She talks this way often, as if giving a lecture. She is circling as I stand naked and still. My penis is swelling with arousal.
“I expect some very specific things from you. Are you going to be a good boy?”
“Yes… or girl” I add under my breath. She pauses and stiffens up.
“I beg your pardon! Please repeat that.”
“I could be a good girl.” I whispered from the pit of my fluttering belly. Something inside made me say that. Something that has been below the surface since Twyla went away. The source of the joy i feel when Cindy dresses me up and uses me as her beloved toy.
Alexa stepped around in front of me and took my face in one gloved hand and lifted it up towards her. I saw a crackle of lightning in her stormy blue gray eyes.
“Indeed.”
“Perhaps you have something you would like me to wear… mistress”
Her face glows. I am to call her “Mistress” from now on. This is understood without any further words.
She refers to me as “Little Girl”. We begin immediately.
She dresses me in a high rise shaping brief that serves as a chastity belt, and ties me to her bed and smacks me a with her riding crop. Every square inch is very thoroughly worked over. The pain is minor, the attention is very erotic and my skin is warm and buzzing. Then she removes her panties and hovers over my face.
Very small inner lips hiding in her mound of outer labia. The hollows where her thighs meet her buttocks become very defined when she presents rearward. 5-2 100lbs 32C or 30D. Her labia are perfectly, unbelievably smooth, like a prepubescent girl. Pooking her sphincter out at me. Her butt hole is the exact same tone as all the rest of her skin but pink inside as we all are. I lick her slit and her asshole until she cums like the workman that I am. Her moans are deep but restrained.
She unties me, puts my clothes back on over her undergarments and sends me away. I didn’t get to cum but I feel like that is not what it is all about.
second appointment
She has procured all new lingerie for me to wear. She directs me as I don a leatherette corset with stretch panels and straps that hold up a nice pair of lace top black stockings. Satin panties go on after this but she takes them off of me after a brief inspection and some ass spanking. Again I am tied down to the bed, this time with my hips supported on pillows. She has for me a Triple set of cock rings. The biggest goes on first and encircles my balls and shaft together. The second is a bit smaller and chokes off just my balls. She has to poke them through one at a time and it brings them together as one and pushes them out. The third and smallest slides down to the base of my shaft. Blood immediately begins to flow in but can’t get out. Close examination of my engorged member follows. Her pale face and pink lips are within a breath of my steel ringed cock. Purple and swollen and veins that are never seen pop out and give me a new surface texture. She strokes and scratches with long fingernails. Really really long fingernails, they must be press ons just for this occasion. She has beautiful hands. I’m tortured wonderfully and kept on the edge of ecstatic release for over an hour. She gags me with a handkerchief because I’m making too much noise. Whining and whimpering, tears running down my cheeks into my ears. Will she let me cum? And can I even cum with the three steel rings clamping around me.
“This belonged to my grandmother.” She says in her cool, soothing voice. It is a negligee in Black silk. She stands me up and unzips the corset. My exposed skin is prickly sensitive as she slips the antique garment over my raised arms and head, delicate straps settling on my shoulders. It feels different than anything I’ve ever worn. Long, to the floor. Her grandmother must have been tall but not broad. The sheath fits me closely. Mistress guides me down onto my back on the bed once again. The negligee gets bunched up around my belly. She wraps it around my tumescent cock and lightly caresses me through it. My pulse is pounding in my head and heart and groin. I’m whimpering like a puppy. My vision is getting fuzzy. She whispers in my ear…
“I allow you to release…”
I scream past the handkerchief gag. It feels like cumming and getting kicked in the balls at the same time. I’m gasping for breath and crying and my penis is trying to ejaculate but nothing is escaping, just clenching and spasming and bucking my hips up into the air.
Alexa pulls the black silk back from my exaggerated member and makes a noise of concern.
“Perhaps this is TOO constricting.” She pulls the small ring, the one at the base of my shaft, out and away from my urethra and a flood of pent up semen gushes up and out and all over her Grandmother’s negligee. I squeal and contract again and streams of white pour out of the painfully swollen end of my cock. I’m crying like a six year old and cumming on her hands and she pulls away and just watches till the flow stops and I stop thrashing and diminish to sobs and shudders.
. . . . . .
Jan And Her are at the lunch table alone and I come to sit down. Jan looks at me as if to say ” I know everything you two are doing”. She continues speaking to Alexa.
“I really can’t recommend his cock highly enough. It gets to just the right place, every time, it’s almost unreal. Our perfect little Kevin.”
My face is burning.
Alexa’s eyes let me know that I will be called to her room very, very soon.
