Previously posted on fetlife at darkmistress1213
© Mistress Dark Pen 2005-2022
I find his email address among my junk mail. . . he had e-mailed a naughty pic: his red cock in his hand.
I write him a very detailed of the previous fantasy and this. . .
I tape his arms to the bed posts and his ankles together. He is complete pulled out and naked on the bed.
“What are you going to do?” I just smile with a slight evil look in my eye.
“I would tape your mouth shut, but the safety word is cherry. . . if you say cherry, I will stop. And call me Mistress. Okay?”
“Yes, Mistress.” He looks down at his tied feet.
“Good Boy.”
I slide on a condom and then tape it kept it hard. I massage his balls making him moan. . .
“Oh God, what are you doing?”
“I will not harm you, if you want me to stop, you know what to say.” I look at him sternly. He is afraid if he says the word, then I will cut him out and leave. Neither one of us want it to end. . .
I go back to massaging his balls, and I add sucking his nipples. He arches into me pulling against his arms. . . I hear him groan into the pain. The mixture of pain and pleasure confuses him, but he does not to stop. He forces through and pushes his legs into me.
I keep sucking and massages. . . I could feel his tension in his body. . . the build up and desire to release. I do more to get him to the highest point, any higher and he’s over the cliff. Then I just stop. I get dressed. I grabbed a few twenties. . .
“Trust me, I need to get a few things, sandwiches ok for dinner?” His eyes are so big I could have believed that they would have popped out of his sockets.
“Are sandwiches, okay?” I ask again. He nods yes.
“I will be back before dinner. I want you to think about what I just did. The tension in your body, and how bad you really wanted it. . .” I whisper in his ear.
I grab the key card and leave the room.
I know one of three things will happen. . . he will be in the room untied for revenge, he will be completely gone, or he will be asleep. Honestly, I think he would struggle a bit, realized that I wrapped him really well, and fall asleep from exhaustion. . .
I go to the sex shop and get a few things. . . berry lube, a vibrating cock ring, and a small vibrating egg with remote and extra batteries.
Then I go to the diner across the street and order two chicken club sandwiches with the tomato, lettuce and mayo on the side. I also get a few chips and few more soda-pops. I am back to the room but 3:45.
Sure enough, he is snoring still tied. . . I take my clothes off, and I added another layer of tape in case he loosen it up. He wakes up when my breasts bounce in his face. Startled, he bites me. I smack his cheek just enough to know to stop.
“Why did you leave me alone?”
“It was a trust test. . .”
“Did I pass?”
“Yes.” I kiss him deeply.
“Are you thirsty?” He nods, yes. I get him a glass of soda with a bendy straw. I have him take a sip.
“Now back to what I am doing. . .”
“We’re having a good time, right?”
I get the lube out and massage his balls and nipples. . . licking it, not realizing it gets warmer the more I touch it. He moans as I lick his ball slow and then faster. . . soon enough, I push the vibrating eggs between his balls and ass and put it on low.
“Oh Mistress. . .” his cock throbs hard in the taped covered condom pushing against it. . . .
His body quivers, and he arches into me pushing through the pain of his sore wrists. I slide the condom off and start to lick and suck the dipping precum off his body. I turn the vibrator on medium. . .
He swallows hard and pushes his cock into me . . . I take at least three-fourths of his thick, erect throbbing member. I lick the underside and going up and down. I stop at the tip and really hard before going down and doing it again.
The idea that he couldn’t bob my head up and down to point where I choke is driving him crazy, I can see in his glazed over eyes. I love being in control. . . his body, mind, and orgasm are mind to control.
It is just a few more rounds of my up and down suction and, he squirts harshly down my throat.
“Are we done yet?” he asks breathlessly.
“One more round, so if you have to pee, hold it.”
“But Mistress, I really need to go. . .” I know the next round will take a while because he just came.
“Please Mistress. . . I’ve been holding it for several hours.” I sigh.
“Please.” I love hearing him beg. I look around and find foam cup. . .
