*This story is meant to be a playful and fun type of Femdom between lovers. No humiliation, no degradation, everything comes from a loving place. All characters depicted or 18 years or older*
I was bound spread eagle on our bed. Sarah was standing at the foot of our bed, wearing white lace lingerie, and looking at me with her beautiful blue eyes and a smile that would make any man's knees weak.
"Are you sure you want to do this, baby," she asks as she climbs on top of me.
"Yes sweetie, but please remember my limits." I said, knowing she wouldn't go to far but still afraid of what she could do to me.
"Of course, babe," she says "please remember use your safeword if you need me to stop. I don't want to scare you," she began kissing me passionately and stroking my face.
She giggled as she positioned herself in a straddling position on my chest. "You're now at the mercy of my ever-changing whims. Are you scared, boy?"
"Yes," I nervously reply beginning to struggle a little bit in my restraints.
She lifts and eyebrow at me and smiles "Do you have anything to add to that reply mister," she giggles.
"Yes Miss, I'm sorry I failed to properly address you."
She leans down and kisses my forehead "I'll let you get away with this infraction. Aren't I a merciful Mistress?" Putting her finger over my lips before I'm able to get an answer out.
She moves backwards on the bed until she's over my legs, looking at my rock hard cock. She scratches my thighs, causing me to gasp. "With such a sexy body, I might want to play with you for a long time," she says running one fingertip down the underside.
"Before you get anything else, you have to please me," she says moving up the bed. Taking one of my hands in hers, she says "You know what to do. If you can't breathe, just squeeze."
She then lowers herself onto my waiting tongue and mouth. I do the best job I possibly can, desperately hoping to get any stimulation on my now dripping cock. I hear her moans rising, in a crescendo before I feel her juices running down my face.
