He sat there clicking through the profiles on line looking for a potential Goddess to serve. Eric was looking through the potential partners like a trucker entering the nudie bar. He was searching for the same physical appearance he had always dated in the vanilla world, just with a wicked dominant streak.
Due to the lack of immediate response Eric was reminded quickly why he had not had much success finding a partner to share his fantasies in past attempts, because as a sub guy, the numbers were not in his favor. As the days passed and the familiar disappointment grew Eric became more proactive sending out attempts to meet the right Top but again found few that met his qualifications.
One morning there it was, finally a response! As Eric logged in he was thrilled to see "1" private message waiting for him. It's amazing how exciting just that little "1" can be. He quickly opened the message from "Entitled Mistress." She shared a link to her profile which Eric eagerly clicked. The only picture in her profile was of her feet in heels. Her desires seemed similar what he was looking for but he was disappointed to see she described herself as "medium build" and "curvy." Having found those words to often be an understatement, Eric politely declined the invitation to connect. When she inquired further he explained that his partner really had to be a certain build or it just wouldn't work for him. He was impressed that she did not respond in a defensive way.
Actually the mistress sounded a little amused and messaged "someday you will discover there are some curvy women out there that could wrap you around their little finger."
Eric couldn't resist playfully joking back and forth with her for a few days as she seemed to be a sport and never got too angry about the conversation. She said she thought he would be a "fun little bitch" to train. Eventually the communication slowed and the stopped. Eric gave her little thought as he resumed his efforts to find the right Mistress.
A few weeks later Eric received a message from a "Playful Mistress" who sounded very interested and showed potential. In her picture she was petite and cute although nothing in her attire indicated her dominant nature. As the messaging increased Eric was impressed how interested this Mistress was in his fantasies. After a few weeks of messaging and a little begging on Eric's part she agreed to meet in person. The Playful Mistress made a first requirement to meet with her; he was to not masterbate from now until they met several days away. Of course Eric knew he could "cheat" and she would never know it but he thought it would be exciting to try to comply with her first command, and the fact that she would make this request implied something that really excited him.
Finally the night of the big date was here and Eric arrived at the determined place 15 minutes early because he was so eager. He sat there with a white rose, as instructed, in his nervous hands. The Mistress arrived a few minutes late but it seemed like an eternity to Eric. She was as attractive as in her pictures. As soon as they sat he couldn't resist asking about some of the things we had discussed on line. She just smiled and said there would be time for that later. Eric could barely eat as he was so excited with the possibilities of finally exploring some of his long hidden needs. A couple of times throughout the dinner the Playful Mistress' phone rang. As annoying as this was to Eric, the woman was quick to give a couple of one word answers and rejoin the dinner.
After dinner the Mistress told Eric to get in his car and follow her back to her place. As soon as they walked in she sat down and snapped "strip."
He was a little startled by this but quickly complied. She then told him follow her and she lead him to the bedroom. She commanded him to lie down on the bed spread eagle. Again he complied. Without any discussion or warning she reached over the mattress and pulled up a hand cuff that was already attached to the bed and started to clip the other end around Eric's wrist. His mind raced with confusion bouncing between excitement and fear, knowing that he really knew little about this person and possibly going to be in a very vulnerable position, so he pulled his arm back.
The woman just looked at him and in a rehearsed sounding way said "comply or leave."
Eric thought about the erotic conversations they had shared online, and quickly contemplated the frustration of trying to find a suitable Mistress. He stretched his arm back to the bedpost before he had time to second guess his decision. She looked relieved and something about her was not very intimidating. She then finished cuffing his arms and legs and blindfolded him. His fear turned to panic as he heard her walk out of the room.
Eric waited scared and excited, but mostly scared. He could hear voices in the other room, which seemed odd because he had not heard anyone else open the front door. Then came the scary realization that someone else had already been in the house before he arrived.
As they walked down the hall Eric could barely hear the two sets of footsteps over the beating of his own heart. He was at least somewhat relieved to hear the other voice as a female voice said "Well look what's caught in my web."
One of them walked up beside the bed as the other one walked across the room and sat down. The new voice said you can call me Ma'am for now in a confident soothing voice and began gently running her fingernails up and down his inner thighs.
She then began talking to the girl he had met at the restaurant and said "First I need to get him to relax some." As she was moving around near the bed he felt oil being squirted on his body. With her soft hands she began caressing his body avoiding contact with his growing erection. Fear melted away and excitement again took over.
