contact, I guess through embarrassment and I took great delight in slowing him down and pulling his head up so I could cock slap his face to humiliate him. The giggles from his mistress merely encouraged me to start fucking his face harder and very quickly she was up and guiding my cock into his mouth and delighting in slapping him round his face when he left an inch of cock unsucked. I was now also getting the benefit of her showing off her cock sucking skills as she took other as Chenise recovered from gagging. I was far easier on her and already had worked out that she was not going to take any disrespect. She gently licked it up and down the shaft and purred her appreciation of what was obviously the first man sized cock she had experienced for a long time. She delighted in comparing it to the little sissy's cock.
"Look at your pathetic offering Chenise, this is why I don't bother with you any more. This is a real man and you are going to have to watch and endure the reality of your wife being satisfied finally, doing what you never could." I almost felt sorry for the guy as he mumbled "yes mistress" and then dropped to his knees as she slapped his swollen balls. "Keep sucking bitch as I get myself ready for our guest" and with that she went back to the bed and Chenise swallowed it down with a new vigour knowing he was preparing it for his mistresses pussy.
Submissive UK husband
Sunday 29 September 2013
Friday 30 August 2013
A little story
So I have been pondering on my next subject and thought I'd flirt with a little erotic fiction. I am setting the story from the dominant black bull's perspective of joining my mistress in my first cuckold experience. As always all comments are welcome.
"Nice house" I thought as I pulled up outside. Secluded and obviously no money problems which is good because I don't provide my services for free. I had been told to just knock on the door and I could already see a downstairs curtain twitch and more intriguingly an upstairs curtain as well. I didn't even have to knock on the door and it opened as I approached and I just stepped in. I knew the guy was a sissy but I wasn't prepared for the sight as I walked in. He must have been early 40's, a big guy as well but dressed as he was it was hard to think of him as intimidating. In stockings and a frilly red and black tutu with matching corset he was your classic sissy. You could already see his face reddening and it was obvious that this was his first time being exposed to someone else. "Hello Sir" he greeted me "My mistress is upstairs awaiting you but she wanted me to offer you a drink first. What can I provide you with?". God I love submissives, there is no better thrill than knowing you are top dog and I sent him off to get me a beer whilst I looked around to see if there were any pictures of the mistress of the house and the aspiring cuckoldress. He came back with the beer and desperately trying not to look me in the eye. I decided to have a little fun and had him kneel to present me the beer. It also gave him a good opportunity to eye up my cock that was now starting to bulge in my jeans. I heard the clink of plastic on wood and realised that she must have him caged up and I ordered him to show me. With a look of shame he pulled up his skirt and showed the caged up cock which was barely covered by the thong he was wearing. Jeez no wonder she was after some cock, this guy was barely filling the tiny cage and I sensed that my presence as the dominant bull was contributing to his pathetic contribution shrinking even further. "Right bitch take me to your mistress" I ordered him. I was intrigued to see what the owner of this sissy slut was like.
I was led up the stairs and into the bedroom and there she was. Sitting back in the bed and looking every inch the mistress she had boasted to be. Well she was his Mistress but not mine but I knew already that she was not going to be a submissive little thing. Late 30's I would guess around 5'4 dressed in an all in one black netting affair with a black thong and bra on the top. She was certainly no stick insect but she had these amazing curves that I already knew would feel great to run my hands over. I am guessing the breasts must be at least a D but it was the deep black hair and green eyes that kept my attention. She was looking me up and down and licking her lips seductively as she did it only pausing to inhale on a long cigarette. This woman oozed sex, desire and seduction and by the way she was now looking at my bulging cock she had been starved of a real man for a long time.
So what do you think? Worth continuing?
