Tuesday, October 13, 2020

The Party

This was previously posted on fetlife at darkmistress 12 13

Lisa went to the party for her roommate, Shannon, to be some wing girl, but didn’t realize that Shannon was going to break a record and get a guy in less than 12 seconds. . . even before they got in the door.
Lisa walked in to the party scanning for a familiar face. She didn’t see anyone so she headed to the kitchen for a drink to loosen up. She was into her third drink of the rum punch when she walked into the living room with blaring music. Several groups were talking and dancing. . .
She saw a young woman with a bob hair cut sitting in the corner with a red cup. She had a short black dress on. . . Lisa walked over to see her, maybe make a friend.
“Hi. I’m Lisa.”
“I’m Andie. It’s really loud here, lets go upstairs to talk.” Lisa followed her up the stairs. Andie opened the door at the end of the hall.
“How did you know that this room would be empty?”
“Because this is my room, silly.” She giggled. They walked in, turned on the light and she closed the door behind to them.
“What would you like to talk about?” Lisa was nervous. Andie looked young.
“How old are you?”
“I’m 19.”
“You just look so young.”
“Thank you.” Lisa sat on the bed.
“I’m a sophomore at the college, you?”
“It’s my junior year.” Lisa replied.
“Major?”
“Psychology, you?”
“Large Animal Care,”
“Wow a vet.”
“For like a zoo, I like the big cats.”
“You seem nervous.” Andie asked while she took Lisa’s cup and her own and put them on top of the dresser.
“I. . . I am not sure what you are seeking. . .” Lisa stammered.
“I’m looking for friends and fun. It’s kind of the point of the party.” She got really close to Lisa placing each hand right next to her hips. Lisa fought her stop as her curiosity was much stronger than her worry.
Andie just had her lips barely touch Lisa’s lips. She could taste the rum punch once she slipped her tongue pass Lisa’s lips. The next moments of the make-out bliss was a blur and a twist memory of clothes. The next clear moment was Lisa laying naked on Andie’s bed. Andie massaged, licked and kissed each of her thighs. Then she massaged her pussy lips. . . a moan flew pass Lisa’s lips. Lisa gasped once Andie slid her fingers over Lisa’s clit.
“Good Girl,” she rubbed the clit watching the girl quiver under her. Then she started to kiss and lick her pussy while playing and twisting Lisa’s nipples in her hands.
“Ahhh” Lisa squealed at the double sensation. Her body trembled and arched into Andie’s touch. Andie slid a finger into the soaked pussy and then started to cover the nipples with her own juices. The she would slide the between her two wet fingers feeling as if they were lips. . . Lisa closed her eyes and it felt like two people were giving her pleasure.
“Oh, damn. . .” She gasped as Andie pinched her nipples and sucked hard on her swollen pussy lips.
“Please, baby, don’t fight it. . . be a good girl, let your body relax, and let me simply give you pleasure.” Andie took enough of a break to give a few words of encouragement.
Andie sat Indian style with both legs cross over, naked, and she pulled Lisa ass up putting both leg on each side. She slid one finger in the tight older pussy, and pulled out a wet finger. Then, she slid two fingers in slow in reaching for the spongy g-spot. . . she knew she would hit when Lisa would quiver. She would stop massaging the spot with her fingertip making Lisa quiver and gasp.
“Oh. . . oh. . . Oh. . .” She pushed in three fingers still reaching and rubbing the spot. . .
“OH. . . DAMN. PLEASE . . .” Lisa screamed feeling climax build. She wanted to feel the wave of pleasure, but Andie knew she could do better. . . She pulled out her soaked hand . . . in fact, Lisa was dripping into her ass. She used her wet hand and began to massage her clit. . . going over it harder and faster.
“Oh. . . Oh.. . . Oh YES. . . Please DON’T STOP!” Lisa screamed which she had never done before. Her body was shaking so bad, Andie had to hold her down with her free hand, while massaging and rapidly rubbing her clit with the other. . . the sensitivity. . . Rubbing, harder, faster. . . Until she felt her partner’s body tighten. . . Then within the next rub Lisa’s pussy squirts her juices all over Andie’s chest.
“Oh damn.”
“How as that?” Andie whispered and pulled away from Lisa to crawl on top on her letting her thighs feel how wet Andie was. . .
“Oh. . . that was amazing.”
“Oh dear, it’s not over.” Andie slid her finger deep into Lisa’s very wet pussy while she pushed her soaked breasts against Lisa’s. . . the nipples bumped and danced into each other. . . . Andie pushed her lips over Lisa’s lips. Once Lisa felt her breathing was caught, she wrapped her arms around her perky and wet partner.
Andie pulled her hand out . . .
“Wrap your legs around me.” Andie demanded, and Lisa did as requested. Both hot, wet pussies pushed against each other. Andie rocked back and forth still kissing Lisa hard both girls moaning their actions. Andie opened her drawer to her end table and grabbed a vibrating egg. She slid it between her pussy lips, turned it on.
Then she kissed Lisa hard as she ground her vibrating pussy. Lisa wanted to scream, but it was all muffled in the passion kiss. Their tongue danced back and forth and teased each other. Lisa body rocked against Andie’s rhythm. They were bouncing on the bed once Andie turn up the vibration. . . their breast plowed into each other as they pounded their pussies into each other, but both were so wet.
Andie angle so that they pull away from the chests, but the legs were scissoring pushing the pussy harsher against each other.
“Oh. Yeah. Who. Is. My. Sexy. bitch?” Andie pounded out the words.
“Oh, yes. I. Am. Your. Sexy. Bitch!” Lisa pounded each word back with each pound of the pussy.
Andie grabbed Lisa’s breasts. . . Pushing her pelvis deep into the bed while she squirted all over Lisa’s pussy.
“Keep pounding, please.” Lisa begged.
“How. Bad. Do. You. Want. It?” Andie gasped and pounded the words breathlessly.
“Oh, yes. Yes. . . Yes. . . YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!” Lisa shrieked grabbing Andie’s back with her nails creating deep scratches all the way down. The girl stopped for a few moments. . . Andie put away the vibrator.
“Now we need to clean up. . .” Andie demanded. Lisa thought she meant a shower, but Andie crawled on top and twisted her back to they were belly to belly but Andie’s pussy was Lisa’s face and Andie was diving deep face into Lisa’s pussy.
“Lick me clean.” Lisa was slightly unsure, but she would smell the sweetness like a mixture of vanilla and honey. . . She lapped slowly at first. . .
“Be aggressive, girl. . . lick, suck, bite me.” She demanded pushing her pussy deep into Lisa face. Lisa took a deep breath and started to suck and lick the sweet wetness. Then she felt it. . . Andie going face deep into the pussy pushing her stiff tongue in and out of the dripping pussy. She could taste the mixture of herself and her partner juices. She was tongue fucking her and lapping the juices like a cat laps up a saucier of milk.
Lisa sucked Andie clit hard so hard she would feel her demanding partner grind against her face harder and faster. She tapped the clit, flicked it with her tongue and the nibbled and sucked . . . changing up the order. . . driving Andie so crazy that she too started to play with Lisa’s clit . . . licking and sucking it so hard, Lisa moaned against the clit creating a jolt and her pussy slightly drip into Lisa’s face.
Lisa was getting tired, but she wanted to cum just one more time. . . so pushed through. . . licking harder, sucking more intensely. . . moaning at the sensations of her own pussy. They both built up the last climaxes. . . Andie trembled, pushed hard to Lisa face and gushed deep into her mouth because she was screaming “oh yes” into Andie’s pussy. . . creating complete echoing vibrations.
Andie licked up Lisa once she came the last time.
“You were . . .”
“Amazing. Oh I know. I had a really good teacher.” Andie blew it off.
“I’ll let you get dressed.” Andie got up, got dressed, and exited the room.
Lisa slowly got dress. . . She was so tired, drained, but so refreshed. . . She had never had a partner make her orgasm so intensely.
She raced to at least thank Andie. She went into the bathroom, washed up and fixed her hair. Then she managed to see the crowd. . . She asked at least five people once she wouldn’t find Andie.
“Are you talking Andie Keller?”
“I think so. She had shorter hair, kind of a bob style. She had a black dress. . . ”
“You were ghosted.”
“What?”
“Andie used to own this house, but she died ten years ago. She was lesbian who got date raped and killed at a party. The Sorority has several parties to see if they can experience her. . . they says she is . . .
“Amazing.” Lisa was confused, but whatever happened didn’t matter. . . She knew what happened and how it felt. It was exactly what she needed. She went home slept off her hang over and studied the rest of the weekend. She aced all of her exams that semester.

