Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Mistress Dark Pen Busy Day

Mistress Dark Pen Interview 
© Mistress Dark Pen 2005-2022


(Fictional story. The magazine I mention is fictional.) 

Mistress Dark Pen had a very busy day. A chocolate-peanut butter protein shake. Then stretches and mediation. A relaxing bath realigning her chakras. She had been over stressed due to losing a few submissive toys that she enjoyed playing with and the pressure of her writing deadlines which she had to beg to be pushed back twice. Writer's block has been her own torturous mistress, and she hates being a sub.
She was not a simple dominant: she just couldn't pull a random submissive and just torture and play that causally. She had to have a genuine connection and special relationship with each submissive, entertaining toy, and sexual partner that she ever had. She was into many fetishes, so she had many different partners, which made her poly. She loved and cared for each partner in their own way.

During her light lunch of grilled bacon and cheese sandwich and tomato bisque. She noticed that Andie and Jackie were coming in the afternoon. They were to interview her for the ZIP IT an online erotic magazine. She had submitted a few erotic stories in which they had posted. She had also discussed in live online debates about several fetishes and newer sex toys that she had tried.

Mistress got an email confirming for the fun that she is planning that evening. After her dinner of Caesar salad and rolled lasagna, she was supposed to have fun with her four favorite furries. 
Candy the Cat and Betty the Bear are supposed to put on an erotic show for Mistress Dark Pen  while she hopefully got to strokes the thick cocks of William the Wolf and Frederick the Fox. 
She confirmed the fun time. She would admit that she was a bit more excited about the girl on girl show. She wanted to see the cat and bear 69 as their tongue reached spots as they made each other roar and purr. The mere thought made Mistress very wet, soaking her panties. She knew she would have to sit in her own wetness, smelling her own arousal all through the interview. 

It was 2:29 when Delilah welcomed Andie had a bit toned body a mixture of masculine and feminine. Her face was more feminine.  She was wearing a short shine blue pencil skirt, a v-neck black button up shirt with a red bra barely a size B cup. She had fishnet stockings and platform shoes. She had three necklaces: a gold star, a fuzzy cat, and red high heel. She had a blended layers of sparkly pink and purple eyeshadow and thick dark eyeshadow with purple eyeliner bringing out her bright green eyes. Her black and purple hair was straight and curved into her chin. 
Jackie had a simple purple dress, with a silver chain around her waist. It was short, so short that she was all legs. Her D size breasts took up most of the dress. She had a ring on every finger of her left hand and a silver heart necklace. She had what looked like very comfortable canvas shoes. She had light powdery pink lipstick with pink blush and eyeshadow to match.  Her chocolate hair was pinned back with a purple clip showing off her huge looped gold earrings.

Mistress had on her basic jeans and a button up purple and black shirt with black bra holding up her DDD breasts. She had her slippers on and her fire red hair brushed back to her left side.  She had no fancy jewelry on but a Celtic pentagram necklace. She had low makeup just light black eyeliner, very light application of dark grey eyeshadow, and honey chapstick.

 She smiled as she shook both lovely ladies hands and had them sit down on her purple comfy couch. Both ladies put the left leg over the right as the Mistress could clearly see that only one had panties on, but they both had the same part underneath. She blushed as very naughty playful thoughtful thoughts filled her head. 

"Can I get you lovely ladies anything? Water? Tea? Soda? Coffee?" Delilah pulled her Mistress back to reality. She thanked her with a kind smile and bashful look. 
They ordered mocha with shots of expresso as they needed the energy. 
"We also have to review a new club tonight. We need to start our buzz now." Jackie stated. 

"Delilah, a raspberry iced tea and make up some of your protein chocolate-peanut granola bars, please" Mistress kindly requested. Delilah nodded and exited.

Andie smiled. "I will admit, I read your stories on ZIP IT and your very erotic novels, and I am very nervous." 

She smiled back. "We'll it's the same on my end as I have read many of your interviews, and I cried about the woman who couldn't get off anymore." 

"She expresses herself with art and writing. She is quite amazing." Jackie added. 

"By the way, which of my submissive lovers suggested you both to interview me?" She was curious.  

"I believe it was one you called Barbie. We ran into her at a book-store, and we started to talk about her shoes." Andie explained. 

"Yes those were the sandals with the blue gems." Jackie added. 

"And her manicure was so cute. She had blue nails with clouds, hand painted."  

"Wow, it's been a while since we went our separate ways. But we left on good terms. Barbie had a job that made her travel, and it was for the best that she should be free. I do hope she finds a wonderful dominant beauty who allows her to express her inner femininity." Mistress Dark Pen swallowed her tears. 

