Breakfast, lunch and dinner. That’s what you need every day. And I will give it to you.
Yes — you’re hungry aren’t you? Thirsty too. You just woke up, but the ropes are keeping you from getting out of bed. That’s right. You’re mine all day. Mmmm, riding your face first thing in the morning is wonderful… take in the scent of my pussy. The taste. Don’t worry, you’ll learn to love vagina. Just as it is, naturally. I don’t plan on showering at all today, so I hope you look forward to that. It’s a Sunday. I’m going to laze around and relax. And I’m going to begin my day by having you pleasure my pussy. You want it, don’t you? Make me orgasm and drink it all up. It’s your only option of sustenance today.
Ugh, engulfing your face like this is so good. I don’t want to tease you. I want to squeeze and crush you. Looking down, seeing you under me is so weakening. You completely drown in my flesh. Every bit of me is sensitive to touch and I just want to bury you in all of me. Use your tongue! It’s okay if you don’t, just rubbing on you is good enough… just know I’ll punish you for not following my commands. My clit is striking you… just… right… Oh! Oh, you’re using your tongue! You just couldn’t help it, could you? Oh, you have me moaning uncontrollably.
My hips have a mind of their own now. Oh my God, you are the best. I should have done this a long time ago. You’ll be all mine after today. Trust me. You’re getting a taste of where you belong and you’ll never be able to forget it.
Pulling your hair… practically slamming into your face. God — you have me crazed. Too good. You’re sucking — sucking my clit! Oh… good boy… good boy! I’m blinding you in my juices aren’t I? It’s filling your nostrils and you’re drinking every drop… here comes more! I — I’m going to —
My mind goes blank. Nothing but pleasure. It feels like every inch of me is throbbing. Feels like I’m pissing on you. The clenching just doesn’t end and my hips are bucking like mad. I can hear myself moaning so loud — I love the sound of myself. I love how my thighs look spread beside your face. I’m still pulling your hair. I just want to hurt you as you pleasure me.
I hope you drank your fill. You look so good, soaked in me. That was so refreshing. I feel like a new woman! Well, get comfy, slave. That’s right. Slave. That’s what I just called you. Because you’re my slave now! I’m still turned on, but I’ll hold off for now… I’ll give you plenty to eat when it’s lunch time.
Okay, let’s see. Hmmmm. Ah, here it is! You like it? It’s your new collar. There’s a leash for it and everything. Let me just untie your ropes here… and we’ll get your wrists in handcuffs right after. Bound in front of your body, of course, in case I *do* need those strong hands for anything. You’ve been such a good boy so far — I’ll let you rub my feet while I read my book! And then I might even let you make me my lunch. Aren’t you lucky? Aha, good response, slave. That’s right, you *are* lucky to serve me.
My friend was right all along. She turned her husband into her pet, teaching him what being a man really was. And she had learned from other women she had met who owned men. She’s told me for so long that having a submissive was a whole new world but I was just too nervous to try. But this truly is the peak of bliss — having a man around, doing whatever I tell you. And you give wonderful massages. You’ve been at my feet rubbing for hours now, I just can’t get enough. I need to make up for all the time I haven’t had a man at my mercy.
Okay, I’m hungry. Mhm, that’s right, I’m going to cook myself a delicious meal. You’ll get your delicious meal while I eat, don’t worry! Now, you stay here. I’m going to handcuff your hands behind your back so you can’t play with yourself while I’m gone. You just sit there and think about me, okay? There we go.
Ah, right where I left you. It’s lunch time, lover. Kneel before me and eat up! Ha, that’s right — did you think I was joking? I’ve never received cunnilingus while eating before. So I’m going to sit right here and be serviced while I watch a show and enjoy this delicious food.
You’re eating so vigorously! Slow down! I want you to treat my pussy like it’s a rare meal. Eat with more care.
That’s better… Oh, that’s good. How is it down there beneath my robe? I bet it’s a powerful sensation. Ugh, my legs spread, chewing slow, circling my hips as you flick my clit with your tongue. Good God, where has this been all my life? By the time I’m finished eating, you’ve gotten me riled up again, so much. Pulling your hair in while I recline on the couch… Now your tongue is moving more because I want you to go faster. You’re so hungry, aren’t you? Aren’t you so grateful to have such a delicious meal?
Oh, suck just like that… You have me orgasming again, wrapping my legs around your head. Gosh… I’m going to give you seconds. I tug you by the leash, leading you into my office room where you’ll pleasure my pussy beneath the desk as I work on some things. I’m able to focus for a while until everything is bubbling up and making me fidget and hump again. It’s been so long since I’ve moaned like this — since I’ve come like this! Here’s your second helping, darling.
Now, sit there and shut up. I’m so refreshed and focused. Simply kneel there and look at nothing but my pussy. Admire what owns you. Get closer — I want my pussy to be the only thing you breathe in. That’s it.
I’ve decided to leave the house after all. Showered up and gone out with my friends. And you? Well, you’re tied to my bed. Alone. I have so much more fun knowing that while I’m out and free, you’re tied up, waiting for me to use you. Nothing to entertain you until my pussy is there. Nothing to do until your Mistress is home to command you.
I tell all my friends about the pleasures of owning a man. They decide to give it a shot with their boyfriends or other guys they know. Perhaps I’m building a secret matriarchal society, who knows? Maybe we’ll rise up and own you men completely someday. But we’ll start small.
By the time I get home I’m so tipsy and my feet are so sore. I’m not too concerned with feeding you until I realize how much an orgasm would finish my day right. Hi, lover. Let me kiss you deeply and give you some warmth. I can be a loving Mistress when I want to be. I know you’ve been alone all day — but I can’t help but want to bully you. I can hear your stomach growling. It makes me laugh and I kiss your torso gently. But by the time my vagina’s pressed into your mouth I’m not so gentle anymore am I?
Riding you through my panties is such a good ache, such a good tease. Your tongue is working hard. I slide up and down your face. I’m now drunk off not only alcohol but the wonders of riding you however I want. I can spread my legs however much I want. I can squeeze my legs together and arch my back. I move my body freely and bask in the wonders of my deep pleasure, the heights of excitement my pussy can truly bring me.
How long do I ride your tongue? I’ve lost track of time. I haven’t even undressed. My panties have been soaked through but I still wear them, so desperate for more that I don’t want to break away from smothering you to undress. I’m nothing but sweat and heat by the time I orgasm for the second time. I’m satisfied. My sighs nearly break my body they’re so deeply full of contentment, I’m not sure if I can handle it. I make you give my pussy some final licks before I untie you.
Get out now. Go buy yourself food, masturbate, whatever you want. I’m done with you. For now, anyway.
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