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Mistress Cruel Love - Chapter 2 - Total Commitment
Date: 5/24/2024, Categories: Fiction Anal Authoritarian, BDSM Black, Body modification, Bondage and restriction Consensual Sex Cum Swallowing Discipline, Domination/submission Female Domination, Hardcore Humiliation Interracial, Job/Place-of-work Pegging, Plumper, Reluctance Spanking, Toys, Transvestite, Author: [James Bondage], Source: sexstories.com
... was wearing a cock cage. Unlike Darius' metal one, his was plastic with a small metal padlock. The other man was clearly wearing the neck collar of a submissive and had pierced nipples. Neither of them seemed shy about their adornments as Darius walked into the room. “Hey” the man with the cock cage said with a little wave as Darius approached them. “Hi there” the other man said with a glance and a nod. Darius nodded back curtly and hurried past the old men without a word. He walked to the shower station that was far from them as possible, but it was only a few rows down. The shower room for the gym wasn't that big. He caught a few more lines of their chatter as he removed his towel and prepared to wash himself. “Have you been to Club Ishtar yet?” “Not yet. Is it nice?” “It's a wild time if you order one of their special services.” “Margo's planning to take me for my birthday. I can't wait!” Darius turned the shower knob and hot water began spraying out. He dipped his head under the liquid torrent and the sound of running water drowned out the old pervs in the distance. He was glad for it. Darius didn't want to hear another word. * * * * * “Hey baby, can we get going?” Darius asked from the hallway before biting into his apple with a crisp crunching sound. “I'm starving.” “In a few minutes!” Heather called from the bedroom. “You gotta change first anyway. Get in here!” Darius rolled his eyes before following her voice to their room. “What's ...
... wrong with these clothes?!?” he asked as he turned the corner. “Baby, I'm so damn hungry I'm eating one of these .” He waved the half eaten apple around. “Can we please take off before I pass out?” Heather was rummaging around in their closet, going through various garments. It seemed like she'd barely paid attention to anything he'd said. Darius leaned against the door frame and took another bite. “Honey, I'm dying here...” She finally popped out of the closet holding a dress. Oddly, it seemed like Heather was already dressed to go out. Then Darius realized she was holding up one of his dresses. The kind she dressed him in for their kinky play. “What do you think of this?” she asked with a sly smile. “It would look perfect with the right lipstick...” “I'm sure it would, babe, but it's not play time.” “I think you should wear this tonight. To dinner.” Darius' limit had been reached. “No. HELL NO! ” he announced as he strode further into the room, slamming the door behind him. “We had a deal. I've played along, but that crosses the line! We do this in the bedroom. Nowhere else! I am NOT going out with our friends wearing a dress. N-O. NO. ” Heather's eyes narrowed and she looked annoyed, at first, but as Darius reached the end of his tirade, her expression softened. She looked down at the dress, adjusting it on the clothes hanger. “I just wanted to show off what a lovely woman you make...” “NO” he repeated, his stern ...