Delilah came back with mocha and tea. Jackie and Andie both took a sip of the bitter-sweet chocolate coffee, then they took another.  

"This is so good." Jackie blurted out as Andie agreed. 

"Delilah learned to make the best mocha. Sometimes, I just need a jolt." Mistress smiled drinking her tea.

"Mistress, I will be making the granola bars."  Mistress nodded in acknowledgement. 

Jackie looked at her phone . .  And turned on her recorder

"We should start this interview, from now on everything will be recorded."

Jackie: Andie and Jackie here interviewing sexy dark diva Mistress and novelist Mistress Dark Pen. 

Mistress: Hi. (She smiles nervously knowing they can get serious in their interviews) 

Andie: Okay, how did you come up with your name? 

Mistress: I like my leather outfits, and my main ink black. . .  I also like purple, red, silver and teal, but black really pulls me in.

Jackie: Very cool. I heard you have some different types of outfits. 

Mistress: I love to go around nake many times. I usually stretch and mediate naked. I need to say that I am a bigger girl, but I try to stay healthy. I am curvy and voluptous: Iam slowly learning to love who I am.
I have different outfits when I write. Sometimes I'm naked or in my bra and panties as I write. 
I enjoy touching my own curves, my large squeezable breasts, my jiggly ass. I enjoy the feel and support of my very comfy computer chair on my exposed flesh. 
Depending on what I write, I might be in my silky or soft robes or even sexy lingerie, especially if they help me get inspired to write a story. 
I prefer to wear clothes that are comfortable. . . . if I have guests over, like now.  I usually wear comfortable clothes, jeans, and her dark colors. I've always been attracted to the darkness. I love the Gothic look. I do have a very bad weakness for vampires. 

Andie smiled showing her sharpened vampire fangs.  Mistress Dark Pen smiled and blushed at the idea of being bitten. Andie describes Mistress look as dark Jean comfy.

Andie: I heard that you have different outfits for your dominance. Can you describe some?

Mistress: My Dominating suits. . . It really depends on my ways of torture . . . . sometimes I like my lacy and leather outfits. . . I also have lots of corsets. Tip if you know you will move a lot, buy a corset one size larger, because if you lose oxygen you cannot always dominate or think correctly. 
I also have sexy'n'cute dark teddies. 
I have even just painted my body just to make my sub's to beg to play with these big beautiful breasts. 

Jackie: If I may be as so bold, how big are those luscious beasts. . . I mean breasts? (She laughed it off.) 

Mistress: DDD 54 

Andie: on my readers, she confessed. (Andie and Jackie cooed)

Andie: I am so jelly. 

Mistress: Larger breasts mean more backaches.

Andie: When not dominating, or writing what are your other hobbies? 

Mistress: I love to bake, cook, paint, and I help out a friend who owns a cat cafe. I am also a major foodie. 

Jackie: Do you post food porn? 

Mistress: As in video of food with sex or delicious pictures of food?  

Jackie: Either. 

Mistress: my foodie hobby is more non sexual. Except a few times I had Delilah tied down and licked chocolate and caramel off as I made her begged me to cum. 

Jackie: sounds like fun, what are your fetishes? 

Mistress: Oh there are so many. Dominance, giving torture, micromanaging, giving bondage, help cross-dressing, sissies, mommy-dom (but no diapers), furries, vampire, toys, fin-domination, erotica, being watched and watching. 

Jackie: I'm sure you're always busy and it's always sexy here

Mistress: I'm demi-sexual mean I need a genuine connection between my submissive and myself.

Andie: A good friend and reader of ours said that you were not just an amazing dominant but you encouraged cross-dressing and sissy-ness, what got you into the fetish? 

Mistress: To be honest, I think I was always into it. My favorite actors have cross-dressed, and it would be wrong of me to tell someone what they should or shouldn't wear. I have worn male athletic shoes, shirts and even sweats. They sometimes just fit me better. 
The truth is most of my sissies lovers and friends have taught me more about just how complex humans really are including myself. I don't consider myself that feminine. In fact, you both are wearing beautiful skirts and dresses and yet I'm just wearing jeans. You are dressed to the nines and look beautiful and amazing. However I know you are clever, smart, and creative. You have an inner creative and intellectual beauty that is radiating through you both. 

Mistress smiled as they both blushed

Mistress: When you simply remove the flesh, we are all the same. We all have a mind, heart, and soul and none of that is either male or female. With those we shine and show who we really are. Beauty is not only gender or skin deep. 

