For the sake of anonymity, I will name the men Josh and Jacob. Josh was 6 foot 1 and probably about 175lbs, not a large man, but he was tall and muscular. Dark hair, ice blue eyes. Jacob was shorter 5 ft 10 and about 150lbs. He had brown hair, and hazel eyes. I couldn't believe these men were here with me in this room. My long awaited fantasy was about to unfold. They both knew what I had in mind, and seemed eager to please.
I am a thick, curvaceous woman, a BBW, I stand 5 ft 1, shaped like a juicy apple and am full of fiery passion. I have wanted the same fantasy full-filled for sometime now. Yet men seem to cower from me, or from the task. So, tonight I am finally to achieve my wish... Josh and Jacob these lovely gorgeous men, will sate that curious desire that has gone untouched far too long.
The men walk to me and circle me like prey, I feel one hand, then another on me. Stroking my arm, my hair. I feel an arm snake across my breast, a hand coil gently around my throat. The owner of the arm, pulls my head back, baring my neck, licking and nibbling. I feel his body press up behind me, as another body pushes up against the front of me. The hand holds my head to make me look no where but up, and I see hazel eyes, hover over my face. Slowly his lips envelop mine. He tastes sweet, I want more of him, I open my mouth to him, I am not disappointed, he feeds me his tongue. So sweet, he dances with me, his mouth with mine. The hand releases my neck. I am still pressed between two firm hard bodies. I can feel them responding, their cocks hardening.
"Enough," I replied sharply.
Both release me, and step back confused. I circle them around them, touching their bodies. They start to reach out towards me, "No, I didn't say you could touch me, did I Slave?"
Josh's' eyes widen, with understanding, his arms falling to his sides, "No, Mistress. You didn't."
Jacob was unsure of what to do. He lowered his arms, but stood their looking at the two of us.
"You both are lovely. I want to see you naked, wet, and before either of you are allowed to touch me again, I want to know that you are clean." I turned and walk to the bathroom.
It has a lovely walk in shower, with clear glass doors, and dual shower heads.
"Come slaves," I commanded.
Both of the men came in. Josh was eager, but nervous, his eyes on the floor as he came and knelt before me. Jacob swaggered in and laughed at Josh on the floor, and then looked at me. His grin slipped off his face.
"You find something funny slave? Do you think a slave should not worship at his Mistress' feet?"
Jacob's mind finally clicked on to what was going on, and said " No Mistress. I beg you to forgive this slave. If it should so please you to do so." Then he knelt and put his head on the floor at my feet.
"You have to earn forgiveness slave, as well as take punishments. You can start by undressing slave Josh."
He slowly looked up at me, he was beet red, and looked almost angry. With lifted eyebrow, I asked "Will you not take punishments as I dole them out slave?"
Slowly, so very slowly he crawled to slave Josh, and began to pull his shirt out of his jeans.
I circled my slaves to watch the performance take place.
Slave Jacob, wouldn't look at slave Josh's' face. He kept his eyes on his hands. Once the shirt was free, he pulled it up and over Jacobs' head. He glanced at me as if looking to see would I stop him now, but I merely raised my eyebrow to remind him, of my task for him.