“Begin with my feet, Bitch Boy. Lick them clean.” My slave enthusiastically took to his task, licking and sucking my feet, moving up my legs… I put my palm on his forehead before he was able to slide his tongue into my ass. “You haven’t earned the privilege of serving my ass yet, Bitch Boy. Clean my tits.”
As he was licking under my breasts, two men entered the room. Bitch Boy’s eyes strayed from me to them and he paused. I reached down and grabbed his balls, firmly tugging on them. “Focus,” I hissed at him. His tongue went back to work.
Our guests were nude, muscular men with enormous, swinging cocks. Bitch Boy’s eyes again strayed from my body over to them. I took his chin in my hand, bringing his attention back to me. “They distract you, slave?”
“Join us,” I motioned to the men. They approached and I pushed Bitch Boy back down to his knees, and guided a cock into his mouth. “Suck.” I instructed. I turned to the other man and said, “My slave is easily distracted… I think he needs to be taught a lesson.” I lifted my leg and pulled his face to my pussy. Bitch Boy whimpered as he watched the man slide his tongue into my cunt. “Oh, poor little Bitch Boy… are you feeling neglected?” I pulled his mouth off the cock and directed his tongue into my ass. I moaned as my slave and our guest licked and sucked my most sensitive, intimate spots.
But now we had a third wheel, and I am not the kind of hostess to let anyone feel left out. I reached out and grabbed for the cock that had just been in Bitch Boy’s mouth, and slid my hand up and down it. His 10″ veiny cock was throbbing. I spit on my hand and coated his dick, “Fuck my Bitch Boy,” I moaned as I began cumming.
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I love a man who loves cock as much as I do. It gets me wet to watch your eyes light up as I bring that cock to your lips and instruct you to began sucking. Step by step, I guide you.
“Part your lips,” I demand. I guide the swollen mushroom head across your lips, squeezing the tip as I deposit a slippery trail of delicious pre-cum. “Wider, slut!” I say. You comply, and I began to fill your mouth with the cock. “Suck,” I say as I take your hand and wrap it around the thick shaft. I lean down and spit, our saliva mingling on the cock in your mouth. “Squeeze, bitch!” I tell you, and you excitedly apply pressure with your hand to that throbbing hard cock in your mouth.
“Suck and stroke,” I tell you. You began bobbing your head up and down the cock while your hand synchronizes rhythm with your whore mouth.
I slide my hands over the balls and feel them getting tighter. You’re going to get a mouthful of hot, sticky cum any second… if I decide you deserve it.
Once a bitch, always a bitch! I tend to let my sweet side show at times but its not very often. Only if your fucking lucky. I love being in control of a pathetic fuck toy like you. I like making a man like you squirm and beg sounding like the loser you are. I might give you that one chance to cum. It gives me such a rush listening to you stroke your cock for me. Teasing you, begging me to stroke it just a little bit faster. Keep dreaming loser boy. All you do is put a evil smile on my face. I am in control of you and don’t forget it. You truly bring out the wicked little bitch in me. You make me want to tease you even more. You lay down in your bed and pretend I am there with you. Caressing you with my fingertips. Brushing my lips down your neck to your chest. Kissing you. Making you feel my hot breath down by your cock. Do you really think your going to get a piece of this ass? Think again. I know how bad you want it. Laughing my ass off. Watching you lay there, as your body twitches. Your cock jumping and your balls feeling all tight.
Keep dreaming loser. That’s right! You’re a fucking loser. It’s never gonna happen! I’ll make those balls the perfect shade of blue.
Yes you know I am talking to you. The married guy who surfs the internet for phonesex and girls like me that look down on losers like you. You come to our chat room and try hard to get us to chat with you.. But you know its no fucking deal till you SHOW ME THE MONEY!!!
Thats right in your world your powerful. Your the big man about town.. a Doctor, a lawyer, a CEO of a million dollar company or even someone famous.. YES I have made men of all stature and power who make everyone around them weak.. NOT me BITCH!!! I am the one your mother warned you about. I will treat you sweet if you are spoiling me rotten. I may even act like I like you. But piss me off and you will crawl and be my weak little play thing. You will wear your dog collar and sit at my feet. YOUR MY Pet after all.
YOU will look to me for permission to do anything that pertains to sex. Even if its with your wife. YOU will report to me how many times you pissed a day if that the mood I am in. You know if your reading this and your heart starts pounding and your cock starts tingling YOUR the one I wrote this blog for and YOU need to be my married little pet..so call me now bitch! Because your not a big dong on my porch!!!!!!!
Once upon a time….there was a true submissive boy who knew his lowly place. A real life “bitch boy” who really understood the meaning of “Princess” and without even being taught. He knew in his heart of all hearts he was born for one purpose only to serve his PRINCESS.
He obviously appreciates the fact that I allow him in my presence and strives only to keep that invitation open. Worship, adore, spoil, and serve forever this is his very motto and he repeats it over and over again when I am away and then spoils me with extravagant GIFTS upon my return. His oral skills are the best by far he worships my perfect holes with his tongue until I demand otherwise. And, never does he ever forget his place. To serve his Princess for ever.
Bitch boy if you read this and I know you will because you are obedient, kudos for knowing what it really means to be a subbie and how to truly worship a real Princess.
Princess Krystal