Andie: Wow, that is beautiful. 

Jackie: I agree. What do you feel about men who don't have a functional penis or a woman with a penis? 

Mistress: Again, it does not matter what you physically have, but how you treat yourself and others. Sex or the orgasm is only a small part of the experience  to me. I enjoy the build up and most of the all connection I have with someone else. I love making each other feel powerful, alive, and special. 

Andie: And of course the million dollar question: When do you plan to release your latest book and what is it about? 

Mistress just sighed.  She didn't want to tell them the truth that she is only half way through her book and depressed and completely stuck. 

Mistress: I have been working more short stories as we are working on some rewrites. With some books, the process is more complex than others. A basic idea of the book is erotic paranormal. 

Mistress gave a fake as she felt the answers were so vague. 

They ended the interview. 

"I can gave you a tour of the penthouse, but please do NOT post any pictures unless approved by me." Mistress Dark Pen explained as they agreed already signing a previous contract for Mistress and her clients privacy. 

She had taken them room by room: the black, black and purple, the red, blue, red and black, and they stopped in the pink and black. 
The bright pink and black and white blanket on the king size bed. There were matching dressers and sissies costumes in the closets and different size and color panties in the drawer. 
There were boxes in the closet of shoes and toys. 
"This room is cute," Andie stated. 
"It's my doll room. It's where I can play dress up with my sissies." 

Jackie looked at the stuff and blushed. "Can you treat us like one of your dolls?" 

"I thought you had to see a club tonight." Mistress stopped for a moment, maybe they would give her inspiration. 

"We have time for a fun session."  Andie stepped forward and flirted. 

She smiled. It had been a while since she really got to play. However she was still seeing out the vibe and connection with them. On a professional level, they are amazing, but she didn't feel she could get truly personal with them. 

"How about you two can use whatever you want in this room and put on a show for me?" She wanted to seem like a genuine host, but still keep her distance.  

Jackie was hesitant, but Andie raced into Mistress's closet. 
In a few minutes, Andie pulled out a nurse outfit and a school-girl outfit. Jackie got excited once she saw the blue, grey, and purple plaid skirt. 

Mistress sat in the pink fuzzy chair as she watched Jackie get undressed, her shoulders broad, and her bra was padded. She noticed the bulge in her purple and white poka-dotted panties. 
Mistress looked at her muscular legs, her thighs were amazingly toned.  
"I can show it if you want. It doesn't do much anymore. I've been on hormones for almost two years now." Jackie took off her panties. Her cock was maybe 3 inches but completely limp. 
"Go ahead touch it." Jackie said as Andie was looking around the room. She stopped as soon as Mistress got up. She squeezed the limp hose. 
Andie took off her dress, her purple and black lacy wired bra holding up her large  breasts. She was not wearing any panties, and her 7 inch cock semi hard at the sight. 
Mistress stood between the two of them and looked up at their faces as they were both several inches taller than she was. 
"No matter what you have, you both are very gorgeous, so beautiful." Just as she finished her words,  Andie blushed as Jackie cuffed Mistress cheek and kissed her passionately. Andie pulled her and did the same. 
"Now, good" She was breathless, she release Jackie's penis and looked at both stepping back. 
"Kiss each other and get your costumes on. . .  I would like a sexy show." Mistress went from a Stunned moment back into your natural dominance.  

Jackie wore the girl-school outfit, transparent white button shirt, showing her bra through, plaid skirt, and gray knee highs. Andie had on a white nurse outfit: the open nurse coat showed her bra and hardening cock. They were not wearing any panties. 
Mistress gave Andie and Jackie their own lube and but plugs. 
Andie checked Jackie's temperature and rubbed her belly. 
"I have special medicine, but you have to kiss my lips for it." Nurse Andie stated with a smile. Jackie eagerly kissed Andie again. It got passionate as they kissed hard and rolled onto the bed. They insert the plugs into each other. 
Jackie got on her knees and sucked and licked her sexy nurse's cock. Jackie hummed as Andie screamed, high pitch, as she exploded deep into the school-girl's throat. Jackie swallowed it all like a good girl. 

Mistress was enjoying watching the sissy sucking of her friend that was she-male. Mistress's panties were so wet as she sat there and watched. She didn't touch herself or get off so she was built up for the furries show that night. 

"I challenge you lovely toys, to keep those plugs in while you're clubbing." Mistress Dark Pen challenged them. 
"Sure," Andie said and Jackie agreed.  They got cleaned up and dressed. Mistress walked them to the door. 
Delilah had several baggies of granola bars. 
"Thank you." Andie stated to Delilah who bowed back. 
"I'm so hungry." Jackie added. 

