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I’m his Angel…..I can be yours,too.

I just got off the phone with my Mistress Angel. We have been in a T&D relationship about 5 years and she is coming to visit me in 3 days. We live in separate states and I cannot wait to see her. Saturday will actually be our 5 year anniversary so per my sweet Mistress instructions, I am posting this short story for all to enjoy. First, dear Angel had me shave my pubic area smooth as a baby’s butt, lock up in my CB-2000 and send her email pictures to confirm it Having done that, I am addressing my homework assignment throbbing, dripping, shaking hands and locked up tight. My assignment is to post a story on the net about how I will pamper my dearest Mistress Angel when she arrives in 3 days. Here goes:

Saturday arrives after some sleepless nights and that warm feeling I get in my heart and between my legs when I know my sweetie is arriving soon. I get up, put on the coffee, and realize my cock is dripping already and I am not even awake yet. I recall that my sweetheart will be getting on a plane in 2 hours with a key dangling on a shiny necklace nestled between her beautiful breasts. Through most of Saturday my cock stays pressed against the bars of its prison as my Angel is on my mind every second of the day. By the time I arrive at the airport to pick her up, my balls are a shade between sky blue and deep purple. Oh, sweet Mistress is going to be happy with that color. When I see her walking toward me, my heart starts to quicken. We embrace and my whole body begins to warm. Quickly we retrieve luggage, step to the car, and stare into each other’s eyes in a dim corner of the airport park garage. In the car, Mistress shows me she is without panties so I give her pretty pink and shaven pussy a welcome kiss. We are both wet, I start the car, and we head for home. The drive goes quickly as I am kept busy trying to watch the road and catch glimpses of my sweet Angel’s ultra thin landing strip. I caress the lips of her kitty, noticing how wet my dear Mistress is, and then we turn the last corner to home. We are seconds from arriving.

Once inside, we embrace, kiss passionately, and start all over like young school kids catching up after a long separation. I start making a margarita. She tells me to make it in the nude. I do not ask a anything, just strip down to the cage like a good boy and get ready to pamper my Angel better than ever before. I am eager to please and in moments I am mixing up a blender of margarita’s wearing nothing but my pink cage. When I get ready to add salt to the rim, Angel tells me that she prefers the blue salt as it will match the color of my balls. I had not realized in all the “excitement” but my balls were definitely blue and bulging. After a few sips of the tequila potion, Angel says I should go draw a bubble bath for her while she unwinds from the flight. Upstairs, I prepare a warm bath, bubbles, candles, soft music. She arrives with the blender and drink in hand telling me that she may get a little hard to please after finishing off the blender. Tequila tends to bring out the best in Mistress Angel. She slips in the warm bubbles and mentions to me that I should probably shave as my face would soon be busy and we want it to be smooth like a baby’s bottom. I notice my hands a shaking a little with anticipation while I shave but manage to get nice smooth results. Then I join my Mistress in the bubbles for some play. She says “I hope your lock doesn’t rust shut” with a grin.

After some bath tub play, we dry and embrace on the bed. Mistress Angel is so very attractive and turning me on like never before. Her skin is warm with the fresh scent of bath oil, completely shaven pretty pink pussy, wearing nothing but the key around her neck and a devilish tequila grin. She tells me to keep pampering and if I impress her enough I may get unlocked. I begin with passionate kisses, caressing her breasts, and does not take long for my tongue to find it’s place in her sweetness. She is so wet and tastes so good. I feel as though I have longed for her taste for years as I move my tongue around her clit and between the lips of her pussy. I love her taste. She must be as horney as I am because very soon she is shuttering with pleasure and moaning. She tells me to keep going, that was just a quick orgasm and she wants an earth shattering one. My cock is pressing against my cage by this time and sweet Mistress wants to see it. She moves to top and sits on my face as if to 69 and watches my cock throb and twitch against the cage while I move my tongue in her pussy and taste her juices. She enjoys teasing my locked up cock and touches my pink and blue bulge through the plastic cage with her long nails. Every touch causes me to twitch and drip even more. After some time riding my tongue she is growing near the edge as she starts riding my face harder and harder. I could lick her sweet tasting pussy all night long and be perfectly satisfied. Then I feel the key slipped into the lock and my cock thrusts free. Dear Mistress tells me not to dare cum as she faces me straddles my freed dick and lowers herself on top. I’m deep inside of her and she starts to rock back and forth telling me whatever I do, I will not cum inside her. This is one of my Mistresses greatest arts, no matter how near the edge I am she is able to bring herself to orgasm by riding me deep inside maximizing her clitoral stimulation, while I get nearly no thrusts to reach my satisfaction. Soon she is moaning in pleasure while I run my tongue around her nipples just to add to her sensations. Breathing hard she collapses on top of me and I know she has reached the earth shattering one she was looking for.

