The birds hadn't started tweeting yet and already I heard a car pull up outside. It was cold in the cabin as I was laid out naked on a table. Nothing covering me, left exposed to the elements. My nipples were hard, my cock was too. I was scared; I had no idea what to expect and no way to stop it. This was completely insane that I was actually slightly aroused at the thought of being helpless to defend my dick against the advances of a woman I would never get sexually involved with. The only was some old granny is getting her hands on my cock would be this way. I guess that's why Cougar resorted to such extreme measures.
The door creaked open and I heard a timid "hello?" The ambiance was dim in the chilly cabin. I tilted my head to see a small frame slink through the door. This was one I hadn't seen yet. Meek, mild, very unsure of herself. Her diminutive presence in fact frightened me. The timid ones were usually the wildest. This was true for my newest domme as well. She greeted me with a kiss on the cheek. I lay in acceptance of it, sprawled out on the table. I quipped, "you don't have to do this...you can set me free, I promise I wouldn't tell a soul..."
"Honey, no amount of begging will get you out of this. You have no idea who owns you, do you?!" she maintained. I didn't, I barely knew Cougar. These other women I knew nothing about. Understanding the situation more clearly now, I attempted to resist the feelings, to resist the temptation they presented, to prevent myself from getting hard. What could they do with a soft dick??? It was my only option. This first domme would be somewhat easy to resist, I found her to be thin, unattractive, certainly no one I would look twice at let alone get physical with.
She got started pretty quickly, cranking the large metal wheel that lowered me to the ground. This lady was all about the cum. "I'm gonna get me some of that sweet young nectar now. I'm gonna have soooo much fun with you today." With that she stopped cranking, I was just a foot off the floor now. She straddled my head and started fidgeting with something in her hands, I couldn't see from my obscured position. All I could see was this old lady's hairy snatch perched above me. I was a little turned on at looking up her skirt, despite her age, I adored a good upskirt peek and have found myself peeking up dresses of ladies totally not my style. So I got a little turned on. I felt my dick grow a little, then stop. It fell flat again. It would take more than an upskirt to give me a full-on hard-on. Her boney hands wrapped around my nut-sack and cock, strangling them. She crouched down now, covering my face with her crotch, scooching down further enveloping my face. I could barely breathe, I didn't want to breathe though, she smelled was more foul than sweet. I couldn't hold my breath forever. OMG this really was true torture.
She ordered me to start pleasing her, while she got me ready. I complied, stiffening my tongue and darting it into her holes as she grinded down hard on my face, feeling all of me rubbing her cunt. I felt a cold cylinder entrap my dick. Hear a 'hiss, hiss, hiss' and felt an intense pressure around my member. "Cougar said u were the sweetest cum she ever tasted. So, I want a whole's WEEK'S supply, you'd be delicious in my coffee! Now please me, lil boy. Please my cunt!!