"Actually thank you Mistress Dark Pen." Jackie blurted out. 
"What for? I'm always open for interviews." She was confused for a moment. 
"We were in the middle of a fight, and you helped us enjoy each other again." Andie explained. 
"Any time." Mistress replied. Both ladies kissed her on the cheek and exited. 

"Dinner will be in an hour." Delilah replied. 
"Thank you." 
"I would like to set a time for just you and me to play dolls." Mistress smiled at Delilah's smile and nodded in her reply. 

***

After a delicious dinner, Mistress cleaned herself up. She visited her furry friends in a long silky robe with a lacy corset and crotchless panties, the entire lacy set was purple and black. 
She kissed each of them. 

"Welcome Our Mistress Dark Pen." William the Wolf greeted her as he shook his tail. 
Each of the ladies, Candy the Cat and Betty the Bear kissed her cheeks. 
Frederick the Fox came out with a pitcher of pina colada. Mistress enjoyed her drink as she sat in the middle of the silky sheet covered couch. William smiled showing his fangs, his ears pointed up, and wagged his tail. 
"We each want to strip for you." 
"Please. I would love to see that." Mistress Dark Pen replied with a blushing smile. 
William started as he peeled piece by piece of his clothes off showing his fur. She could see his muscles under his black and grey fur. She could see that he was semi hard.  . . His cock thick and long. He kissed her before sitting down to her right. 
Frederick was next as she watched his red fur frizz a bit as he pulled off his statically clingy clothes. He shook his red and white, long and fluffy tail on her face as she playfully smacked his ass. He threw his boxers at her. Once naked, he sits on her left side.  
Betty bear shook her fluffy, jiggly ass as she stripped down. Candy joined in the bear's dance as Candy's tail swayed the opposite motion of her behind. Her ears and both their nipples erect as all were smelling the sweet arousing aromas of each other including Mistress's wetness. 
"There is a contest I'm having with these two sexy beasts next to me. I will stroke your cocks while watching these sexy ladies lick each other. Who cums last gets a private session with me." They all agreed with Mistress's contest idea. William and Frederick were always competitive with each other. 
"What about us?" Candy asked. 
"You lick each other deeply and the once who gets the other to cum the most will get to go shopping with me." She added. They all got excited. 
She gripped each cock in her hands. 
"Now my sexy furries, give me a sexy show." Mistress started the show. 

Candy's rough tongue licked along Betty's lips and then in a kissing embrace their tongues met. They kissed deeply as they moaned, rubbing and squeezing each other's breasts. 
Frederick groaned mixed with a light howl as she stroked only to make William match the howl but louder. 
Betty kissed down Candy's neck and began to suck on her nipples and Candy purred. The purring sound made Mistress Dark Pen dripping wet onto the silky sheets. 
Betty worked her tongue down Candy's furry body as Candy meowed and purred. Betty picked up Candy as she growled and moaned licked deep into Candy's pussy. 
"Me. . .ow..   ow. Ow!" Candy gushed all over Betty's face. 
Betty put Candy down and laid on her back. Candy arranged hers to 69 with Betty. She lapped up Betty's wet pussy. Both females were soaked and moaned. Once Candy got into a rhythm, she made Betty roar within her moans as she gushed hard making a puddle on the blanket.
Mistress enjoyed feeling the heartbeats racing in the throbbing thick manly muscles of her furries. They both howl louder shaking the walls. 
Frederick howled hard as he exploded hard watching his girls groan, and grinding into each other. He squirted exploding his cum out high and hard onto Mistress thighs and on his fur. 
Mistress said nothing as she continued to stroke William's thick cock. She felt it thinking how it would stretch her tight pussy. He groaned and howled in a calling whispered tone panting in her ear. By then Candy the Cat had cum four times and was purring and panting. Betty only came three times. 
Candy strattled over Betty's face riding her back and forth. She purred and groaned and quaked, shaking her breasts. "Me.    Ow!!!" She purred as soon as she gushed on Betty's face. Betty roared vibrating Candy's dripping pussy. 
Fredericks cock got hard again. He rushed off the couch, grabbed Candy, threw her over his shoulder, and raced her to the other room. She giggled and purred. 
Within minutes she screamed out a growling meow as he bit her neck and plowed his cock into her tight pussy. 
Mistress moved her onto the wolf's lap and slipped his throbbing cock into her tight pussy. She gasped at how huge he was. "Fuck" she bounced stretching her wide. She was so worked up from the day she needed the pleasure and pain. 
Betty got on her knees and kissed Mistress Dark Pen deeply. Mistress kissed and groaned  as she could taste Candy's juices all over Betty's lips. 
William grabbed his claws gripping mistress breasts ripping her corset. Betty gripped having the Mistress  bounced harder and faster as wolf's thick cock hit her spot repeating over and over until she screamed out and squirted hard. She squeezed his tight cock as he howled loudly exploding his hot seed deep into her. 

