Sunday 4 September 2011

Bound and Fucked: 4/9/11


I’m feeling flushed with the plan I have for this evening’s scene.  Tonight I have decided to wear my PVC outfit with fish net stockings held in place with a suspender belt and ankle boots.  I arrive at his place, my heart beating slightly faster than usual, I enter the house and there he is, kneeling as is the protocol for my arrival.

He kisses my right hand as usual and tell him to wait for a moment while I put my bags down.

I picked up the item that was sitting at the top of my bag along with a piece of rope.  I stand in front of my submissive and let him view me from the waist down, I place my hand under his chin and tilt his head up towards me and smile… immediately, I whip out the item I am holding in my left hand behind my back.  My submissive is puzzled with the sudden movement and next minute is head is covered with a dark pillow case.  My sub grunts.  A rubber band is placed over this head down to his neck to keep the pillowcase in place.

I move behind him and push him down onto floor, kneel down, pull his arms behind his back and rope bondage the wrists.  I can hear his breathing escalating, part excitement, part fear of this unexpected scene.

I whisper in his right ear, and say “are you ready for me, you dirty little bitch?”  “it’s time for your fantasy”.  I kicked him in the thigh to make my point of what’s to come.  Then kicked him in the waist… just because.

I bent down and yelled at him to stand up but remain on his knees and walk on his kneels into the lounge room.

I then reach down and untie his hands from the back, all the while swearing at the bitch for being so fucken cute because everyone who meets him wants him.  I handcuff his hands in front and tell him to bend forward.

I proceed to stand on his limbs, slapping him on his cute bitch arse, scratching his balls, flicking his balls, telling him he better fucken remain loyal to me, and only me for a long time and to not fuck me around… ever.  He whimpers, “yes, Mistress”.

Before you know what’s happening, you feel your bitch arse invaded with my fingers and the insertion of lubricant.  I hear your excited whimpers and I tell you to remain still as I pushed my 8 inch Strap on into you.  There was no time for warm up, I push and your arse accepts the pain and pleasure of the Strap on cock.  Your whole being has immersed itself into pure submission.

I proceed to fuck you, and interrogate you… simultaneously.  Some of the questions are confronting but you managed to answer them all in order to satisfy your Mistress.

You squirm, so I pull out my cock out and insert more lubricant into you, then shove my big hard rubber cock back into you.  I know you are loving it, and have you tell me how much.  You respond:  “yes, Mistress, I am dirty slut and this is the position I always want to be in, I am a dog, who needs to be at your feet always, and I will take anything you want to dish out to me Mistress”.  “Hurt me, fuck me, use me, this is what I have always wanted – this makes me happy, Mistress”.

Mistress laughs because I know you, sub.  I continue to pound you and you gratefully, or is that helplessly, accept the fullness, flushed with happiness and excitement.

Mistress is soaking from all the excitement of this scene.  I pull out my Strap On cock and push you to the ground, to the side, and place your ankles into rope bondage.  Your cock hardens right before my eyes.  I remove my cock, and kick “my” cock with my boots, you grunt.

I sit on your face and wipe my wetness all over the pillowcase so you smell my scent through it.  I hear you growling so I slap your face to shut you up.  You grunt.  And, so I slap your face again just for the pleasure of it.

I leave you so I can find something to drink.  I am dehydrated and need water.  I drink until I am satiated.  I take a mouthful of water and spit it over your body.

I move to you again and pull out my metal, shiny, sharp implements – there is more wicked fun to be had although not so much fun for you but what can you do – you’re tied up and can only crawl around the floor to get away from me… slowly.

Now the real fun begins… did I mention, I like the colour… RED so let’s see how your skin likes that colour!