Mistress Erotica
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A couple decide to experiment with control.
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He woke slowly, groggily, to find his wrists bound and attached to the base of the massive iron headboard. As he tested his restraints, he discovered that there was merely an inch of give, though, thankfully, his fingers were free and he could wiggle them around. His feet were another story: they were attached to what felt like it must be a small spreader bar, maybe two feet in length. He could move a bit and even lift the bar off the mattress, but he wasn’t going to be able to do much else—which was likely exactly what his mistress wanted.
That mistress was currently straddling his thighs, stroking his cock slowly in her petite little hand. To say that he woke up hard would be an understatement: he was currently achingly ready to go. In fact, he slowly began to sense that something was off, and he issued an animalistic growl before trying to formulate anything coherent. “What the fuck is on my balls?” he questioned, amused and a bit horrified.
The voice of his mistress filled the air and he realized then what he had missed: he was blindfolded. The world was pure black noir with not even a fleck of light leaking into its edges. Fuck. He quickly swiped at his bottom lip with the tip of his tongue, then sighed. “What did you do to me, lover?” he asked in a husky tone.
Still stroking his impressive length, she grinned. “I’m waking you up, lover, because it’s time to play.”
He allowed his head to drop back onto the pillow, his breath catching in his throat as she gripped him tightly and stroked his throbbing flesh. “What’s on my balls?”
“A cock ring,” she answered, her voice sweet as candy.
Realizing that restrained as he was he didn’t have much more choice than to lie back and take whatever she was going to dish out, he sighed. He wrapped his fingers around one of the rungs on the headboard and gritted his teeth at the sensations that she was bringing to his body. “What’s it....going to do?” he groaned.
“Hopefully it will help you to get the hardest, most achingly painful erection of your life,” her voice chimed like church bells.
“I think I’m there already,” he laughed nervously. “I feel like my cock is going to break free of my skin.”
“Good,” she taunted. She absolutely loved that he couldn’t see her right now, that he would have to follow her movements based solely off sensations and the sound of her voice. Despite this, she would love to say that she had dressed the part tonight—in a see-through blue latex mini-dress with some truly killer stiletto, stripper heels—but instead she was completely naked so as to waste no time.
She grabbed her long, black leather riding crop in her hand, and gazed up her lover’s beautiful body. With him restrained to the bed, his stunning, heavily tattooed body was laid out in a feast for her eyes. From his muscular shoulders down to his fat, twitching cock, she appreciated every single, delicious inch of him. But she had to snap herself out of her trance, she had to force herself to harness her inner-goddess and turn the tables on her partner. He was much larger than her, easily five-inches taller and physically more domineering that she ever could be, but this game was going to allow her to take control.
So, without further ado, she raised the crop into the air and brought it down right onto the Victorian coffin tattooed on his chest. Had he not been tethered, he would have sat up straight in bed when he screamed, “JESUS!”
“I thought you didn’t believe in him?” she taunted.
He made a noise, something like a strangled snort. “You’re not funny. Jesus Christ, that hurt!”
Lowering the crop down to her favorite part of his body, she chewed on her bottom lip before beginning to issue a series of gentle taps to his balls. “Does that hurt?”
He began testing his restraints again as he groaned. “A little bit,” he confessed but it actually sounded like a strained question to her.
She grinned triumphantly. “What should I do to you next?”
Before he could respond, she climbed off the bed and went to their dresser, where she had left a candle burning. Carefully, she brought it back over to the bed with her, then re-straddled his gorgeous body and ran her free hand up his chest and over his tiny nipples. “I have a surprise for you,” she purred.
“What is it?” he inquired. She watched as his luscious, pale pink lips quirked into a smile. Perhaps it would be considered abnormal or bizarre, but she was obsessed with those plush, wonderfully full and kissable lips.
“I can’t tell you,” she laughed. She inched backward then, so that she was seated just above his kneecaps with his glorious erection right in front of her. She leaned up and over his chest and grinned. “This will definitely hurt, baby.”
As the wax poured down from the candle onto his chest, he drew in a rough breath then let out an animalistic hiss, but his body remained fairly still. When there was no wax left with which to play, she blew out the candle and leaned over to place it safely onto the bedside table. Then, she ran her hands up and down his toned chest, digging the tips of her nails gently into the hardened wax accumulations and spreading them all over his colorful skin.
“Shit,” he hissed. “That felt fucking weird!”