A little while later, Betty the Bear and William the Wolf ripped off her corset  and panties. She took off her robe. They took her to the bedroom. She laid in the middle. William sucked on Mistress's nipples, bruising them. Betty kiss, licked and sucked her pussy. Frederick licked her pussy. Candy suck the other nipple. 

They switch positions until they all made her cum over and over can licked her clean. 

"Who were the winners?" William asked. 
"William and Betty" Mistress said. They cuddled for a bit.

Mistress finished her drink, covered with her robe. It was a good way to end the exciting day. 

Saturday, May 9, 2020

Mistress Dark Pen with her Barbie

Missing My Barbie
Mistress Dark Pen © 2020
© Mistress Dark Pen 2005-2022
She sighed looking over at the mail bag of fan letters, suggestions of what else she could write about. Many thanked her for adding a spark to their sexual imagination, and few letters telling what she can improve upon or how she is a sinner and needs to confess her sins. She laughed at her first religious zealot. She had written a story each day that week of different sexual sins and posted it on her blog. She smiled how she used her Barbie-doll as her inspiration for her stories.  Barbie was her second major submissive, but her first sissy.
She sighed harder as she remembered the last time they were together.  She looked through her old files on her computer. She found several pictures . . . they went out: both were dressed to the nines. Mistress Dark Pen had on her favorite silky black dress, it went just pass her knees and had lacy around the edge. She had fishnets and a cute pair of ankle-high flat leather boots.
Barbie’s outfit was also a favorite of Mistress. She had this bright red fiery dress, black nylons and high-heel red matching shoes. They had gotten their nails done, and makeovers just for the special occasion. Mistress kept with a classy gothic look, lines were dark but thin, lips were a dark purple. Barbie’s lips were a bright red, and grey and pink eye spread.
Barbie had got them into a fancy restaurant: the reservation was weeks in the making. (It also helped that she knew several of the workers.)
They were sitting in a fancy restaurant: both got the red wine as they had already had known their order. It was beef tartar for appetizer and Porterhouse sliced with lobster.  There was no budget on this dinner as they were celebrating.
Barbie’s job gave her promotion. However, the gals knew that with the promotion, she would have to move away.
“What you have done for me is amazing?” She sighed looking at her gothic mistress trying not to tear up.
“Don’t cry this is a celebration.” Mistress swallowed her own tears. She knew if Barbie cried, so would she.
“You are advancing, and they need you elsewhere. You can still send me pictures.” She suggested.
She looked at the picture, remembering the story. She notices that the pictures had gotten fewer and fewer, especially after Barbie found a new mistress. She smiled bitter-sweetly. She looked at the pictures of that night.
The dinner was amazing. She had Barbie pay for everything and drove her all around that night. They went dancing, two gorgeous ladies dancing in each other’s arms. They even got a few guys to buy them fruity-rum drinks at the bar. Mistress smiled, proud, as she watched Barbie flirt with the guys.
“Take one of them to the bathroom, suck him off and swallow all of it. If you have any on your face, you have to wear it all night.” Mistress whispered to Barbie. Barbie did as she was told. She took one of the guys into the bathroom and sucked his cock. She made him moan so loud that it echoed in the bathroom. She swallowed every drop like a good girl as she came out with a clean face and huge smile.
“Good girl, you swallowed like a champ. I’m so proud of you.” Mistress Dark Pen smile so proud of her student submissive bi-sexual toy.
They danced that night and teased the rest of those guys giving each other lap dance grinding into each other. Mistress’s lacy panties were soaked that night. She only wore panties to feel like a lady to be in control. She normally enjoyed the windy feeling between her legs. She wanted to stay in focus that night; she wanted to remember what was going on. Even to this day a pair of wet panties reminds her of her Barbie. She will simply sigh and wish her hope, love, good health, and happiness as she would whisper it into the wind.
They got home and Mistress giggles and smiles got serious: they both wanted one more moment of pure dominance.
In her beautiful red dress she kneels on the cool wooden floors as soon as Mistress had locked the door . . .
“The night went well, but now you are my little bitchy sex toy.” Mistress Dark Pen snickered trying to keep her serious tone. She knew that Barbie’s tiny penis was useless because of all of the cages and devices that they used on her. However her semi-drunken tongue was going to get an extreme workout.