"Nice house" I thought as I pulled up outside. Secluded and obviously no money problems which is good because I don't provide my services for free. I had been told to just knock on the door and I could already see a downstairs curtain twitch and more intriguingly an upstairs curtain as well. I didn't even have to knock on the door and it opened as I approached and I just stepped in. I knew the guy was a sissy but I wasn't prepared for the sight as I walked in. He must have been early 40's, a big guy as well but dressed as he was it was hard to think of him as intimidating. In stockings and a frilly red and black tutu with matching corset he was your classic sissy. You could already see his face reddening and it was obvious that this was his first time being exposed to someone else. "Hello Sir" he greeted me "My mistress is upstairs awaiting you but she wanted me to offer you a drink first. What can I provide you with?". God I love submissives, there is no better thrill than knowing you are top dog and I sent him off to get me a beer whilst I looked around to see if there were any pictures of the mistress of the house and the aspiring cuckoldress. He came back with the beer and desperately trying not to look me in the eye. I decided to have a little fun and had him kneel to present me the beer. It also gave him a good opportunity to eye up my cock that was now starting to bulge in my jeans. I heard the clink of plastic on wood and realised that she must have him caged up and I ordered him to show me. With a look of shame he pulled up his skirt and showed the caged up cock which was barely covered by the thong he was wearing. Jeez no wonder she was after some cock, this guy was barely filling the tiny cage and I sensed that my presence as the dominant bull was contributing to his pathetic contribution shrinking even further. "Right bitch take me to your mistress" I ordered him. I was intrigued to see what the owner of this sissy slut was like.
I was led up the stairs and into the bedroom and there she was. Sitting back in the bed and looking every inch the mistress she had boasted to be. Well she was his Mistress but not mine but I knew already that she was not going to be a submissive little thing. Late 30's I would guess around 5'4 dressed in an all in one black netting affair with a black thong and bra on the top. She was certainly no stick insect but she had these amazing curves that I already knew would feel great to run my hands over. I am guessing the breasts must be at least a D but it was the deep black hair and green eyes that kept my attention. She was looking me up and down and licking her lips seductively as she did it only pausing to inhale on a long cigarette. This woman oozed sex, desire and seduction and by the way she was now looking at my bulging cock she had been starved of a real man for a long time.
So what do you think? Worth continuing?
Tuesday 20 August 2013
Catching up
Once again its been a while since my last update and the last week in particular Mistress Darkside has subjected me to some serious and sustained domination. My cock has been frequently caged and I two days is probably the longest it has been in chastity for any one time. Mistress likes to free it to be washed and cleaned and then she will play with it for a while. She continues with her rules of my cock being allowed in her mouth whilst it is small and soft but at any point it gets longer than the width of her hand then it is removed and subjected to teasing and slapping at each point I reach that glorious edge point. The understanding she has of my reactions means she can now get me to the edge to the point that I leak cum but do not go to the point of a failed orgasm. I find even in a failed orgasm my ardour subsides and Mistress likes me on edge and continually requesting to satisfy her. Mistress Darkside's capacity for orgasms is amazing and I will frequently lick her beautiful pussy to climax four times in one evening and my tally for one entire day was ten powerful and distinctly separate orgasms for my Mistress. Removing my inadequate cock and lack of stamina as a 'traditional' lover from our relationship has transformed our passion and our love.
We recently had two days together and my Mistress delighted in dressing me up in various sissy outfits. The freedom of walking around the house naturally in a corset and suspenders was very exciting and I frequently found myself slipping into the submissive sissy slut role that she demands of me. I think a large part of my ability to slip into that role was the extensive discipline that I received on the first morning. Tied to a pole in our house, dressed in underwear, a mask and a ball gag she used all her whips, canes and paddles on me. The tears of pain (and excitement) as she punished me were like a release as powerful as any orgasm I ever had. When she moved onto whipping my tiny cock and exposed balls I know she was prepared to go further and I was not wrong. She has a wonderful pair of heels, not pointed but rounded toes and a broad heel but sexy as hell. As she laughed behind me as she kicked me in the balls I could see that she loved these shoes even more now. I was finally untied from the pole at which point I simply dropped to my knees and it was from there that she took delight in kicking me to the floor. With every kick to the ribs and legs I could feel her confidence in her domination growing and also her enthusiasm to hurt me more. She was trampling on my cock and balls and I amazed myself with the resilience that I have grown to her discipline and she finally whipped me to a tearful ending with her shoe on my throat pinning me to the floor. Leaving me as a pitiful state on the floor she sat back on the bed and released her breasts from her top and then instructed me to come to her to be comforted. The contrast from only a minute ago to laying between her legs, suckling on her breast was mind blowing and I loved her even more for the experience. As a submissive you give a lot of yourself and returning to the security of your mistresses arms is one of the best rewards you can have.
