One Purpose, Her Pleasure

'Yes mistress.' I moaned at the thought of what was in store for me as I started to feel my cock swell towards orgasm at her touch and words. I felt fear at what was to come but her stroking and beauty overcame my reason.

'Promise me you won't cum. Tell me only I decide when you cum.'

'Yes mistress I promise. You decide when I cum.' I moaned starting to feel myself really lose control with her stroking.

'If you do cum, you will be punished, do you agree?'

'Yes mistress I agree.'

'I will decide when you earn the right to cum, not you, your body is mine to command and your cock is mine to decide when I want your cum. Agreed?'

'Yes yes I agree' I moaned loudly.

She moaned approvingly, gripped my cock harder and speeding up her strokes. I was fully erect now and could feel myself moving quickly towards the edge as she used my pre cum to slide her grip up and down over my head and shaft.

'Good. But that's not going to be for a verrry long time.' She mocked. 'And if you do everything you're told, and please you're mistress, you'll earn the ultimate reward. But only when I'm completely satisfied you've accepted you are my fuck toy and I have gained everything I want from you.' She suddenly spat on my cock, getting me wet and slick. Sliding her hand up and down my wet cock the feeling of pleasure intensified and I couldn't help but thrust into her grip.

She shook her head and slapped the top of my cock painfully. I yelped and stopped thrusting, the muscles in my thighs tensing and releasing as I fought to stay still.

She continued her sexual assault of my mind and body.

'And then when you can't take it anymore, when you're completely broken and submitted to me. I'm going to push you even further, I'm going to take you to a place of sexual pleasure you never thought possible. And then when you lose hope, when you've convinced yourself I'll never let you cum, I'm going to stroke, wring, lick, suck, grind and fuck every last drop of cum out of you.' She punctuated each word as she slid down hard on my cock each time with her hand.

I was breathing hard and my moans stuttered in my mouth as I started to lose control.

'I'm not going to stop until you're a quivering exhausted mess. I want you howling for me to stop as I milk you over and over, draining you dry and relishing in your cum as it drenches me.

I want your you cum coating my hands. I want it sprayed across my breasts and dripping off my hard nipples. I want it smeared over my lips and tongue. I want to fill my pussy until it flows down my thighs. I want it running out my ass. I want to bathe in your lust for me.' She growled menacingly.

I moaned loud and long, feeling the tension in my balls and cock reaching the point of no return as she started to stroke me faster and faster.

'You are about to embark on an experience that you'll never forget. You'll have to earn every step of that journey and I intended to make you work for it.' She purred teasingly. 'Denying you and making you desperate is what drives me. Seeing your submission and your need is what turns me on. And I am hungry...'

My cock was throbbing uncontrollably and I concentrated hard on holding myself back but I was losing. Painfully aware of her rules I was about to tell her to stop, terrified I would cum, when she suddenly let go of me.

Free of her touch conflicted emotions swarmed into my head as I battled to physically stop myself from cumming. My cock continued to throb hard, each clench feeling like it might be the one that sprays my load.

As I lay there calming my breathing, feeling my cock slowly settle and my balls loosen I was unbelievably turned on with what she she was telling me, but I felt fear of what I was getting into. I wanted to last as long as I could, wanting her to play with me for as long as I could stand but the need to cum was already strong in me. I knew this was going to be a challenge but I knew I wanted her as my mistress, but for sure, I knew I wanted to fully gratify her.

Watching her straddling my legs as she lustfully examined my cock, I convinced myself my need to cum wasn't mine to decide. I was going to commit to her, give her everything she wanted and let her take everything she needed. The thought suddenly excited me and I sighed happily, willingly, submissively.

She was my mistress, I was her slave. I had one purpose, her pleasure, and her pleasure was to deny me.