Mistress Dark Pen got wet looking at the naughty pictures in her private folders. She was looking at the two outfits that Barbie wore for her. . . the first one was a lacy orange lingerie, but it exposed her plastic cock cage that made her cock swell and hurt. However she refused to take it off. She was always stubborn when it came to her cock. She felt it wasn’t a valuable part to her, so Mistress locked it up like a tortured prisoner and expressed the rest of her.
“Get to the red and black room now, your outfit is on the bed.” Mistress growled. She got into the room and put on the outfit as she waited for Mistress. She came into the room in an outfit of red and black leather thigh boots, black lacy crotchless panties and full length black and red leather trench coat.
She bound Barbie to a St. Andrew’s cross Strap on her wrists and ankles. . . She then took off the cock cage.
“But Mistress?”  Barbie sighed and whined.
“Argue with me, and I will put a fucking ball-gag on that mouth.” She growled back.
“Fine,” Barbie snapped in attitude. She hated her cock even being acknowledged.
“Fuck for that attitude, I’m getting it.” She stopped and left the limp cock to get air. She shoved the ball into Barbie’s mouth as she strapped around her head.
“I wanted to talk while I smacked it around, but hearing your moans, groans and seeing those sexy tears is enough.” She had an evil look in her eyes as she replied. She kissed her cock and then one last time she put the entire thing in her mouth. However the cock lost a few inches from extreme chastity. Mistress enjoyed the cock torture and the lock up; it kept her subs in-line, but sometimes she also enjoyed a simple good blow job. The feeling of her tongue and lips with the cock and balls. She loved the control she had when a cock would grow from her tongue and suction. Barbie fought it, twisting her face, sighing with a muffled moan. Mistress smiled with the cock still in her mouth; she enjoyed at the completely twisted torture. She could feel the blood flow in his cock, but did not plump the way it should have. He was on female hormones and started to cry knowing he was not pleasing his mistress. She pulled back having the half flaccid cock plop out.
“Good bye my tortuous toy.” She whispered, and she then smacked it hard. Barbie flinched against the bars. She grabbed the crops, one in each hand and snapped them on Barbie’s tiny cock and shrunken balls. Tap-Tap at first, but then repeating the echoed sound, it reminded her of a drum and then continued to smack back and forth like playing the drums. She looked up to see tears filling in her Barbie’s eyes. She had hit her balls harder and faster that they would bounce and collide into each other. Mistress giggled as she knew it was a mixture of pleasure and pain for Barbie, who was groaning against the ball gag really loud now.
She whipped the crops against Barbie’s very sensitive nipples, over and over, making her cock twitch and bounce as she shivered, shaking against the wooden boards. She could tell that Barbie was worked up. She wanted, no, needed release, and yet the poor stubborn gal could not even beg for it.
She grabbed a suction cup and never gave her submissive Barbie a choice or chance. She turned it on high and it sucked that cock so intensely hard that she could hear Barbie scream through the ball gag. The suction didn’t let her orgasm, it simply pulled the sticky load by unenjoyable load through her painful cock. The heavy painful balls were getting lighter.
“Now, you will be drained, so you can start your new chastity journey completely empty. I have the cum collecting, and you will drink all of it and then lick me clean.” She explained the next part of her plan as she smacked her nipples over and over again. The mixture of muffled moaning and screaming totally turned her on. She could feel that she was dripping her wetness down her legs.
She began to suck on Barbie’s nipples making her sexy toy so horny that she gasped . . . she had to focus her breathing as it caught in her throat as she had an orgasm built up only for the intense suction to pull it out of her before she could enjoy it. Mistress delighted in her torturous draining release. It was an hour or so of nipple play with at least seven releases of cock juice. There was at least one-fourth of a cup, maybe even close to a third of a cup.
She turned off the suction cup, took it off his limp cock, and then washed it. She did care for Barbie. She found a spiky metal cage and put it on. She then took Barbie off the cross, took off the ball gag, and kissed her toy. She moaned as she enjoyed their lips connecting even if her toy’s lips were dry.
“You have done well, so far.” She giggled. Barbie knew Mistress always had something devious up her sleeve. She had her drink her cum. She gagged at first at it was sticky and cold, but took it down like a champ.