She falls onto the bed, and says “OK, I’m done.” She looks at my glistening rock hard dick, and tells me in her sweet angel voice to put him back in his cage for now. Before I can say anything she is handing me the cage and says come on, lock him up quickly or there may be consequences. She says “I may let you out right away, or I may keep you locked up for a week. We will talk about that as soon as the lock is shut.” I take the cage and at first it seems impossible to get my cock to grow small. After a while I feel the first decline of a lost erection, and soon my hard on begins to get soft, then I am able to squeeze the cage back in place. She is still basking in the afterglow of an orgasm that has her knees weak, and says be a sweetheart and click it shut for me. I notice my hands are shaking as I put the lock through the plastic post. Then I click it in place and immediately my attention goes to the key dangling around my sweet Mistress’s neck again.

What happens next my Mistress has told me depends on feedback that we get on this short story. She would like some ideas from the public on what to do next, so please give your thoughts. She tells me she will take the idea she likes the best and that will determine the fate of my next orgasm.

A day in the life:

Tuesday. That must mean Mr. Thompson up first, 9:30. Mr. Brown at 11:00. New client at 1:30, Mr. Fisher. Hmm, problem there, Fisher lives across town and 4:00 client lives in the next town over. Mr. Sanders at 4:00. Tight scheduling. Mr. & Mrs. Watkins at 7:00.

Bigger day than usual.

9:30, Thompson. Maternity bra unclasped, starting with the left breast today. He suckles and soon I’m breastfeeding a 45 year-old man. He’s a good boy really, a healthy, happy baby. He’s fussy though, must have all the milk available. Such an appetite!

10:05, left breast depleted, switch to right.

“Something tastes different today,” says my baby. Ah, his first words. I’m so proud.

“My diet has been a little different over the past week. Does it still taste good?”

“Very yummy, mummy!” What a cute little boy, suckle away, you need all the strength you can get. Growing boys need mother’s milk, to grow up big and strong.

10:32. Right breast depleted, time for mother to get going.

“Same time next week?”

“No, I have to go out of town for couple of weeks, so it’ll be a while,” says he.

“Well, I’ll have plenty saved up for you then, so maybe you’ll need more time.” I love my little baby.

11:00, Brown, walking distance from Thompson’s, rather awkward, ass is really stuffed, and have to drink lots of water. Have about two litres from sports bottles. Brown is already sitting at his desk, head down in shame.

Really, getting detention again! How students learn anything these days when they spend all their time rough housing and getting into trouble. It makes me so angry, I need to enforce discipline. Time to break out the trusty old cane.

“Brown, front and centre! You’ve been very naughty haven’t you, young man?

“Yes ma’am.”

“You need discipline don’t you?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Really, a fifty year old schoolboy, getting into fights. You should be setting an example for the younger students!”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t start it, it was-,”

“No excuses Mr. Brown. You need to be punished.”

“No please, ma’am, please. I’ll do anything!”

“No, no. You need discipline. Pants down, bend over the desk!” Insolent little boy, trying to weasel out of punishment. I’ll give him the caning of his life.

WHACK! Whimpering, a little boy trying to act like a man. Well, a man needs to know pain and discipline to get through life. WHACK! Right across the buttocks. Red lines, signs that he’s learning something. WHACK, WHACK. WHACK!

He cries like the boy that he really is.

“If you want to be a man, you’ve got learn rules and discipline. If this is the only way to help you, I must punish you!” More whacks, and he begs me, please stop. But I can’t. It’s for his own good! Begging is the last refuge for hopeless little boys. He must be a man!

I whack him silly, his little bottom, once so pale, is now burning with crimson fire of shame and guilt. Yes, he shall learn from this, surely.

