“You silly little twit. Did you
really think I was going to let you play with yourself today?”
Mistress had a bit of malice in her voice as she walked around me.
She had me beg her to remove my chastity belt so that I may
masturbate and had me doing that for twenty minutes straight.
Considering I've been in that belt for a month now and haven't came
that entire time I was full on crying for to let me out of it for
playtime. But she just wanted to see me crumble like I did.
For the last thirty days the only time
it came off was to clean myself or to defecate. Both times she would
watch me intently making sure my fingers didn't stray and that there
was no chance of me playing with myself. It was a punishment for my
misdeeds.
Hooking a finger through my collar
ring she pulled me towards the loveseat and sat me down beside her.
Cuddling me gently as I leaned against her she pulled out her phone
and showed me the pictures once again. Me sucking a cock, me licking
a mans asshole, my asshole being filled by one guy as I sucked off
another and then the video they made of themselves cumming on my
face. My eyes and mouth wide as I grinned when their spunk
splattered over me. How I played with it and slurped what I could
down as the rest dripped. “Oh look, you fucking two guys while I
was out of town. Remember? When you were given explicit orders not
to do so.”
“Yes Mistress, I was very wrong in
disobeying you.” I muttered out softly.
“You were paid for this as well.
Selling yourself out like a gutter whore. Was it worth it?”
“No Mistress, it was not worth it at
all.”
“Now don't get me wrong, you are a
whore, but you are MY whore. I am the one who arranges who gets to
fuck you, whose cum you swallow, who gets to stretch your asshole
open. I really don't see why this is so hard for you to grasp.”
“I was stupid Mistress. Only
thinking of myself and not of you or your wishes.” I was crying
again. We have almost this same conversation every night. Every
night I end up sobbing.
“Oh don't worry dear. Eventually
I'll let you out. Anyways tell me about your day, how many guys did
you suck off down at the gloryhole?”
“Sixteen Mistress.”
“Oh my very busy indeed. Sixteen
loads of cum in that little belly.” She rubbed her hand over my
stomach and patted it. Then she slid her hand down to my crotch and
tapped my belt, “Bet you wish those were down in here though don't
you?”
I nod and try not to cry anymore.
She picked my leash up off the back of
the couch and hooked it to my collar. Then motioned for me to stand
and led me through the house to the bathroom. Pointing for me to
kneel at a certain point in the floor she sighed a bit. “I've had
to much to tea so you need to drink my piss dear. Take off my
panties.”
Sliding my hands up along her legs I
reached up under her skirt and tugged on the thin string of her
panties. It was her turn to bite her lip as she watched me. As
those panties slide down she pulled her skirt up higher exposing her
smooth slick pussy. Then with a push of her hand on the back of my
head my face pressed up against it with my mouth wide open. She
adjusted her position a bit and then relaxed and that flood of hot
liquid streamed forth. I swallowed down as much as I could, choking
on it some but it was still to much. With a chuckle she moved her
hips up and and finished pissing over my face, forehead and into my
hair leaving me a piss dripping mess.
Standing back a bit and admiring her
handiwork she wiped and tossed it on the floor in front of me. “Clean
the floor and yourself up and be in my bedroom as quickly as
possible. I still get to cum all I want and your tongue is going to
bring me several tonight. You've been obedient for a month now, keep
it up and I may think of actually letting you have a single orgasm
sometime this week.... maybe.”
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