Mistress Lonnies Pets The Sub

I sat in my corner obediently waiting for her to come down and play with me again. It was Wednesday, she always plays with me on Wednesdays. I sat very still and quiet like any good trained sub should, crouched and behaved until she came in.

My mistress and owner was so sexy. Her legs were perfect and smooth. Her red hair always pulled up in some sort of pony tail or braid. She always wore skirts and heels, and blouses that showed off her perfect breasts. I'm ashamed to admit I like looking at them. Did I mention her ass? Oh my what an ass she has! It's perfect and round, nice and bubbly. It's one of those that you see and want to smack as you walk by.

The way she jiggles her ass and boobs right in my face as she stuffs my mouth full of her clothing, is so sexy and I love it. That's right, one of my main duties as her slave is that I have to wash, by mouth, all of her clothing. I don't mind so much as I get to taste all of her dirty panties.

She tastes so good! All those soiled, lacy thongs, after she's worn them all day. Fuck! I get so turned on by it I shake and tremble in my boots.

I am sort of a detective you see. I can tell how long she's worn something, and where she's been by the flavor of the fabric.

One time she even stuffed my mouth with another guys cum, soaked in her red thong. I nearly came that day, but I'm a good sub and don't cum unless she tells me to, so I just wait, and sit, and watch.

I hear that familiar click clack of her heels on the steps, heading down towards the basement, and I freeze rigidly still. I glance up only long enough to check out her outfit. Fuck! She looked amazing in her little mesh tube top, short pleated jean skirt, black leather jacket, and pink satin high heels.

She wasn't wearing any panties either. I could tell from my squatting view, as I looked right up her skirt and saw her little pink parts glistening and wet. Her ass nice and plump today, and it was on full display just for me.

Oh boy! It's going to be my lucky day! I thought. That's when I noticed something long and rubbery in her hand. I've never seen one of those before. I wonder what that's for. I found out soon enough.

She ran her hand over my face and shut my open gaping mouth. She then ran her hand over my smooth face. Stroking it with her nails as she talked.

"Are you going to be a good boy for mistress today?" She asked me in her cool, calm sultry voice. She stroked me a few more times and then slammed the suction cup of the rubber thing over my mouth before I could even reply.

"That's right. You're always here when I need you aren't you my good pet?" She asked, using that sexy, horny voice of hers.

Unable to speak, I just sat there and beamed. The long, tubular rubber thing, now affixed to my mouth. I watched her with wide eyes, not daring to speak or even move, so I remained quiet and still.

She then stroked me along the top of my head. She certainly knows which buttons to push, and how to do it so well, which turned me on so much I started to shake and spin. She then climbed up onto my face and llifted her skirt. She spread her pink pussy lips. She was already so wet, horny and ready for me.

Oh what a glorious sight to behold! Was she going to fuck herself over my face? I shook even harder at the thought.

She positioned herself over the long rubber thing and sank down. A long, "Fuuuuuuck," leaving her mouth. Beginning to bounce now on it, along with my face, as she fucked her pussy. Her hand went to her clit and she rubbed furiously.

"That's it. Shake. Shake and spin. Ohhhh fuck yessss!" She hissed, and screamed, and moaned, as her pleasure built up.

I did my best to keep still and doing exactly what she wanted. I knew what she liked. She wanted it fast and hard, and I was just the guy for the job. I began to shake so hard I nearly left my corner spot.

Her moans increased in pleasure, her pussy juices started leaking into my mouth and all over my face. She rubbed her clit harder and faster. Bouncing and sinking down onto the rubber thing. Fucking her glorious pussy right in my face, even her ass cheeks were clapping together.

Fuck! I had to be the luckiest guy ever! I spun, and shook, and helped her fuck her little pussy. I lapped up and swallowed any of her juices, that ran into the crack and corner of my mouth. I bounced and rocked which only intensified her pleasure.

"Ohhh fuck. I'm cumming. Immmm cummmmminggggg!" She yelled out loud enough I'm sure the neighbors could her it.

She began to cum, and cum hard. Her whole body shook even more than mine. She let out a long squirt, which plastered my face and ran into my mouth. She sank so low that rubber thing was pushed all the way inside her pussy. Her ass cheeks pressed onto my face. If only I could get my tongue out, I'd lick her for sure.

The front row seat was amazing. I loved every second of it. I lapped up as much as I could, and wore the rest of her orgasm proudly on my face. A look of satisfied pride spread across my face, happy I could help her out.

Shortly after, she recovered strength to her trembling legs, and she climbed off me. She turned around and looked at me, stroking my head and face. She wiped some of her juices off, and popped a finger in her mouth.

"Mmmm. Thank you for that. You're such a good boy!" Her long nails dragging across the top of my head, all the way down my cum soaked body.

I watched as she pushed the off button and I went motionless again. Crouching in my usual sub stance, waiting until the next time she came and used me.

She grabbed her rubber thing and headed out, blowing a kiss towards me, which I caught with my lidded mouth. She turned off the light and I heard that familiar click clack of her heels going up the stairs.

I'm so glad she's my mistress and that I'm her washing machine.