Ghastly Lust

Previously posted on fetlife at darkmistress1213

June had been a lone a while, but she had a naughty schedule. . .Tuesday and Thursday she had fantasy viberator play (in which she finds erotic story and would play with her varies viberators, she had maybe two dozen all doing different things.) Saturday was her romance day (in which usually candles, wine,and a bubble bath.)

She was happy with her Monday through Friday office job, loved her cat Felice, and would get whatever she wanted when she wanted it. She told herself if Mr. Right comes in her life would be happy, but until then was satisfied with her life.

One day she got a raised as she got her boss a new client. She treated herself and a bought a new vibrator. It had fallen off the shelf in front of her feet. She took it as a sign. It was clear, but biggest she ever had at twelve inches long and over two inches wide. She got extra batteries and a large bottle lube. She was going to have a good night on Tuesday. This was Friday. . .she was very good with keeping her schedule and it gave her something to look forward to.

Saturday she felt something was weird when her candles when out and she felt something pinch her ass going to bed. She thought maybe she pinched a nerve. Then went to bed, confused.

It was a Sunday night, she was cleaning the kitchen before bed. She swore she felt someone sneaked behind her, she felt pressure against her back and ass. She felt a slight breeze on her neck.

She moaned and pushed her ass against it, finishing the dishes.

Then she got undressed for bed, decided to go to bed naked that night. She felt that she was not alone and she was going to tease whatever seemed it wanted to play. It had been over two years since she had a decent play partner. She didn't just want, but needed to be touched. . .

"Whoever is there, please enjoy me." She invited the spirit to play. It was within seconds before she felt pressure on her pelvis as if they were straddling over her. Her breast felt caressed and squeezed. She arched into the pressures and moaned. . . "Oh yessss."

The pressure made her soak and wet. She had her eyes closed and tried to picture the pressured ghost as muscular man having his way with her. Within moment, she felt her wet pussy stretch and then vibrations pulsate throughout her body. She screamed and gasped. . . "Oh god, yessss, oh god, oh god . . ." She released over and over falling asleep in a puddle of her own bodily juices.