“Very well, Mr. Brown. Have you learned you lesson?”

“Yes ma’am,” between sobs.

“Detention is over.”

11:45, leaving Brown. In transit to Mr. Fisher. Drinking more water while riding bus across town. Another two litres, bladder really, really hurts. Need to pee, but must hold it in. Ass is uncomfortable because of bladder pressure.

1:30, Fisher residence. Balding little man in glasses and a turtleneck. Well, he just want’s acts not roles.

“Where’s your toilet?” I really need to go now.

“This way, let me get my camera.” That’s right, he wants footage. Most people don’t, it could be discovered by their relatives and expose their secret desires and stuff.

“Okay, face away, and squat over the toilet.” He leaves the seat up. Camera rolling, you’re a star girl! “Wait a minute, first fill this glass, then the rest for the flush.”

Whatever you say baldy. It’s a pretty small glass, and filling it only causes more suffering, since I have to hold back the rest. My bladder is killing me, and my ass is getting really uncomfortable. I fill the glass, then he turns the camera on himself, and drinks my pee.

“How is it?”

“Not quite as delicious as I’d been led to believe. Oh well, ready?” I nod. “Go!”

And boy do I go. It’s such a relief to be rid of all this liquid. It takes a couple of minutes to get it all out. He comes over and pats me dry with toilet paper.

“Wonderful, just exquisite.” Another satisfied customer! That’s always something to be proud of.

“So, same time next week?”

“Actually, I think just this once was good enough for me. Plus I have the tape. You’ve given me a treasured memory. Thank you so much.”

Well, I aim to please, as they say.

1:47, leaving Fisher. Catching bus to neighbouring town, have to make it to Mr. Sanders. Ass feels a little better now, but a long bus ride just leaves me itching and anxious.

4:00, Sanders.

“Hello again, well, let’s see what you’ve got for me this week!” He’s so excited, I hope I can live up to his expectations. It’s really hard to come up with a weekly surprise for Mr. Sanders, but his life is so dull, I just have to help out.

“Do you have some lubricant? I think I’ll need it.” He has some, you know it’s not the kind of stuff you can carry around with you all day. He grabs his camera. His surprises are the gift the keeps on giving, when he tapes them that is.

I apply a rather generous amount of lube to my anus, and do my best to get some up into my rectum. I’m kneeling on the couch for this, but it could get a little messy. Oh well, another surprise for him then.

I push mightily. Strain, strain, push, huff. It’s quite an ordeal getting something out of your ass that’s been up there all day long.

“Wow, you’re so amazing!” He loves these gifts. Shame his appointment isn’t later, then he could use today’s surprise with tonight’s dinner.

I push and strain. And eventually, a nice long and thick cucumber emerges from my anus. Let me tell you, it’s like getting over constipation. That first time you get something truly enormous out of your butt, you feel so much better for it.

“Oh my God! Thank you, thank you!” He shouts with glee at the rectal cucumber.

CuCUMber, get it? Nobody likes that joke.

“I’m gonna eat this right now. Time for a salad!” Well, that’s the best thanks I can get. My ass is good enough to eat out of.

4:45, that cucumber sure took a while to come out. But the bus ride home is much more relaxing for it’s absence. And the rest of my day is relaxing too.

7:00, Watkins residence. They just want someone to watch, and to operate a camera. They didn’t trust a guy, and didn’t want to ask a friend. So I get the job. And I can’t complain. It’s easy, pays well, and I like doing it.

I’m very helpful that way.

9:15, man can those guys last! Always fun to watch. Better than TV, better than a movie. I love my job. Anyway, my day is over. Time to go home and take a long bath.