She shrugged, not that he could see it. “You said that you wanted me to take control and surprise you.”
He considered this for a moment, licking his lips once again. “So I did. What are you going to do to me next?”
She took that moment to snatch a little steel implement from the bedside table. With the pinwheel in her hand, she positioned her moist core right over his erection and pressed herself down gently with a loud moan.
“Fuck,” he growled in the back of his throat. “That feels amazing.”
“How about this?” she inquired as she gently pushed the spokes of the Wartenberg pinwheel down into his skin and rolled it up the center of his chest.
A myriad of emotions crossed over his features, but he seemed to settle on curiosity. “What the fuck is that?”
She laughed again and dragged the spokes of the object around his left nipple carefully. “It’s a little silver wheel with spikes to excite your tactile response.”
“You’re exciting something,” he smirked as he fidgeted his body beneath her. “And it actually hurts how fucking hard I am right now.”
“I can feel that,” she grinned as she bounced gently to let him know that she was very happy to have her body pressed against his. “And I might have another surprise for you!”
Unable to move, he did his best to shrug his shoulders. “Oh?”
She reached down, holding his cock delicately before lowering herself onto him and sinking downward slowly.
“Holy shit,” he sighed hungrily. “That feels fucking amazing.”
She moved her hips in a slow circle as she sank all the way down, allowing his entirety to fill her body to bursting. Not that he could see anything she was doing, but she grabbed her breasts in her hands and squeezed roughly as she placed her body fully down onto his. “Fuck,” she moaned softly. “You are perfect!”
Out of reflex, he went to reach for her hips to direct her movements, then met with resistance on his wrists and groaned. “Shit, babe. I can’t touch you!”
“That’s kind of the point,” she giggled.
He continued trying to twist himself just so in order to increase sensation, but he was bound too tightly. Frustrated, he gritted his teeth and then ultimately made a noise of defeat. “Please,” he pleaded in a soft voice. “Move, do something, do anything. Make me fucking cum!”
Atop him, she began to ride him at a painfully languid pace, running her delicate hands over his chest and slowly removing all of the wax pieces. She purred and made noises of pleasure, but she spoke not a single word.
He felt his muscles tensing, needing something more or a faster pace. He growled. “Baby, please? Faster! Fuck me faster!”
At this, she slowed her pace but began to twirl two of her fingers over her clit in a languid circle. She arched her back into her own touch, leaning her head back and allowing her long hair to dust across his legs.
He groaned in frustration. “Fucking hell, baby.” His voice was turning toward a growl the slower she moved. “Please, baby, fuck me harder!”
“Call me your mistress!” she taunted as she continued the brutally slow pace of her movements.
He actually had the audacity to chuckle at this, wrapping his tattooed fingers around the headboard and trying to piston his hips upward. “Mistress,” he smirked, “please fuck me faster! You’re killing me here. I’m so close, I just need that little bit more. Mistress, please?”
Ignoring him, she continued her fancy finger-work, only gyrating her hips at a minimum to make sure that he stayed painfully hard and ready inside her. The more he pleaded, the slower she moved until she was finally able to bring herself to orgasm. The visual of having his body laid out beneath her—the frustration apparent on his beautiful features, and the beauty of seeing his wrists bound and his helplessness—helped propel her release to new heights, and as she tossed her head back she felt her body’s fluid release as she screamed out his name.
When she climbed off his length, he let out a disappointed growl. “Fuck, Mistress,” he tossed his head side to side, as if trying to see her. “I need it, I’m so close. Please, mistress?”
“No,” was all she said as she leaned down and began to lick her juices from his chest.
5 stars her…and I am seeing stars ……
Nice! I would love to be dominated like this. I would especially enjoy having a mistress play with my delicate man-nipples, pour hot wax on them, and run a Wartenberg wheel over them.
I enjoyed the tease and the training that her needs come first. Although I wish she would have fed him her juices instead of licking them up herself.
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I have been curious and driven to explore my sexuality. The more I read and the more I watched movies on the subject of female domination the more curious I became. From an early age I knew I had strong fetishes. While in high school, I discovered my grandmother's girdles and stockings. When I was home alone, I would wear them and masturbate to incredible orgasms. I had developed strong interests in all things shiny. I discovered the smell and feel of leather was an incredible turn on. I finally found my way to the world of latex and rubber and purchased my first items including an amazing black catsuit. The next step in my evolution was to seek out and experience the world of BDSM.
