Dear Diary,
Something happened. Something I never thought I would do, and something that I never in all my life thought I would love so fucking much.
Victor and I have been playing around a little bit with domination. Some BDSM and other intense kinks that we have been wanting to explore. It has been a few months and everything has been going so well! We have experimented with some bondage in bed, blindfolds, light whipping and pain, usually with him being the dominant and I being his submissive. Everything feels so good, we just kept increasing the intensity and going further and further. Victor mentioned a fantasy he once had when he was younger, where a girlfriend he had at school shared him with her friends. It intrigued me. I often like to show Victor off in public and in front of my friends. The young stud I get to fuck every night along with the taboo of peoples judging stares gets me so wet I can’t believe it. I wondered, what would it be like to share him? To use him as my property and let my girlfriends take turns with him knowing that he truly belongs to me, and always will.
It gave me an idea. This overwhelming desire to just, use him. I wanted him and everyone else to know that he is my property and I wanted everyone to see what I had. To give them a little taste, so they know what I have, then taking it away. It was my turn to dominate. My god it is intense. I wanted him to get the pleasure from my girlfriends and watch as he smiles and moans as they touch him, but…that isn’t what happened. Something went… wrong. But still, so unbelievably right.
It all started last night. I had set up our bedroom and waited for Victor to come home in the evening. I knew he would be late as is his Friday routine. I waited for him in the living room, and when he entered he saw me standing in front of the entryway door in nothing but a shiny black leather mini skirt and a black leather bra lined with metal spikes along the top. My breasts were pushed up so high they spilled over the top of my bra, resting over the leather rim, begging to be freed. My flat stomach was toned as excitement tensed all of my muscles. My legs were covered in black fishnet stockings, the wide holes showing off my milky thighs and a pair of shiny red platform heels capped them off perfectly at my feet.
I painted my long, pointed fingernails a deep red to match my shoes, and I playfully stroked my long auburn curls with my fingers as he stared at me from the doorway. My eyes were dark and smoky, a hint of colour swept across my eyes in a commanding red. My lips glowed bright red and I bit my lip. Victor always loved when I would look at him in my seductive ways and bite my lip playfully, urging him to become erect for me. It seemed to work perfectly as it had a hundred times before. I saw a bulge twitch beneath his blue jeans and he closed the door and walked towards me. I reached a dominant hand out and pressed my palm against his chest, stopping him in his tracks.
“Mm, are we switching roles tonight? Are you finally going to have your way with me…Mommy?” God, he knew I loved when he called me Mommy. It made my tingle and gush, I could already feel my own warm juices begin to drip down my inner thigh. I had to control myself. To not let him see my overwhelming desire to taste his young lips. I had to stay in character, in my new role as his Mistress, to command him to do as I please and to make him suffer if he disobeyed.
So many times he had whipped me, spanked me, slapped me when I refused his tasks. It made me ache and cum at the same time and I craved that kind of power tonight. To make him hurt, to make him twitch and writhe and smile and wince all at once. I wanted the control. And I would have it.
I simply smiled at him, lightly dragging my fingernails down his chest and gesturing him to follow me as I turned towards the hall. He followed me like a puppy down the hallway, every click of my stiletto acting as a summons to my obedient slave. We made it down the hall and I entered the bedroom, Victor following close behind. When he saw what I had done, his devilish smile turned to an expression of wonderment. The room was lit with a red hue, the bed dressed in red satin sheets and bondage straps attached to each of the four bedposts. An array of toys and tools spread across the nightstand including lubricant, a couple of black leather riding crops, a cat o’ nine tails, and an assortment of toys that he didn’t seem to get a close look at.
Victor stood staring at the scene laid out in front of him and his smile returned. He smirked at me and immediately became my submissive little boy.
“Mommy, what is my first task?” He wrung his hands together in anticipation and eagerly awaited his dark Mistresses first command.
“Take off your clothes.” I stated. He looked at me for a moment, almost, disappointed. “I said take of your clothes, Bitch!” His eyes lit up and he began to strip. Unbuttoning his jeans and letting them drop to the floor as he lifted his t-shirt over his head. He stepped out of his jeans frantically and pulled down his boxers, stepping out of those as well. He kicked the pile of clothing to the side of the room and stood there awaiting his next command. I stared down at his socked feet, a look of disappointment in my eyes, but secretly, I had wanted this opportunity.
He looked down and noticed what had peaked my interest.
“O-oh, um. I’m sorry, Ma’am. I’ll just-” he reached down to pull off his socks but his neglect had already cost him. It was time to punish this eager boy.
“Get your ass bent over that bed.” I smirked. Victor struggled pulling one sock off but immediately obeyed and made his way to the bed. I followed behind and positioned myself behind Victor and to his left. I wrapped my fingers around his left shoulder and forced him to bend forward over the edge of the bed. His ass stuck out and looked so inviting. I caressed his ass with my long, teasing fingernails with one hand, and with the other I reached across him to the night stand. I plucked one of the leather riding crops off of the table and teased his thighs with the edge.
