I matched with this cute girl named Victoria on Bumble. Probably about 5’8”, she had extremely wide hips that tapered down to a relatively flat but not quite skinny stomach and nice, supple B cup breast. She must not have been one for bras because I could clearly see her nipples poking through on both sides of her shirts in most of her photos. We exchanged pleasantries and actually hit it off fairly well when we met in person over coffee. Her long black wavy hair swished to the side as she looked at me with a rosy smile and extended her hand to greet me. “You must be Josh”. After chatting together for a bit, she offered me to come over to her place to hang out which I was more than willing to agree to. I followed her car and into the house where she wasted no time in leading me to the bedroom. “It’s been awhile since I’ve been able to meet a cute sub to play with” she said with a devilish grin as she gave my ass a light smack.
“Well I’m certainly glad to have met you as well mistress”. I know I must have sounded high pitched and giddy. We sat on her bed and I could barely contain the shaky nervousness in my voice as her fingers started lightly grazing the inside of my thighs over my jeans. At this point, she grabbed both my hands with hers and slowly interlocked our fingers while she encouraged me to lean back on the bed, keeping my arms pinned beside me as she slowly traced her tongue along my neck and under my ears. I was going wild, bucking and squirming beneath her and doing everything I could to not yelp. She must have noticed I was struggling to stay quiet because she stopped nibbling my earlobe and looked me straight in the eye “You can make as much noise as you’d like. And I encourage you to, you little slut”.
A decade ago I would have never thought those words would do anything for me but now it drove me absolutely wild to hear it. She pushed her tongue deep in my ear and I let out several loud moans to let her know just how much I was enjoying myself. “Now it’s your mouth’s turn. You are going to eat me out while I watch my shows. Got it?” She had me lay my body so my feet were pointing towards the pillows. I had a big goofy shit eating grin on my face as she took off her shorts and pushed her panties to the side, positioning her delicious wet pussy hovering inches above my enthusiastically waiting mouth, my tongue desperately reaching out for just a taste of her.
Finally after a few desperate pleas and whines, she lowered herself all the way and enveloped my head in her soft, sweaty thighs. My tongue feverishly danced inside her like a starved man having his first meal in weeks. I must have been doing something right because she started to slowly grind against my face and play with my hair while talking. It was hard to make out exactly what she said with her thighs squished against my ears but I’m pretty sure she was calling me her good boy. And right then, I certainly felt like one. She wasn’t kidding about watching her shows. I could still breathe through my nose but otherwise It would seem that I was her personal pussy eating throne for what felt like the better part of an hour. She gave slightly disappointed sighs when I had to stop and rest my tongue every so often but otherwise I seemed to have done a well enough job and even felt her thighs quiver a few times towards the end.
By now, my cock had been straining against my jeans and a large spot of pre cum had formed over it. “I think it’s time we got those off of you sweetie” she whispered in my ear as she undid my belt and helped shimmy off my pants. She took off her shirt and I followed suit, marveling at her perfect perky breast, with rock hard nipples pointing proudly in the air. She had a neatly trimmed patch of dark curly hair on her crotch that was now partially soaked with a mixture of our sweat, my saliva, and her juices. “Like what you see?”. I could only continue to gawk at her perfect form before my brain managed to catch up and I blurted out “Yes mistress. You are absolutely beautiful.”
She gave a slight chuckle as she grabbed a small chest from under her bed. “Now is time for you to really submit for me. Have you ever been tied up & pegged?” How nonchalantly and confidently she asked certainly caught me by surprise. “I uhh..well, no….. not both at the same time anyway”. For the second time that evening, she shot me a devilish grin as she pulled out some rope from the box. I knew my place all too well and could only contain my glee so much as I turned over on my stomach and gave her my wrist and ankles to tie to her bed post. Much to my delight she also put a ball gag over my mouth as well as a sleep mask to blind fold me. I trusted her but still tensed up a little bit as the mask slipped over my eyes. “Don’t worry hun, I don’t want to hurt you. Too much anyway”. I wore a meek smile as she pressed my face into the pillows and started drizzling something very cold and what I can only assume was lube between my cheeks where she started slowly working a finger into my tight hole.
It took a few minutes but eventually she had managed to squeeze in two fingers and was now working them in and out at a steady pace. “You like me fingering your tight ass? Tell me how much you love it you little slut.” I was in total ecstasy but managed to blurt out between my gasps of pleasure ‘YES. PLEASE. FUCK. ME. HARD.” She suddenly stopped and withdrew her fingers from me. I couldn’t really see anything she was doing but I heard the sound of straps being tightened so had a fairly good idea of what was to come. I felt the familiar feeling of her hot breath against my ear as something large started prodding the outside of my ass.
I let out a moan as she slipped her dildo into me, the ball gag managing to stifle most of the sound. She was gentle as she bottomed out into me. It was impossible to see just how big it was but based on my previous experiences and how long it took to completely slide in, it must have been a solid 7 inches at least. And my god, was it thick! She let me get accustomed to it a little more before slowly sliding back out of me, seemingly teasing me to take the initiative. It worked because I instinctively bucked my rear as much as I could while tied up back on to her to feel it fill me again. “Good boy” was all she said before giving me the pounding I never quite knew how much I needed. The only sounds I could now make were muffled yelps as I felt and heard her thighs slap into my ass cheeks. I was utterly consumed with overwhelming pain in my rear as she fucked me senselessly but through the pain I was otherwise in complete heaven being absolutely dominated.
I’m not quite sure how long she spent drilling away at me and to be completely honest, I didn’t care. I was more than perfectly content to be her personal fuck toy for as long as she possibly desired. But all good things must eventually come to an end. By the time she was finished, I had cum hands free four times and absolutely stained the sheets below me. She gave me a few light kisses on top of my head as she untied me and let me know what a good boy I had been for her. We exchanged numbers and I drove myself home, still high off pure hormonal ecstasy.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/klz7rn/the_perfect_domme
Great job, very good writing…