After a minute of this she stopped and began stripping. She climbed on the bed and resumed the massage. This time her warm hands gently moved to his eager cock, as she slowly and very gently caressed it, stroking very sweetly. She then started playing with his hungry member that he had not touched in days. As she played she was instructing her friend of the various ways and places to stimulate a man. She would do one thing for about 10 seconds torturing him with stimulation that was delicious, but not enough.
All so gentle and playful she tickled his balls with her fingernails, then she would use one fingertip to massage that v on the underneath side of the head. She ran 2 fingertips around the rim of the head then again used one fingertip to tease the very tip. She was playing around explaining that if you did one thing too long the effect is lessoned so it is best to stimulate in one way for about 5 to 10 seconds them move on to the next. Sometimes her hands would move down to his balls or thighs tickling and teasing their way back up. Eric was dizzy with lust.
Finally "Ma'am" reached up and took his blindfold off. He recognized the face but couldn't remember where. Then she said "how could you forget the Entitled Mistress?" It was the one he had chatted with weeks ago. He didn't know what to say as he looked at her with lust, and fear that she might be out for revenge. She laughed and said "you're a lot mouthier on the computer than in person." He remembered from the pictures online she had a very confident, erotic look about her and in his heightened state of arousal her curves were the sexiest thing he had ever seen.
His eyes were immediately drawn to her soft hands with long red fingernails tickling and teasing his desperate member. Her body was shorter than he had imagined with full firm breasts and an hour glass shape. As her arms reached towards his drooling cock they pressed her breasts together and upward making them even more desirable. She teased so expertly for another minute as all he could do was moan and stare at her gorgeous body. She smiled with full red lips and in a rather ominous sounding way said "enjoy it while you can."
As he explored more with his eyes he saw she was wearing a garter belt on her sexy thigh with a riding crop tucked in it and about a half dozen clothes pins pinned to it. He was too busy enjoying her expert teasing to think about what that potentially meant. Eric was thinking she knew just how to tease as if she had already known him. It then occurred to him she had been the one he was chatting with the last few weeks, she just used the other woman's picture as bait. Eric dared to ask if that had been her all along, she just laughed and said "you're a little slow but that's to be expected from a guy."
She then gave Eric an evil smile, leaned over putting one hand on each side of his head so he was staring up at her full round breasts hanging just over his face. She sarcastically said " if I'm too big for you I'll leave if you wish?"
All he could get out was "please don't leave... please." He had never seen any girl in his life so absolutely devoid of self consciousness. She posed over the bound, horny man proudly like a lioness over a kill for all to see how perfect her body was.
Eric had forgotten about the other woman sitting across the room but he felt his face turn red as he turned his head and saw her fighting back the laughter at this display. His attention quickly returned as the Mistress slowly lowered herself down to the point where her full breasts were gently resting on each side of his face smashing against his cheeks. She rubbed them back and forth once then sat back again showing off that she could take them away just as quickly as she give him what he craved. As she backed away he attempted to follow her with his face as long as he could, starved for more contact. She softly said "Don't move, I'll do the moving" again leaning over and dragging her huge smooth breasts across his face one more time as an involuntary moan came out of him. Again her friend laughed.
There was a noticeable difference in her voice tone to more stern as the Mistress then said "It is time to begin your training." She crawled up the bed until one knee was on each side of the pillow and slowly lowered her pussy down onto his face. Eric's tongue eagerly darted up inside her. She immediately grabbed a handful of his hair and held his head down as she lifted away from his face. She said "I like your attitude but not until I say, and only how I say." She then lowered down and began to bark orders how and where to use his tongue. As his tongue eventually tired she began to do more of the work as she was riding his face to orgasm. After a while she stopped and said "you will get so you can use your tongue longer with training."
She turned facing towards his feet still straddling his face, reached over to a night stand and grabbed some body oil and a vibrator. She squirted the oil on the back of her neck and Eric watched as it made its way down her delicious body curving into her lower back and out again until it was dripping off her smooth round buns onto his face. All Eric could do was close his mouth and allow the oil to run down his face. As the Mistress gently rubbed the oil around her own round buns in preparation for his face, Eric knew he would not have wanted anyone else in the world. He had never been so turned on in his life.
Mistress told him to stick his tongue out as far as he could and instructed him to hold it out there as long as he could. She lowered her firm, oily, round buns down onto his face so that his tongue was exploring her backside, he heard Heather gasp in shock. Mistress then clicked on the vibrator and went to work on herself. As she was stimulating her clit she was gently writhing her smooth buns around on his oily face. Eric just laid there helplessly gasping for breaths when he could as her smooth buns slid up and down his face. Eric was thinking he never, ever wanted to be with a boney girl again.
