A Pro Domme

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I held it back as long as I could with my vulnerable self fucking her feet. I erupted all over her feet and sank down totally exhausted.

She placed her feet before my mouth. I didn't want to be given an order. I licked my mess thoroughly of her feet and submitted at her feet. I felt it exhilarating to surrender my entire body and mind to this breathtaking dominatrix.

Several minutes passed. When I had completed my job mistress turned me over and unhooked my cuffs.

"Remove them and place them where they were. Go to the first room behind the stairs and wash yourself up," she instructed.

I saw her walk towards the dressing room as I undid my bindings. My clothes were nowhere to be seen. I could not believe so much had happened in just an hour. I was badly bruised, humiliated but my mind was filled with satisfaction.

I took a quick cold shower and waited outside the bathroom.

I spun around when I heard my mistress speak behind me.

"All set? but before you go why don't you sit down?" she asked.

I lowered my naked self onto the lone bed.

"I must tell you that I had an awesome time. It has been a long time since I had derived something from this," she explained.

I just shyly smiled. I noticed a device in her hand.

"I want you to be mine Dave. I don't like to see you with any other woman. I think I love you."

Normally I would be scared but all I felt was absolute acceptance and submission. I simply watched like a little boy as she boldly and confidently slipped a clear chastity device over my cock and balls. I watched as the lock clicked and she attached the key to the locket that hung between her ample breasts.

"You are mine. I don't like my slaves playing with themselves thinking of other women. You like this don't you? Isn't this what you wanted all your life? Why don't you just accept your place between us?" she asked boldly.

For one second I thought the woman was a lunatic who preyed on her stranger clients. I felt absolutely awkward. But as her words sunk in it did seem to have a reassuring effect. She leaned closer, her hair brushed against my face as our lips interlocked in the deepest passionate kiss I had ever had. We finally broke off. She tapped my encased cock and got up. She opened a cupboard and handed me my clothes. I quickly got into them but a slight bulge was visible where my cock was. I felt different. Mistress walked me to the door. The other two women were watching a movie. She closed the door behind her. The air was still cold outside.

"My real name is Christina. I should have told you this but I never imagined things would turn out this way. I am looking forward to next week," she said even without asking my consent.

I loved that in her behavior. She held me closely and gave a quick peck and walked in.

I began my long walk towards my car. As I pushed my hand into my pocket, I was surprised to find five hundred dollar bills. A deeper feeling swelled inside me when I realized this.

I had finally found my true life.

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 10 years ago
BARF!

That about covers it.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 10 years ago

So hot.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 11 years ago
Love is a beautiful thing

A match made in heaven,.

Lucky guy

Lucky domme

AnonymousAnonymousabout 11 years ago
Comment on story "A Pro Domme"

I really enjoyed this story. It reminded me of my first and so far only visit to a Pro Domme. Many of the events in this story I can identify with. In my case I was extremely lucky that I received the services of two Pro Dommes for no additional cost as my Mistress was still training up the other mistress. I was caned, bent over a spanking bench (nude of course) and also while I was cuffed to a St Andrew's Cross, where I was also dildoed up my arse - the cool jell of the lube was great as it was spread over my cheeks and pushed into my arsehole. The dildoing was fantastic. After that I was placed in a dark room in a cage, very tightly confined so that I had to sit my sore arse on the cold concrete floor. Then I was made to crawl out to kiss Mistress's shoes which I did very throughly - all the outside including the bottom of the sole. I was so hyped up that I eagerly complied with that request. I would have done anything that Mistress asked of me. After that I had to kiss my wife's bare feet - yes she was present throughout. Then it was back to the spanking bench. I thought that I was in for more of the cane which I was right about - my wife caned me viciously though I did not feel it as Mistress was very forcefully dildoing me at the time and I was enjoying that far too much. I told Mistress that when the dildo was making outward strokes that it felt like the delicious feeling of relief when a pooh was sliding out. She informed me that if that did happen (pooh coming out) she would make me eat it. In my highly aroused state I would have done just that - I probably would have asked for a knife and fork and salt and pepper. The session finished with Mistress telling me to get my clothes on and that I was a dirty old man with a small prick. I readily agreed with her and laughed about my prick size as she was quite right. Upon leaving I was informed that I could buy BDSM gear cheaply through them. I hope you enjoy what I have written and do not think that I have been to rude or frank but I felt that I just had to comment and share my experience.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 11 years ago
But of course many like to read "mean" things...

That is obivious by the overwhelming numbers of such stories and the supportive comments they receive. Conversely, there is nothing wrong with stories which aren't "mean" and for people who like them to praise such stories. Another commentor noted the quickness with which she 'fell in love.' Is that not another opportunity for suspension of disbelief? Romance novel BDSM-just another niche within the community. (Read last with a self deprecating smirk and laugh.)

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