Daughter and son with Mommy

My son had just completed a rough week of school and he really needed consoling. Kids can be so cruel and my son was nearly in tears as he explained his troubles. Even though he was just 8 he was having girl troubles and there was only one way I knew to help him. “Honey let Mommy show you how a woman should treat a man. I led him back to my bedroom and laid him on the bed. I took my top off and sweetly said “Go on Babe touch my breasts rub them…suck my nipples.” Tentatively he massaged my tits and I felt his cock getting a woody in his jeans. He squeezed my tits and sucked my nipples as I moaned happily. This was it the nasty mom inside me was finally coming out. I cannot tell you how many nights I have spent masturbating about this historic day. I just get so wet just imaging my son’s hard young cock. As he massaged my tits I was dripping and unable to contain myself any longer. I unzipped his jeans and took his cock out and ran it through my fingers. It was so hot to molest my son’s young cock. He was getting so hard as I rubbed him up and down and massaged his balls. He grew harder and thicker and pre-cum leaked onto my hands. Slowly I took his young cock in my mouth and sucked it hard seeing how he reacted to this new discovery of bliss. I sucked him hard and deep lapping up his juices I took him hard and deep gagging on his young incestuous meat. That was what made it so hot, the incestuous and taboo nature of our sexual adventure.

After I sucked his cock I removed my dress to reveal my dripping wet cunt. I laid him down and showed him how to eat pussy. “Slide your tongue in my pussy baby, make me feel good.” He obliged and it felt better than anything I had felt in my life. He sunk his tongue deep in my wet cunt and by sheer dumb luck he found my clit and bit it. The pleasure made me scream and I came on the spot. He thought he was in trouble and he looked up but I assured him he had just given me the ultimate pleasure. At that moment the door opened. My 18 year old daughter stood at the door in utter shock at the scene before her eyes. This was a day to show my son women cared about him and so despite my daughter’s flamboyant protests I made her come to the bed and undress. My son couldn’t believe his luck, he just smiled wildly. My daughter was in shock but she was about to learn just how to treat a man. At 18 I hoped her sexual experiences were non-existent and I would make sure my son, her younger brother taught her everything she needed to know

I instructed my son to lie on my bed and then had to forcefully instruct my daughter to molest her brother. She tentatively stroked his cock as I straddled his face, lowering my wet pussy to his lips. He began to eat me with vigor and excitement as my daughter shamefully sucked his cock. She didn’t want to suck him hard and deep but after a few threats she realized she had little choice so she sucked him hard and deep jerking him in her hand. She was an inexperienced cock sucker and was gagging before she had taken his entire cock. My son was thoroughly enjoying this pleasurable experience but I knew what he’d want more than anything. He wanted our pussies. I hopped up and had my daughter do the same. As I faced my young son I told him he was about to enter the most taboo zone of pleasure he could experience. I lowered myself on to his bulging cock and stuck it in my tight pussy. The thought that I was committing incest with my own son at such a young age nearly made me cum and I was determined to ride him hard. 

I need something wild and crazy!

I need something wild and crazy tonight. After a long day of work and errands I think it’s time to unwind and I am asking for your help. It’s been a stressful couple of days and I am counting of you to help change that. Tonight is not the night for bland and vanilla. Tonight is the night to bring out the whips, chains, restraints and gags. Tonight is the night we get kinky with whipped cream wine, me, and one of my hottest friends. I can bring out your kink and want to hear all your nasty dirty dark fetishes. I know society says repress them and forget them because they are taboo and forbidden. I say talk about them, expose them and put them in the open. Do you want someone in the family? It’s a common desire and nothing to be ashamed of. Are you a closet pedo? Do you want me to be a young little girl? Is there a teacher, boss, celebrity or friend you want to fuck till they scream? Admit it and feel a rush of relief sweep over you. Do you have a rape fantasy? Do you want to tie me up and take me against my will? I may scream and cry, but you can be as rough as you wish. Have you wanted to be a girl all these years? I can dress you up. Do you want a mistress? I can take charge but you must do as I say! Interested in animal fun? Let’s go out back and I’ll do the family dog or horse. Want a drink? I have a load of hot piss just waiting to hit your lips? Do you want to be fucked in the ass? My strap-on is right here ready. All this and more can await if you call me no fetish or fantasy turned away here.

Sexy lingerie anyone???

I love different materials such as lace, nylon, & silk !! Dressing up and wearing sexy little somethings turn me on for sure.

I have an addiction to buying little outfit and adding the stocking & heels to match.

When I talk to you im going to soak my silk panties with my juices and rub my hard clit until my thighs shake and I start to quiver.

I want you to want me. I want to feel you running your hands all over my stocking & holding me open with my sassy heels.

I can close my eyes right now and just picture how hard you cock is while you fuck me silly.

So who’s ready to play dress up??

