Pussy Worship
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Thursday, July 07, 2005A FantasyHe was cheeky and rebelliant all night. He was told to rub my feet, he did a half hearted job then quit before being told to. He talked back and made inappropriate comments he knew would kill the mood sexually. He pouted around the house, clearly wanting something--attention, sex, something, but was unwilling to kneel at his Mistress's feet and ask like the good pet I know he can be. He was asking to submit, he wanted to be punished. Finally, I had enough. "In the bedroom" I barked "strip, present yourself on the bed". He looked at me for a moment, considering his options, then went--I knew he was a good little pet. I waited, letting him worry, letting him wonder what was coming. I took my time--got a glass of water, locked up the house, knowing all the while he was naked, face down and ass up on the bed, waiting for me. Good. Let him wonder, let him wait. I put on his favorite outfit--stockings, garter, nothing else. I wandered in at my leisure, and saw him there. I said "you have been willful, pet, do you understand that?" "Yes, Mistress," his voice is shaky but more with anticipation than fear. I don't really want him to fear me, just to mind me. "I have to punish you now, do you understand that?" "Yes Mistress." "Do you want that?" "Yes, Mistress, please punish me, please put me back where I belong." I smile and get out the bigger dildo. "I'm going to put my cock in your ass and I want it to stay there." "Yes, Mistress, thank you." I condom and lube the big purple thing and slide it in his waiting ass, positioned on the bed. "You'd like me to fuck you, wouldn't you?" "Yes, Mistress, please fuck me." "Not this time, pet." I move around to the head of the bed where his face is pressed into the mattress. I sit in front of him. "Can you see me?" "Yes, Mistress, you look beautiful." I push my feet into his face and demand "finish the foot rub you started, and do it right." He struggles to get into position, on his knees and elbows so he can use his hands but still remain presented, ass up like I like him. He rubs enthusiastically this time, and I can see the light in his eyes--he wanted this. I knew it. I relax back on the headboard and let him work, take my time and enjoy it. He starts to shake a bit more--the position can't be particularly comfortable. "Do you like my cock in your ass?" I ask. "Yes Mistress, I'm so hot right now." I observe his hardened cock, already dripping pre-cum and ready to go. The ass thing does it every time. Instant hard on, just add dildo. After a while I take a bit of pity on him and let him lay down next to me. He collapses, tired and shaky from the position of submission. He looks at me, waiting for direction. Excellent. "Now rub my body--move your hands all over me." He complies, lingering like he always does on my breasts and near my pussy. The pet is always in such a rush--I have had to teach him to slow down, to enjoy it. I tell him to slow down, or he will go back to the feet and nothing else. He rubs my face, neck, belly and back--not hard, just gently. I can see his cock, hard, begging to be stroked, so I do, once. A groan comes from inside him and he thrusts his hips against my leg. "You want me to fuck you, don't you pet?" "Yes, Mistress." "You're impudent and impatient--do you deserve to be fucked?" "No Mistress, but please, please. I'll be a good pet next time." He's tricky, because he knows I love it when he begs. Anyone who thinks for a moment that he has no control here is out of their minds--he is just as clever as I am, and knows how to push my buttons and make me want him, now. I give in a bit and let him lick my pussy. He lets out a little mew of excitement and dives in. This is his favorite past time, after all. I writhe on the bed, wet and ready. He puts two, then three fingers inside me and fucks me hard while he licks my clit. He knows exactly how I like it. I force him to back off and he licks slower, gentler, until I feel myself ready to orgasm. I grab his hair, hard, and force him into me. He's remarked before this makes him feel totally submissive, and now that is what I want the most. He sucks and licks and struggles for breath and I cum, wetness soaking his face and hands. I order him back into position, face down, ass up. I grab the lube, use a bit more, and start fucking his ass hard with the dildo. He starts yelling into the pillow, I can see his fists balled up in the sheets and his ass rises to meet each stroke. "Please Mistress," he begs, "please let me cum, please please please." I figure he's learned his lesson, so I reach around and stroke his balls, then his cock while pumping the dildo in and out of his ass hard. He cums explosively, all over the bed, then collapses. I crawl next to him and we slide together, fit like a glove like we always do. "Thank you, thank you" he mutters softly, kissing my face and pulling me close. Maybe next time I'll let him fuck me, if his attitude improves. **sigh. Sadly, the only part of this that is true is the first paragraph. Everything else is what, in retrospect, I should have done. I still don't know how far I can go as his Domme, but I think it is within my rights to just not tolerate his b.s. He gets so pouty, it is obnoxious. He wanted my attention and I wasn't giving it to him, so he acted like a little kid. I love my pet so much, and I don't want to hurt him. But if he said he'd sub for me, dammit he should. That was the agreement. Man I hate real life sometimes! By the way, forgive my grammar errors--I do my best but dialogue was never my forte. Plus--Mistress's? Mistress'? Arg!!!!!!!!! |