“Good Girl.” She rubbed her toy’s sore nipples. Barbie gasped as her cock twitched into the spikes. She yelped as the Mistress laughed.
“You are just so easy to torture.” Mistress laughed and kissed her again, tasting her salty and sweet mixture on her lips.
She looked at the pictures of the bed time fun, the before and after. She smiled at the sticky scene.
She remembered: she watched her toy putting on the outfit the sudden time limit of two minutes. She giggles as Barbie almost fumbled and fell onto the bed trying to get the tight fishnet and leather outfit on. However made it with just second to barely spare.
The second outfit Mistress had for her was a bondage piece. . . it looked like pink leather straps that covered the torso and barely the crotch as it was meshed together with black and pink fishnets. She had clamps and chains on her nipples and across her chest as Mistress attached it to the chains on the bed.
Once Barbie was strapped down, Mistress took off her coat. She crawled over the toy’s body. She humped her locked crotch: Barbie squeaked and moaned. . . “Oh fuck, my beaut-i-ful mis-tress.” She hissed. She rubbed her wet pussy harder and ground into her leather covered toy.  She gasped and moaned loudly as the leather rubbed against her oversensitive pussy. She trembled as harder and faster quakes of twitching dripping pussy pushed waves of pleasure throughout her naked body. Her nipples, erected, hard rubbing against Barbie over stimulated clamped nipples.
“Oh, Oh, Oh Mistress. . . Fuck.” Barbie’s voice got high as her cock twitch hitting the spike and fell into the cage like a deflated balloon. Her body twitched and trembled; she wanted to be hard, she could feel her balls fill and get heavier. She craved the mixture of pain and pleasure; she truly loved it all. They both knew that Barbie was going to miss this craved torture.
She rocked her quaking body into her toy covered in fishnet and leather, she didn’t care if it dripped all over the outfit as she pulling out all of the tricks. She wanted them both to explode so intensely that they passed out and yet never forget that explosion of love and lust.
She ground into the leather and fishnets as Barbie started to whimper and then scream . . .
“Fuck, Oh fuck. MISTRESSSSSS!” She hissed in her scream as her balls were heavy again and her cock started to grow and plump only to get pierced over and over with the spikes. It was a pure blissful mixture of ecstasy and agony. Her cock was dripping precum into Mistress’s pelvis. Mistress Dark Pen was careful not to catch herself on the sharp edgy cock cage.
She ground into her sexy toy for the last time, if she was clothed it would have been dry humping, but she naked and extremely dripping wet. She torturously humping purposing making her Barbie sissy brat hard. It was for all of the time Mistress was teased by a hot outfit or her toy’s tongue just not hitting the right spot. Honestly it rarely happened, but there were a few times. She simply wanted Barbie to leave her clear of all wrong-doings and completely drained . . . basically sexually a clean slate.
The harder and more intense the body weight of the curvy Mistress pushed down on the living sexy toy, the more she gasped and screamed out loud as she needed to release, but the sharpness in her cock was so boldly extreme that it would not allow the cock to stay hard. It was deflated, flat, wounded . . . small droplets of blood roll down from the limp cock.
Within the next moment, Mistress quaked hard into a perfected bodily stiffness, so stiff, it could have broken a full erected cock in half in her incredibly tight pussy.
“Oh yes, fuck. . . FUCK Yes. My good damaged toy.” She gasped barely making the screamed words audible as she barely had the air escape her lips. As she simply relaxed laying on Barbie. She lightly kissed her toy’s lips.
“I will miss you.” She sighed, panting barely catching her breath.
“Oh, Mistress, please after I clean you up, I . . . I can’t cry now.” Barbie sighed, swallowing hard, her own tears.
She twisted Barbie’s clamped nipples as Barbie cried out in twisted sensation making her forget the sad moment even if just for a few seconds.
“I am not finished with you yet. I need your best work: I need your tongue. I want you lick me so clean that my fucking pussy shines.” She laughed at the impossible challenge. Barbie smiled willing to try her best, both knew it. Both wanted it badly. Barbie craved Mistress Dark Pen’s sweet taste. Mistress loved the feel of a good tongue on her very sensitive clit.
Once she got the strength, she got up leaving Barbie sore and a bit drafty and cool. She had a queening stool. . . it looked like a chair with an opening at the bottom. She put the leather chair over Barbie’s head as she sat in the chair over Barbie’s head. The sweet mixed scent of her bodily musk and the sweetness of her wetness drove Barbie moaned and over the edge as her sore deflated cock dribbled out the small watered down load of cum.