She thought the ghost had used the vibrator but it was still in the box.

Naughty Boy

Previously posted on fetlife darkmistress1213

He snuck into her room. . . with no permission.

He found his Christmas gifts, unwrapped.

He saw his new fuzzy cuffs.

He was so instantly hard pushing again his cold metal cage. The cage kept it down, and made his desire more intense.

He wanted to play now, with all his new toys.

"What are you doing?" The dominant mistress caught him in her room.

He had the fuzzy cuffs in his hands.

"I want to play." He wined.

"No. Put it back, it was for Christmas. Put everything back." She got the paddle with drilled holes and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Normal naughty boys get coal, but submissive naughty boys get a red ass. Now over my knees you very bad boy."

"Yes, my mistress." He laid over her knees with his bare ass in the air.

"Count, if you miss, I will add the viberator and make you recount. Now before we start why are you getting punished?"

"I was in your room without permission."

"And?" She asked.

"I was into the presents without permission."

The first smacks were done correctly and count just like he was supposed to. His ass was just a minor stinging and rosy-pinkish color. He called the 5th smack number 4.

"You messed up. It was spanking 5, not 4 twice." She didnt know if the minor horniness and pain got him upset or if he secretly liked the vibrations in his ass.

"However instead of using the viberator while I spank you. I going to have you lead over the edge of the bed finish much harder and fuck your ass with my big bertha strapon." She felt so deviant. She had him lead over the and she swung the paddle like a bat with both hands as she could almost hear tears in his voice. Each paddle getting harder, the smack sound louder and his hot ass much redder.

"You took my moment away of me seeing you surprised on Christmas day." She stated putting the strap-on with extra long and wide and thick didlo. She can barely put her fingers around it. She added the guilt as lubed it with an extra slippery lube.

"I knew you wanted those cuffs. Now you have to wait to use them. She added an vibrating egg between her pussy and the strap-on. She turn it on low and pushed the strap-on inch by intense inch. She didn't even give him warning, it was punishment not fun time.

Once she got it in half way, she turn her egg onto medium and main riding his ass. She push him deeper and turn it on high and gasp push in deep as she came. She did this for three rounds. She pulled out.

He did not dare to ask to cum.

"Will you do it again?"

"Oh god, mistress, no." He was so very sore.

"Good. Now run me a bath and go clean the strap-on."

Good Sub Part 1

Previously posted on fetlife darkmistress1213

From Darkmistress1213 on fet life

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Good Sub part 1

Well, this is the second time I tried to write this as I lost my first draft hitting the wrong button. Anyway, the last two nights, I have very naughty dreams. They inspired me to write this very erotic tale.

It starts as my submissive boyfriend was good all week: he did all of chores, errands, and massaged his bomb-ass sexy mistress every night without a horny complaint or to to ask to get his cage off. He also did not ask for extra in his allowance. He was a sexy, good boy and deserve some fun.

We had a nice dinner and chocolate pudding for dessert.

Afterward, I told him "go to the bed room and strip down." He did as he was told.

I met him in the room. He stood by the bed everything off but his shiny metal cage.

"Lay on the bed." I was firm with my words as much as I knew his friend in the cage wanted to be.

I tied his hands to the head of the bed. He was quiet as he watched me. I could tell he wanted to speak, but he it was best for him to wait until he was spoke to.

I kissed him lightly on his lips, I could lightly taste the chocolate. I had to pull back just to keep my control.

"Since you have been good all week, I'm going give you a treat. However I have two rules. Rule one: the louder you moan, the more I will do to let you enjoy the experience." I kissed him as he moaned deeply into the kiss. I slid my tongue pass his lips and and I could feel the vibrations and taste the chocolate. If he had clothes on, I would have ripped them off of him. He was driving me that crazy; he was sexy good boy! I pulled away trying to control: we both moaned, breathlessly.

"Rule two: you can only cum, when I tell you too or you will have extra time in chastity. Do you understand?" He replied to my rules with "Yes, I understand, my sexy Mistress."

I kissed him lightly trying to keep my composure. I got up from the bed and leave him tied in bed with his on naughty thoughts.

I got into my lacy purple baby-doll teddy. However I do not wear underwear as I am already soaked, dripping my sweet juices down my legs. My submissive boyfriend is just that obedient and hot.

I made sure he saw me in the door ways. I don't ask him what he thinks as I just heard a moan fall from his lips. I walked over to and crawl over him as he could feel my moist and hot pussy.

I kissed up his stomach and chest as I sucked and nibbled on his nipples. He moaned and arced into me. I ground my wet pussy into his cage teasing him.

"How bad do you want your beautiful goddess?"

"Oh, so, bad." He moaned in between each word, which made me wetter. I dripped through the cage all over his throbbing and compressed cock.

"Do you want to be freed and play?" I asked teasing him.

"Yes, please my gorgeous mistress. Please." He begged.

I leaded towards his ear . . . "well, since you asked so nicely." Then I kissed down his neck. He moaned letting out air.

I kissed down his body. Then I got to the cage and locked the cage with the hidden key.

I got a wipe and cleaned all of the sweat and dirt from the cage. I rolled a cock ring on it as I could feel it grow in my hands. He moaned harder and louder as I touched his precious member. I also cleaned his sensitive balls with the wipe.

