Graceful Submission
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It was a lazy,bright and Saturday morning. I was home alone doing housework, wearing my favorite lounge clothes, an over sized mens black button up shirt and my favorite pair of black boy shorts. The windows and front door were open, letting in the morning sunshine. I had just finished the dishes and was walking past the front room when I saw that crisp white uniform walking up the drive. It was the tall young recruiter from last week.
I instantly had a "cat who ate the canary" grin upon my face. My eyes lighting up when he reached for the door. I opened it for him, happy to see him again and ignoring my partial state of undress. "To what do I owe this visit"? I asked.
He replied,"I'm here to speak with Dylan". "He's not here right now", "is there anything I can help you with"?
"I thought you'd never ask", he said breathlessly as he closed the distance between us and we embraced passionately. He leaned down and claimed my mouth with his. A hot searing kiss that bruised my lips in a delicious way.
I took his hand and led him upstairs to my dungeon. A spare room we had converted to acomodate a St. Andrews cross, and a massage table. I led him into the dimly lit room and closed the door behind us, entering into full seductive dominatrix mode. I made him strip for me. Slowly,so I could inspect his young hard body at my leisure.
The moment his crisp slacks slid past his muscular thighs, his cock sprang forth from its confines. Fully erect and already weeping to be touched. I told him to stand straight, legs apart, and hands clasped behind his back. He was very good at obeying orders. I circled him like a lioness would circle her prey. Inspecting, waiting for the right moment to make my move. I ran a long manicured finger down his spine, watching the goose bumps pop up along his arms.
I walked around in front of him,grabbed his balls and squeezed. He didn't move, but made a sharp intake of breath. His cock weeping even more for me. This excited me,so I stroked it briefly, feeling the warmth of his cock in my hand. He moaned for me, thrusting himself into my hand. I slapped his cock roughly, admonishing him for taking such a liberty as to thrust himself against my hand.
He straightened up once more, daring to look me in the eyes. His blazing blue eyes turning dark and stormy, as he towered over me. I grabbed his throbbing manhood, put a hand on his chest and looked him in the eye. "You are mine. The moment you walked through the door, you became mine. Every inch of your body belongs to me until you walk out that door". "Do you understand"?
"Yes ma'am". He softly said, a sly grin upon his full luscious lips.
I took some length of blue nylon rope from the rack on the other side of the room. I proceeded to tie rope gauntlets on each of his arms, from wrist to elbow. I then did the cats paw on his ankles and made him lay on his back upon the massage table. I then secured his arms and legs with more rope to the anchors screwed into the sides of the table. I blindfolded him and put head phones on him. Taking away two of his most vital senses, heightening his sense of smell and touch.
I left him to his own thoughts for about ten minutes. Letting him test the restraints. I came back into to room and walked up to the table. I laid a hand upon his broad chest,letting him feel my presence. I walked around the table, keeping in constant contact with his body. I climbed up on the table with him. Straddling his bare waist and hips. I leaned over his chest, my long silky locks cascading down to fall upon his chest. I swayed back and forth, gliding my hair across and up and down his chest. Resting between his thighs. I licked his hip bones, watching him squirm. Then bit down hard, leaving my teeth marks upon his body. His breath was quick and shallow, and this excited me. I crawled up his chest, gliding my breasts against his body as I did so.
I straddled his shoulders, my warm pussy ever so close to his nose. I rubbed myself on him, letting him know I was excited. He tilted his head back to try to taste me, and I let him. I pressed my wanton sex against his waiting mouth. Letting him put his tongue inside of me. He gave my quivering sex long slow strokes of his tongue. I wanted more, and so I smothered his mouth with my sex.
I came in a hot rush, my juices running down his chin. I hovered above his mouth, letting him lick me clean. This caused more squirting and the process had to be started all over again until I was thoroughly licked clean of my juices. When his services were finally completed, I slid down the length of his body, grazing his cock.
I took him in my hand, stoking soft and slow. I thrust once against my hand, so I slapped his cock. He quickly apologized and lay still for me. I started my ministrations again. Stroking fast and hard, building him up for a climax. I watched his stomach muscles begin to clench and his breath quicken. I stopped stroking him, letting the sensation subside. I did this over and over again in the span of 20 minutes. The last time I stroked him, I knew he was so very close to orgasm. I took his cock in my hand and guided him into my aching pussy. Sliding down on his length till he was balls deep within me. I rode him for all I was worth. Reaching back to rub his balls, helping to intensify his building orgasm. His breath quickened once more, his stomach flexed, and he thrust his hips up into me. Spilling his hot creamy load deep inside.