Mistress pussy was perfectly exposed in the opening of the queening chair. Barbie took no time, she knew what the chair was for, and she did not wait for permission. The moment her tongue touched the soaked, sweet pussy, Mistress shrieked and shivered. She turned and smacked Barbie’s sharp-caged cock.
“Sorry, Mistress, sorry.” Barbie cried out and whimpered as her body quaked in pain. Mistress squeezed her toy’s balls pushing her cock into a small yet very sharp spike.
“You do NOT start until told,” She growled. She wanted their last to be just right. This unexpected moment irritated her a bit. She wasn’t prepared and didn’t get to enjoy the wet, hot touch of her brat’s tongue.
“Brat, damn it, why did you do it?” She continued to squeeze the balls into the sharpness.
“I . . . I . . . I am sorry. . . Mistress.” She shuddered in her words in pain as the sharpness was in her balls. She squeezed his balls pulling away from the spike.
“Speak, damn you, speak bitch” She growled squeezing hard. Barbie took a deep breath so she could focus.
“Your smell is so enticing. Mistress. . . I am addicted to your sweet taste. It’s like honey of the Goddesses.” She smiled and loosen her grip at her much appreciated compliment. She sighed knowing it was a bittersweet session, and she needed to stay focused.
“Thank you.” She had to be polite and sighed.
“DO. NOT. DO. IT. AGAIN!” She squeezed and growled each word.
“Yes, my mistress.” Those words haunted her as she loved hearing them. She knew when those words were spoken that her beautiful sissy toy understood what she was saying.
She released Barbie’s balls and readjusted herself. She gave Barbie a moment to simply relax and focus.
“Now, my slutty pet, lick me . . . and make it count.” Mistress Dark Pen loved putting pressure on her Barbie as she knew that her sissy toy would strive to do so much better. She was so eager to please and keep her sexy Mistress completely satisfied.
Barbie took no time to think, she simply allowed her tongue to do it’s natural thing. She moaned as she lap drop after sweet drop of the wonder nectar from his beloved Mistress. She could not get enough; she lapped it up like a melting ice cream cone. . .
Mistress instantly shivered into a quake as her body stiffen. She knew that her Barbie knew all of her intense special spots, pushing the tip of her tongue just right. It’s so stiff making her Mistress’s body quake with anticipation. The buildup was so crazy that Mistress could not think of anything: nothing, not even that even her female play toy was about to leave. All she could focus on was the sensual pulses being sent throughout her body fighting against the rapid beat of her heart. Her body's rhythm were racing, building up to the point of extreme explosion . . . the perfect release.
Barbie’s tongue slid into her Mistress’s opening as she moaned adding vibrations to the sensitive skin. He licked up and sucked on the clit before pushing the clit with her tongue.
“Oh, Barbie, fuck.” She shrieked as Barbie’s tongue flicked the clit over and over applying just the right amount of pleasure.  Mistress shook so hard that she made the chair jerk.
“Yes. . . YES. . . FUCK YESSSS!” She hissed in a high pitch tone as her body quaked into a stiffen flesh for a firm long moment . . .  within seconds of her screams, her body loosen as her pussy gushes more juices that Barbie eagerly licks clean. It creates a vicious cycle as she was still so tense and sensitive . . . that her body stiffened again barely allowing her to catch her breath.
The tongue lapped, the lips sucked over and over. . . making her scream out orgasm after orgasm until her lips were dry and her throat was so raw making her voice hoarse.
By the seventh orgasm she was shaking from the aftershock. She was dizzy and barely got the word “fuck,” pass her lips. She gripped the wall just to catch her breath. She built up enough strength to move off the queening chair. She pushed it off the bed as the crashing sound echoed.
She cuddled close to her Barbie still tied down unable to hold her shivering Mistress back. It was it’s own intimate torture. Barbie simply stayed still covered in his mistress’s juices all over her face.
Barbie did not know it but Mistress had taken pictures of her toy as she was tied down and asleep. It was simply for her own collection. She only kept the pictures that meant something to her. There was one where Barbie was smiling in her sleep. Mistress smiled as she believed that Barbie was dreaming of her. She believed it was the best way to close their sexual adventure together.
She closes out of the private folder. . . .
She rang a bell for several echoing rings. . . Delilah in her perfect maid outfit rushed into the office. She knelt before Mistress Dark Pen and stated:
“Yes, Mistress, how may I help you?”
“Yes, find me a play toy with a good tongue. I am soaked and I need my pussy cleaned.” She ordered.
“Yes, Mistress.” She bowed and exited the room. . .