Super Good Boy meets Mistress Dark Pen

Note: I was challenged to write about erotic super hero. I mean come on, who hasn’t thought about the following in naughty ways: Batman, Ironman, Superman, the Cat-woman, Wonderman and the list goes on and on. 

So what if the hero was erotic . . . what if his purpose was to bring the world pleasure?    

I wrote this for a submissive and a friend of mine. . . I was allowed to post of his story. 

I do write stories for fees. 

Super Good Boy Meets Mistress Dark Pen

Mistress Dark Pen © 2020

Intro: The Research

You stood in your room was you just helped out several people with your super good boy powers. . . You protected a striper from getting mugged at her car as you hit one of the men so hard that they went flying. The other man. . . . you used your super strength and threw him into the dumpster. . .  You made the basket by throwing the street trash out. 

You fought a man who tried to rob the sex toy store. . . you wrestled the gun out of his hands. 

You even managed to help an older lady cross the street. 

You wear you tight red outfit proudly with your brown hair slicked back. You, super good boy always seem to do all of your chores and saving the sexual people with a smile on your face.
You worked out weekly and it showed well through your tight red outfit as it had the title Super Good Boy on it in big black letters against the red.
You have indicator that tell you when you need to release. . . it’s in your red tights. . . Your friendly member would get hard and create a tent . . . if over stimulated. It means that you would have to rub it out and simply relax. Once released, you would be ready for battle again. 

You have a mood changing cape. . .  (Those are a secret.) 

You have done your research at Mistress Dark Pen’s lair. There are four floors. . . First one furies. Second: Sissies, and the third one: The crazed fans. Each had their strengths and their weaknesses. (Note: I plan to post stories on each in the future.)
The pent house was the play pen, office, and living area of Mistress Dark Pen. She had play rooms that made Christian Grey drool. 

Super Good Boy made it through the first three floor only to get caught under a net in Mistress’s pent house. Mistress has a sissy maid named Delilah, she is the closest servant to the Mistress. She has helped Mistress strip and ties Super Good Boy to the St. Andrew’s cross in her darkness play room. (Now the readers all caught up. I posting my favorite part.) 

The Good Part. . . 

The dark play room is dark purple walls cover with black silky curtains with silver edges. There is a bed with black fuzzy cuffs at each corner. There is a St. Andrew cross with black leather straps. The color theme is black, purple, and silver.  There is a wooden horse with black leather straps. 

“You know you can un-collar me, and I will get us both out of here.” You look at Delilah. She smiles and blushes.

“You know and I will have fun.” You almost start to beg. 

“You know I’m not really a Delilah, right?” He speaks in a lower range.

“You and I still can have fun.” You try to talk out of the situation. . . 

“Really how so?” She notices that you are had hard and in fact, you look a bit shrunken. He attaches your wrists to the wood cross and straps your wrist tight. Once both your wrists are attached, you look at him. . . 

“Kiss me. I. . . I. . prove it to you.” Delilah looks around to see if the Mistress is there yet. She really wants to play the local legend of the erotic super hero. She have a fantasy of you and her playing in a bounce house as she rides you like a bull. . . hard and wild. She wants you to fuck her so hard. 

She takes a deep breath and has her pink lips meet yours. It light at first, you moan at how firm and yet moist her lips are against yours. . . within the moment the kiss becomes more passionate. . . You try to reach to touch her, but the leather straps pull against your wrist and the wooden boards. The rattle startles you both as you come back into reality. She pulls away to see that your cock had harden. She kneels down to and straps yours ankles as her eyes catches your cock. She nuzzles it with her cheeks to switch sides.  

“Suck it.” Mistress Dark Pen growls. . . 

“Get it in deep or I will force it.” She demands in the doorway. She has thigh high black leather slight heel boots. She has a black leather outfit, short skirt looked as if someone sown straps together and it was sown into her leather corset, making her creamy extra-large breasts pop. She has dark shadowy look around her dark blue eyes, it make her look like the bottom of the ocean. . . she has a sea of naughty thoughts. Which would she do first? Was the question. Her lips thick, luscious, are black as well.  