The next day we went shopping searching for a slutty outfit for her to make me buy but the shops were largely a disappointment. The afternoon events were anything but though. Dressed in my little see through black and purple outfit my mistress fucked me with all manner of cocks and butt plugs. We have this wonderful position where I am facing her and she is propped up on cushions just grinding myself on her cock. She will amuse herself by tugging and slapping my tiny cock. I was a snivelling little slut begging for mercy as she pulled on my bulls encouraging me to take all the 8" cock she was wearing. I have never felt such genuine fear as I did that afternoon as I could see her losing herself in the orgasm but at the same time seemingly unaware that I was begging for mercy for my balls. I had the cock buried balls deep and I could not create any more relief for my stretched balls but she relented. I had to cry out that she was scaring me to try and break the pain as she has long abandoned any recognition of my safe word. The smile on her face as she had realised that she had broken me was one of the sexiest images I have ever known. Fear is an amazing turn on and I can see that I am only at the start of this intriguing journey.
We recently had two days together and my Mistress delighted in dressing me up in various sissy outfits. The freedom of walking around the house naturally in a corset and suspenders was very exciting and I frequently found myself slipping into the submissive sissy slut role that she demands of me. I think a large part of my ability to slip into that role was the extensive discipline that I received on the first morning. Tied to a pole in our house, dressed in underwear, a mask and a ball gag she used all her whips, canes and paddles on me. The tears of pain (and excitement) as she punished me were like a release as powerful as any orgasm I ever had. When she moved onto whipping my tiny cock and exposed balls I know she was prepared to go further and I was not wrong. She has a wonderful pair of heels, not pointed but rounded toes and a broad heel but sexy as hell. As she laughed behind me as she kicked me in the balls I could see that she loved these shoes even more now. I was finally untied from the pole at which point I simply dropped to my knees and it was from there that she took delight in kicking me to the floor. With every kick to the ribs and legs I could feel her confidence in her domination growing and also her enthusiasm to hurt me more. She was trampling on my cock and balls and I amazed myself with the resilience that I have grown to her discipline and she finally whipped me to a tearful ending with her shoe on my throat pinning me to the floor. Leaving me as a pitiful state on the floor she sat back on the bed and released her breasts from her top and then instructed me to come to her to be comforted. The contrast from only a minute ago to laying between her legs, suckling on her breast was mind blowing and I loved her even more for the experience. As a submissive you give a lot of yourself and returning to the security of your mistresses arms is one of the best rewards you can have.
The next day we went shopping searching for a slutty outfit for her to make me buy but the shops were largely a disappointment. The afternoon events were anything but though. Dressed in my little see through black and purple outfit my mistress fucked me with all manner of cocks and butt plugs. We have this wonderful position where I am facing her and she is propped up on cushions just grinding myself on her cock. She will amuse herself by tugging and slapping my tiny cock. I was a snivelling little slut begging for mercy as she pulled on my bulls encouraging me to take all the 8" cock she was wearing. I have never felt such genuine fear as I did that afternoon as I could see her losing herself in the orgasm but at the same time seemingly unaware that I was begging for mercy for my balls. I had the cock buried balls deep and I could not create any more relief for my stretched balls but she relented. I had to cry out that she was scaring me to try and break the pain as she has long abandoned any recognition of my safe word. The smile on her face as she had realised that she had broken me was one of the sexiest images I have ever known. Fear is an amazing turn on and I can see that I am only at the start of this intriguing journey.
Friday 26 July 2013
General Musings
So Mistress Darkside is away so I am trying to capture some general thoughts to distract me from her absence. She has left me uncaged which is infuriating as I would normally be touching myself all alone but I had my schedule last night and my cock has to therefore stay untouched in my panties. The recent hot weather has meant that my dressing up has been limited to silky panties at night as the humidity has made the prospect of a full outfit too intimidating. I thank myself lucky that my mistress is understanding and fair.