"Oh goddess." He gasped and moaned. I added an edible lube, raspberry flavored. I rubbed the lube into his balls and licked his balls to touch the raspberry. He moaned and arched into me pulling his wrists again the headboard.

Then I added more lube and I stroked his cock, up and down. The louder his moaned, the harder and more intended I stroked. I loved feeling the cock throb and his body desire to release.

I massaged his balls with one hand I stroke with the other. I loved having the power of his pleasure in my hands.

"This is what good boys get!" I stated enjoying touching him.

"Oh goddess, thank you, oh yes." He moaned in his words.

I finally start to lick the tip of his cock as there was a drop of precum mixing the slight salt with the tart raspberry.

I slid more of his cock in my mouth. I tasted the tart of raspberries as I began to suck, light at first listening to his heavy breathy moans. I suck harder pushing him deeper in my mouth. I slid up and down making him scream with his moan.

"Oh. My. Mistress!" I slid him out and smiled. I crawl up and kissed him hard mixing our tongues making it taste like chocolate covered raspberries. We both moaned into the kiss.

"Do you want to cum?" I whispered breathlessly in his ear. . .

To be continued . . .

Good Sub Part 2

Previously posted on Fetlife Darkmistress1213

"Do you want to cum?" I asked again as I began to suck on his neck and grab his cock. He gasped and moaned.
"Oh. Yes. Please. Mistress!"
"Compliment me" I demanded as I went back to sucking his his neck making it red, not quite bruised. I can't have him be marked up in a spot his coworkers could see. However I loved marking him: making him mine.
"You are amazing. You are wonderful and beautiful." He moaned in his breathy words. I moved to his chest and sucked harder near his nipples.
"I'm only complete when I'm with you." The last one made me kiss his lips, hard and deep. I pulled away as I wanted to feel him. He truly deserved to release but only the way I want him to.
I untied him to the bed post, but I made sure his hands were still tied together. I slipped his tied arms around my the back of my neck. I arranged myself to slid his ringed throbbing cock in my pussy opening. I pulled him up in a sitting position as it pushed his cock deep in me. I was tight and dripping wet around his plump cock. I could feel his body slightly trembling as his arms strain. I slid his arms down to my waist, and I wrapped my legs around him so I could feel him penetrate deeper in me. My chest pushed against his chest, the rubbing motion made my nipple rock hard and pointy brushing against him. We both moaned in the motion. We rocked together as he matched his rhythm with mine. The motion of his cock moving in and out, deeper and deeper made me soaked. I dripped all over him.
"Damn, good sexy boy, you make me wet!" I breathlessly stated the obvious. He wanted to cum as his body shook in my arms. I bounced as I scratched his back. He moan in a painful growl. He bounced against me as hit hit the soft spot as I groaned and scratched him harder. My body got tense as I dug my fingers and bitter nails into his back. For a few seconds, I could breath and then a release as my body felt light and high as I slightly collapsed into his chest. I could hear his rapid heart beat.
"You are a very good boy." I whispered and mumbled in his chest.
"Thank you, my sexy Mistress. I did well, right?" He wanted confirmation. However he was patient and did not ask to cum.
"You did very well." I replied and kissed him deeply tasting the chocolate and raspberry faded on his dried lips. We rest for a moment leaving his throbbing cock still in me.
I slid his arms up my waist and over my head. I push his chest down, so he was laying down as I could feel his cock shift in me. It rubbed against my wet sensitive spot. I moaned as I rode him hard. I grabbed his hands and allowed him to squeeze and play with my bouncy, soft and squishy breasts. It felt nice so arch my breasts into his hands and push his cock deep within my pussy. The harder he squeezed, the harder I rode him. We both moaned harder, deeper and louder.
"Pinch and twist my nipples my sexy boy toy." I demanded as he got excited and twitched under me. He pitched and twisted my nipples as I have very little feeling, but I know it drives him crazy. The more he moaned and twisted my nipples making them purple and red, the harder i bounced riding him so freaking hard.
Finally it all built up to such intense point that I squirted with him inside of me. He moaned as he felt my wet orgasm again his trembling cock. I collapsed next to him as he massaged my pussy with his tied up hands. He would taste his fingers every few strokes.
"Do I taste good?" I laughed.
"Oh yes, my sexy goddess." He sucked my sweet juices off his fingers. I looked over to his cock, it was swirls of red and purple. I knew it needed to explode, and he had given me two awesome orgasm I knew I had to help him. I sucked on his fingers and I love how sweet and horny he makes me get. I moaned sucking on his fingers as he moaned louder and his body twitched. I pushed his hands over his head onto the pillow. I kissed him hard with our tongue doing the tango as I could taste my juices on him, it drove me crazy. I kissed down his trembling body.
I got to his glistening cock. I took no time and sucked my juices off as I could taste sweet and salt as his precum mixed in.
"Oh my sexy Mistress. Yes. Oh yes!!" He exclaimed in moaning words. Once he was cleaned off, I slid his cock ring off. He moaned as he knew his groin friend was friend. He needed this, we both knew it. I took some more lube and stroked it.
"Oh. my. Sexy. mistress." He gasped and moaned in between the words.
"Beg. To. Cum." I emphasized each demanding word.
"Please my sexy goddess, may I cum?" He asked as I stroked as a steady rate. "More " I stroke harder, more intense. He arched into my hand. I pushed his pelvis down with my free hand. I then held him down hold his balls massaging them with my thumb. "Oh my gorgeous, sexy mistress, may I please cum. Please mistress. I want you. I need you! I love you!" He knew what words to say to get me. I added lube and massaged his balls harder and I stroke him harder.
"I. . . I . . . I can't . . ." he gasped in mid orgasm.
"Cum baby, my good boy cum!" I allowed his body to release as he gushed so hard that he drained majority of his cum in one shot. The cum oozed over my hand as I licked part of my hand. It tasted like salted raspberries. I took my other hand wiped my wet pussy only to mix his cum with my juices on my fingers.
"Now be my good boy and lick my fingers clean." He sucked the sweet and salty mixture off each one of my fingers. I lived the suction with the feeling of wet tongue. I wonder if that what cocks feel like when someone sucks on them. I untied his hands and kiss him deeply.

