"Well don't just stand there drooling on the doormat, come on in." The black hood had come off Stroke-Slut's head, the sudden burst of sunlight that hit his eyes was nothing compared to the radiant beauty that stood before him. Despite hours of jacking off to her on the internet, not the mention their previous sessions, he never seized to be amazed at the sight of his Goddess in the flesh. He was momentarily captivated by her mesmerising eyes and beautiful face, but as always he couldn't resist staring at her mountainous breasts. Her tits were threatening to slip out of her silky black robe, tied tightly around her trim waist, emphasising her generous curves. She grabbed the leash around his collared neck and turned to lead him to her bedroom. Her big, round ass jiggled with every step, and Stroke-Slut did his best to catch glimpses of her bare ass cheeks as the robe shook. He almost immediately regretted it, as his cock ached in his tight, metal chastity cage. He whimpered in pain, and Goddess Samantha Mack gave a knowing smile.
"Glad to know you've followed my instructions to the letter. Now get undressed, I want to see my little toy." Stroke-Slut unbuttoned his shirt and threw off his outer clothing, but hesitated as he looked at the incredibly modest bulge in his underwear. "Don't keep me waiting Stroke-Slut." She snapped. Hands trembling, he removed his underwear and revealed his caged embarrassment. "Aww! It's so cute!" She said mockingly. "Too bad its too tiny to give a woman satisfaction, let alone a Goddess like myself." She ran her hands up and down her body, her cleavage bursting out of the robe as she pressed against them. Stroke-Slut's small penis desperately tried to grow in its locked up state, but only managed to make him ache. "No, I don't think you'd know what to do with me even if your little pecker was free. You're too much of a pathetic virgin Stroke-Slut. You should be grateful to be my pathetic virgin loser. Get on your knees and thank your Goddess."
Stroke-Slut immediately sank as Goddess Samantha gave the leash more slack, just enough for him to not choke too hard on his way down. She sat on the bed behind her and stuck her gorgeous right foot out. Around her leg hung an anklet with three keys, one of which he knew was to his cock cage. Her beautiful soles looked so soft, and her toes wiggled invitingly. Stroke-Slut leaned forward, ready to take the big toe into his drooling mouth and worship it as if it was a big clit. But before he could he was struck on the side of the head. "Did I say you could touch me you little worm? If you're not a good little boy then your key is going to end up in the bottom of some drain. You'll never be able to stroke that worthless sissy-clit again. And you certainly won't be seeing me again." Stroke-Slut wasn't sure which punishment would be worse.
"I'm sorry Goddess. It won't happen again." Stroke-Slut whimpered.
"It better not. I have big plans for you, my little Stroke-Slut. Starting with that slutty mouth of yours. You can start sucking my perfect toes now." Stroke-Slut cautiously leant forward and planted a soft kiss on her big toe, looking up hoping for a sign of approval. Goddess Samantha face had a look of annoyance and a touch of amusement at his hesitancy, so he continued kissing each digit with increased eagerness. He began moving his lips towards the front of her sexy soles when her front two toes were shoved between his quivering lips. "Do I have to do everything you pathetic sissy?" She said with a sharp tug that pushed him further down on the foot, almost making him cough. "When I say suck my toes I want you to really suck them. Oh, that's it. Get your tongue between them. Give them a good tongue bath."
Stroke-Slut tried worshipping his Goddess with more assertiveness, which looked equally adorable and ridiculous when he was being face fucked with a foot and pulled by the collar like a disobedient dog. His senses were overwhelmed by the taste, smell and feel of the toes wiggling inside his sloppy mouth, filling him like a gang banged whore. "It must be so embarrassing sucking off toes bigger than your sissy-clit. Do you even call yourself a man with something that tiny between your legs, Stroke-Slut?" Stroke-Slut could only gargle a response as Goddess chose that moment to see how much of her beautiful foot could be shoved in his slutty hole. Spit spluttered out of his mouth and slid down her foot.
"Look what a mess you've made loser. Clean me up." She raised her foot and he ran his tongue up it in long strokes, careful to catch all of the spit and simultaneously making the bottom of her foot wet and shiny. The thought of it pinning his cock and balls against his stomach made him strain in his cage and grunt. She smiled at his discomfort, and slowly and carefully pointed her toe downward, inviting a view up her long, smooth legs. Her thick, luscious thighs rubbed together enticingly as they uncrossed, revealing her wet, beautiful pussy for a brief moment.
"Oh my God." He groaned, looking down at his crotch, his Sissy-Clit bulging obscenely and miserably through the tiny confines of the cage.
"No, your Goddess." She replied with a chuckle. "Now, get back to work slave, you've made my left foot jealous." She pulled his head back up and presented her toes like a series of jewelled rings to be kissed. This time he practically stuffed them into his mouth, fearing rough tugging of the leash and any other possible outcomes of disappointing her further. "That's a good boy. Much better this time." Stroke-Slut let out a sigh of relief between his wet kisses and licks. Knowing what was expected, he moved from deep sucking and eager licking to gagging himself on her. His self violation for her amusement and pleasure, not to mention the slight asphyxiation, made him red with embarrassment.
