Let’s play [MF] [DOM] {possible trigger}

I’m a dominatrix. My name is Mistress J.

It was something I fell into after college. I was having trouble finding a job and needed money.

It has become my career. I’m in my early 30s and I Dom.

There are strict rules we abide by. It never involves sex.

But tonight the rules may be broken.

I stared at myself in the mirror as I put on my lipstick.

My blue eyes staring back at me. They were filled with excitement. I felt giddy.

I leaned down to lace up my thigh high boots. I stepped back from the mirror and took it all in.

I had my favorite black corset on. It held my tits high and proud. My blonde hair was tied back in a low ponytail. I pulled up my lace gloves covering my tattooed arms to the elbows.

As I tied my lace mask across my eyes, I thought back to the moment I saw him.

The moment I knew all the rules would be broken.

He was sitting in the local cafe in the corner booth. Alone. He had a book open. Everyone else was buried in their phones and he had a book in front of him. He was tall and muscular. He was tan. He was covered in tattoos. I watched as his full lips smiled at what he was reading.

I admired his beautiful sparkling brown eyes. He looked a little bit younger than me. I hid behind my sunglasses. Just staring at him. I had no idea how I was going to approach this. I just knew I needed him alone.

I watched as he stood up to go to the restroom. Ah. Perfect. I ran over to his table and slipped my card in his book like a bookmark.

I had left right after. I was in a panic for two days before he had called and asked for a session.

The buzzer went off. Pulling me back to the present. He was here. I hit play on the stereo and Tool poured out over the speakers. I walked over to the door and hit the buzzer that would let him in. He would be up here in a few seconds.

My heart thudded in my chest. The blood rushed to my ears causing them to ring.

A soft knock came at the door. I slowed my breathing down. Counted to three and opened the door.

There he was all 6’3 of him. He was in a button down collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up. His jeans fit him just right.. He looked at me. He smiled. His eyes lit up like he recognized me.

“ Mistress J?” he asked his voice like velvet. Deep. Sexy as hell.

I nodded.

“Please come in” He walked past me into the lair. I watched him as he took it all in. I shut the door. He jumped and looked at me.

“This is my first time” he said as he looked at me. I could feel his eyes taking me in. Drinking in all my curves.

“Well there are rules Brian. I’m sure you read them on my site. The safe word is Tulip. “ He nodded

“ Good” I grabbed his hand in mine and led him to the wall. I could feel him staring at my ass. I grinned to myself.

“ Get against the wall” I ordered

He put his back against the wall.

“Take off your shirt” I demanded he looked me in the eyes and started to unbutton his shirt. He threw it on the ground. He had a crisp white shirt on. It stretched against his broad chest. I walked up to him. I placed his hands above his head and cuffed him to the wall.

I stepped back and leaned against the couch. I admired him. He looked ungodly hot in the candle light. I could feel myself getting hot. All of my rules were floating away as I stared at him. I could feel my heart beating. He was all mine. He was chained to the wall.

I walked towards him. His eyes followed me.

I grabbed his face in my hands. I leaned into him. He smelled woodsy. I whispered into his ear

“ I read your wants and your desires. I do hope you were 100% truthful with me.”

I felt his head nod.

I smacked his face with my hand and grabbed it again.

“ In here it is, yes , Mistress. Do you understand?”

“ Yes Mistress” I smiled and pulled away from him.

I reached down to the table next to him. I picked up shears and smiled at him. I cut his shirt.

It revealed a chiseled chest. I ran the shears gently over his chest and his stomach. He closed his beautiful eyes and sighed.

I put down the shears and picked up a red candle. I blew out the flame. I held his face in my left hand. I stared at him in his eyes. I tipped the candle over his bare chest. He cringed and moaned out.

The wax made a spider like pattern down his body.

I blew gently on the wax. He sucked in air and his eyes closed.

I started to pull the wax off and I started to drop it on the floor. His body jumped with each removal.

I could see he was getting turned on. Hang in there I thought. This is going to get way better.

I grabbed his shirt and tore the rest off of him.

His body was covered in tattoos. He had pierced nipples. This is a nice surprise.

I grabbed one in my hand and pulled. He sighed and his body moved towards the pain.

He growled.

I smacked him in the face.

He locked eyes with me. A cocky smile played across his lips.

My body was being ignited.

Being this close to him was exhilarating. I felt high.

I stepped away from him so he could see me.

I ran my hand from my thigh up my stomach to my tits. I gently ran my hand over the top of them and watched him strain against the cuffs.

I walked next to him and picked the riding crop off the table. I slapped it against my thigh.

I pressed it into his bare chest.

“ I will remove these cuffs from you. Keep your hands behind your back and do as I say”

“ Yes Mistress” I reached up above him and undid the cuffs. My breasts pressed ever so slightly into his hard chest.

I heard a stifled moan escape him.

I smiled to myself.

“ follow me” He dropped his hands behind his back.