"Would you like to join me in the bath tonight?"

Good Sub Part 3

Previously posted darkmistress 12 13 at fetlife

I asked if my good sub wanted to join me in a bath.
(He had remodeled the master bathroom: we took out the closet and made a huge shower with a bench and two wand shower heads with 16 different pulses. So if I felt in a teasing mood, I could have him stand in the shower while I use the pulse to pleasure myself. Its simply to show him what he is not allow to do if he was bad and that is sexually please me.
There is also a huge soaker tube which made for at least two adults.
There is a separate area divide the bathing area and the double vanity and hidden toilet.)
"Yes my sexy, Mistress." I kiss him lightly.
"Good, go make me tea and set my bubble bath." I demanded as it made him smile. I smile back. He knew it was a game we had, he had to do everything nude, unless I told him so. He would make my green tea, warmed, very light honey. If it was made perfect, and my bath was set just right: I would reward him by letting him bath with me and I love washing and stroking my sexy toys.
I knew I was still hot and so soak and wet between my legs. My submissive boyfriend has a way with me: he goes out of his way and in some very uncomfortable situations just to please me. I'm not just his dominant, sexy mistress, but his loving, caring, supportive girlfriend.
"My lovely Mistress, bath is ready."
I got up and followed the same piano music, and I could smell my favorite vanilla bubble bath. The room was dim with several vanilla and strawberry candles around the tub. My tea was on the end table with four of my favorite chocolate cookies. He sweet and sexy sub knew how to get to my sweet side: that is extra points for him.
"Mistress, even if I do not get the chance to enjoy this relaxing moment with you, it was my pleasure to create it for you." I kissed him deeply.
"Help me take this off," I demanded trying my best keep my dominance. He slid off my lacy purple teddy over my chest and arms. I reveal my bouncy breasts that made my nipples erect. His eyes got big as I smiled. I loved his reaction to my body. I knew I was making him hard again.
"Kiss them, suck on them." I demanded. He kissed each on with a quick peck knowing that the tub was filling fast. He sucked on my right nipple as let a small moan; he pulled away quickly and sucked on the other. Once he pulled away, he offered to help me in the tub.
I stepped into the tub, the water was a bit warmer. I slowly sat in the middle, turned the water a bit cooler. I took a sip of my tea, it was perfect. It was so good that I let the feel of the water go.
"Step closer." I demanded as he as he was told.
"Do I turn my good boy on?" I asked in a playful tone.
"Oh yes, my sexy Mistress. I love how you make me feel." He answered in a gasp as I grabbed his semi hard cock with my warm wet hand. I stroked it feeling it grow harder in my hands.
"I want you to cum on my breasts and the lick it clean. If you do this, you will join me in the bath tonight." I explained, stroking hard and faster as within moments, he arched, and groaned.
"My good submissive boy toy wants to cover his sexy goddess with his cum." I giggled in my words as a firm of girly amusement.
I stroked harder and faster feeling the cum move in a rush through his cock. I position my chest close as within second his cock exploded for the second time that night. (We both knew as long as he was good, I would try to drain him as it would be at least another two weeks before he could cum again, maybe longer if he didn't earn enough points or if I'm not in the right mood.)
He gushed all over the valley between my large, puffy, and natural breasts.
"Now lick and suck it clean." I smiled as we both knew I wanted him to mark my chest like I marked his with hickies. (I only mark where he has clothes on because I know he has to work and expect no one to see his thighs, cock, balls or chest but me.)
He bent down and began to lick and suck soft and sweet.
"My sexy toy be a damn vacuum and suck me fucking harder. Mark me show me how much you care with your damn suction." I liked being marked: if we are both marked, its like a physical connection: a bond between sexy dominant goddess and playful submissive boy toy.
He sucked harder, so hard I could feel my skin pulled deep in his mouth as it made me breathless and moan.
He cleaned me up as I had three huge purple and red marks on my chest from my good boy. I pulled away, turned off the running water.
"Get in the tub." I demanded as I turned around and faced him as he sat in the back of the tub. I knelt in front of him and led against him as I kiss him hard tasting his saltiness on his tongue. I arranged myself than I'm grinding on his semi-hard, semi sore cock. He groaned and moaned as the mixture of the kiss and slight pain on his spent cock. I kissed him deeper dancing with his tongue as I let his hand explore my body. His touched felt good, I never told him but words, just by moans, kisses, and smiles.
I took the rolled wash rag and his bottled soap and washed him . . . around his neck, pulled him forward down his back, which stung as I scratched his back before, i kissed him on the lips. He kissed me back as if to say he is okay. Then I let him lay back as I rolled the wash rag down his chest as he watched me and moaned. I kissed him once more before I put the wash rag away, turn around and sip my tea.
"The tea is so good, I will let you fondle and touch me however you would like as long as you wash me." I told him as I bit a cookie and fed him a bite. He ate it and playful smiled at me.
I put my vanilla soap on a new wash rag. He washed my back as he massage my back after each stroke. I moaned with his touch, its his massages that really relaxed me. I never told him, but we both know.
After, he finished my back, he aggressively, hornily pulled me so close to him that I could feel his cock slowly growing between my ass cheeks. He washed my breasts as he kissed my neck making me grind and tremble making his cock slide between my cheeks.
"Mistress, I'm sorry, but you drive me crazy. I think of you all of the time. I love your kiss. I love your touch. I need you to complete me. " the words instantly turn me on again. I ground my rounded ass deeper and harder on his cock. We both moaned.
I turned around and slid him deep into me. I rode him harder and faster. Our tongues sloppily all over each other. We gripped around each other as I bounced on him as his cock slid in and of me. It was intense, and I rode him so hard that we splashed water out of the tub.
The more he moved in and out, the faster the head of his cock would rub my inner, tight, wet g spot. I gasped and held him tighter. I led down and bit his nipple as I gasped and squealed "oh good boy" in my orgasm.
It was just a few painful seconds later, he gasped and groaned and exploded. We sat in the tub a few moments until looked over. I saw that my cookies were wet.
"Be my good boy. I need more cookies and please mop up the floor for me." I kissed him quickly and pulled away waiting for him to do his chores.
He got up and he did as he was told. I finished my cookies and tea while I watched him mop up nude.

