[M]aster’s [F]antasy (long)

For the past few months I’ve reignited an old flame, who was always the dominant one in our past play. However, since coming back around he has totally become my slut, and I his Madame. But this week he’s been kind of down, which made me fantasize about briefly giving up power and letting him use me as his slut in an effort perk up his mind and his cock…and that’s exactly what I did.

As usual, we spent the morning swapping texts, talking about how badly we want one another. At this point, I am still in charge as his Madame. He was in his office alone, and I ordered him to stroke himself but not to cum, and I teased that I’d be coming by to finish him myself. He responded saying he wishes he could come serve me, bringing me coffee, and pleasuring me while I worked. I told him if he brought me my coffee, he could get under my desk and drink his juice…that really got him going, and I told him to explicitly describe how he’d pleasure me while I began playing with my wet pussy.

He described how he’d start at my feet, and lick and suck every inch of me up to my head, avoiding all of my most sensitive parts. Then work his way back down, only paying attention to those parts this time. Sucking and biting my rock hard nipples, using his mouth all over my tits before moving down to my pussy…I was so wet by now, I told him I’d be gushing all over his face into his beard. That made him more excited, as he eagerly talked about craving the taste of my juices, how he wanted to explore every inch of my pussy with his tongue before flipping me over and eating my ass.

“Can I tell you something?” I asked him, momentarily breaking the spell as his Madame. “Yes,” he replied.

And I told him I’d fantasized the day before about giving up power momentarily in an effort to make him feel better. That I was ashamed, but so turned on, thinking about telling him to come use me as his cum dumpster. “Is that what you want, Madame? To entertain this fantasy for a day?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“It’s ‘Yes, Master’ slut. That’s 10 spankings.” And I knew he was taking control.

Next he demanded I try on, and send pictures of, two pieces of lingerie and a very sensual black dress he loves. I eagerly stripped, changed, and posed, making sure to send him pictures not only of my tits covered in lace, but also my ass swallowing up the thongs of the one piece numbers.

As I took off the last piece, I sent him a bonus picture, displaying my wetness all over the crotch of the lace one piece. “Look how wet I am for you, Sir.” And he texted back allowing me to play with myself.

“So slut, you want to be Master’s cum dumpster?” He asked, sending a shiver down my spine as I moved my vibrator onto my clit.

“Yes, Master, I want to help you release.” I wrote back, including a picture of my play.

“Don’t you dare cum, not until I come shove my cock down your throat, “ just that sentence alone had the power to do me in…he knows, even when I’m in charge, I crave sucking his cock. “Really, Master?” I asked, after he also told me to stop playing with myself.

“Yes, now listen to my directions carefully. I’m going to come spank you, as you need to be punished, then I’m going to shove my cock down your throat and cover your pretty slutty face in my cum.”

He told me to put my mesh one piece back on (the sluttiest of the outfits, barely big enough to cover my tits, and definitely exposing my ass), insert my heavy benwa balls into my pussy, and to unlock my front door. Then, to put headphones in and blindfold myself and wait on my bed on all fours.

I did as he said, the anticipation mixed with the heaviness of the balls in my pussy had me soaking through the mesh. I couldn’t see, and with my headphones in I couldn’t hear when he came into my house and up the stairs.

The song playing had a long build, the kind that makes your heart race even listening to it under tame circumstances. Just as the crescendo hit, I felt his hand grip my ass, and I gasped.

I could feel him now behind me, naked, as I was still blindfolded, and he spanked me…ten times, just as he told me he would. Each time his hand met my skin, I moaned in pain…and the underlying pleasure. It felt so good, and so bad, and so slutty, all at the same time.

“Take off the blindfold, lose the headphones.” I did as I was told, tossing them all to the side.

“Get back here, slut,” he growled, and I could hear the desire behind his words. I laid back on the bed with my head angled to take his cock down my throat. With that, he shoved it in, again, just as he said he would. His heavy balls were resting on my nose, I was in heaven, all of my senses totally aware of his taste and smell as he proceeded to fuck my throat until I gagged. He pulled out, and tried to stuff both of his big, full balls into my mouth. I did my best to take all of him, but he was too much, and I licked every inch.

While I sucked one ball at a time, he tweaked my nipples with one hand and jerked his cock with the other. I looked up at him smiling, loving being used, and opened my mouth sticking out my tongue, signifying I wanted to suck his cock more. He didn’t hesitate to shove it back in, and I happily sucked while I listened to him moan and call me his whore.

I felt him pull out quickly as the first drop of his hot cum hit my lip, and next thing I knew he was showering me with his release. He exploded all over my face, covering my eyes and nose, dripping into my hair and down my chin. Shot after shot, he kept cumming, it never seemed to lessen or end. I was smiling the whole time, feeling each rope, each drop, mark me as his whore.

Finally he stuck his cock back in my open mouth for me to lick clean. “Clean yourself up slut,” he said pulling away and grabbing a towel to wipe off his hands while he watched me lick my cum covered lips and use my fingers to spoon what was all over my face into my mouth. He passed me the towel after he was done and told me he was leaving.

I turned around to watch him go, and realized he had stood in the hall outside my bedroom to strip down…all while watching me wait for him on all fours with my ass in the air…all the while I was unable to see or hear him…fuck, that was so hot.

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