I get it.. you love panties. They’re so frilly, flouncy and lacy! Nothing can bring out the little bitch boy in you like putting on a pair of girly panties. But I walked into my bedroom yesterday and caught you going through mine… and you were wearing a pair. The sight of you standing there – again – with your hard cock encased in my stolen silky panties made it clear to me that you needed some firm discipline.
“Open the drawer underneath my panty drawer, bitch boy” I said. You pulled it open and inside was my collection of toys. “Take out my big, black strap-on.” You picked it up, and I could see the excitement in your eyes. I stripped down to nothing and slid the enormous cock up into place and fastened it. “On your knees, sissy.” I took the cock in my hand and dick-whipped your cheeks. “Fucking slut,” I said as I slid it across your lips. You knew better than to open your mouth until I told you to, but your anticipation was building, and it had created a wet spot in the panties you stole from me. “Stick out your tongue, bitch,” I tapped the tip of your tongue with the head of my strap-on. Then I grabbed your head and shoved the cock down your throat in one forceful thrust, gagging you. “Suck my cock, panty boy” I instructed as I started pumping in and out of your mouth. The sight of your saliva running out of the corners of your mouth and your watering eyes was my cue to fuck you.
“Stand. Face the bed.” I placed my hand on the back of your head and forced your face into the mattress, pulling your stolen panties to the side at the same time and in one swift motion, I thrust into your sissy hole, filling you. I reached down and found your hand and guided it to my pussy. The instant you felt my slick wetness, you started moaning louder. With every thrust, your fingers rubbed against my clit, and as I reached my orgasm, you soaked through those stolen panties with your load.