I got out of bed, got into my undies and night shirt. He put the dishes in the dish washer. He took out the dog, clean up the cats, cleaned himself.
He came up stairs and sat at the bed waiting for him. He kissed me. Then I put on a clean, sanitized cock cage.
"Thank you Mistress. I hope you had a fun night." I pulled him down after I locked the cage, and kissed him again.
"I had a wonderful night." I gave him a pair of boxers. He put them on. I laid down and he laid next to me and massaged my back until I fell to sleep

Clean it, Good Sub

Sorry, its been so long, I'm still fighting writers block. This is older story I posted on fetlife (I'm Darkmistress1213)

Once my sexy submissive boyfriend came home from work, I was feeling fun and frisky. (I had accomplished all of my daily goals and my word count was three time more than as my daily average of 1500.) I even had dinner in the slow cooker, chili, with a corn bread in the oven.
He came home knelt in front of me and kissed him. I noticed he was sweaty. I do not like sweat. (I know it’s a natural thing, but its slimy and gross.)
“Go shower, dry off and come back to me naked so we can play the clean game.” He knew the clean game. I came up with it when we were in the craft store. He was holding my bags, of course like a good sub would. Anyway, I made two wheels decorated with colorful markers, stickers and glitter. On one wheel was his chores and the other wheel was what he was supposed to wear while doing the chores.
The list of the chores were