What hasn't abated is my desire for my mistress to humiliate me by making me serve a big cock in front of her. I continually analyse why this is as I have no desires for a male relationship and to be frank the idea of touching a man's body kind of repels me and certainly any image in my mind of kissing a man isn't something I could ever consider. Regardless I am driven horny to distraction at the thought of sucking a big cock or even being taken by it. The idea of being a slut is very attractive and doing that dressed up with lots of men at the whim of my mistress is the ultimate humiliation. My outward appearance is generally conservative, middle class and my mistress always remarks on how I think of things as dirty. Just my use of the word dirty probably reflects my conservative up bringing and explains more my desire to be all those things in our new
lifestyle. I am also relatively successful in my work life so the combined submission of being instructed to serve is no doubt tied up in it. Humiliation is a big part as I still recall an incident from my early teens when a girlfriend who much older and experienced got my cock out in front of her friend. She was doing it to explain how small it was and I still tingle with the recollection of them both laughing and pointing as a I stood there frozen to the spot. Imaging that from dominant males who I typically chose to 'out-alpha' on a daily basis in work is an subtle extension of that.
The biggest challenge is reassuring my mistress that these desires are not about not wanting her or wanting something different to her. My reassurance to date has been less than perfect but fundamentally everything we do in our submissive relationship has my mistress at the core. My love and devotion to her has never been in doubt for me but the change in our roles has allowed me to express that to her so much better. The removal of my role as a man and simply her slave means that I can focus on pleasing her and the relief in knowing that any argument is simply ended by her words makes my life so simple. If I only have her as my mistress and to serve then that will always be enough as that is everything already... Feeling good now so going to drive to meet my mistress and have a wonderful weekend. I must go choose some nice clean panties.
What hasn't abated is my desire for my mistress to humiliate me by making me serve a big cock in front of her. I continually analyse why this is as I have no desires for a male relationship and to be frank the idea of touching a man's body kind of repels me and certainly any image in my mind of kissing a man isn't something I could ever consider. Regardless I am driven horny to distraction at the thought of sucking a big cock or even being taken by it. The idea of being a slut is very attractive and doing that dressed up with lots of men at the whim of my mistress is the ultimate humiliation. My outward appearance is generally conservative, middle class and my mistress always remarks on how I think of things as dirty. Just my use of the word dirty probably reflects my conservative up bringing and explains more my desire to be all those things in our new
lifestyle. I am also relatively successful in my work life so the combined submission of being instructed to serve is no doubt tied up in it. Humiliation is a big part as I still recall an incident from my early teens when a girlfriend who much older and experienced got my cock out in front of her friend. She was doing it to explain how small it was and I still tingle with the recollection of them both laughing and pointing as a I stood there frozen to the spot. Imaging that from dominant males who I typically chose to 'out-alpha' on a daily basis in work is an subtle extension of that.
The biggest challenge is reassuring my mistress that these desires are not about not wanting her or wanting something different to her. My reassurance to date has been less than perfect but fundamentally everything we do in our submissive relationship has my mistress at the core. My love and devotion to her has never been in doubt for me but the change in our roles has allowed me to express that to her so much better. The removal of my role as a man and simply her slave means that I can focus on pleasing her and the relief in knowing that any argument is simply ended by her words makes my life so simple. If I only have her as my mistress and to serve then that will always be enough as that is everything already... Feeling good now so going to drive to meet my mistress and have a wonderful weekend. I must go choose some nice clean panties.
Sunday 30 June 2013
Caged and denied
It's been some while since my last post and as I predicted in my last blog I was treated to the hardest discipline that Mistress Darkside has ever inflicted on me. I am still developing my pain thresholds and my Mistress has accommodated me by being gentle over the last year but my breaking of trust deserved no mercy. Her flogger and paddle were all used but it was the riding crop and cane that brought me to an edge that I had never experienced. Hearing her harsh words with her cane swishing against my bare ass brought genuine tears to my eyes and a need to reaffirm to my Mistress my absolute commitment and to beg for her forgiveness. I know that my betrayal of her trust will not be easily forgiven but I will continue to worship her to demonstrate my submission.