Third appointment
She is wearing a very stiff, steel boned corset that squeezes her ample breasts up towards her throat. Evey breath pushes them up like twin balloons inflating. It’s captivating.
She welcomes me coolly and then bends forward over her dressing table and presents her sex to me. Her stockings are glossy and have seams running up the back, flawlessly straight. My member is ready for duty immediately. It got hard in my panties, her panties actually, as I was walking down the hall to her room, fluttering with anticipation. Seeing her dressed as she is made it even more eager. I am ready to please my mistress. Her labia part exquisitely and I slowly enter her to my full length. She breathes a long sigh and I hold fast within where the temperature is roasting like a steam boiler.
“Now proceed”
I stroke long and smoothly. She bumps back into me and changes the angle and then also the speed. I am her appliance, her machine, her sex slave. This is awesome. I gaze at her beautiful countenance in the mirror looking back at me. I see a hint of a frown.
“I’m looking at you, not you at me. Avert your eyes.” she commands crisply. I cast my eyes down at her shoulders, her back, corseted waist, alabaster ass cheeks accepting the thrusts of my hard member. Unbelievable. I feel like my mind is about to leave my body, held to it only by the sensations coming from my penis, the feeling of her textured inside.
She cums gasping and I feel a wave about to crash. I cry out in a shrill moan as it hits me.
I lift her feet off the ground with the force of my ejaculation. I blast her luxurious, wealthy vaginal passage with my pearly batter. Soon she pushes me back and away from her.
“Clean me” I am commanded. I kneel and my tongue stretches out to her flushed and oozing hole. Oozing my creamy white spunk.
I’ve tasted my own cum before but not this much. It’s not sour or even chlorine tinged like others but I think I detect a hint of sweetness. And it is prodigious. I eat a lot of my own cum from my mistresses’ cunt hole and lick and clean her inner and outer folds comprehensively. I think I hear her giving satisfied murmurs.
She sees me off with the barest sparkle in her cold eyes.
“Goodnight little girl”
I walk home as one possessed. I am totally owned.
. . . . . . .
It’s Sunday morning and I’m in my room alone. Last night was big for frat parties and I’m not into frat parties. None of the sisters needed a house boy for anything, which happens sometimes but I don’t feel bad. I needed a rest actually. And study, I am actually here to go to school, not just service sorority girls. I don’t know if i can make a job out of that.
The phone rings and it’s Jan’s familiar sweet southern voice, a bit rough and crackly.
“Kevin honey can you do me a favor?”
“Yes sister.”
“Huh!” She likes my answer. “I’m at my apartment but my car’s on campus. Could you grab it for me and come over? I have a spare key in a hidden box.”
“A hidden box?”
“My box won’t be hidden from you if you bring my car over. Maybe I’ll take you out for breakfast.”
“I’ll come right over.”
“You’re such a darling. It’s by the Alpha house, you know, mine’s the white Honda? Key’s under the front bumper. Thanks Babe.”
I retrieve her car and drive over to her apartment. She lets me in and seems to be wearing ONLY a T-shirt. No bra, no panties. She takes my hand and leads me into her bedroom and we flop onto the tousled bed. We lie there still for a while but then she draws my head into her chest and cuddles me. I’m getting chubby.
“Your body turns me on.” I whisper into her cottony rack.
“Is that a fact?” She feathers my hair with her fingers. ” Do you feel like stroking your cock? I’d like to watch that.”
I hurry out of my shorts and my dick is straight and proud. I get a good grip and start moving. She runs her fingers over my balls and assists me with the shaft work too. Then she moves away a bit and her hand goes between her legs. Some groans and sighs escape her lips. We position ourselves so our legs are towards each other, propped into almost a sitting position and watch one another masturbate. I’m going slow because my hand is dry but she is frigging her clit rapidly and delving into her hole from time to time to collect more juices on her fingers. My dick is feeling really good because of what I am seeing.
Jan starts to have an orgasm and I hear her soft little “Oo oo oo oo” She pulls her hand away and I look at her spread legs and lips and see her vaginal muscles moving. I have pre cum slickening the tip of my dick.
“Now you need to cum” she says after her breathing evens out “How can I help with that?”
“I want to see your … breasts.” Saying it out loud heightens my arousal. I like that very proper term. Especially with her. Her breasts are tow of my favorites. She pulls her t shirt up and off and that really does it for me. Her tits look so soft and round and smooth, and pendulous as she leans toward me and they hang down. She crawls slowly up toward my face and brushes her lips against mine. My masturbation is getting pretty intense but I know what would make it even better.
Leave a Reply