I can no longer remember where I became aware of Mistress Milliscent. It could have been in a local paper called the Stranger or it may have been an internet search, but I found my way to her. Her web site indicated "My dominance is my bliss and my art, and for my art I created a wonderful studio". How perfect this sounded. She claimed her playspace was the finest in Washington State. She claimed of herself to be "petite, beautiful and sexy" and "mysterious, demanding, and sensuous". Her self-description, coupled with her photos, a most beautiful woman was compelling. I had to contact her and start my exploration.
Email exchanges and a questionnaire of interest followed. The next step was simple, I made an appointment. On the agreed day and time, we met at a park-and-ride dear her studio in Snohomish County as directed. We speak. I am given instructions that I am to enter the studio, strip, kneel, keep my head and eyes down and await further instruction. I follow her to the studio. We enter.
I am given further instructions. She is to be called Mistress. I am not to speak unless given permission or asked a question. We establish a safe word in the event I choose not to continue with a particular activity. I do not touch her unless directed. If I fail to respond appropriately, I will be punished. She places a collar around my neck. It has a D-ring in which she places a leash. She then instructs me to stand and follow her. It is my first opportunity to see her. What I see is perfection, absolute perfection. She is wearing a black latex catsuit, a boned buckled latex corset, stunning thigh high shiny patent leather platform boots with very high heels, and latex opera gloves. She is a goddess, a mistress beyond anything I could have imagined or hoped for.
The studio is extremely well equipped. As I look around the room, I see a cage, a bondage horse, St. Andrews cross, a bed, racks of whips, floggers, and all other forms of instruments of pleasure and torture. Around the corner I see a bathtub. We are headed in that direction. She instructs me to enter the tub. She then positions herself above me, legs spread with my first glimpse of her golden-haired sex and proceeds to unleash a pleasant warm stream of pee onto my face and body. This is my first step into submission.
I am instructed to leave the tub and get on my hands and knees. She tugs the leash and I follow. I am cuffed to the cross. She puts a ball gag in my mouth. She takes a flogger and whips my chest. Suddenly I feel a pleasure pain in my nipples as she pinches them. They are now very sensitive. She attaches nipple clamps. It's as if I have received some form of an electrical shock in the way my body responds. She then proceeds to my cock and balls. She takes them into her gloved hands. My cock responds as it engorges with blood and becomes rock hard. The pleasure quickly changes as she begins to clamp clothes pins onto my cock and balls. One, then another, then another, five, ten. She admires her work and asks if she should continue. I can't speak with the ball gag so I nod positively. I want to please her. I want to be her obedient servant. Ten becomes, twenty and then twenty-five. She stops there as there is no more room for another. She pulls and tugs, pinches and slaps all over by body. I am alive and sensitive like I never have been before.
She removes the clothes pins one by one, occasionally allowing them to snap back on as she opens them. Finally, I am free of them but they feel as if they might still be there. She takes her latex gloved hands and cups my balls and lightly squeezes them. Ah, the pleasure pain is intense. She strokes my cock and I have never been so hard. I am so very sensitive. She tugs at the nipple clamps. The pleasure pain is again intense. She removes the clamps and like my cock and balls it feels like my nipples are still being tortured. She next produces a violet wand. She touches my nipples, cock, and balls with the device. The static electricity from the wand is at first a bit scary but ends up beingquite stimulating to the sensitive and irritated portions of my body. I am uncuffed from the cross and instructed back to my hands and knees.
I am led to the bondage bench and instructed to lay across the bench. My wrists and ankles are cuffed and locked to the bench. The ball gag is removed and my head is now enclosed in a latex hood. I cannot see or barely hear with the hood in place. There is a mouth opening so I can speak. Here it comes, the sound, the feel of a flogger soft but sensual as she drags it across my back and down my legs. The dragging changes to a whipping, slow at first then faster and faster, with a rhythm as if she is playing an instrument. The pain is light and pleasurable. It becomes harder the pain a bit more intense. Then it stops. Next, I feel my ass sting as I hear the paddle's slapping sound. Again, she goes from light slaps to more intense. I can feel the sting, the heat increasing on the cheeks of my bottom. Finally, she stops and it is followed by the feeling of her cool latex enclosed hands rubbing my back and my bottom. The pleasure and pain become mixed.
The next thing I feel is my an
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