Delilah is hesitate at first, but she takes a breath and soon has your entire semi-hard cock in her hot, wet mouth. She making pink imprint around your cock’s base. She wants to play with yours balls, to squeeze them. . . to lick them . . . to even smack them around, but she patiently for Mistress’s permission. She knows if she does anything out of order, and messes up Mistress teasing strategy that she will get punish hard herself. Last time, Mistress did not let her cum for three weeks but edged her three times each day. She had to work with a hard-on; it was very painful and she was so easily distracted. 

She sucks your cock as your feel her firm lips around your base as you feel the suction and get plump in her mouth. The blood starts to fill in the vessels as you groan enjoying the hot suction. She moans very lightly adding the vibration. 

Mistress pulls you leash still pulling the clamps on your super-sensitive nipples as she pulls Delilah’s head back and push it deep. She gags just slightly. 

“Relax my little slutty sissy toy.” She bobs each word in and out having you cock rub against her tongue. Delilah’s cock’s is hardening under her skirt. Mistress pulls Delilah’s hair as pulls her back having your cock fall out of her mouth. 

“Go put a cock ring on and finish your chores, including prepping this room.” She demands. Delilah rolls a purple ring on her small five inch cock. It leaves her cock hard as she cannot cum. It also reminds her who is in-charge. . . Mistress Dark Pen.  

“Can you believe she was originally seven inches?” Mistress laughed. 

“Give me another cock ring.” Delilah opens all of the drawers to should all of the toys in the color scheme of black, purple or silver. She gives Mistress a black cock ring. Mistress rolls it over your balls and cock keeping you hard and unable to cum correctly. You groan as she touches you. She can feel your cock twitch as she squeezes you balls having them collide together. You groan louder in a mixture of pleasure and pain. 

In the drawers there are all kind of toys: anal beads, butt plugs, vibrators different shapes and sizes, ball weights, and different types of clips. Mistress has a hard time deciding what to use first. Another drawer had different kind of torturous lubes heating, cooling, tingly sensation etc., and things like icy hot. She grabs the lube that adds a tingly sensation and inflatable butt plug. She walks over and shifts your ass. She slides the lube all over the deflated plug and pushes in deep in you. You gasps and loudly moan. . . 

“I have just gotten started. . .” She has a devious laugh. She starts to pump air into the plug as it adds more and more pressure in your ass. You scream out as there is tingly pressure mixture with an achy pain. She has it completely inflated. It gives you a completely full feeling. The tingly plug pushing against your prostate. Your body had no idea how to take the sensations. . . are they awesome or complete torture? If you didn’t have a cock ring on, you would have easily came in pleasurable release, but it all held back. Your cock aches and twitches in the pressurize relation as it drips precum. 

She looks at to see your eyes glazed over and yet agony on your twisted face. She walks back to the drawer to see the clips and the different sizes ball weights. She clips the clamps to your balls and you yelp and slightly moan. She smiles as she enjoys the torture just a bit too much. She squeezes your balls with the on as she makes the balls smack together. The sensitive flesh pinches and aches as there is a sharp pain making you scream out once the balls hit each other. You swear you could have heard her giggle once you screamed. She pulls on the clamps as you groan to make sure they are on tight enough. You pull against your cuffs as it was sensitive. 

She adds the two pound weights to each ball as it pulls down the sensitive skin. . . You gasp and yelp in mix with a shriek. Your balls hang as they are pulled closer to the floor. She squeezes them with the weights as you groan hard. She lets them go as they sway as dangle as the weights make it painful. You grind your teeth and moan hard. Your ass is full, your cock is throbbing and purplish-red, and your ball are being pulled. 

“Oh. . . Fuck. Mistress. . .” You whisper as your head has no idea what to focus on. She unclips the leash from your nipple clamps as she grabs a tight chain and connects your nipple clamps to your ball clamps. It pulls you tight as your wrists cling against the cuffs. Your nipples pull as your ball weight everything down. You gasps. . . panting. She lets gravity work for a while. 

