Domme Fun with her Vanilla Boyfriend! [MF][bdsm]

James is my sweet little secret. With his honey brown hair, tidy close cut bearded face, and a nice body from his disciplined early morning rows on the river, he’s my cute sugar boy from old Charleston money. He owns a quaint house where his bedroom has a great view of the river, but this evening, the curtains were closed to create our cozy sex den. Candles burned while the music played as I readied for our night. My black PVC bustier teddy was snug, the way it should be, pushing up my tits and kissing my ass with a black shine. I took one last look in the mirror. My red lipstick and newly dyed black hair really set off my fair skin. With black thigh high stockings and hooker heels, I was a Goth sight to behold.

The largest white cylindrical candle on the nightstand, lit thirty minutes ago, had accumulated a nice pool of melted wax in the center. It’s time. I was wet with anticipation.

I downed the rest of my red wine before taking the leather flogger and smacking it in my hand to the rhythm of the music, singing along to the Edwyn Collins song, ‘Never met a girl like you before.’

I danced across the room to the Chinese closet. With a flourish, I opened the cabinet’s double doors to reveal James sitting there in his expensive briefs with the ball gag from his mouth, trussed up in silky white rope with his arms suspended above his head by his wrists, just the way I had left him when I began to prepare for tonight’s activities.

I asked, “Well, how do I look?”

He mumbled something before I leaned over him to remove the ball gag.

“You look incredible,” he said.

I unhooked him. He tumbled out of the cabinet to land at my feet.

“You’re in the wrong underwear,” I said, untying his hands. “Tonight, you’re going to wear the panties.”

I stood and threw him a pair of small women’s satin panties.

“Put ‘em on.”

He took off his briefs and squeezed his large package into the dainties. He stood quietly for my examination. I circled him, rubbing my hand over the smooth satin barely containing his balls before dragging my hand around his hip to smack his hard tight ass. He looked embarrassed but eager to please. I took a seat on the bed.

“Now get on your hands and knees and worship my toes.”

I love having my toes sucked. He knelt before me, reverently took my foot into his hands and removed my shoe to expose my red lacquered toenails sheathed in shear black. He brought it to his lips and slid my toes into his mouth making me moan in delight.

“Take off my stockings. I want to feel your tongue between my toes.”

He treated my legs like porcelain as he slowly peeled the stockings from my legs before his tongue darted beneath my toes. He tried to shove both of my feet into his greedy mouth. I giggled as he sucked my wiggling toes, sucking on them like he would the last of the meat on a bone. With my feet sufficiently worshipped, I removed my toes from his mouth and dragged them down over his chin to his chest before pushing pushed him over onto the carpet. I got up, slapping the flogger into my hand.

“Crawl around like the dog that you are.”

His taut ass burst from the tiny panties as he began to crawl. I raised the flogger up and back handed his ass with a smack! It flinched as I hit him again with a deft whipping hand.

“Take it for me, baby, take it,” I said, smacking him again and again, a little harder each time as he crawled around his bedroom floor until we ended up near the bed.

“Stand up,” I said.

He did, towering over me. I dropped the flogger onto the floor and reached out to peel down his panties. His hard-on sprung out at me. I smiled at it, wrapping my fingers around it as I stood inches from him.

“Get into the bed.”

He did, this financial genius looking at me with such soft willing eyes.

“You’re going to love this,” I said, dipping my hand into a jar of cool cream to slather it onto his cock. “It’s my own creation. I call it Firefrost.”

The cream goes on ice cold at first only to warm up under friction. It alternates between warm and cold as the friction continues. James sharply inhaled, looking down at his cock as I knelt beside him, stroking him up and down with creamy hands.

I said, “You’re going to feel bigger than you ever have. And when you cum, you’ll cum like a canon.”

“Oh God,” he said.

His head flopped back onto the pillow as he flung out his arms out in complete surrender. I massaged his hard dick, bending to lick its glistening head to see how it tasted. Minty. My tongue cooled from my eucalyptus infused balm. His hand gripped over mine, squeezing it into a firmer grip before he let go. With my grip the way he liked it, I slid it up and down, releasing to palm his dick head before wrapping my fingers around his dick once more to continue my teasing hand job.

“I’m thinking about starting a line of sex creams. How does this feel?” I asked.

“Like a motherfucking angel is sucking my dick.”

“Wax me,” I said, unsnapping the crotch of my lingerie before lying down beside him.

James sat up and reached for a candle as my arms moved over my head to clutch the headboard’s slats. I was breathing hard as he yanked down my bustier, exposing my tits. His eyes glittered as he looked into mine, then he returned his gaze to my breasts and slowly dribbled hot wax onto them. My back arched from the delicious pain splattering on my nipples. My nails pressed into my palms as I squeezed the headboard and writhed.

“You like that, don’t you?” he asked, with a wicked smile on his face.

“Yes!”

I writhed under the cooling wax and once it hardened, he dripped a little more. It was driving me crazy.

James set the candle on the nightstand before crawling over me, and taking his dick into his hand, he guided it to my pussy and inched his way into me. I sighed in delight. The cream made his cock feel ice cold before it warmed up with the friction of us fucking. The dried wax on my chest crackled and fell onto the bed as my body jostled from his mind blowing pumping inside my cunt.

“I’m gonna cum,” he yelled.

His sexy voice sent ripples through my body and, on the edge myself, I started to cum as he jammed himself inside me and my clit ground against his pubic hair.

I yelled out, “Oh yeah, baby!”

I felt his cock pulse inside me, filling me with cum until it dribbled out down between my cheeks and I held onto him, my legs wrapped around him as I fervently kissed his mouth. We were locked like that, breathing hard for a few minutes before he rolled off.

“You really should market that stuff, baby,” he said.

I wriggled out of the lingerie before cuddling up to him, falling asleep on smooth patches of flattened wax littering his sheets.

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