Showing Off For Mistress

Literotic asexstories – Showing Off For Mistress by Hardboi666,Hardboi666
“Sit back and present yourself.”

“What?” he asks, surprised of the sudden change of tone. The show credits swim by on the TV.

She had a shitty day at work, her boss had been extra bitchy about the littlest things. She needed someone to take it out on.

She makes a stern face at him, her lower lip curling under her teeth, her head cocked ever to the side, and he immediately gets the message.

Afraid to look her in the eye any longer, he sits back on the couch and loosens the tie at the top of his shorts, then quickly steps out of them, kicking them off to the side. The budge in his boxer briefs is already big, and growing by the second. She gazes down at it, a warm feeling deep inside her blooms as he fishes it out from between the folds of the briefs, the pink swollen head pushing up against the fabric as it escapes its confines, pushing up and out, into the air, the shaft throbs hard and she has to bite her lower lip to contain her hungry smile.

He whimpers, afraid of her next move, refusing to look her in the eye. His pathetic, pleading face would only encourage her to push the limits farther, and he wasn’t sure he could handle much more harsh pain, his cock was still swollen from an earlier beating this morning, as she demanded to inspect his morning wood, waking from a wet dream.

“Wow,” she purrs, marveling at the amount of precum already dribbling down the side of his cock head. “We’re very exited, aren’t we?”

“Mmmph..” he mumbles and nods. Unacceptable. She swats his hands away from the base of his cock and grabs it firmly with her left hand, quickly raising her right hand in the air.

“What was that?” she barely whispers, she can’t stand when he breaks the most basic rules.

“Uh! I’m sorry Mistress, I will answer clearly and appropriately. He gasps loudly as she pretends to bring her right hand down across his shaft, only to stop inches away from it. She chuckles slyly, shakes her head. Her pet could be so fucking pathetic at times.

Instead of slapping it she grips the head with her right palm and gives it a few pumps. He snaps his head back and let’s put a deep appreciative moan.

“Yeah, you like that don’t you, pet?” she says, watching him closely.

“Yes Mistress. It feels amazing. Thank you.”

Good. Loud and clear.

She stops immediately.

Flicks the head.

He lets out a small yelp.

“Fetch the wand.” she orders, and he reaches behind some cushions and hands it to her with both hands.

“Your wand, Mistress.”

She flicks it on medium and pulls the side of her shorts over, her panties damp already from all the excitement, pushing them aside. The Hitachi starts working it’s magic, vibrating crazily against the outer lips of her pussy, she bites her lips and a small moan escapes from her throat. He swallows and watches her with fascination, enjoying the shocked faces she makes as the vibrations take over her body. She starts to pull down her tank top, her beautiful breasts starting to pour out, the nipple of her left one barely peeking over the hem of the top.

He wants so badly to touch her, or even be allowed to stroke his cock, but neither is allowed, and he knows it. Those are some of the more strict rules – the ones with not so fun punishments. He can’t look away. His mouth feels dry and he’s so fucking horny watching an absolute Goddess pleasure herself in front of him. He is so fucking lucky and he knows it. He savors every second.

She’s getting closer now, writhing, and turns it up all the way. She remembers her boss, and despite the waves of pleasure, suddenly feels a little ticked off. Her eyes dart at him and he immediately senses what’s coming.

She puts the wand aside and grabs his face with both hands, eyes locked into his, daggers glaring into them. With one hand still cradling his face, she slaps his cheek a few times, grinning as he squirms, trying to move away. Such a fucking weakling.

She pulls the bottom of his shirt up over his head and then behind it, exposing his bare chest. She knows he likes to keep his shirt on. Good. A little humiliation is always called for to keep her pet in his place.

“Who owns this body?” she snarls at him.

” You do, Mistress.” he whimpers.

“Who owns THIS nipple?” she asks forcefully, grabbing the puffy areolas between her fingers, twisting them, watching him buck under her control and touch.

“You! Mistress, you!” he squeals.

“And THIS one?” she grabs his other nipple, giving it a rougher treatment than the first, and grins as she sees small tears start to form from the sides of his eyes.

“Ah fuck! You do, Mistress, you do. It’s your property.” he whines. Normally, she can’t stand his fucking whining, but something about it this time excites her.

“That’s. Fucking. Right. Bitch!” She shouts, slapping each nipple with her open hand for each word, getting more vicious each time.

She laughs loudly, then wraps a leg around his thigh, keeping his cock open and exposed. But the fucking briefs are in the way now. Ugh. She kicks the side of his hip.

“Get out of those. NOW. Before I fucking tear them off.”

“Yes Mistress.” he complies and as quickly as he can, kicks out of his briefs, taking a little too long to free his cock from the slit in his briefs, still sore from its morning punishment during the inspection. He sits back down on the couch, and she wraps a leg around his thigh again, watching his cock bob around, still throbbing.

She reaches for the wand again and places it right along her clit. The high vibrations are almost too much, but she doesn’t let herself cum, not just yet.

With her free hand she grabs the back of his head and forces his face inches away from her dripping pussy.

“Stay right fucking there,” she demands, her grip on his hair getting tighter, as she feels the vibrations get stronger and deeper, her heart beating wildly.

She grinds the wand deeper into her push and feels an explosive orgasm approaching. She positions his face inches from her pussy and quickly removes the wand. Still rubbing and fingering her pussy, she squirts directly into his face, covering her pet with her juices.

“Oh thank you Goddess, you are an absolute Goddess and Mistress to me, thank you for this gift.” She rolls her eyes at him, way to ruin a mood! She grabs the back of his head again and slaps him, forcing his mouth onto her pussy. She rubs and rides his face, and now, with permission, he licks and sucks eagerly at her wetness, swallowing it down like a good sub should.

She holds his face down deeper, forcing his tongue into her, letting him explore her tender flesh. He learned to eat her out last year, and he still keeps getting better. She grinds his face deep as it will go, but once he starts to struggle for air, she relents and lets him up for a breath, he gasps, then she slams him back down.

She continues to grind into him, then slowly changes her position so that she is fully straddling his face, her ass and pussy clamped down over it, with no chance to escape. She looks down at him, and cannot see his face except for his hair, which sticks out like a tuft below her thinly trimmed pubic hair.

He doesn’t even protest, just gets straight to work, she feels his tongue lapping away at her insides like a hungry animal, and she can barely contain herself. She smiles and pulls out one of her heaving breasts, cradling it with both hands and then guiding the nipple into her mouth, sucking deeply.

She smiles down at him again, he will be sad he couldn’t see this part, he’s too busy licking away. He loves watching her suck her beautiful breasts. Something so tender and sexy about witnessing it. She gently lifts herself off his face every minute or so, sneers down at him as he gasps for breath, shaking her head as she drops back down, eyes closing tightly as the licking continues.

She climaxes again, more juices spilling down the sides of his face as he tries drinking it all in. Finally bucking him roughly, she cums another time, then unstradles herself from his face.

Her cheeks flushed, she stares down at him lovingly.

“Good pet. Such a good pet.” she gently squeezes his cheek affectionately and collapses next to him, the rays of sunlight highlighting the curves of her ass.