The experience of submitting is not all about pain or humiliation but it is always
about control. A true queen doesn’t need to be a bitch to get what she
wants. A true queen is warm and accepting. She has a hard hand,
understands when to punish and when to praise. An intelligent and truly
superior woman always knows best.
Tonight,
I am going to control you. I am going to tie you to the restraints on
my bed and teach you how soft I can truly be. I am dressed in a long
black dress. It is a halter top and dips down between my breasts in a
most flattering way. My hair is down and wavy. My hair shines in the
candlelight and begs for your touch. My makeup is sensual with smoky
eyes and a lustrous red lip color. I smell of strawberries. I pour you a
small glass of champagne and put a bendy straw in it for you. You take a
sip and you begin to feel almost uncomfortable with how your Mistress
is doting on you.
I
replace the champagne glass in my hand with a chocolate covered
strawberry. I feed it to you and lick the extra chocolate off of your
lips. I can hear your breath catch as I slip my tongue into your mouth.
Sensual, slow, and explorative. The sweetest kiss I have ever placed on
your lips. You never want that moment to end. You feel me pull away
slowly. Our lips unstick and I can hear a pathetic wanton moan. “Tonight
is your birthday and I am going to treat you to an orgasm.” You have
been denied for weeks and the look on your face is of pure relief.
“Tonight is about being sensual.”
The
massage oil comes out. I pour it along your torso and begin to move my
palms up and down, kneading your muscles. Your cock is already raging
hard. “I am going to make you cum hard tonight, pet. I am going to let
you shoot that hot white cream all over yourself. I might even lick it
up a little bit. You want that, don’t you? You want me to lick you,
don’t you? Beg for it, slave.” My hands are traveling down to your hips.
My sensual touch is already bringing you close to orgasming. The mere
thought of your Mistress’s mouth wrapped around you drives you insane
with lust.
I
take your dick in my hand and open my mouth as wide as I can. I lower
my face down onto your cock without wrapping my lips around your shaft.
You are just left with an empty, humid cavity surrounding you but not
touching you in any way. Just when you think I will close my mouth
around you and actually suck your dick, I begin to pull away. As I pull
my head off of you, I let you have one touch of my tongue right on your
hole. “Twitch for Me. Ache for Me. Live and breath for Me.” I leave my
hand on you and begin to tug slowly.
Stroking
you slowly, you begin to tremble. Up-one-one-thousand.
Down-two-one-thousand. I can feel and hear how close to the edge you
really are. You don’t even need lube, your precum is bountiful.
I
move up your body and begin to lick the side of your face. My tongue
travels to the side of your neck and up towards your ear lobe. It has
been a long time since you have felt my weight on top of you. Your hard
dick pushes into me and I have to push your hips into the bed so you
stop trying to dry hump me. “You really are pathetic. You aren’t even in
me and you are thrusting.”
Sucking
your earlobe into my mouth sends shivers down your spine. Your balls
are so tight and ready to unleash that massive load. My lips meet your
ear hole “You are going to cum and it is going to feel so magical. It
will be the best birthday you have ever had. I bet your convulsions will
last minutes. You might even be able to shoot so hard that it will hit
your forehead...but it will cost you.” I begin to laugh against your
ear. You beg me to stop. You are pleading with me and trying to haggle
your payment. “It just makes me wetter hearing how pathetic you are.”
I look over my shoulder at the
drawer. You know the one. The drawer where I keep my 10 inch fat black
strapon, balls included. “No, no, no, no Mistress pleaaaassssseeee!” The
fear grows in your eyes as I near your face. “Are you allowed to say no
to ME, slave? For that, I might not even let you come! I should ruin
your orgasm for saying no that many times to your owner! But, it is your
birthday. I will let that transgression slide.” I begin stroking you
faster than before. I squeeze right under your tip, just the way you
love to be jerked. “Don’t you want to cum? It has been so long, pet. I
bet your balls ache right now, don’t they?” One second you are thrusting
up into my hand and in the next, you are literally crying. Hear how it
all ends!
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