“Piss in here.” I hold the cup putting the tip of his cock in the cup. He is hesitant at first, but I start to hum “Twinkle, Twinkle star” and he pisses slow at first, farts and then pisses even faster. He almost filled a 24 oz cup. . .
I empty the piss, flush the toilet, threw out the cup, and washed my hands, while I make him wait.
“Now, where were we. . .” I lube his limp cock. . . making it stiffer more and more in my stroking hand. I love feeling the blood flow deep in the veins of the cock. He moan making me stroke him harder. . . I pause for a moment. I have a plan in my head, and it is that I am going to orgasm at least three more times before his next orgasm. I think about this plan while putting a condom on his lubed cock, and then sliding the rubber vibrating cock ring on his cock. I slide it down to the back to make sure it’s tight. He groans feeling the blood almost stuck making his cock a reddish-purple through the condom. I turn on the vibrating piece on the cock ring to see if it works; his body jerks in sudden shock. I laugh lightly.
I move to his head. . .
“I’m giving you five minutes to give me my first orgasm of three or you are going to stay tied up all day.” I position my pussy over his mouth and hover as he could feel and smell my sweet wetness.
“Tug your right arm three times if you need air, okay?”
“Yes, Mistress,” he is breathy with his words. I push my pussy down into his face and rock. He laps my sweetness with his long tongue. I grab his sore wrists on the tape and rock harder. His tongue hit my clit, and I gasp. He figure it out. He tapped the clit with his tongue and occasionally nibbling it making my body quake and shake over him. Within three minutes, he gets my body tense and release to gush all over his face.
“Good boy, you made me all wet,” I am breathy in my words. I slide away from him and kiss my wetness off of his cheeks. I grind my body on his while I make out with him letting his tongue dance with mine. I push my wet pussy over his pelvic bone, sliding back and forth teasing his cock. He is breathless but manages to moan in our kiss.
I kiss down his neck, suck on his chest and nipples making red suction marks. He moans and arches into my motions.
“Do you like?” I hover over his cock, my pussy drips onto the condom-covered cock.
“Yes.” I smack his thigh hard, so hard the sound has an echo.
“Yes, what?” I correct him.
“Yes, Mistress.”
I slide him into me and turn on the vibrator. Then I turn on the under his balls making his gasp and groan.
I rock into the vibration going up my body making bounce on his member hard pushing it in more and more, so deep. I bounce so hard that his balls bounce and smack me in the ass. It’s like I’m a very bad girl. . . I do it several times enjoying the roughness. During, fifth time his cock hit just the right spot, I instantly go stiff. . . I hold the tension for just a few seconds feeling the build just before I release and cover his entire cock and balls with my sweet juices.
I collapse on him . . . laying in on his chest . . . I turn off the vibrators, and slide the cock ring off.
“Are you ready to cum?”
“Yes, mistress. Oh, God yes, Mistress.” He sighs.
I get back on him and slide him in. I rock and bounce in a pattern it’s like move forward and bounce at the same time. My breasts bounce with his balls. . . we both moan. I do this for a few moment while I feel him throbbing in me.
I turn on the vibrator on medium and we both jump. I got back to my bouncing rhythm. It just a few second into it when he pulls against the tape and arches into me pushing himself deeper. I gasp; he pushes against my inner g-spot. My body pulses inside and trembles outside over him. He smirks knowing he has me; however, I am not fighting it. I know once I get tense and tighter around him that I will have him too.
Bounce, up and down, within second, my body becomes stiff and tight around his member . . . mixing with the vibration of his balls. I gasp and close my eye pushing against the tension to bounce on him just a few more times.
“AHHH, Oh Damn, Yess. . . Fuck, damn. AHHHHH” I shout once the buildup works up to its climax.
“Oh yes, Mistress, Godd-ddess. YESSSS.” He screams cumming after me. I feels his hot load blasts out and up hitting the walls against his condom. I collapse on his chest. After a few minutes, I find the scissors and cut him from the bed and the cut his ankles apart. I leave the tape on his wrists and legs just to remind him what we just did.
We finish cuddling and grab something to eat.
"We'll have some more fun later."
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