I walked to the leather sofa. He followed.

“Sit. Hands on your thighs” I demanded

He sat down doing as I told him.

He looked at me. His eyes traveled over my body. I could feel the warmth of the fire place on my back.

I picked up a silk blindfold that was sitting next to him.

I placed it on him.

I stood in front of him. I took my riding crop and dragged it across his chest. I flicked his nipple rings.

His body jumped.

I dragged it down his chest to his stomach. His head laid back, his lips parted.

I dragged it across his thighs and over his dick. He let a sigh go.

I smacked his thigh hard. He jumped.

“Fuck” he said and he moved his hand out

I grabbed his face in my hand and got really close. I could of kissed him.

“ Don’t move until I tell you too”

“ yes Mistress” he mumbled

I could see his jeans were starting to tighten.

My pussy started to grow wet. Just seeing his dick in his jeans.

I stepped in between his legs as he sat.

“I’m going to touch myself” I stated his sexy little smile grew “ Your going to hold my hips for me”

“Yes mistress”

“ place your hands on my hips Brian”

He reached out and grabbed me on my thighs. A jolt of electricity ran through me.

“ Higher” I demanded and smacked him with the crop in his chest

He moved them to my hips.

“Stop” I stated

I reached down and found my clit. He felt me move slightly as I started to touch myself. I could feel how hot I was.

He smiled

He dropped his head against my leather clad stomach.

I placed my one hand behind his head and gripped some of his short hair and pulled.

“ Head up. “ He slowly raised his head.

“ Brian. I want you to take off my panties with your teeth” I watched his smile on his face.

“ I will place your head near the ties. You need to take them off”

“Yes mistress” I moved his head to my left hip and pushed him into the ties. I felt his tongue come out; it made the slightest contact. I held my gasp in. He tugged for a moment and it fell. I moved him to my right hip and in a matter of seconds my panties were gone.

I shoved him back into the couch. I repositioned myself between his legs.

I made him place his hands back on my hips.

“ let me touch you” he begged as I continued to play with myself

I smacked him hard across the face. He growled a deep growl. He tried to reach for his blindfold. I smacked him in the hand with the crop.

He settled.

I moved closer to him.

I let a moan escape my lips as I grabbed my tit.

“ Brian” I said

“ Yes mistress”

“I need you to finger fuck me” he started to move his hand off my hip. His beautiful eyes covered by the blindfold still.

“ Now Brian.” I parted my legs for him as he moved his hand up my inner thigh.

I placed my hands on his shoulders. He pushed in.

He held on tight to my hip as he worked me. He was timid at first. But he could feel how wet I had become. He thrust a second finger into me.

“ Brian. Harder” he started to push harder. I let a moan escape.

He got brave. He circled my waist with his one arm and pulled me closer. His head rested against my stomach. He started to push quickly.

I was losing control. I hit him with the crop. He just went faster.

I pushed him off. He laid back on the couch his chest was heaving.

“ I want to make you cum mistress” he reached for his blindfold. I got to him before he took it off.

I leaned down

“Don’t fucking touch that”

His hand dropped. I traced my crop across his pants. His dick was clearly hard.

He was beyond excited.

I bent over in front of him. I dropped my arms around his neck and held the crop behind him.

I kissed him. I bit his lip and pulled. I drew some blood.

He started to fidget.

I held his face in my hand. I turned it to the side and kissed his cheek, his jaw and then his ear. I nibbled and pulled on his ear.

“ Fuck” he mumbled

I yanked on his nipple ring. He let a ferocious moan escape. He grabbed my wrist with one hand. He ripped the blindfold off with the other. A little trace of blood at the corner of his lip.

“ Your mine now Princess” he bent me over the couch.

He smacked me on my ass. I moaned.

He grabbed a candle off the table. His full lips blew it out and he trickled the wax down my back. My body arched and I backed up into him. I could feel how hard he was. The wax cooled on my skin.

“ Get on the bed” he demanded

“ Yes master” I said

I walked towards the king size bed on the far side of the room. My heels clicked along the hardwood floor. I pushed the curtains open at the foot of the bed. The chandelier lit up the bed and made the chains hanging from the ceiling sparkle.

I kneeled in the middle of the purple comforter.

He stood at the foot of the bed. Watching me.

He came over and removed my thigh high boots and threw them.

He stood back and smiled. He licked his lips.

“ I want you to play with yourself for me” he demanded

I moved back and settled among the pillows. I reached down and started to touch myself. He watched me. I could see he was hard.

He stood at the foot of the bed. He reached above him and held onto the railing. His body stretched. His muscles tensed. I pushed a finger into me. I moaned out. His eyes looked like they were on fire. I could feel myself wanting to cum. He looked so fucking sexy and it was a turn on to have him watch me. He came over and pulled my hand away.

“ Stand up. Cuff yourself” he stated. He smacked the riding crop against his leg. I stood and cuffed myself. I stood with my arms above my head cuffed. I looked down at him.