Dishes
Washing, dry and fold laundry
Vacuum and dust
Sweep and mop
Make bed and fluff the pillows
Make dinner
Make dessert
Clean kitchen
Clean bathroom
Scrubbing the kitchen floor
Cleaning his car in the garage (with the door close)
Bonus hat game
Note: The hat game is where I write different ideas and pick three for him to do for me after his chores. Extra massage (usually sexual), create a romantic atmosphere like candle light dinner, read me a homemade poem, entertain me, strip show etc.
Chores like taking out the trash or cleaning after the cats are not in the game, because they are not sexy and I do not want the neighborhood to see all of my sexy submissive boy toy (unless they look through the windows.)
The second wheel was what he should wear.
G-string (we roll a 6 sided dice for what color: 1. Red, 2. Blue, 3. Sparkle green, 4. Sparkly pink, 5. Purple, and 6 black leather.)
Nude and bare foot
Cock cage
Cock ring (I flip a coin to see if its plain or with a vibrator)
Boxers
Ripped jeans (ripped in the knees, on the ass and in the grotch, no underwear with it)
Very short, ripped jean shorts (when bent over ass is exposed)
Assless chaps
Only cowboy boots (sometimes cock ring or cock cage)
Leopard print silk tight briefs
Just a rag (to balance on an erect cock)
Strip for Mistress until she says stop (and then clean in what she says)
As I said he was a very good boy, and first day he had clean up glitter while having to keep a rag on his erected cock. I also might be nice and allow an apron if he has to cook. I also personally know bacon grease splatting on an open chest hurts.)
He got out of the shower, just as I looked at the corn bread. It needed another five minutes in the oven. He knelt in front of me as bend to kiss him, he smelled good, clean. I run my fingers through his wet hair keeping his hair out of his face. He noticed the sparkly charts on the table.
“I got all of my daily goals accomplished, so I want my sexy sub to play with me, entertain me.”
“I’m happy you got so much done, may I read your work?” I loved his love of reading. Its one of many things that drew me toward him. I kissed him, he tasted of tooth paste, my good boy even brushed his teeth.
“After dinner, we can read my work together. We are going to play the cleaning game first.” I took his hand as he got up and walked with me to the dinning room table.
“Each wheel, I will spin three times, and I will match up what you wear with you chore.” I explained him the rules again.
“Yes, my sexy Mistress.” He replied in agreement.
I spun the first sparkly wheel. . . the arrow moving against the reflecting colors of silver, red, blues making it look purple. The arrow landed on g-string, and we rolled a 4 so he had wear a sparkly pink g string. I spin the chore wheel: he had vacuum a sparkly g-string.
I spin the sexy outfit again. Then I got cowboy boots, and I flipped a coin and god heads: he had to wear his cock cage. Since he was already wearing the shiny piece we would start with the chore first. I spin the chore chart for him to get make bed and fluff the pillows.
The last time I spun the outfit chart, I got nude with bare feet. We both knew was the last one: it was the simplest outfit. I was being nice so I let him spin the chore wheel. He spun the wheel and the sparkly swirls landed in make dessert. I smiled as I knew this is going to be a very fun night.
“Since you already have the cock cage, we will get your sexy cowboy boots on and you fluff my pillow in your buff.” I giggled slightly.
“Then we will put the pink sparkly g-string on and you will vacuum for me. We will have dinner and you will make me dessert completely nude.” I directed him in what order. He put the charts away as I took the corn bread out of the oven. I placed it on the stove to cool and turn off the oven. He followed me into the bedroom. He didn’t see I had my cell phone.
I laid in the middle of the partially made bed. As he getting on his cowboy boots. I sat up and threw the pillows at him.
“My sexy Mistress, its hard to make the bed with your sexy, curvy body in it.” I could hear him drooling in his truthful complaint. I laughed.
“You need to dance to get me out of the bed.” I smiled and turned on the song “That Don’t Impress Me Much” by Shania Twain.
“Now my sexy boy toy, dance.” I demanded as I blasted the music. He swayed his hips hesitant at first. Then he began to thrust his caged groin getting into the song. I was very amused by his moves, but I could see that he was nervous. I smiled and blew him a kiss flirty. He eased up and really shook his hip and even swung his cowboy boots up. By the third versus I was off the stripped bed and dancing with him. I squeezed his ass as I ground my body into his caged cock. He moaned in our dancing.
I kissed him deeply pinning him into the wall. Once the music stopped, I pulled back.
“Now make the bed.” He stripped the blue sheets and put on light purple sheets as I watched him bent over his tight ass fully exposed. It gave me an idea as I put on the song “Shake Your Bon Bon,” by Ricky Martin. Then I smacked his ass playfully. He groaned and swayed his ass to the rhythm of the song. I smacked it again on the other cheek. I grabbed his hips and ground into his ass. . .
“Maybe we should play with this soon. “ He swayed his ass pushing against my groin in a playful way. We were in a frisky agreement: we both knew I got a new vibrating strap-on I needed to break in. I slid my hands just to his cock cage as his entire pelvis area was sensitive. He tried to focus on the hospital corners in folding the unfitted sheet. He moaned once I slipped my finger under the cage and just lightly brushed against his over sensitive cock. He collapsed into the folded side of the bed and just allowed me to dance to the music and grind to his slightly swaying ass. I could tell he was intense torture. I knew he wanted to rip off his cage and roll me onto the bed and take me on, but I could tell he was trying his best to hold back his sexual, desperate urges.
I kissed him on the back of the neck and slowly let him go. I sat back and let him finish making the bed as enjoyed watching his naked body work. He was my sexy submissive boy toy in the buff.
“Now you have to dance as you fluff the pillows.” I demanded as I played “Shake it Off” by Taylor Swift. He shook each pillow as he shook his body. I smiled and danced with him until all eight pillows were fluffed.
I sat on the side of the freshly made bed. I had him sit with me. I don’t speak or tell him how hot he looked in the cowboy boots. I just kissed him and fell back on the bed and had him lay on top of me and our tongues were dancing just was our bodies were just a few minutes ago. I loved the pressure of his body weight on top of me. I grabbed his ass cheeks pushing his groin into mind. He moaned and groan as he was flustered because of the metal cage between us.
“Grind me harder,” I gasped as he did pushing the cage into my legging pants. I soaked through both my underwear and my pants. We could smell the sweetness.