“Ooh, Mommy, are you going to punish me?” He chuckled. His confidence made me grimace. He didn’t know it yet, but he was about to become my bitch.
Smack.
A light slap to his behind.
“Ooh ouch, I’ll be a good boy, Mommy, I promise.” He said with a smile over his shoulder. Not good enough.
Smack.
“Oh, wow, that was hard, haha.” I could sense he was getting nervous. I liked it.
Smack, smack, smack.
“Jesus, Mom. Fuck that is a little too hard.” He informed me. Mmm I liked hearing his voice get a little more submissive. I grabbed him by the shoulder again and pulled him up into a standing position again. He faced me, his expression still a little too cocky for my liking. I began to feel a dominant boiling in my veins. I wanted- no. I needed him to understand his place. This was my time to use my baby boy.
“Lay down, puppy.” I ordered. He smiled thay devilish smile, still thinking he was in control, and laid down on the bed. He followed his orders like a game, he was about to learn that this was no game. He placed his hands behind his head in a comfortable position as if he was about to be pleasured by a harem of whores. I stared down at him, a stern expression telling him that he was a bad little boy. His face softened and he pulled his hands from behind his head, laying them at his side and awaiting his next instructions.
“Arms out.” I commanded. Victor obeyed. “Legs apart.” He obeyed.
I straddled Victor and he looked me up and down, enjoying the view of my breasts spilling over my bra and my creamy skin grinding against his bare cock. I leaned forward and dragged one fingernail down his cheek, biting my lip and teasing his skin with my claw. I felt him twitch underneath me and his breath quickened as he reached out to kiss me. I grabbed his face and pushed his head back down onto the satin pillow. I grabbed onto his left hand and in one quick movement, wrapped the bedpost strap around his wrist tight. I did the same to the right wrist as he looked up at me, intrigued.
I slid down his body, taunting him with my fingertips as I shuffled to the end of the bed. I strapped both of his ankles tight to the lower bedposts and he flinched.
“Wow, that…that is really tight Mom, maybe loosen it up just a little bit?” I smiled an evil smile at him. He was mine now. He couldn’t move or fight or resist. He was completely helpless and I loved it. He realized quickly that I wouldn’t be loosening his restraints and he pulled at his uncomfortable straps digging into his flesh. “Hey, is this like, a joke? This is a little much, don’t you think?” He yanked at his restraints, arms pulled so tight with the straps that he could barely move. I just laughed and taunted him.
“Aww, poor Victor. So helpless and pathetic lying here under my control.” I walked around the bed, stroking his thighs with the riding crop. “Baby, tonight, you are all mine. I am going to use you and abuse you as I please, and…not just me.” I grinned and bit down on the handle of the riding crop as Victor looked up at me, worried.
“M-mom. What’s going on?” He whimpered, finally reality was setting in and he finally understood that he had no choice in what was about to happen.
“Victor. I’ve decided that you are my property. It is time you learn that you are only here for your Mommies pleasure and amusement. I want to show you exactly how much control I have over you and I want you to know that I can use you and lend you out any time I want to. Do you understand, puppy?” I opened my legs slightly to show him how wet I was getting. Juices dripping down my inner thighs. Victor looked up at me, fear in his eyes and curiosity building on his face. This was my moment.
“Oh girls!” I hollered towards the door. Within seconds they walked into the room, my two best friends dressed to the nines and ready to have some fun.
Lydia stood six feet tall, thin and toned. She had always been slim but with perky B-cup breasts and a perfect, firm, petite ass. At forty years old she was experienced but still looked fifteen years younger than she was. Lydia wore a red, silk nighty with lace trim around the bottom and top. Her long muscular legs ended in shiny red stiletto heels. She wore her straight red hair down and her face was made up in dark dramatic colours like a porn star. She smiled at Victor as he lay helpless strapped to the bed.
To my left, stood Barbara. Barb was nicknamed Barbie since high school for a reason. She was about five foot ten and looked like a doll. Her waist was thin and her hips curved out into a round, bubble butt. Her F breasts stood out like beach balls on a plywood frame. Her tiny pink lace bra barely covered her enormous chest and they spilled out almost completely. Her tiny pink lace thong covered her clean shaven pussy and showed off her round ass, framing a small rose tattoo on her left cheek. Her skin was smooth and tan and her bleached blond curls draped delicately over her dark shoulders. Her baby pink lips glistened in the dim light and her thick eyelashes fluttered as she stared longingly at my sweet, pathetic little toy on the bed.
Victor looked at me, his eyes asking ‘what the fuck’ and I simply smiled at him.
