What I wanted to do is share with you a moment of sexual pleasure that I would have loved for you to witness. You with your arms above your head and at a 45 degree angle to the corners of the doorjamb, leather cuffs with steel rings, inserted into the corresponding rings on the jamb. Your naked, quivering ass, in full view of my perfect lover and me. Your ankles outfitted in the same fashion as your wrists, legs wide apart, and in the same manner as your wrists, find their appropriate position. I slide the now familiar cock ring on to your shrunken member, not needing to worry that it will disengage, my slightest touch brings you alive instantly. My mouth sharply bites first one nipple, and my gloved hand employs the clothespin to its accustomed home. The other clothespin is engaged in the same manner, the bite sharper this time. You whimper, as usual, but your cock tells a different story.
My lover hands me my crop and nods his head toward you, his interest in you, is arousing me, my own nipples hard little rocks, sitting on a perch, the sharply cinched bustier creating a huge flair to my hips, my shaven pussy wet with anticipation. I bend over in full view of my lover and with my ruby red lips plant 1 kiss on the inside of each of your upper thighs. And then methodically, with precision, I take the crop, and slap you sharply where I have left my lip prints. First one leg, then the other.
My lover has found this very exhilarating and comes up behind me his cock glorious and stupendous compared to your miserable excuse for manhood. He takes hold of my luscious hips and with one quick and forceful thrust he enters my wet pussy from behind. The site of this has your cock standing on end, extremely engorged by the cock ring. Your eyes wide and staring and I continue to hit you sharply with the crop until the accompanying area is the same color as my lipstick. Then I stop.
Standing directly in front you, your puny cock almost in my face, I stick out my tongue and it comes so very close to your cock. You try to thrust forward but the leather wrist and ankle straps keep you stationary and just out of reach. And you know that that little gesture of defiance will cost you dearly later. My loverβs thrusts are becoming very hard now and I slide my hand down to my clit, and watch you watch me cum, buckets of my juices onto my lovers cock. He pulls his glorious member out and puts his tongue into my throbbing wet pussy, sucking my juices from me, and then comes up to the right side of me and has me lick my juices from his huge cock. I look at you and smile and continue my task. Don't you wish slave, this were your cock? Feeling my velvety tongue licking you everywhere, giving you such pleasure? An answer is not needed; the pitiful look of hope on your face is answer enough.
My lover and I turn our backs to you and walk back to the bed, but use the head as the foot now, so that you may watch our faces, yearn for the experience we will share. Learn what it is to be completely, sexually satisfied. My man proceeds to lay on his stomach, his huge cock under him, the engorged shaft and the head showing between his wide spread legs, 2 pillows under his abdominal area, his perfectly rounded ass in the air. Your mistress is about to lick the ass of the man she has chosen, and your whimpering, puny, quivering ass is about to be honored to watch her in all her glory.
My lover is laid open before me, his legs wide apart. Looking past his perfect form, my eyes fall to rest on you, the miserable one, the feeble mess that has become my misfortune to train. I shake my head in pity, and you cast your eyes downward. I release you from my mind, and concentrate on my pleasure once again and not my pain, you.
I take a bottle of my favorite scented lotion, and straddling my lover's back begin a deep and stimulating massage. Focusing on the hard rippling muscles on his shoulders and upper arms, feeling the tenseness diminish, as I rub and massage. His relaxing tells me that I am doing the job I set out to do. Slave, I hiss, do you wish I were sitting upon your back, loosening your muscles, making your feel rested and comforted. Oh yes Mistress Carol, you reply, and with that I raise my ass from my lover's back, and walk toward you seductively, a sweet smile on my face. A glimmer of hope comes to your eyes, and your lips start to turn at the corners. I raise my hand and slap the right side of your face, leaving a light handprint, and bringing my hand back, leave the opposite side pink with my backhand. Never, and I mean, never, smile unless I tell you to. Ever. Yes Mistress Carol, I promise. And with that I walk behind you, pour a little lotion onto my palm, and SMACK your right ass cheek so hard that the lotion bursts into a tiny explosion on impact. You wince and try to recoil, but those restraints hold you firmly, again I pour the lotion, and again SMACK your left cheek is a rosy red to match the other. I walk back and face you, my finger pointing in your face, and I tell you consider yourself massaged slave. And I turn and walk back to my waiting lover.
I stop in front of my lover with my back to you and squat in front of him. He reaches out in front of him and he cups my voluminous breasts in his large hands and caresses them gently. Finding my already hard nipples with his thumb and forefinger, he rolls them. I lean over further and kiss him passionately. You have an unobstructed view of my soft, ample ass and now of my glistening wet pussy as well. His seductively warm kisses have fanned my flames and I slide my fingers between my legs, rubbing the outside of my lips, reaching all the way to my tight asshole. Just rubbing the outside of it with the tip of my wet finger and then sliding them back to rub my hot cunt again. His kisses are becoming more and more compelling. I stand up and walk back to you, hold the back of your head steady with one hand, and take my wet fingers and smear my juices under your nose. I can see the area beneath your nose shimmering in the fading sunlight. "Smell what you are missing slave. Think of how you would like to put your tongue in what your nose is smelling." With that I grab your hard little cock and pull it hard. You suck in your breath abruptly, you have been hard for a long time, and there seems to be no relief in site. This thought brings a smile to my lips as I turn and join my lover on the bed.