I was also away for a period after that on business and Mistress was keen to 'own' me upon my return. I always dress up special for these occasions with stockings and lingerie so that I am lowered to the rank of slut in her eyes. As her slut I am always spanked but with none of the force I had previously encountered. I am there to be her sex toy and I served her pussy many times as she began a process of stretching my ass with her array of butt plugs. The culmination is when I am bent over and then used by her and her big black strap on as you can see from the picture. The feeling of being used is overwhelming and the more we indulge the more I identify different elements of submission that arouse me. So far I have identified three:
I was also away for a period after that on business and Mistress was keen to 'own' me upon my return. I always dress up special for these occasions with stockings and lingerie so that I am lowered to the rank of slut in her eyes. As her slut I am always spanked but with none of the force I had previously encountered. I am there to be her sex toy and I served her pussy many times as she began a process of stretching my ass with her array of butt plugs. The culmination is when I am bent over and then used by her and her big black strap on as you can see from the picture. The feeling of being used is overwhelming and the more we indulge the more I identify different elements of submission that arouse me. So far I have identified three:
- Submissive- This is serving my mistress and doing her bidding. My cock is denied ejaculation and her pussy and my only role is to serve. I expect to be treated harshly and without respect.
- Slut- I am hers but I serve for her pleasure. I take her big strap on but we talk about me serving other men and confirming my role.There is a large element of humiliation here but it allows me to let go and express my desires which is very powerful.
- Cuckold- This centres around classic humiliation and I will be allowed no part in the activity apart from 'fluffing' the Master and then watching as my Mistress enjoys a real man reinforcing my pathetic and inadequate cock.
New cross overs continue to appear so for example being dominated as a Submissive slut by a Master in front of my Mistress. I had never considered being submissive for another Mistress let alone a Master but it is a subject she had discussed as I have dedicated myself to worshipping her wonderful pussy. A further development recently has also been the purchase of a Chastity device. I have never thought one was necessary as I have always kept to the rules and schedules set by my Mistress for masturbation without orgasm (my 'schedule'). I am frequently though caught idly touching myself like a lot of men I am sure around the house. It's not sexual just habit. This and my Mistresses desire to take more control of my cock means that I am now made to wear a device. As I sit her now I only have the throb as I get excited just writing this blog with my cock now denied the most basic of pleasures by getting hard. It reinforces that I am hers and I can't wait to see how this experience develops
Sunday 26 May 2013
Preparing my self
I have started writing this blog tn bed the day before i receive a discipline session that I know will leave me red and stinging. I will not elaborate on the reasons but only say that I broek a key trust rule with my mistress. The most amazing thing about FLR is that it has provided us with a foundation so secure that it can sustain such an event. My guilt is clear and not to be debated and I must now accept my punishment like the pathetic little slut that I am. I am tentative about the punishment that I will receive tomorrow but at the same time I am happy knowing that my role is clear and that since I have wronged her I must accept what is coming. As I write my cock has shrivelled up reflecting the diminishing role that it has in our relationship.
It is there now as an amusement for my mistress and a symbole that I am no longer an equal with a role to satisfy her like other men. My role is to serve her, love her and honour her and never to break her trust again
Accepting his role |
Friday 26 April 2013
Cock please
A huge part of my submission and humiliation seems to revolve around cock and specifically big black cock. In the same way as my mistress can bring me to my submissive knees through her words but more often through her paddle and cane I can also be subdued by the presence of a big black cock.
It seems to manifest itself in a couple of ways. In a cuckold scenario where I am humiliated by this superior male taking my Mistress and goddess in front of me and enforcing that I have no role in that equation. My role will be limited to enhancing her orgasms through my mouth, ensuring her lover remains hard but ultimately to do what I am told whilst I stand there in my little sissy outfit.
It feels like we grow ever close to the prospect of fulfilling the cuckold fantasy but in the meantime my submission is fulfilled by the big strap on that my mistress wields. How I enjoy the sensation of having to gag on that big cock as she pushes my head down. I would never consider myself gay but I am intrigued with the prospect of being forced to my knees to service a big black bull prior to him turning his attentions to my mistress.
