I want (need) a Mistress.
That’s right, little girl. Cum for your Mommy. Mmmmmm, fuck Mommy’s hand, her fingers with your hungry little pussy. You’re such a good girl for Mommy. Mommy loves making her pretty slut cum and cum for her. It always makes you so willing, so ready for anything Mommy desires. Good girl.
Emily and Sarah hoped that Mistress was gong to be proud of them when they reported to her later. Her text message had been very clear; they were to cut their double date short and head home. As soon as they got there they were to undress each other in the laundry room and finger one another to orgasm. Just thinking about it while they were at dinner had both girls unusually excited. In fact ever since they had met Mistress, both girls seemed to be excited all of the time. The boys, as usual, were clueless to how excited they were and accepted their excuse about not feeling well. So as they drove away disappointed, the girls were already finger deep in one another climbing rapidly to the orgasm that Mistress had ordered. As usual, Mistress was right; it just felt so much better being with another girl and as their lips found one another, both girls began to think about how they were going to break up with their boyfriends
"Look in my eyes….look deep in my eyes…say what you want…what you like!"
My mind slowly drifting away as her monotone voice is entering my brain… whispering “I want you… beeing yours…”
"Look deeper….deep in my soul….deeeep. And now repeat and complete your statement what you are and what you want to become!"
My mind turning into a twirl. Not able to tell the difference between reality and imagination “I….. I want… I need… to… be… your… slut… Stella!” I repeat with a voice almost like a whisper as my eyes are still locked to yours.
I got her. She’s in my hands, under my spell. “Listen my voice, listen your mistress’ voice….here are your keywords. When I say Anna, you are the Anna how your friends knowing you. When I say babe, you are my slut and do what I say. Anna - good Anna, babe - good slut…Anna, babe, Anna, babe…..I count from three to zero and you’ll awake………three………..two………..one……..zero…..Hi babe!”
Looking around i felt a little bit wired… Than i saw my best friend. A bright smile came to my face “Ohhh… mistress… you look so hot, may your slut whorship you?” i asked, deep in my mind wondering why I was talking like that to my best friend. But the thought driffted away as i started to play teasingly with my titties, hoping to entertain my mistress…
"You may babe! Start with licking my heels. Suck on them!" Anna is so cute. She does what I want. I’ll do naughty things to her, show her how good it is to be bad and when she’s close to cum I’ll say Anna and watch how she reacts.
A tingle spreading through my Body as Mistress told me to lick her heels. My tongue darting out licking her magnifient heels. As i touched the heels with my tongue, I had to moan in pleasure… it felt so good to do as Mistress ordered.
"mmmm babe, you’re born to please your Mistress. Suck my heels, suck harder, imagine its a strapon, a cock….something you like in your mouth. mmmmmm" I caress Anna’s blonde hair and guide her head to my groin. She smells my pussy, my juicy wet cunt, her mistress dripping wet cunt. Without a word dives her head in my groin. Her tongue darts out snaking thru my slit. mmmmm…it feels so good. "mmmmmm…..don’t stop….mmm….deeper Anna…deeper!"
…”Anna… deeper” my mind getting blank, my eyes flickering… than with Horror i saw a wet pussy infront of my eyes… Feeling my best friends hands pulling on my nipples… don´t knowing how i came into that situation… trying to pull away… but feel the pain in my nipples… smelling the sweet odor of Stella´s pussy… shaking my head… wanting to awake form that horrible dream… realizing it isn´t a dream… looking up at Stella… seeing her naked body infront of me…. whispering “Oh my… w…what happend?”
Given all the abuse bimbos take online, maybe they we need to create a Dummy Reservation where they are safe. Instead of legalized gambling and casinos, they could earn their keep as Squaws-for-Hire at the Reservation Bordello.
Not the usual race-play topic, but I like it.
I love how you squirm, but no, I can’t touch your little clit just yet. Given how sensitive it is from just me sitting on your face and playing with your nipples, you’d cum in seconds. We can’t have that, can we, slut?