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Mistress Cruel Love - Chapter 4 - Mein Herrin! I Can Dance!
Date: 7/5/2024, Categories: Fiction Anal Authoritarian, BDSM Black, Bondage and restriction Consensual Sex Discipline, Domination/submission Exhibitionism Female Domination, Hardcore Humiliation Interracial, Masturbation Oral Sex Pegging, Plumper, Reluctance Sado-Masochism, Slavery, Spanking, Threesome Toys, Transvestite, Voyeurism Author: [James Bondage], Source: sexstories.com
... lowered himself to his knees as Mistress Styx closed the distance. Her boots halted inches from his face and she placed her left one directly in front of his mouth. “Lick.” He didn't hesitate this time. Darius extended his tongue and applied his wet flesh to her boots in wide swaths. One look at her was instructive on how much she wanted to use her crop. He didn't wish to give her any extra incentive. *SWAT* Despite his eagerness, her leather weapon whistled into his exposed behind. “Faster, slut. I don't have all day! EVERY INCH OF MY BOOTS!” Darius glided his tongue up and down the soft leather of her shiny knee-highs. He cleaned the pungent footwear as quickly and thoroughly as possible, the thick taste of leather building up on his tongue. As he performed his boot-licking duties, he could hear objects being setup on the stage around him. Mistress Styx was giving her crew time to prepare the rest of Darius' ordeal. She pulled her left boot away and planted the right one in front of his face so the work could continue. *SWAT SWAT SWAT* Three more lashes whipped into Darius' ass to provide encouragement. Much of the crowd had moved to the food tables and begun choosing their courses from the extravagant catered smorgasbord. Some were at the bar getting fresh drinks. Others were still in their seats, enjoying the sight of a sissy maid polishing a woman's footwear with his tongue. Chatter and the occasional hoot of laughter echoed around the hall as ...
... Darius slobbered away. “ENOUGH!” Styx announced and withdrew her leg from his mouth. The leather-clad enforcer stomped away and left him on his knees. Within moments another Domina carrying a large wooden paddle and a leash strode into view. She clipped the leash on Darius' collar and began petting his face softly with her latex fingers. “Alright doggy! Time for you to get some exercise. Try to keep up now!” The woman strode away and yanked his collar, imploring Darius to follow. He crawled as quickly as he could on hands and knees, but the heels made it difficult and he was never fast enough. She pulled on the leash harshly and forced him to shamble behind her even faster. The front of his maid costume dragged across the stage as she led him around, getting dirtier by the second. Within moments they were in front of an obstacle course. His new Dominatrix pointed to the elaborate layout of cones and upturned hoops and beckoned him to action across the stage. “Around the cones and through the hoops! Don't screw up or you have to start over!” *SMACK* The wooden paddle blistered his ass and Darius took off on hands and knees. He began worming his way around the silly display, weaving through the cones and climbing through the hoops as fast as he could. *SMACK SMACK SMACK* “FASTER!” The woman called out, following alongside him and delivering a blow of encouragement whenever she felt like it. With each hoop he lumbered through, the demanding Domme ...