“Ladies, have fun.” I permitted them to have their way with my boy. The two women made their way to the bed, each taking a place at his side and they began to grope and fondle his helpless body. He looked back and forth between Lydia, Barbie and me and began to relax and accept this fortunate turn of events. The women kissed his chest, groped his balls and after a few moments of teasing they both slid down to share his cock. They each took a side and licked up the length of his shaft, kissing and slurping. They took turns sucking the tip of his dick and then Barb took his entire length in her mouth, deepthroating and gagging on his member as Lydia licked and sucked on his balls. Victor moaned and chuckled, enjoying every second that these two MILFs shared him. It was about to become a lot more intense than he could have expected, though.
I cleared my throat and the women looked at each other, smiling seductively. Barb sucked on her finger a bit getting it nice and wet and then moved her hand down Victors balls to his ass. His legs were spread and tied so tight he couldn’t stop her and she swiftly slid her finger gently into his virgin hole. Victor yelped in surprise and struggled a bit in his restraints.
“Woah woah woah! I, uh, I’m not into that!” He explained. His efforts were fruitless, however. He was not in control tonight. Barb looked at me and I shook my head. She slid her finger a little farther inside his taut hole and he gasped. “No no no no…” he repeated, eyes closed as he realized he truly was the toy of the night. Barbs finger was knuckle deep and she began to slide in and out, teasing and toying with him before she added another finger. Victor grunted at the pressure and gasped as she stretched him out, Lydia still licking at his shaft and groping his firm chest.
Victor looked up at me, his eyes begging for mercy but the sensation of several fingers pressing against his prostate kept him from forming a sentence. After a few minutes and another finger, Victor began to relax. He loosened up and suddenly the anal stimulation started to feel good. His face softened and he released his pull on his straps, Barb continued to finger his ass and he moaned gently at the feeling of a woman using him as a puppet.
It was starting, the beginning of my fantasy. It was about to get a lot more intense and Victor had no idea. I signalled Barb and gestured to the nightstand. She nodded and reached over with her free hand, grabbing a small glass butt plug. Victor saw this and was about to protest. He looked at me and he knew, it was no use. He rested his head back onto the satin pillow and braced himself. Barb squirted a generous glob of lube onto the toy and wasted no time. She rubbed the tip against his warmed up hole and pressed it firmly against him. He shuddered as the plug slid surprisingly easily into his ass. He let out a loud groan and pulled at his straps, tensing every muscle in his body and gasping as the widest section of the toy passed through his sphincter. He breathed heavily and let out little grunts as his body acclimated to the sensation.
Lydia, cock in hand, knelt beside Victor and reached over him to the nightstand. I stood next to the collection of toys and handed her the pink bullet vibrator. We smiled at each other and then down at Victor. I sat on the edge of the bed up near his head and stroked his hair as Lydia turned the vibrator on. She dragged it up his shaft and teased the tip with gentle vibrations. Victors breathing quickened again and he looked up at me like a child looking at his mother for help. In fact, that is exactly what he was. The vibrator made his sensitive areas hum and he twitched. Barb twisted and pulled at the plug, pulling it out and then shoving it back inside him. The two women played and teased as I sat up with him and taunted him.
“Mm isn’t it good to relax and let Mommy use you?” I asked, stroking his hair. He nodded obediently and held his breath as Barb pressed the plug hard against his ass hole. “You are such a good boy, and I know that you’re going to be a good boy when we take the next step.” My smile widened and my eyes narrowed into an even glare. Victor looked nervous but I continue to stroke his hair and tease his chest with my fingernails. He let go of his straps, letting his muscles relax and he began to let himself enjoy the torture that the women were inflicting upon him.
“His ass is nice and loose and ready!” Barb exclaimed smiling. We all looked at each other and then at Victor.
“R-ready for what?” He stammered, eyes darting back and forth between the three of us. We all just smirked and giggled at his nervousness. I gave Lydia a nod and she took my signal and immediately crawled over Victor and jumped off the edge of the bed with a gleeful hop. As Lydia prepared herself, Barb pulled the plug from Victors aching hole with a pop. She teased his stretched ass with her fingers and Victor strained to look past me at what Lydia was doing but I leaned in and blocked his view, kissing him on the forehead. I felt him shift and fidget nervously as he laid back and awaited his fate.
“All ready, Mistress.” Lydia’s melodic voice sounded from behind me and Victor gasped as she stepped into view.
Lydia was now completely naked, perky breasts pointing straight forward and skin soft and welcoming. Black straps hugged her waist holding a long purple strap-on dildo tight to her crotch. She stood stroking the slippery, lubricated toy and licking her lips while staring into Victors eyes wantingly. I looked down at Victor and his expression was clear.
