The Roles Reverse – Mistress & Sub/Femboy

Sipping on wine her gaze danced across her beautiful submissives body, his pale skin and red hair almost like a fantasy to look at along with his strangely beautiful face, he always looked beautiful whether he wore clothes like a man outside or dressed cute and elegant indoors for his proud Mistresss.

Everything about him was tasty, always enjoying him bite by bite, but today was different and lust seeped through her body and mind like a virus taking control, envisioning her beautiful sub forcing her down and taking everything she has from her.

All control was relinquished, she gave her sub the ultimate gift. Herself.

But he had to impress her, make her wince in pain and moan with pleasure, it was his duty to please her after all and for once she wanted to see what he could do to her body, after months of her grabbing his tasteful hips and ramming her cock into him, lapping up the moans that escaped his perfect lips and how he’d whimper that he was my little slut, how his hole was mine to use whenever i saw fit.