“Harder.” I was breathless. His groin rode and drove deep with my soaked crevasse. After few moments within a steady rhythm, he find that perfect spot and arched seeped into caged crotch. I gasped and squealed as I gush making the front of my underwear and pant sweet and soaked.
I kissed him and pushed him up. I slipped off my pants and demanded.
“Be a good boy, and lick me clean.” He kissed and sucked on my inner thighs covered with my sweet juices. I moaned and bit my lips arching into his tongue and lips. His flat tongue slide between my pussy lips and licked me like a melting ice cream cone. He lapped up my sweet juice moaning as he did it, the moans made my pussy vibrate. I squeal once his tongue hit my special, sensitive spot. He could feel him smile, an evil smile as he pushed on the spot with tip of his tongue, then he flicked his tongue rapidly making it tap, tap, tap. It made my body get tense again. He continue to tap, tap, tap and then stroke his entire tongue over the spot. Within seconds, I squealed and gushed all over his face. He licked it clean with one more lap, before I pulled him back over me.
I kissed him hard sucking my juices off his tongue. I have always like the taste of myself when I’m horny. He moaned as I sucked his tongue harder and deeper puling it deep past my lips almost down my throat.
I had him get up as I walked to the closet stripping my clothes tossing them to floor as he knew to pick them up and put them in the hamper. He smelled them and moaned.
“Are you smelling my clothes, again?” I sighed, shook my head and laughed it off.
“I love your sweet smell, Mistress.” He replied between proud and ashamed.
I get into sheer, dark pink lacy camisole with no panties. I grabbed my purple vibrator as I grabbed the key for the cage as well as his hot pink sparkly g-string.
“Come here and put it on.” I demanded as he saw my curvy kegs coming from my camisole. He liked that I was not wearing the matching undies. He rushed over with drool on his chin. He eagerly allowed me to unlock his cock cage and once it opened, his cock was semi-hard once it hit the air. He groaned in delight. I knew he wanted to kiss me, he wanted to pin me, and show him how appreciative he was for his manly freedom.
“Put it on, and I’ll kiss you.” I knew better as I knew he was simply turned on by just my kiss.
I giggled to myself as I watched him shove his cock into the sparkly pink g-string. I could tell the string rode right up his ass. I kissed him with a teasing peck. I grabbed a towel and had him follow me.
“Now my sexy boy, you can vacuum and entertain your sexy goddess.” I giggled and smiled. I put the towel on the couch, expecting him to make me gush in the show. (He'll have a little help with my purple friend.)
He got the vacuum, plugged it in, this time I turned on smart TV with our surround sound and put on the song “I'm Too Sexy” by Right Said Fred. I paused but he saw the song.
“Now my sexy boy toy, are you seeing a pattern here. I want you dance for me while vacuuming. And go.” I had hit play as he started to thrust his bulging pink pouch making even the sparkles dance while vacuumed the living room rug. I slide my purple friend into my soaked pussy. I gasped as he almost stopped.
“Keep going, the more you dance, the more i will cum,” I pulled it out and push it in, with my leg spread along the couch. He danced and he watched me play with my wet pussy.
After the song ended, I played “I wanna dance with somebody,” by Whitney Houston.
“Oh. Dance boy, dance!” I gasped with each word. I orgasmed twice with that song. He was practically done. I allowed him to finish the rug.
“Now my good boy, just dance for me.” I put on the song “Rump Shaker” by Wreck-N-Effect. He danced shaking his ass to the song as I put my legs over my head and orgasmed until squirted all over the towel. I could see that he pitching a tent in his pink pouch. I could see wet marks. I pulled my toy out.
“Now play with me, but just your tongue and fingers.” I demanded as I slid my own fingers in and sucked them clean teasing him with my sweetness. He knelt in front of me and slid his first two fingers in deep as he rubbed my clit with his thumb. The double stimulation made me release so hard I felt like I passed out for second when I actually gushed all over his fingers.
“Oh my good sexy boy, now lick me clean while suck my juice off of your hand.” He went face first into my open pussy licking the sweet wetness. I licked and sucked on his fingers and palm as he moaned. The moaning made his tongue vibrate. I almost came again.
We rested for a few moments when I noticed the huge wet spot on his pink pouch.
“Be honest with me, did you cum?” I was disappointed in the thought, I wanted him to show me control. True control would impress me, we both knew that.
“Mistress, its precum. I need to cum, but I know not to cum until you say.” I pulled his cock hard out of the pouch, it glisten, but it was clear.
“Good boy, but you must wear your wet g-string to dinner.” He understood.
“Now I’m going to go get dressed, you get us dinner.” I directed him.
We ate dinner. I went on about my story of a dancing slave. I take off his g-string. I kiss the tip of his cock, its not as salty as it would have been with cum. I sat back into my chair.
“Now I give you a minute to look into the fridge and freezer for things to make dessert.” I set the timer on my phone.
“And now go.” I started the timer as he grabbed the tray found whipped cream, ice cream, chocolate sauce, sprinkles, and cherries. He had spoons but no bowls, which means its going to be naughty. We both smiled at the thought.
“My lovely Mistress, follow me.” We went into the bedroom, he put the tray on the end table as he put several towels down. He layer on the towels. I had the idea in which he wanted. I thought he was being clever since he can’t where a cock ring that !y mouth might making him cum. (However we both knew if he came before he earned it that his chastity would be prolonged.)
I ate a cherry and then fed him one with my mouth. I kissed him hard as the sweetness of cherry drive us both crazy. I took the whipped cream and covered his cock and added sprinkles. I licked and succked him clean, making his cock throbbing and be perfectly erect. He moaned as I moaned still sucking. Then I took a spoonful of ice cream. The coldness made him flinch and gasp.
“Oh mistress,” his teeth chattered. I sucked moving the melting scoop of ice cream along his shrinking cock. Then once it melted I suck all of the cream off making it swell again. He gasped. I drizzled chocolate all over as sucked so hard, could taste the precum like chocolate covered pretzels.
“sit up.” I demanded as he did as I said. I fed him ice cream as he did the same with me as he told me about his work day and how he thought of me and missed me.
“I love that you miss me, but you do not have enough points to cum yet.” I kissed him.
“I know, I just enjoyed this moment.” I kissed him again. I cleaned off his cock with a soapy rag and put on a new metal cage and locked it.
“Run me a bath, and I’ll get my writings.” We finished the night with him reading me my work as I soaked in the tub.

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