“Uh, no no no. No, please, come on! Ok this is a good start it was fun and new and…just, please let’s take it easy!” He stammered and begged. Pulling again at his restraints trying to free himself and talk his way out of this frightening activity. He should know by now that begging would do nothing. But, still, he tried. “This is just too much for me I can’t handle that thing!” He shouted.
I gestured to Lydia, eyes never leaving Victor’s pleading face. She climbed up onto the bed and positioned herself between his wide spread legs.
“Ah no! Shit, ok please I’ll do fucking anything! Mom, please, jesus christ please don’t let her do this to me!” He pulled hard against the taut straps and bucked his hips. Barb hopped over him to his left side grabbed onto his leg, pushing him down onto the bed and giggling at his struggle. I took his right hip and held him down as Lydia got into position. He looked so scared and worried, but I could see something in his eyes as he looked to me for mercy. He liked it. He was nervous and afraid but he knew, this is what he wanted. To be controlled. To be taken against his will. So innocent and resistant, but I could tell he felt, right.
“Mm, no need to struggle, Vicky, auntie Lyd will take good care of you.” Lydia teased, leaning over him and placing the strap-on against his warmed up ass hole. His eyes widened as Lydia pressed her hips into him, the toy slipping smoothly into his anus. She went slow but didn’t stop even as he cried out for mercy. When she made it nice and deep, filling him up completely, she rocked back and forth and slid the toy in and out quickly.
“Oooh fuck! Oh my God! You-you’re fucking me!” He screamed. His voice was intoxicating. It was high pitched and submissive, I could hear him letting go finally and feeling the joy of being a toy used for his Mommies amusement. He was accepting it, he was feeling a long thick dildo violating his virgin ass hole and he loved it. “Christ! Y-yes!” He screamed. That was all I wanted to hear.
“Mmm now that’s Mommies good little boy!” I praised, reaching out and stroking his throbbing cock. Lydia fucked him harder, slamming her hips into his tensed ass.
Slap slap slap
“Yes, yes!” He moaned his cock oozing precum like I had never seen before. This was incredible, I felt my own pussy dripping and couldn’t stand to just watch any longer. I gestured for Barb to move up on the bed and I made her sit on Victor’s face.
“It’s time to make Auntie Barbie cum, Victor, dont you dare disappoint her.” He breathed so heavily I thought he might pass out, but Barb got into position and sat on his face, her ass enveloping him. I could hear his pained moans of pleasure echo though her and the sloppy sounds of him desperately lapping at her juicy cunt. I spread my legs, leaning back onto the nightstand and grabbing the closest toy I could find from the collection. I brought the black dildo to my clit and flipped the switch. It buzzed and hummed and my clit was in heaven. I watched Victor being used and played with, his ass sore and violated, his mouth giving Barbie so much pleasure I could see her juices dripping down the side of his neck.
Victor shook more violently and I heard Barb scream in ecstasy, she was always easy to make cum and she squirted onto Victor’s face as she climaxed. At that moment Victors cock pulsated and twitched as it sprang back and forth at the force of Lydia fucking him.
He grunted and his body shook, I could tell that he was getting close and I slid the big black toy into my ready pussy, letting it vibrate and pleasure me as I watched the most beautiful scene I had ever witnessed.
Barb stood up, her pusy still dripping onto Victor’s face as she released him. He immediately looked over at me, face wet and watching me fuck my tight little cunt with my thick toy. That is all it took to pushed him over the edge.
“Mommy! Mommy it’s happening! Please! Let me cum!” My mouth dropped as my own orgasm snuck up on me, listening to him cry out, so submissive and in need of release, I was ready. I nodded frantically, allowing him to finish and I listened as he let out the most intense screams I had ever heard from him during sex.
“YEEEES! Fuck my ass I’m your little Bitch! FUUUUCK! Mommy , Mommy, Mommy!” His pulsing member shot streams of cream into the air, splattering all over his stomach and chest and even onto Lydia’s face as she leaned over him, still pumping and fucking him hard. He convulsed like an epileptic, covered in cum and sweat and vaginal juices. My own orgasm exploded inside me and i moaned and squealed with pleasure as I squirted across the bed all over Victor’s chest. That may have been the most intense orgasm either of us had ever experienced, and as we caught our breath our eyes met, and we both knew.
Lydia gave him one last hump as she licked the cum off of the tip of his sensitive cock. He shivered and his eyes rolled back in his head. Lydia pulled the dildo from Victor’s abused hole and Barb quickly loosened his restraints. Once free, he sprawled out on the bed and I collapsed onto the bed beside him, my head on his chest and his arm wrapped tight around me. Barb and Lydia lay exhausted at the foot of the bed and we all breathed heavily and closed our eyes.
When I awoke, Barb and Lydia were gone and Victor was still passed out covered in bodily fluids. I had to write this out before waking him. This was possibly the most intense night of my life and I hope Victor is okay with being my good little slave again and again. Not that he has a choice.
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