"I knew you weren't completely useless. At least you've found some way to please a woman." A warmth rushed over his body and his eyes lit up. "But don't think this makes you anywhere close to being a man, Dicklet. In fact, I've invited you here today to teach you a lesson about your place. You see, even if I let that thing out of your cage, even if I did let you worship every inch of me and suck my pussy. Hell, even if you did somehow managed to convince some foolish girl to let you put your itty bitty sissy clit inside of her, you'll never be a real man." Embarrassingly, hearing the demeaning words of his Goddess hadn't gotten rid of his uncomfortable erection. And her humiliating speech continued.
"I'm going to bring over a better man than you'll ever be. And he's going to take me and fuck me better than you could even dream. You're going to hide in the closet, because he shouldn't be bothered by a pathetic cuck like you, and by the time he's done with me you're going to realise you're not man enough to even touch me. You'll probably beg to permanently be my sissy bitch." His stomach was turning with excitement and fear. He knew he had a small penis, and was a short and scrawny, but the thought that he would give up his dream of losing his virginity to his Goddess was unbearable. Even the thought of watching another man fuck his Goddess shouldn't have disturbed him, she was, of course, a porn star. But her confidence in his psychological defeat at the sight of this superior alpha male was nerve wracking.
"Now, we need to get you out of sight." She continued. "You're a good little sissy bitch but you're not exactly Derrick's type. Pick up your clothes and follow me." She led him, leash in hand, to the closet. He crawled after her to the other side of the room and into the walk in closet. She tied the handle strap to the top of the empty clothes hanger. "This must be a hotel." He thought, but his deductions were interrupted when she forced him to make eye contact with a sharp tug. He looked at her with slight pain, full adoration and more than a touch of fear. "So I'm going to leave the door open a little so you get a good view, but you better be quiet or I'll give you a thrashing that you wish you could forget." She threatened. He silently nodded in response. A knock came from the front door. "That must be him. Enjoy the show, Stroke-Slut." She whispered with a wink and a lick of her plump lips.
She ran to the door, giving a quick flash of her bare ass as the silky robe bounces with her erratic movement. Her hand hovered over the door knob for a moment, before she paused, took a deep breath and recomposed herself. She was looking more like a girl waiting for her first date than an experienced, domineering porn star. She opens the door.
Derrick Pierce walked into the room. He's tall, handsome and muscular. Having just come from the gym, he's wearing a Tapout tank top and black sweat pants. It's amazing he didn't drown in pussy on his way to the hotel. Before Goddess Samantha gets a chance to talk he takes her in his enormous arms, one hand on the back of her head and the other on her hip. He kisses her deeply while running his hand up her mouth watering body and squeezes her massive tit. His rough treatment causes it to pop into view, revealing her golden nipple piercing. She gasps in his mouth as his thumb teases it. They break from the kiss but she's forgotten how to breathe.
"Hi." Derrick says, his smile warm while also staring at her like she's his next extra thick protein shake.
"Hi." Samantha replies, silently begging to be taken. He obliges, pulling her closer as they continue making out. He resumes playing with her piercings and sinking his hand into her big tits. She wraps her arms around him while letting him manipulate her body and control the pace. Without her even noticing the robe is opened. He shrugs it off her shoulders, exposing her big beautiful ass to Stroke-Slut and the rest of her divine body to Derrick. They continue kissing, but now Derrick's other hand wanders down her curves and delivers a powerful slap to her colossal booty. "Thank you Daddy." She moans.
This is remarkably different from how Stroke Slut's used to seeing her. He knows that he receives dismissiveness and cruelty (and loves every second of it) from her because he's a pathetic little sub. But even when he watched her in pornos she was always in charge. She always had a way of wrapping a man or woman around her little finger, using them for her pleasure before emptying their balls all over her huge tits or making their pussies squirt until their can't cum anymore. Stroke-Slut spent countless lonely nights dreaming of an opportunity for such an experience while tugging his tiny, virgin dicklet. But here was Derrick, manhandling her and making her his little slut.
He brings his other hand down to her big booty, letting his hands sink in deep before effortlessly lifting her, never breaking off from their extended kiss. She wraps her legs around his waist, grinding her now bare pussy against his pants. With long strides he walks over to the bed and climbs onto it on his knees, still carrying her the whole time. Nibbling and sucking on her ear, he gently places her onto the mattress, enjoying her soft, curvaceous form pressed against his hard body. He pauses only to remove his shirt, his muscular chest filling Samantha with desire and Stroke-Slut with a further sense of inadequacy. He starts kissing down her smooth neck, inadvertently pushing her head to the side and causing her to make eye contact with Stroke-Slut. She licks her juicy lips and winks while Derrick traces his tongue down her collarbone. Stroke-Slut's heart races.
She redirects her attention to the stud filling his big hands with her enormous, mouth watering tits. He slowly kisses up and down her valley of cleavage before working towards one of her gold pierced nipples. He looks like he's about to fill his mouth with it, but only gently flicks his tongue against the metal before backing away with a wink. A jolt of electricity runs straight from her nipple to her clit as he continues his teasing. He goes back and forth to each tit, jiggling them between his big, manly hands as he does so, letting the mountains of tit flesh pouring between his fingers. Samantha gives out a lust filled whimper, who can't even rub her thick thighs together in anticipation because of the cunt teaser between them. She instead wrapped them around his waist and tried grinding her soaking pussy against his thick bulge.
