Told from the perspective of the female submissive, you’re visiting your dominatrix – $name1, for a session at her private dungeon, but little do you know what she has in store for you…
I rang at $name1’s at ten o’clock. We had agreed to a 2-hour session in her private room.
$name1 took me directly to her room, without asking if I wanted a drink or too many pleasantries. She was already horny and I was too. Already dressing at home, I realized that my pussy was wet just in anticipation of what was going to unfold.
I knew we were going to make love and on top of that, there was this surprise that she had promised me and that made my mouth water, or rather my pussy.
She kissed me for a long time, stroking my body like a man would, fondling my breasts, kneading my buttocks, spreading my panties so that she could slide her fingers into my pussy, penetrating me.
At the same time, she undressed me little by little, lowering my panties that I stepped over to get rid of them, opening my dress and sliding it to my feet, undoing my bra by kissing my nipples.
When I was naked in front of her, she ordered me to get on the bed and sit on my heels. She took a blindfold from the nightstand and adjusted it over my eyes.
From that moment on, I couldn’t see what she was doing. I could only trust my other senses, especially hearing, to figure out what was going on. I heard her pull something else out of the drawer, but I had no idea what.
She asked me to lean on my hands and raise my knees slightly. I felt she put a rope around my thighs and legs, to keep them folded.
She tied a second rope to the first, which ran from my back and went around my waist. Thus, the first rope was held backward, preventing it from sliding forward.
I could still more or less open my thighs and close them, but I couldn’t stand up. I kept my heels glued to my butt.
$name1 placed my arms behind my back and tied my wrists to the rope around my waist. She tipped me forward. My head fell back on a pillow.
My feet took off from the mattress. My ass was erect. My knees served as a pivot but because of the weight of my chest, I remained in this position of helpless submission, and could not stand up without help.
$name1 asked me to open my mouth.
She lifted my head to put a rubber band around my neck and put a gag between my jaws. It was a kind of plastic ball.
I could still moan but I couldn’t speak.
I’m going to fuck you with a strap-on.
$name1 said assertively. I heard her undress and then the clicks of the harness buckle. I had already seen this kind of device on the internet, and I imagined it with a kind of solid leather garter belt and a rigid dildo attached to her pussy.
Without much warning, she entered me with the dummy cock, holding me at the hips.
It must have been big, in any case much bigger than my husband’s cock. I thought if she got into my pussy easily enough, my ass would be different, and I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to take it.
While she was kissing me quietly, she was greasing my little hole with something cold.
She spread it widely around my rose, spreading the line.
She was entering my ass with a finger, probably her middle finger.
When she felt I was ready, she took the dildo out of my vagina and placed it on my second hole. She began a slow but inexorable piercing maneuver.
She had to hold the false member with one hand.
I felt that on the other, she was pulling on my flesh to open up and enter the cock a few millimeters deeper.
I couldn’t protest, just whimper because it was painful, even though $name1 was taking infinite precautions.
She took out the acorn although it seemed to me that he was already quite engaged.
She lubricated my ass again and seated herself for a second attempt. It sank quickly enough to the level already reached and took advantage of the additional lubrication to slide the cylinder a little further.
$name1 pushed again and the mandrel engaged little by little until it seemed to come up against the bottom of my hole.
$name1 turned the tail up, looked for a passage, found it, and continued to enter even further, probably in my intestine. I could feel the touch of the leather straps of the garter belt.
There it is. Congratulations! You’ve got 8 thick inches inside your whore ass.
She withdrew, just as gently as she had entered. She amused herself by going back and forth, alternately opening and closing my hole.
I couldn’t swallow my saliva anymore because of the gag. It was dripping from my mouth and wet the sheet under my cheek.
Someone was heard ringing at the door. I would have thought $name1 was going to let the bell ring until the intruder got discouraged and left. But I heard her get off the bed and say out loud that she was coming.
I was amazed because when she went to open it, the visitor could not fail to see me. All the doors from the entrance were open and from the room, you could see the bed very well. However, I was helpless, unable to sit up, unable to speak.
I heard the sound of the lock. Someone entered. The door was closed.
Make yourself comfortable. She’s ready.
I understood that $name1 was talking about me, either to a stranger she saw or to several people. My heart rate quickened.
I felt the presence of someone coming closer to me.