From a submissive perspective though I almost always achieve my sub space as I am pummelled by my mistress from behind.She has a routine that she has developed that starts with discipline through her paddle and whip on my bare bottom as I kneel on the bed dressed in my sluttiest outfit always including stockings and suspenders. As I reach a point of surrender through pain she subdues me with a medium sized butt plug and typically instructs me to give her first orgasm as she talks me through how she is going to continue to test and stretch my sissy ass throughout the night. She also takes great delight in mocking my cock as it always seems to shrink with the sensation of being filled.
After her orgasm comes the first cock. A big thick seven inch black dildo that I am now easily able to accommodate and always brings out the slut in me as I demand it harder. I know that I am provoking my mistress into taking me harder but deep down that is what I want. When her patience runs out she produces a much larger butt plug with a wide girth that she takes great pleasure in ramming into me and with it reminding me of what is coming. As a I lying on the bed she taps me with her cane forcing me to tighten around it and stretching me further. I can feel her dominace growing as she reaches for her 8inch cock. It's a beast of a dildo with a huge girth and she shows me no mercy as she fucks me with it. My slutty pleas are not sissy wimpers but she will not relent. The wonderful thing with this lifestyle is that it always grows and evolves and our last session did exactly that.
With my ass spread and well fucked she proceeded to stretch me further with her fingers. Painfully yanking on my balls as she did it. I could feel her desire to punish me grow as she started to push all her fingers in me and I felt her knuckles at my opening. I have never felt submission like it and although she never managed to fully fist me I know that will one day happen. I can't imagine her having greater control over me as she yanks my balls with her fist inside me. I will literally be her submissive puppet.
It seems to manifest itself in a couple of ways. In a cuckold scenario where I am humiliated by this superior male taking my Mistress and goddess in front of me and enforcing that I have no role in that equation. My role will be limited to enhancing her orgasms through my mouth, ensuring her lover remains hard but ultimately to do what I am told whilst I stand there in my little sissy outfit.
It feels like we grow ever close to the prospect of fulfilling the cuckold fantasy but in the meantime my submission is fulfilled by the big strap on that my mistress wields. How I enjoy the sensation of having to gag on that big cock as she pushes my head down. I would never consider myself gay but I am intrigued with the prospect of being forced to my knees to service a big black bull prior to him turning his attentions to my mistress.
From a submissive perspective though I almost always achieve my sub space as I am pummelled by my mistress from behind.She has a routine that she has developed that starts with discipline through her paddle and whip on my bare bottom as I kneel on the bed dressed in my sluttiest outfit always including stockings and suspenders. As I reach a point of surrender through pain she subdues me with a medium sized butt plug and typically instructs me to give her first orgasm as she talks me through how she is going to continue to test and stretch my sissy ass throughout the night. She also takes great delight in mocking my cock as it always seems to shrink with the sensation of being filled.
After her orgasm comes the first cock. A big thick seven inch black dildo that I am now easily able to accommodate and always brings out the slut in me as I demand it harder. I know that I am provoking my mistress into taking me harder but deep down that is what I want. When her patience runs out she produces a much larger butt plug with a wide girth that she takes great pleasure in ramming into me and with it reminding me of what is coming. As a I lying on the bed she taps me with her cane forcing me to tighten around it and stretching me further. I can feel her dominace growing as she reaches for her 8inch cock. It's a beast of a dildo with a huge girth and she shows me no mercy as she fucks me with it. My slutty pleas are not sissy wimpers but she will not relent. The wonderful thing with this lifestyle is that it always grows and evolves and our last session did exactly that.
With my ass spread and well fucked she proceeded to stretch me further with her fingers. Painfully yanking on my balls as she did it. I could feel her desire to punish me grow as she started to push all her fingers in me and I felt her knuckles at my opening. I have never felt submission like it and although she never managed to fully fist me I know that will one day happen. I can't imagine her having greater control over me as she yanks my balls with her fist inside me. I will literally be her submissive puppet.
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