1. Mistress Cruel Love - Chapter 3 - Deviated Prevert


    Date: 8/29/2024, Categories: Fiction Anal Authoritarian, BDSM Body modification, Discipline, Domination/submission Female Domination, Hardcore Humiliation Interracial, Oral Sex Pegging, Plumper, Reluctance Spanking, Toys, Transvestite, Author: [James Bondage], Source: sexstories.com 

    ... to co-star in my videos. You don't want to give that honor to another sub, do you?”

“Baby, wait a minute...”

“Darius, you just quit the only job you've had since finishing trade school. If I'm not mistaken, you left on bad terms. What do you think is gonna happen when you interview at another shop and they call your only previous employer to ask about you?”

'Fuck...'

Darius hadn't thought that far ahead. She was right. Getting a second gig without a good reference would be tough.

“It might take a while, but I'll score something eventually. I can work a part time in the mean time!”

“No. I don't want you working a hazardous job anymore. And I don't want you working in some retail hell either. I want you right here, under my thumb where you belong.” She slid closer to him and put her hand on his thigh. “It'll be good for our bank account and our relationship! Say yes, Pookie.”

Darius didn't know what to say. She kept upending his life and this was just the latest big change she was asking for. It felt like his existence was spinning out of control. Or maybe it was completely under control. Her control. He couldn't deny it was exciting.

“I... let me think about it for a-”

She moved her hand to his crotch and brushed it over his caged unit before giving his balls a firm squeeze. “Say yes, Dana.”

His heartbeat spiked. Darius' mouth went dry. Her eyes were green steel cutting right through his soul.

“...Yes.”

She released his testes and gave him ...
    ... a playful swat on the thigh. “That's more like it!”

Heather turned back to her laptop and noticed the clock in the monitor's corner. “Oh! It's almost time for my story!”

“Your story?”

“Yeah, now that I'm staying home I started watching the soaps again. What can I say? Mom got me hooked when I was young.” She shrugged cheerfully before moving the computer off her lap and getting up.

Heather stretched her arms upward and flexed her hips from side to side. She shook out the kinks after being seated awkwardly on the couch for a while. Her ample ass stuck out prominently in the gray cotton of her pants, the elastic waist stretching around her considerable girth.

“Lay down, Pookie. Face up!” she commanded over her shoulder.

Darius smiled and moved to comply as Heather retrieved the TV remote. By the time she returned, he was relaxing comfortably with his hands behind his head.

“Move down farther! I want your face in the middle of that first cushion.”

Darius' cock twitched in its metal housing. He knew where this was going and the blood had already begun flowing to his member. He pushed himself down the sofa as Heather stripped off her sweatpants and underwear. Soon her bulbous, peach-toned ass was hovering just above him.

As he stared up at his girlfriend's giant, fleshy cheeks, covered in lovely creases and patches of cottage cheese cellulite, she looked over her shoulder and spoke to him sternly.

“I did my aerobics about twenty minutes before you got ...
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