His cocky smile had returned.

“ Now let me finish what you started” He kneeled on the bed before me.

He pushed a finger into me. He started to move it gently at first. Then he started to get a bit more rough. He added a second finger. He watched my face as delight danced across it.

“ I wonder what you taste like?” he said as I watched him shift. He moved closer and firmly pressed his tongue against my clit. My whole body jerked forward. He smacked my thigh.

“ Hold still” I tried to brace myself.

He pressed in harder with his fingers as his tongue flicked my clit. He started to move his head back and forth. I felt like I was about to explode.

“ I want to hear you ask for it” he said as he continued to move across my pussy

“ Make me cum. I want you to make me cum” I stated

“ Say my fucking name”

“ Brian I want you to make me cum, Please” He grabbed my ass and pull me more into his mouth. I started to moan.

“ Yes please”

“ Let me taste you” he demanded I felt my knees give way as he delivered the last flick that sent me over the edge. I screamed out his name. I came hard. My body collapsed.

He reached up and uncuffed me. I tumbled to the bed. I looked at him.

“ I’m not done with you princess”

He grabbed me and threw me to the ground

“ Kneel. “ I kneeled in front of him. He lifted my face with two fingers. He looked down at me. He smacked my tits lightly with the crop. He reached down and reached his hand in the corset. He palmed my left tit. Pinched my nipple. His eyes still locked on mine. His thumb found its way into my mouth. I sucked on him while staring into his eyes. He squeezed my tit. I groaned.

“ take off my pants” I reached up and started to remove his belt. He threw the crop and reached out for his belt. I placed it in his hand. He dangled the belt over my shoulder. I felt the cool leather on my back.

I pulled off his pants and boxers.

His cock was hard. I let my eyes take a quick view. He had some tattoos snaking there way from his back across his sided to his stomach. I could feel my excitement return.

“ eyes” he yelled. I looked back at his eyes. His beautiful soft brown eyes. They were filled with power and fire.

He moved my head to his dick. I took him in my mouth. I started to move up and down. His hands were behind my head. He was making me take his full length. I even gagged a little bit. It only made him push harder.

He started to make noise. I could tell he wanted to cum.

“ harder” he whispered. I started to push. My body was full of excitement.

“Get up,” he said. I got up.

He moved me over to the bed. He pushed me down so I was bent over the bed.

I felt his hand move between my legs. He started to finger me again , this time from behind.

I bit down into the comforter. Fuck.

I felt him kneel behind me. He spread my legs and tongue fucked me. I closed my eyes and let the feeling wash over me. His tongue darted in and out. The feeling was indescribable.

He stood up and he pushed into me. I moaned his name out and took the comforter into my hands.

“God damn your wet.”

He thrusted forward. He pulled the strings on my corset . He started to loosen it as he fucked me from behind.

It fell loosely around my body. He reached around and started to play with my tits. They bounced in his hands as he rode me.

“ touch yourself” he demanded

I reached down and started to play with myself.

“ Good girl. Just like that” I could feel myself melting.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked it back.

He grabbed my face from behind as he roughly fucked me

“You like that Princess” he growled out

“Yes Brian. “ I groaned he took the belt and hit me on my ass

I bucked and moaned

He laid me on my back. He parted my legs. I watched him as he pushed his fingers into me. He looked me in the eyes.

He grabbed his cock and started to touch himself. He licked his lips and they parted.

His tattoos glowed in the candle light.

“ Master please” I mumbled

He smiled that beautiful smile and he got in between my legs.

He moved hard and quick with force.

He grabbed my leg and put it on his shoulder. He held the other one up by his side.
I reached up to his hips and dug my nails into him. He growled. His head fell back and the word fuck escaped his lips.

He leaned into me pushing my leg back.

He felt so deep.

“ Touch yourself” he growled. I reached down and started to play with myself.

I looked him in the eyes as he fucked me.

The slamming of his body into mine was like music.

I felt myself on the verge of an orgasm. I gasped.

“ Cum on me” he whispered as he gently wrapped his hand around my neck

I came hard on his dick. I was shaking. I moaned out.

He grabbed me and pushed me to the floor.

He pushed his dick into my mouth.

‘Look at me” I looked up and he grabbed my tits and pushed into my mouth

He came hard. His body twitched and he released a groan.

I gagged at first but swallowed all of him. My knees raw after being against the floor.

He smiled down at me.

He pulled me to my feet. He kissed me.

“ Now how about I show you some sweetness?” he asked as he gently laid me on the bed

I smiled and he started to gently kiss the bruises that were starting to bloom.

I closed my eyes and let him take care of me.

:::This was written a few years back for a man whom showed me what real passion was. My experiences with him made me write. He was my muse. The moments with him we’re never anything less than mind blowing.Not only was loving making everything. You were everything. I hope your living your best life. XO to my muse. ::::

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