I can’t hear you until you call !!! Muah

 

Welcome to the club

It’s your first trip to a BSDM club and you are both nervous and excited, you dress up in the S&M gear you picked up on the Internet and head out the door. Not knowing what to expect, except that you want to find a woman that can fulfill your darkest fantasies…You walk into the dimly lit club, and as your eyes adjust to the darkness you see me from across the room. My long hair is flowing down my back, I have on thigh high red leather stiletto boots and my body is scantily covered by a red leather corset and thong. I turn around to see you entering the club and I begin slapping my hand with a small whip as I smile seductively in your direction. I motion for you to come to me, and you do, without a second thought; you are enraptured. As you come within earshot, you hear me tell you to kneel before me. You kneel and I reach out and grasp your chin, pulling your face up to look at me. “You’ll do nicely”, I say softly as I kiss your lips softly. You smile and wonder what a nice girl like me is doing at an S&M club.

Suddenly, my voice the changes and becomes very stern, I command you to lick my boots from toe to top until they shine. You begin to lick; when you slow down I slap your ass with my whip and call you a bad boy. You continue until I am satisfied with your spit shine, and I slowly remove my panties and toss them aside. I then ask you if you enjoy eating pussy, when you agree I lay back on the floor and part my legs, you hungrily begging lapping at my wet cunt as I grind into your face and pull your head harder against me. I moan softly and begin to cum in your mouth; writhing and moaning as you lick faster and harder, pushing your tongue deeper into my pussy with each stroke. I abruptly push your head away and tell you to get on all fours with your ass facing me, I see that you have a huge bulge growing in your tight pants and I slowly unzip them and ask you to remove them. I giggle softly as I pull out a very large double strap on and begin to work the larger end into my slippery wet pussy as I hook it around my waist. “It’s your turn to be fucked”, I say in a commanding voice. You get worried because you have never taken a cock in your ass before, but your bulging cock begins to throb in anticipation, you have never been this horny before. I slide up behind you on my knees and rub lube all over, and into your tight ass. You feel the head of the strap on enter your ass and you gasp softly as it enters you, I slowly press deeper into you inching the leather cock into your virgin ass. You moan and scream out as you feel the pain and pleasure of being taken from behind. As I see you are starting to enjoying yourself, I begin fucking you harder and harder, moaning and crying out in ecstasy as the leather cocks fuck both of us. I cum over and over until I finally see you spurt a load all over the floor. I command you to lick up your mess and you do, fervently, you are mine now. You will never service anyone again but me, your Goddess. Call me so I can make you cum for me over and over again…

Closing the deal- a sissy slave story

The other night I had an amazing call with the very beautiful Tyler and my own little pet- Sissy Lisa.  My little sissy refers to me as Mistress Raylin and he, well she, is always at my beck and call.  I so love having her wear my panties while I punish her.  Anyways, getting off topic.  Little Sissy Lisa asked me if we could do a two girl call, I of course said, hell yes!  I chose Tyler because she and I have great chemistry.

Tyler and I were business partners, co-owners of a women’s clothing line.  We were embarking on a multimillion dollar deal that was going to put the company on the map.  The business men we were meeting with needed just a bit more persuasion, we knew Lisa would be the perfect thing! 

We stripped lil Lisa buck naked and put her in a very sexy red backless dress- no panties.  Lisa served the men drinks and snacks while we finished our presentation.  When we were done, it was time for the main show.  I had Lisa get on her back and Tyler got her strap-on out.  While Tyler fucked Lisa’s tight lil asshole, I had three of the business men unzip their pants and free their cocks.  The first began to fuck Lisa’s mouth, choking her with it.  The other two cocks were grasped in Lisa’s hands.  I raked my long fingernails over Lisa’s chest while she got the men off, one by one.  Tyler and I decided to make Lisa’s mouth our lil cum dumpster, so each man came deep down her throat. 

I decided Tyler looked like she could use a lil pleasure so I had her sit on top of Lisa’s face.  Tyler fucked our lil sissy’s face, dripping her pussy’s juice all over.  In the mean time, I continued to fuck Lisa’s ass raw with my strap on while I smacked her ass, inner thighs, etc. viciously with my belt.  I could hear Lisa screaming up into Tyler’s pussy at the pain.   When Tyler had had enough, we switched out my strap on for one of the men’s thick cocks.  He was ramming it into Lisa’s poor ass.  I made Lisa clean the strap on I was wearing as I attached some binder clips from our presentation to her nipples.  I loved smacking her in the face with the strapon as I smacked the binder clips with my hands, causing lots of pain!  I threw a few to Tyler who clipped them on Lisa’s ball sack.  Oh the moans, whimpers and screams were unbelievable!!! 