I climbed off him and stood next to the table. I undid his restraints and took off the blindfold and the earphones. He sat up slowly and gave me a wicked grin. "We must do this again,Mistress."
"I agree". I replied, and left the room for him to get dressed.
I instantly had a "cat who ate the canary" grin upon my face. My eyes lighting up when he reached for the door. I opened it for him, happy to see him again and ignoring my partial state of undress. "To what do I owe this visit"? I asked.
He replied,"I'm here to speak with Dylan". "He's not here right now", "is there anything I can help you with"?
"I thought you'd never ask", he said breathlessly as he closed the distance between us and we embraced passionately. He leaned down and claimed my mouth with his. A hot searing kiss that bruised my lips in a delicious way.
I took his hand and led him upstairs to my dungeon. A spare room we had converted to acomodate a St. Andrews cross, and a massage table. I led him into the dimly lit room and closed the door behind us, entering into full seductive dominatrix mode. I made him strip for me. Slowly,so I could inspect his young hard body at my leisure.
The moment his crisp slacks slid past his muscular thighs, his cock sprang forth from its confines. Fully erect and already weeping to be touched. I told him to stand straight, legs apart, and hands clasped behind his back. He was very good at obeying orders. I circled him like a lioness would circle her prey. Inspecting, waiting for the right moment to make my move. I ran a long manicured finger down his spine, watching the goose bumps pop up along his arms.
I walked around in front of him,grabbed his balls and squeezed. He didn't move, but made a sharp intake of breath. His cock weeping even more for me. This excited me,so I stroked it briefly, feeling the warmth of his cock in my hand. He moaned for me, thrusting himself into my hand. I slapped his cock roughly, admonishing him for taking such a liberty as to thrust himself against my hand.
He straightened up once more, daring to look me in the eyes. His blazing blue eyes turning dark and stormy, as he towered over me. I grabbed his throbbing manhood, put a hand on his chest and looked him in the eye. "You are mine. The moment you walked through the door, you became mine. Every inch of your body belongs to me until you walk out that door". "Do you understand"?
"Yes ma'am". He softly said, a sly grin upon his full luscious lips.
I took some length of blue nylon rope from the rack on the other side of the room. I proceeded to tie rope gauntlets on each of his arms, from wrist to elbow. I then did the cats paw on his ankles and made him lay on his back upon the massage table. I then secured his arms and legs with more rope to the anchors screwed into the sides of the table. I blindfolded him and put head phones on him. Taking away two of his most vital senses, heightening his sense of smell and touch.
I left him to his own thoughts for about ten minutes. Letting him test the restraints. I came back into to room and walked up to the table. I laid a hand upon his broad chest,letting him feel my presence. I walked around the table, keeping in constant contact with his body. I climbed up on the table with him. Straddling his bare waist and hips. I leaned over his chest, my long silky locks cascading down to fall upon his chest. I swayed back and forth, gliding my hair across and up and down his chest. Resting between his thighs. I licked his hip bones, watching him squirm. Then bit down hard, leaving my teeth marks upon his body. His breath was quick and shallow, and this excited me. I crawled up his chest, gliding my breasts against his body as I did so.
I straddled his shoulders, my warm pussy ever so close to his nose. I rubbed myself on him, letting him know I was excited. He tilted his head back to try to taste me, and I let him. I pressed my wanton sex against his waiting mouth. Letting him put his tongue inside of me. He gave my quivering sex long slow strokes of his tongue. I wanted more, and so I smothered his mouth with my sex.
I came in a hot rush, my juices running down his chin. I hovered above his mouth, letting him lick me clean. This caused more squirting and the process had to be started all over again until I was thoroughly licked clean of my juices. When his services were finally completed, I slid down the length of his body, grazing his cock.
I took him in my hand, stoking soft and slow. I thrust once against my hand, so I slapped his cock. He quickly apologized and lay still for me. I started my ministrations again. Stroking fast and hard, building him up for a climax. I watched his stomach muscles begin to clench and his breath quicken. I stopped stroking him, letting the sensation subside. I did this over and over again in the span of 20 minutes. The last time I stroked him, I knew he was so very close to orgasm. I took his cock in my hand and guided him into my aching pussy. Sliding down on his length till he was balls deep within me. I rode him for all I was worth. Reaching back to rub his balls, helping to intensify his building orgasm. His breath quickened once more, his stomach flexed, and he thrust his hips up into me. Spilling his hot creamy load deep inside.
I climbed off him and stood next to the table. I undid his restraints and took off the blindfold and the earphones. He sat up slowly and gave me a wicked grin. "We must do this again,Mistress."
"I agree". I replied, and left the room for him to get dressed.
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