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With the soap in his hands now, Mike mimics the same path Silvia had done for him. He starts with her arms, but tries to be more sensual and caring when he does so. The bar of soap moves across her arms, they are small but ordered his body around before. He glances at her fingers, they were painted purple like her toes.
Those fingers slapped him.
Those fingers teased his cock with pleasure that knows no bounds.
Those fingers offered him his own cum as a treat.
Mike can see the curves beyond her hips. What beauty they convey, places to lay his hands as they make love. Silvia moves so she is right above her slave’s face. She wants to have a little fun before letting it all out, so Silvia begins to play with herself. Her fingers glide around her wet crotch. Two fingers massage the crest of her pussy. She moans loud and her knees faulter slightly. Slowly, she can feel the pressure build up. “Okay, get ready for it baby. Is your mouth open?” Silvia moans as she slowly begins to drip. Her drip turns onto a steady stream. Her urine is on the clear side because of how much water she drinks before her shows. Mike’s eyes are closed, but he can feel her waste pouring down on him. She truly owns her now, their behavior connects to the animal world. A submissive male lion being coated and soaked in their owner’s pheromones. She bends down closer to him, now inches away from his face. Silvia holds onto her bed for balance and says seductively “Look at you, covered in your master’s piss. Pathetic.” The color chokes him slightly and his mouth catches some of her falling juices. “Your taste does not compare to anything else. I want more of it!” Silvia’s stream of love ends, but she wants to please her slave, so she puts on foot onto his chest. Her feet were cold slightly, different to the warmth he had been feeling this whole evening of passionate lovemaking. Mike can see the immaculate detail on each toe. The glossy finish on her toenails depicts a reflected image of a man who has been stripped of masculine features. She puts a little bit of weight on his chest and can hear Mike grunt slightly. “I bet you wish you could touch or taste me right now baby. Only after I cum you can have one more treat for being such a good little manservant.” She licks her hand and begins to finger herself slowly. Her pace quickens and fucks herself with her hand and then her dildo from before. Her legs start to quiver, and she moans louder and louder. Mike can only watch as she gets to pleasure herself instead of having Mike do it for her.
Silvia places her pussy onto his face and plays with Mike’s hair as his tongue cleans her up. “Eat it all up baby, I don’t want you to go hungry.” She seductively lectures Mike as she flexes her muscles, pressing further into him. Mike’s tongue explores every inch of her box, the taste is mouthwatering. Each of her lips get their own special treatment. She deserves the world and Mike plans to do just that. His tongue goes up and down, making sure to keep the variety of both a flat and pointed tongue. Occasionally to make sure she is still enjoying her dominatrix lifestyle, Mike teases with her clit. At the top of her pussy is the pleasure center; to Mike it tastes the best. His own seamen just adds to the flavor of his given task. “Keep going bitch, I am close myself. When I cum I want you to tell me how I taste.” Mike can feel his hair being rustled and played with, it feels good. The owner’s lapdog should be pet once in a while, it shows compassion and love. His nose is right above her pussy, the smell is intoxicating. The intensity of it is mouthwatering. His cock twitches more; he begins to tease himself slowly. By using the smell of her juices as fuel for his sexual conquest, Mike rubs his crotch, desperate to get hard again.
Mike is feeling all kinds of pressure. It is almost too much for him to bear. His legs tense, the muscles in his upper thighs convulse. He is close to giving her what she wants, but did not here the command to go ahead so he strives forward. A battle of pleasure versus pleasure; The edging pressure is orgasmic enough, but the action of cumming thick warm ropes would certainly send him over the edge. Mike takes his hand and tries to hold back the urge by pinching himself, hard. It works, but not for long as Silvia ups her game. She takes his cock out of her mouth, it is now covered in both his precum and her spit. She readjusts her posture so her large breasts are touching his shaft. They are warm, soft, and like balloons of soft fine flour. “You taste so good baby, and I want you to know that taste. You can cum now slut, I see you tensing up more and more. It’s pathetic that you can’t last longer.” Silvia says as she presses her boobs together almost crushing Mike’s shaft. There is suddenly an immense pulsing felt by Silvia, and the loud long relieving moans from Connor. With the force of a thousand suns he cums so violently that it gets all over himself and her tits. His legs shake and quiver, she twists his balls more to get every last drop drained from him. “Mistress please! Drain me, drain your slave!” Mike cries as his balls are played with harder.
Silvia’s after dark fashion show begins with the outfit she had worn in Hawaii. While changing, she hid behind a fanned curtain humming to herself. She pops out showing the most beautiful costume wear. Within her hair is a singular hibiscus flower, and matching it is a sky blue beach robe. Under it is a very tight bikini set. She lets Mike take it all in slowly. First her front, her perky breasts when pushed together slightly almost fall out of the bikini top. She walks forward to be right up in front of Mike. “Take it all in, I want this image burned into your brain. I want you to only think about me when you cum.” Her hands slowly rubbing all over her own body, like lathering in soap that isn’t there. How Mike wishes to be the hands to guide her into each crack and crevice of her curves, making sure she is wet, making sure she is clean. Silvia turns around and all Mike can see is her beautiful ass inches from his own mouth. Just extending his tongue even a little bit he could taste her, but following her directive is even as much of a turn on as doing what he really wants to do. The bottom part of her bikini is bunched up, wedging between her two perfect ass cheeks. “I can feel your hot breath right up on my ass, toy. I will only allow you to fix my wedgie. It’s bothering me.” Mike has never heard this tone from her before. It’s mix of seduction and pure favoring request had gotten him confused. He begins to reach out and pauses. “M – Mistress, why can’t I just touch your body as well as fix your outifit?” His mouth is watering with amorous desire at this point. “Baby, it’s uncomfortable and I want to be comfortable when you do get handsy.” She grabs one of his hands, “These hands Mike, are soft, and I want them but in due time. Now would you please fix my wedgie?” Her butt is now very close to his face, and her request this time sounded like she was pouting. Like a little bratty girl not getting her way. To Mike this made his cock throb, begging his own hands to touch himself. He does what she asks and fixes her outfit. Silvia shortly moaned and chuckled “What a good little man servant you are.” She poses one final time for Mike and moves back behind the folding curtain for another costume change.