Crotchless panties and cum control – A mistress from another world – part 18

I’m always horny after a few lagers and she knows that. I think we are at the point where my existence has no secret for her, I’m not like an open book but more like an open square box with no shadowed corners. I also know that after a few quiet moments like this, something exciting is going to happen.

“I need to release some stress Slave…”

Oh joy, when I hear that sentence I dream of being allowed to take her like a man and make her climb the highest mountains of pleasure. But, far away from happening these foolish dreams, as I learned the hard way.

“Let’s go in the bedroom” – Am I dreaming? No harsh tone, nothing to give me the impression that I must lay my body on the ground and let her trample me, or that I should put myself to the wall and feel that hard wrath of her whip? Keep it cool man, don’t get excited, don’t do anything foolish or the door will be the last thing you’ll see this evening…

She goes in the bedroom and kindly asks me to wait a bit before I come in. Kindly… what the hell is going on? Where is my Mistress? Who is this gorgeous woman who looks just like her but doesn’t put any traces on my body instantly? By now I would’ve tasted her slaps and kicks. So I wait inpatient, walking small steps in the living room, calculating every next move and trying to figure out if she’s messing with my head. Of course she is… how else can this be explained?

I reach the bedroom’s door and give it a shy knock, she lets me in and as usual, my eyes are knocked out of their orbits by her appearance. Lace underwear tight on her body, a nice assorted bra, perhaps a mask on her face? No, not at all. Nothing else than a pair of white panties on her, which seemed a bit different from a normal pair.

“Lay down on the bed” she tells me, with the same kind voice as before. Something is definitely up with this godly gorgeous creature. Either I’m in for the joy of my life, either I’m gonna experience the pain of my life… I lay on the bed, carefully, watching every move that she makes. She comes slowly towards me, in her knees. Her left hand begins to slowly rub my chest, opening button after button. It’s very not her nature to leave my clothes in the original state. At this point I begin to be really nervous… something’s up!

My shirt is off… so are my pants, she slowly took care of them. In this time my eyes were glued to her panties, crotchless, perfectly displaying her wet vagina. My mouth was really dry because I was fantasizing about pushing my tongue through that, deep and chaotic, making her moan and calling me her man. Pretty nice dream for a worthless slave…

I’m naked, lying in front of her while she’s on her spread knees, one between my legs and the other as far away as she could. She stares at my genitals with a kind look, licking her lower lip. O my god, this woman made me hard from the second she took a glance at me. Without hesitation, she starts touching it, nice and slow. I’m hard as a rock, I think I could do some serious damage to a brick with what throbs between my legs now. Her left hand goes between her legs and like a slow motion, she’s rubbing her wet lips, still biting her lips with her eyes closed. I have no idea what’s going on and what will come next, but to hell with it, I’m going with the flow? She can set me on fire for all I care, this second right now it’s all that matters!

Her ass starts to go up and down, as if she would be on top on me, with me sticked inside her. Her hand left is doing all the job, while her right hand does all the job on me. I feel like exploding in her hand, the feeling is so powerful that I can barely hold it. I’m used to pain and pleasure mixed, but no pain is present now, so this is a completely turnover for me. I close my eyes and let my head on back, pulsating harder and straining my body.

“Are you close?” she asks me with a moaning arousing voice.
“Yes Mistress, I’m really close!” – “Tell me when…”

I try to hold myself to this high level of pleasure but I can’t, my head is bursting and my manhood is bursting even more!

“Now Mistress… NOW!” – just as I finish that, she stops, jumps on me and serves 3 hard slaps to my face. So hard that I woke up as I was dreaming forever. She teased me to the maximum limit be denied my right to pleasure in a split second. I wanted to be slapped, whipt, burned, scratched, whatever pain is greater, rather than her stop.

“Are you in a hurry Slave? We’re gonna do this all night long…”

By Savvy Femina