She lets you hang there, as she takes off her leather thong. She lets you smell that they are damp and sweet. The torture. . . the groans and moans make her so wet. . . She sits on the edge of the bed . . . “Delilah, lick me clean.” She shouts. Delilah rushes over kneels and begins to lick her trimmed pussy. She groans as she makes you watch. . . She watches you as you watch her until Delilah’s tongue hit just the right spot around her clit. She arches back as her breasts pops out of her corset bouncing. She groans as the slight discomfort on her breasts as she moans and shrieks loudly as her legs trembles from the pressurized motion of Delilah’s tongue. She pushes her tongue deeper into her pussy. She flicks the Mistress’s clit: harder and faster. 

“Oh, Good. Girl. Fuck Yes!” She get louder with each word as waves of pleasurable trembling moves over her body making her breasts vibrate. 

“Fuck, Fuck. FUCKKKK!” She screams loud as she gushes all over Delilah’s face. Mistress rubs her pussy in Delilah face. . . 

“You want this?” She asked you. You whimper as you bite your lip. She gasps as Delilah continues to lick harder breathing in and out of her nose.  She pushes her helper’s head in deeper. . . 

“Lap up my wetness bitch.” She growls, as she watches you. Your body trembles as your cock drips with anticipation. She pushes maid-dressed helper aside, as Delilah gasps for air. Still dripping wet and very aroused, she walks over to you. She drags her fingers down your vibrate body. . . . You shiver and that shifts the weight pulling at your balls and nipples. You groans loudly as she laughs. 

She turns around: her rounded ass faces you. She aligns herself and bends over and grinds her ass into your over sensitive cock. 

“Mistress Dark Pen. . . Oh fuck.” You gasps your entire body trembling as your balls and nipples are pulled down, your wrists and ankles shake against the straps. She had your oversensitive cock slide between her over rounded ass cheeks. She grinds against your cock. Your balls bounce against her dripping wet thighs. . . She reaches under as she rubs her very soaked clit. 

“Do. You. Want. This?” She growls in her question. 

“Yes, fuck, yessss.” You hiss and gasp. She smiles with your cock between her ass cheeks. 

“Beg for it, Super. Good. Boy.” She mocks your name. 

“Oh, please. I need to feel you. I need to be in you Mistress. Oh please, Please. PLEASE.” You gasps, whimper, and groan in your panting plead. You take a deep breath as your body buzzing. 

“Please let me play Mistress Dark Pen.” She moves up and down moving your cock between her ass cheeks. She bounces a bit as your painfully tortured cock rubs just so lightly against her dripping wet open. She pushes against your cock just barely has the tip of your cock in her tight opening. The pressure is crazy against your cock. Your weight balls rock. . . back and forth pulling your balls and nipples. You swallow hard. You could NOT think as there was no blood was left for your brain. . . Mistress knows it is all in your purplish cock and balls. 

She pushes your cock in deeper and pulls back and then pushes in again. You scream in a confusing pleasure. Your body is still shaking hard. Your vibrating body has the tip of your cock push against her inner g-spot. She pushes you cock in deeper as she rubs her clit as she trembles with you and soon your rhythms match. She moans and gasp. . . soon turns into pants and screams. . . as her body recharges. She is trembling hard with you as her pussy is milking your cock hard. 

“Fuck, oh. . . .oh . . . OHHHH!” She screams as she squirts her juices hard all over your heavy balls. She can feel your cock dribbling cum, but it does not explode which makes your partial orgasm not satisfying. She pulls your cock out of her as it is still hard and throbbing. You want and need more. She knows that all so well. She feels a bit merciful, but that can be the lightheadedness. 

She turns around soaked in her legs and shaky. She kneels in front of you and licks and sucks her juices off your tortured and sensitive cock. She gets majority of it in her mouth without gagging. Her suction creates a mixture of pain and pleasure that you can fathom. You scream because you are not sure what to register first. She sucks harder and faster, moaning at tasting herself. She grabs your ass cheeks as you begin to feel full and tingly. . . She pushes you cock deeper in her throat as you balls are painfully heavy and sore bounce back and forth. 

She has your entire cock in her relaxed throat as her teeth barely scrape against the base as trembling and pant. You have a single tear form in your eye. . . your body is vibrating as it builds up. It needs release. You both know it’s in her hands. She sucks a few more times and pulls your cock out. She then slowly gets up. 

“Delilah, uncuff him and strap him to the bed. I have to excuse myself.” She rushes out of the room. . . 

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