Her New Room, Part 11 (fdom) (bdsm) (real) (F34/M41)

She walked over and picked up her gloves, although she loved the show of throwing those down on him, she also knew they would help her with what she was thinking of next. After sliding her hands inside, and making sure they fit just right, she put her leather wrapped hands on him, and worked him into a kneeling position. She then walked over and took a pair of heavy cuffs off the wall. She attached it to his left wrist and pulled it behind his back. As soon as she quickly attached the right one, both his hands were useless. She loosened the straps at the base of the hood, and without hesitation, pulled it off his head. The light rushed in and while the thick, leather prison was removed, he was still blinded by the light. As his eyes began to focus, she tout her hand on the back of his head and pushed his face towards the ground. “Today, slut, you will start to be trained exactly how I have always wanted you to be. You will learn what it truly means to be in service to a Goddess, and they will be the start of lessons that serve the two of us for the rest of our lives,” as she spoke, she leaned heavily into the fact that he had no idea that it was still before 7am on their first full day of play. He also had no idea that when he left his computer in the garage last night, she also emailed his boss to tell him that his lover had surprised him with a surprise anniversary cruise, and he’d be unreachable for the next seven days.

He found himself face to face with the floor just as things started to come into focus. He adjusted to the light, but for the most part, kept his gaze at the floor. She pushed her foot in between his face and the floor. As he rubbed his face against it to show his appreciation, she realized there was something preventing him from beginning to properly worship her. “Open,” she said in a sharp, commending tone. She reached down and removed her black panties from his mouth, drool immediately followed. She nudged her shoe back under his face, working it between him and the floor. He ran his tongue over the textured black leather, eventually kissing on her exposed ankle, calf and up her leg. “Stop!” She yelled abruptly as she pulled her foot away, standing up straight and towering over him. “Today, I am going to teach you how to truly serve your Goddess, and not be focused one your desires,” she said very directly. She kept talking as she walked away, removing her strap on harness from the wall, “you are usually lucky because our kinks and fetishes align so well, and even when they don’t, I will try to make sure its always satisfying for you.” She stepped in to the harness, and pulled it up – she admired the way it looked over her black, leather pants.

He stared at his Goddess, and her new extension, and the way that she was handling it, it seemed she was a huge fan too. She walked over and slapped him in the face with her black cock. “Here’s what you’re going to do now,” she said. “You have the next 15 minutes to make my cock cum in your mouth.” He looked at it confusedly, as it just looked like a regular dildo, and as he tried to raise that point, he felt his mouth fill with the cock. She gagged him with her strap on, and just kept going with no sign of showing mercy. Over the next 15 minutes, he did everything he could to make her cum, but of course, it was without result. When the timer went off, she immediately pulled the cock from his mouth. “No cum, looks like an incomplete task, slut,” she spoke so directly, her words cut right through him. “Punishment for this failure will be both harsh and swift.” She reached down, unlocked the cuffs behind his back and led him to his feet. She led him to the other side of the room and positioned him on the cross. This was another piece of furniture in the room of which she was quite proud. She positioned his four extremities and locked each in to place, then came her favorite part; a thicker black leather strap that stretched across his lower back and kept him in place. There was also an opening through which his cock, locked pouch and all fit perfectly. Had it not been in its leather prison, it would have been standing straight up on the other side. With so much going on, he didn’t even realize that the specs were absolutely perfect – she had even created this, only for him.

As he realized the fact that he was now truly helplessly fastened to her new cross, the seriousness of his situation played out in his head; and it all had the normal effects on him. She walked around the front of him and took the leather sack in her hands, it twitched in her hands. Obviously, this was something that she wanted to see first hand. She took a key from her necklace and unlocked the small padlock. She removed the leather sack, leaving the base ring that held it in place. His cock stood straight out, and was rock hard. She couldn’t help but to take the tip in her mouth, and then remove it with a popping sound. She tasted a mix of fresh precum, and whatever other mess he had previously made in the bag, and it made her pussy drip. “You failed at a simple task that I gave you to make my cock cum, and you will now be severely punished for that,” she stated in an authoritative way. She remembered a time they were talking, and he mentioned that when she clearly explained what was about to happen, and how he would suffer, it excited him almost as much as the action itself. “I am going to strike you 50 times, you’re going to count out each one of them, and each time you fuck up, we will start again from one.” She walked over and removed a short, single-tail bullwhip from the wall. “This will hurt, it will leave marks and you will suffer,” as she encircled him, she watched his cock stiffen even more. For a second, she set down the whip and adjusted her gloves.

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