You are going to sell yourself to four friends. They are going to pay you to fuck you, to fuck you, and to get sucked. Of course, all the money they give you will be yours. I want you to feel like a real whore, and real whores don’t pick their clients.
Random hands caressed my face, my cheeks, my lips parted by the gag, my chin.
A man was rubbing his cock against my cheek. He placed it next to the plastic ball that opened my mouth.
He undid the elastic and in the same movement, took out the ball and retracted his penis. I couldn’t really protest or suck it given my position with one side of my head on the pillow, but the gag had been replaced by his member.
They took my waist and a real cock filled my pussy.
The man fucked me without restraint, seeming in a hurry to empty himself into me.
He left my waist to grab my chest. I imagined him on his knees behind me, giving great strokes of the pelvis, ramming my vagina at full speed, pulling on my breasts.
I heard him blow harder and harder, moaning and then screaming his pleasure and I felt him squirt several times as he threw his ass forward and crushed my breasts against the bed.
He withdrew. Another took his place, but instead of taking me in my pussy, he entered my ass, my ass that $name1 had stretched out earlier.
He sodomized me without a problem so much $name1’s dildo had opened my ass.
I regularly felt his balls tossing around. He also ejaculated pretty quickly and I felt his cum fill my ass.
The one in my mouth pulled away. Someone started to untie me. They took off my blindfold.
It’s then I saw that I wasn’t alone with $name1, but four other men had joined us.
I rolled onto my back, stretched out my legs, massaged my calves and knees. The man pushed my feet aside and took a seat between my thighs.
I didn’t even think of protesting and he put me on without difficulty. Unlike the other two for whom I had only been two holes for two cocks, he made love to me.
He stroked my breasts, sucked them, released my hair, looked me in the eyes, and at the same time took me slowly but vigorously.
The bestiality of others and then the tenderness of it put me in a state of excitement such that I wanted to enjoy myself.
My unknown partner was attentive and he saw the transformations of my gaze which became more and more imploring.
I also saw in his eyes that he was slowly losing ground. I opened my thighs more, I hollowed out my back, I put my hands on her buttocks and we looked at each other as the pleasure came.
I felt him ejaculate in me and his first squirts, the contraction of his buttocks, his glassy gaze, his cry of pleasure made me come in turn. I squeezed my fingers into the flesh of his ass as if I wanted to drain his balls into me.
He lay on top of me and kissed me. Then he stood up.
They let me breathe.
$name1 sat on the bed near my face. She kissed me. She then explained to me that the last of the four men wanted to be sucked.
She recommended that I do this professionally as if I were a prostitute.
The man was standing on the other side of the bed.
I placed my left hand under the balls as if I wanted to weigh them, and I surrounded them gently.
With my right hand, I took hold of his cock and gently jerked him, to harden it. After only a few back and forths, the cock was stiff and the glans purplish.
He made me want. The tip of his cock began to glisten with the first drops of precum.
I put the tip of my tongue there to retrieve it. I wanted to feel this congested bulb filling my palate and I swallowed it up.
I had my mouth full. I sucked on the cock like it was like an ice cream that you can fit in your mouth whole.
The man took my left hand and brought it between his buttocks. He wanted me to play with his prostate.
I put my middle finger on his asshole and pushed hard to force it dry.
He gave a little cry when I managed to puncture him. My finger sank with difficulty, lack of lubricant.
The man flexed his thighs, which opened him more.
He lifted his head, breathed through his half-open mouth, and moaned. He wanted me to give him pleasure and I wanted to satisfy him.
I continued to milk his member, impatiently awaiting the first squirt. I had a gaping mouth, my tongue sticking out, waiting to receive his seed.
The moan grew louder. The ejaculation was getting closer. I squeezed her buttocks to stimulate her ass, even more, I squeezed the shaft and slightly accelerated the pace of my back and forth.
The man roared and I got cum on my nose which fell on my tongue. I swallowed him like a champion, already ready to receive the second wave.
I let it pile up and then swallowed it whole. Showing my empty tongue off with pride.
The four men got dressed and left, leaving $name1 and me alone.
We stayed a long time without speaking. I think she wasn’t sure what my reaction was to her surprise.
I had cheated on my husband, not only with a woman but now also with men.
And then $name1 had received the money in exchange for my favors.
So, I was both a cheat and a prostitute at the same time. But at the same time, it was this apparent unreality, this rapidity in debasement that subjugated me – and I loved it.