A torture lesson for you – I am the Mistress from Another World – pt23

Men are always falling in their knees at the sight of a beautiful woman. No matter how macho they wanna be, you’ll see them in all four at your legs when your body is used as the means to get what you want. In my case, I use this to make my slave crawl under my feet and fulfill all my wishes.

Lately he has been a little absent and I want to remind him who is the Mistress and who is the Slave in our relationship. I know he’s well aware of it, but I think he wants a good lesson. And boy, what a lesson will he receive…

I’ve got my toys and my leather gear out of the closet for this. He’s in the kitchen now, having a strong coffee, thinking this is just a courtesy visit… While he’s there, I slipped in something not so comfortable but which outlines perfectly my beautiful shapes. This jeans mini-skirt with no panties, a tight red top with no bra and a pair of high heels that can be used as a dildo, that’s how long they are.

I’m lying on the sofa and I call him in the room. He almost stumble and falls when his eyes meet this perfect picture. I put him in his knees, no clothes on. I just want to see my effect on him for a bit. While I’m playing with my skirt over my pussy, I can see his eyes lingering on the view, hoping for a slip up and a little more skin. I’m rubbing myself with the finger under the skirt, not letting much to be seen but a lot to be observed from my reactions. I spread my legs around and give him the impression that I want him closer to me. On his knees and slowly, he starts going forward. When he reaches close enough, I put my sole on his chest and push him so hard that he tumbles back to the door. I get up and put a leather mask on his head, handcuff him with the hands behind his back and also a leg spreader between his knees. This offers me a perfect opening to run a cold chain from his neck, on his back and between his legs. A leash, giving me the perfect control over him.

Back on the sofa, teasing him as much as I can. I run my fingers slowly beneath the skirt, lifting a bit each time, moaning and licking my lips. I play the sexiest game I know, waiting for his junk to grow. Fortunately, I only have to wait for a few seconds because there it is, rising to the ceiling and giving me a standing ovation. This is the moment I was waiting for… I pull that chain hard, making his head go back and loosing balance. It seems that the coldness doesn’t affect him as I would’ve hoped. I have to go around his manhood with the chain, so that I have more control.

I’ve spreaded my legs as wide as possible, lifting the skirt and letting him see my juicy parts which are now very close to him. I can see the leather mask swallowing with his breath and drops of sweat running through.

“C’mon slave, get closer” – I let him come to an inch close and just when he’s about to try and stick his filthy tongue on me, I pull the chain again. His head goes on his back again with the sound of chocking. He squeezes his eyes from the pain and I just realize that it’s not only his neck hurting, it’s also his throbbing cock. The chain is so tight around it that it leaves deep traces on that soft skin. I push one of my heels in his mouth and make him suck it, the lick my shoes and go up on my leg, while I pull in short moves from the chain. He’s choking but not stopping. Good slave…

We are now in a pretty strange position, me with my legs wide open and exposed, having a foot in his mouth while he is on his distant knees, very close to me. Having his penis so close to me and being so tighten by the chain makes me even hotter. I restrain myself from pushing him on the floor and jump on him, because all that strength could be used for a greater pleasure… but I won’t. I must teach him a lesson now!

I grab the end of the chain leash and quickly swift a few hits on his face, keeping my position. His mouth is filled with my heel and I can feel the hits on it. He doesn’t dare to look at me, because each time he opens his eyes, I hit again. I make him spread his legs more until I see him touching the floor with his balls. Perfect… now I can rest my other leg on them, pushing that nasty heel on them and pressing until I hear some screams.

I love this game… I have one heel in his mouth, the other one on his balls, with one hand I’m pulling the chain making his head go back and his cock stand up, while I pleasure myself in front of him. Uh, wait… I have another idea…

I let everything loose, get up and put the chain around in the other way, running from his neck, around his manhood a few times, going up between his cheeks, under the handcuffs and back to me. Pulling on it makes him bend over hard… it’s time for my strap-on game now.

By Savvy Femina