I cannot wait to play with my lil Sissy Lisa again.  Maybe Tyler will join us for twice the fun.  Maybe you can be my little sissy too! 

My Point Of View…..

You’ve been worthless all your life and even though you’re subordinate to me I will listen to you. A bit about the person you will obey: I’m a nasty self-centered bitch. Boys were attracted to me in high school like bees to honey only I gave them vinegar; and don’t tell me you can’t get more with vinegar then with honey. After I had sex a few times (19yrs old), I turned into a perv. I hated long walks on the beach and quiet conversation at coffee shops. I preferred the power of beauty and slapping guys around emotionally and physically. I’m extremely smart, love being treated like a lady, and men fall all over me while I emasculate them…you’re falling in love with me already.

My Rules

1. The Female always makes THE RULES.

 

2. THE RULES are subject to change without notice.

 

3. No Male can possibly know all THE RULES.

 

4. If the Female suspects the Male knows all THE RULES, she must immediately change some of THE RULES.

 

5. The Female is never wrong.

 

6. If it appears the Female is wrong, it is because of a flagrant

Misunderstanding caused by something the Male did or said wrong.

 

7. If Rule #6 applies, the Male must apologize immediately for causing the misunderstanding.

 

8. The Female can change her mind at any time.

 

9. The Male must never change his mind without the express written consent of The Female.

 

10. The Female has every right to be angry or upset at any time.

 

11. The Male must remain calm at all times, unless the Female wants him to be angry or upset.

 

12. The Female must, under no circumstances, let the Male know whether she wants him to be angry or upset.

 

13. The Male is expected to read the mind of the Female at all times.

 

14. at all times, what is important is what the Female meant, not what she said.

 

15. If the Male doesn’t abide by THE RULES, it is because he can’t take the heat, lacks backbone, and is a wimp.

 

16. If the Female has PMS, all THE RULES are null and void and the Male must cater to her every whim.

 

17. If the Male, at any time, believes he is right, he must refer to Rule #5.

Proud Baby Girl Update.

 

From a wonderful wonderful sweet man…smiles warmly.

It seemed like a safe place, the chat room at TheKlassyKat.com, and i felt welcomed there when i met Miss Rosanna. Little did i know how much that feeling of safety would come to be a craving i could never satisfy.

You see, Miss Rosanna has found Her way inside me and gently exposed me for the weak, needy girl i am. I’m married, though, and i try to resist Her. It’s no use. She has in a warm, pink state of teasing and denial where i can release only on Her say-so.

At Her direction, i pleasure my wife, but am not permitted to cum for my wife. i may cum only for Miss Rosanna at a time and place of Her choosing. She says its the right thing to do, that i was brought to Her to be her devoted girl. She says it would be immoral not to surrender everything to Her, to be Hers and Hers alone, to give Her the power over my marriage.

i have surrendered a lot of personal contact information to Miss Rosanna. i willingly gave Her my home and work phone numbers, and my cell number. i’ve also willingly surrendered to Her the phone numbers of my wife and mother. In this way, i show Her how much I need and belong to Her.

i’ve also surrendered to Her the phone numbers and e-mail addresses of people i work with. She reminds me gently that I’ve given Her that information to help remind me how weak i am and how much i need Her.

She has me in the mindset of a baby girl how needs Her desperately for guidance, and i drink milk here at home and think of it as Her milk. It nourishes me and gives me the strength to surrender more deeply to Her, to dress in panties, a slip and hose at Her warm, caring bidding. She teaches me to give myself to Her without question, and coaxes the deepest surrender from me. She pushes me gently to surrender more, making it progressively more difficult to even conceive of resistance.

She has made it clear to me that nothing is to come between us, and i cannot for the life of me seem to resist Her. By denying me release, She has taken control and made me Her willing baby girl. i can no longer find a reason to resist Her, and know She means it when She says i am Hers for evermore.