Young Mistress : Old Sub - Chapter One - Sex Stories

Young Mistress : Old Sub - Chapter One

... her hand roaming my body as she did. As her hands found my nipples, she started to squeeze, her lips still on my neck. “You have kept me horny and frustrated these last few months bitch, now you will make amends, won’t you?” She pinched my nipples hard as she finished talking between kisses. “Oh god, yes, I will make amends, Mistress” “Mmm, I am going to have so much fun with you bitch; I am going to fuck you, wax you, piss on you, humiliate you and so much more. You are going to worship me and be my bitch. All those perverted thoughts we have shared are going to come back to haunt you. You are here to serve me, pleasure me, amuse me; what you want is not important. You are not a man, you are my whore.” As she told me this, she was breathing heavily as she continued to grind her body against me. Her hands were in my boxers, holding my hard cock, digging her nails into it. “I have waited so long to make a man my slut, I have waited to stop being the shy mouse that people pass by without noticing. Now I am the dominant one, the one in control, the centre of attention. Now I want you to get back on your knees and crawl back to the kitchen. I hope you remember the way with your blindfold on bitch. Use your mouth to pick up a strap-on, carry it back to me, and leave it on the bed.” With that she stripped down my boxers, and pushed me back to the floor. “Fetch boy, go fetch for your Mistress!” Slowly but surely I made may way out of the room, Carrie laughing each time I bumped ...

... into something, and eventually reached the kitchen. My hands made their way up the table leg, and explored over it, touching each object till I found one of the strap-ons. I picked it up, and found a way to hold it in my mouth, before dropping back to all fours and slowly making my way back to the bedroom. Mistress laughed at me when I found the bed. I had dribbled all over the cock as I was holding it in my mouth. “Drop boy, drop!” she said, laughing still, “now get on the bed, on your back.” I clambered onto the bed, laying on my back and listened to her movements. I longed to reach out and touch her again, but restrained myself, there would be plenty of time for that, when allowed. She grabbed hold of my ankles and pulled me down the bed until my arse was at the end, and then pushed my legs into the air. As she leant against my raised legs, I could feel her skin. She was naked now and her body felt amazing against mine. I wanted this girl so much. I heard a click as she opened a bottle of lube, and soon felt the cold gel as she started to apply it to my arsehole. Slowly she worked it around my hole, her fingers pushing against it more and more firmly, unil she started pushing one inside me, making me moan with pleasure and desire. “Are you ready boy, ready to get fucked by me, for my pleasure?” she asked in a heavy whisper as the head of the cock nestled against my hole. “Are you ready to give yourself to me, to be mine to use to fulfil all my dirty thoughts and needs?” “God ...