Page 127 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 2

"Yes, if that's what you wish. A little playtime between friends and since it's one night, my plans need to be adapted slightly."

"I thought you'd play with my bottom with a strap on."

"That's why I said I told you I liked to fuck my Submissive and as rewards, my Submissive would be allowed to fuck his Mistress if he so wished."

I didn't know what would happen after I left this room. I could go to my apartment and delete my profile. I'd spent a month secretly wanting to be hers. The next day this would all be a memory. She still had the body I'd pictured as I'd jerked off wearing the pretty presents she’d sent.

"What would I need to do, Mistress?"

She didn't answer and I became nervous as she crossed the distance I'd opened between us. I shivered as her tall, warm frame pushed to mine and in her heels, she was almost eye level with me. Her fingers were once again gripping my hair and her lips touched mine. She teased me with the caresses, the brush of her tongue and every time I tried to capture her lips, she tsked me and kept up the seduction.

I arched my hips back as her free hand stroked my hairy ass cheek and squeezed until I flinched when her nails dug into my skin. My cock that had deflated with my shock filled the front of my panties as I rutted against her soft, flat belly. Her own hard cock nudged my nuts.

"Mistress's beautiful boy." She whispered against my lips as she finally kissed me and her fingers slipped under the string of my thong to play with my hairy hole.

The caress reminded me of the shame yet forbidden pleasure as I'd used the nozzle earlier to clean my ass out for her. I'd even fucked myself with it a few times before I made myself stop.

"Come to the bedroom. I have it all ready for you."

I whined as she stepped away from me, but she took my hands and led me to one of the closed doors. She released one of my hands only long enough to open it and I found a room illuminated with electric candles.

"I want you to remove your panties and lean over the bed."

"Yes, Mistress." I stuttered as I moved to the end of the bed, removing my panties. I spread my hands over the comforter, the mattress sunk as I gave it my weight.

"Before we begin, I will give you a word to use at any time our play becomes too intense for you. If you speak this word, all play ends. A good Dominant will always give you a safeword and will obey it no matter how far into playtime you are. This word can be used in and out of the bedroom."

I nodded and she gave me my word, I repeated it in my head several times as I tried to ignore how she spoke of other Dominants when she was with me. I was positive after that night I'd cut contact but her pointing it out as if it were a given hurt my feelings.

Where was the big, badass thug? Where was the violent, macho man that I was?

Everything went blank in my head the second I felt the edge of her paddle scrape over my bottom.

"Mistress has kept a tally of swats, naughty words, brattiness and a few other of my rules you broke. You have earned ten, as this is our first night, I have chosen to show mercy. You’ll count each one and apologize for being bad. Remember your word, boy."

The first hit curled my toes and nearly pushed my face first onto the bed. I strengthened my arms as I counted, apologized, fire and agony spread across my bare bottom, but my cock hardened as she softly soothed between each strike.

I groaned as a kiss landed on my lower back and her hot breath teased my crease as I felt the pain of her touch on my abused cheeks as she spread them. She tongued my hole and it was strange, I was unsure. My cock leaked as she started licking and sucking at my asshole and taint, her sweet nips at my aching nuts.

"Mistress." I whined as a finger and not tongue breached me and I heard her spit and saliva tickled my hole as she fucked me with a single finger.

She hit my prostate and my thick thighs shook as she tortured my gland until my cock was jerking, and in the candlelight, I could see my pre-cum dripping from my slit to the comforter.

"You're gonna be so tight around Mistress's cock." Her voice was dangerous and I protested as she pulled out, my vision was blurry from tears and sweat. She unrolled a toiletry case, there were several types of condoms, lube, and I watched silently as she pushed down the front of her panties and sheathed her long, thick cock.

I didn't have time to ask any questions as she returned to her spot behind and if I thought the first time was too much, she tortured me until my ass was stretched and ready. I was begging Mistress to fuck me like some sick, slutty fuckboi.

I held my breath at the first nudge of the fat head of her dick and I let out a loud agonized groan as she thrust until her balls slapped against mine.

"Mistress's boy has a slutty little ass. You took my cock like a champ. Tell me you're Mistress's slut."

She retreated and brutally thrust all her girth into my tight hole. She smacked my already bruised cheeks and gave me her dick in a rhythm that had me falling forward to get my ass higher in the air.

"I'm my Mistress's slut."

As my words were pushed through gritted teeth her skin loudly met mine. Her nails pierced my skin until I felt it had split where she gripped my hips. I squealed and grunted, I begged my Mistress to fill her boy's slutty hole. Each word drove my pleasure and shame higher.

"I want to feel my nasty slut come around my cock, jerk that pretty dick."

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