A Woman And Her Bitch

She slapped him across the face. Not so much that he would wince in pain, but enough so that he knew he was her bitch.

He kept sucking. He was on his knees, with her standing over him. "Look at me," she demanded. He looked up, submissively, into her eyes. His eyes showed an innocent vulnerability made her want to fuck him even more.

"Good, slut," she said. "Keep sucking, that's right," she cooed, as she breathed in deeply, bent her head down over him, and ran her fingers through his hair.

The, she held his head in place and thrusted her hips back and forth, fucking his face. On her back strokes her muscular ass caved in on the sides, showing her massive glutes. Her light skin contrasted with the black straps of the strap on.

He continued looking up at her submissively, vulnerable. She grinned. "You're such a good boy for me, dear. You're mommy's good little slut."

He moaned in response. He was so happy to be her little boy.

"Do you want to take it in the ass for mommy?" she asked.

"Yes, please," he said, nodding his head, and his cheeks reddening with a bit of shame, with the strap on still in his mouth.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, mommy, I want you to fuck me in the ass."

"That's my boy. Now get up, bend over the bed, and spread your ass cheeks for me."

He did exactly that. She walked up behind him and slapped her fake cock against his ass a few times. "Mommy's going to fuck you now, honey. You're going to like it, aren't you?"

"Yes mommy."

"Say you're going to like it," she teased.

"I'm going to like it, mommy."

"That's my boy. Now beg me."

"Please, mommy. Please fuck me in the ass. I want it!" he begged, his voice getting a little higher.

"Good slut. Now, as I put it in, make your moans nice and girly and submissive. I want you to sound like a slut, so that you understand what you are to me."

She bent her knees a little to start fitting the black head of the plastic cock into his asshole. "Keep spreading," she said. He spread his cheeks apart a bit further, and she could see the tight, small, dirty hole in front of her. "Good."

She picked up a bottle of lube from the bedside table, and poured some on her toy cock. She rubbed it all around the shaft, and then poured some into his asshole. He took a sharp breath in as she did so, feeling cold in such a sensitive area.

"Now, don't forget to moan like a bitch," she said. She pushed in an inch. He let out a moan, trying to make it high-pitched and soft.

"That's it," she said. "Now beg me more."

"Please go in deeper, mommy. I want your cock so bad," he said.

"That's my good little bitch. I'm going to fuck you like a whore. You're going to be my toy tonight."

She pushed in inch by inch. He continued to moan. If you listened to his moans without knowing who it was, you'd still be able to guess it was a man, but they came out a bit higher and softer than his usual voice.

Eventually she was four or five inches deep, and just sat for bit. He was still a little too tight for her to start thrusting. "Ah, good girl," she said, stroking his ass cheeks with her hand, and giving them a firm grab. "Do like being called a girl? Does that turn you on?"

"Yes, mistress," he said. "It turns me on a lot."

"Do you want me to dress you up, and take you to the mall?" she asked.

"Yes, mistress."

"Ah, keep saying 'yes, mistress' with my cock in your ass," she said rhetorically. "I'm going to take you to Victoria's Secret, and ask the lady behind he counter to set you up, to make you a slut. How does that sound?"

He moaned. But it was too masculine for her liking. She slapped him hard across his right ass cheek. "Not girly enough. Moan again, make it much girly-er, and louder so the neighbors can hear."

He moaned again, letting out his most high-pitched one yet.

"Good bitch," she said.

His hole was nice and open for her now. She started to thrust into him slowly. "I'm going to take you to the mall, get you all dressed up, and fuck you in one of the dressing rooms with my strap on. How does that sound?" she said.

He moaned again. "Good, mistress," he said quietly, struggling to get out words as she fucked him.

"Say you want to my bitch in public, where everyone can see you."

"I want to be your bitch in public, mistress, where everyone can see me," he said.

She kept fucking him at a slow pace. "Say that you want everyone to know that I'm on top, and you're on bottom."

"I want everyone to know that you're on top and I'm on bottom," he said, with his face against the bedspread and his arms spread out to either side. His eyes were closed, but his mouth was open as his body moved and his flaccid cock danced with each of her thrusts into him.

"That's my good little slut. Is this strap on enough? Or do you want some real cock?" she asked.

"I want real cock, mommy," he said, a bit scared that such a fantasy of his would become real.

"Aw, ok, that can be arranged, honey," she cood. "I'll get a big man over her to fuck you, while I watch. You can put on a show for me."

"Mmmmm," he groaned, pressing his lips together and grabbing the bedspread. She was beginning to thrust into him faster now.

"Keep moaning, bitch, mommy's making you her little toy." She gave him a little slap on the ass.

"I know you want more, but mommy's getting tired," she said. "So after I pull out of you, I want you to take off mommy's cock, and lick mommy's cunt as she sits on your face."

"Yes, mommy," he said. His voice came a bit more high-pitched, without him even trying. "Anything you say."

She pulled out of him and kneeled on the bed. He crawled onto the bed onto his knees, and bent down to undo her strap on. "You like being mommy's slave, don't you?" she asked, as he worked with the straps.

"Yes, mommy, I do," he responded.

She stared down at him as he continued. He fumbled with the straps a bit more, nervously, until he finally got it off.

"Good," she said. "Now, get to work," she said, pointing downwards.

"Yes, mommy," he said. He got onto his back, put his face under her, and started licking.

"That's my bitch," she said, closing her eyes and soaking in the pleasure. "Good..."

He licked and licked. They were silent for while, with just the sounds of her heavy breathing and his licking and slurping. Until, eventually, she gripped his head with her thighs and pulled his face into her by his hair as she shook in orgasm for several seconds.

Her breathing slowed as she calmed. After a few more moments of quiet, someone turned off the lights as they fell into bed. They slept, with his head on her bosom and her arms around him.