Valentines Day Virus
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Mistress Dyvia's Valentine's Day Rose free porn video
Synopsis: Mistress Dyvia spends her valentines day with Aaron and
Veronica.
Disclaimer: this is my story, hence it is my intellectual property, do
not post elsewhere without my permission. This story is for adults, and
should be treated as such, at the moment it should only be available at
fictionmania.tv and mistressdyvia.com
For those submissives out there you have rules to follow.
1. For the duration of this story, you belong to me and thus you are my
property. And if you choose to send feedback at the end my ownership
extends to the point where you press, "send."
2.You will say "Yes Mistress Dyvia" anytime that Aaron or Veronica does.
3. Before reading this you must be aroused.
4. You will either have a rose in your left hand (whether a piece of
paper with a picture, drawn or photo, or a real one), or a lipstick on
your lips with a color closely resembling a rose's.
5.If you choose to send an email to me giving comments about this story,
you will tell me how well you did in following the instructions above,
including signing your name with "your property,"
Now without any further, waiting:
Mistress Dyvia Presents:
Mistress Dyvia's Valentine's Day Rose.
Hello darlings, I'm delighted to sit here with you again. You are always
so kind to me. Now Valentines is coming, so you best be in a sexy or
romantic mood. Guys you had best your girl, at the very least a nice
rose. More if you're smarter.
So I guess you would like to hear a little Valentine's Day story, huh?
Okay, I'd love to tell one anyway. I was just putting the finishing
touches to my own Valentine's Day outfit. Looking in the mirror, I was
wearing a nice bright red, full-length evening gown, black stocking, with
red high heels. I had a nice gold necklace that hung to my just below my
collarbone. It had three straps over each shoulder, which I found cute.
My hair was put into a bun on the top of my head. My eyes were done in
pinks and my lips in a bright red to match my dress, and both my
fingernails, and my toenails matched my lipstick. I thought I looked
sexy. I finished the look, as I said at the beginning of the paragraph,
with a pink bow around my bun. It was valentines after all; pink and red
are essential.
Aaron wanted to make me a dinner, and I agreed to it, but he made me
promise to stay on this side of the door to my bedroom. Luckily I have
an adjoining bathroom. So I was all made up, and sat on my bed and
opened up a book waiting for him to knock. Usually it's not a good idea
to keep a mistress waiting, but for the sake of romance that will most
likely lead to kinky fun I'm usually willing to be patient.
**knock knock
I smiled, "Yes?"
"Good evening, this is Aaron."
I opened the door. "Hi Aaron," I said with enthusiasm.
"Hi Dyvia," he said as he offered me a dozen beautiful, long stemmed, red
roses, "these are for you."
"Awww. They're beautiful." I took them eagerly and inhaled deeply.
"Thank you so much."
"You are welcome."
He then offered out his arm, and I put my hand through it. He led me
back to the kitchen. He had really out done himself. Filet Mignon,
Chicken cordon bleu, shrimp scampi, carrots, corn, peas, potatoes, rice,
pasta, freshly cooked rolls, both white and wheat.
I smiled as I opened the cabinet for a vase, and poured some water into
it, "You know there is no way I'm going to eat everything here." I
opened up the flowers, "You way out did yourself, Aaron." And put the
roses into the vase.
"Thank You Dyvia." He took the vase from me and put it into the center
of the table. "I just wanted you to have plenty to choose from." He
then lit to candles, and pulled out a chair, offering it to me.
"Thank You." I sat down and pushed me in gently. I took a napkin and
laid it across my lap as he walked to the available food. "What would
you like?"
Admittedly, I started with an "uhhh..." but I made up my mind quickly
enough. And he quickly made my plate for me. I waited patiently for him
to make up his. He sat down, and I was very impressed with his manners.
Held his fork in his left hand cut with his right, put his knife down,
took his fork in his right hand, and ate. He kept his left hand on his
lap unless cutting his meat. Such little things that have go unnoticed
these days, but it shows a bit of sophistication. He only took bites of
food when I did, and he took small bites. I was very impressed. And on
valentines, that sophistication can be quite romantic. Even at the end
of the meal, when I stopped eating, so had he.
He said that he would clean up in the kitchen, and I could watch
television or relax until he was ready. I stepped back into my bedroom,
and quickly stripped my clothes off. I was sooooo turned on. I was
pulling out his girl-self tonight whether he wanted it or not. I was
still seeing in pink and reds. I opened up my wardrobe, almost
everything was going to be red, A red corset, red latex opera gloves, red
ankle-high boots with a four inch heel, red garters, pink stockings, a
pink choker, and dark red lips. I took a red lip pencil and drew a very
small heart under my left cheek.
Just as I was looking at myself in the mirror, my hair still in a bun
with the pink bow, I heard him say, "Dyvia, I'm all done, I got a movie
for us to watch."
I called out to him, "Be right there."
I walked out, made sure my heels were clicking nice and loudly. He stood
up and turned around to face me, his mouth dropped as I swayed my hips.
He was lost for words; I smiled, put my weight on one foot, and stuck out
my other a bit, "What are you gawking at?"
He stammered out a, "Mistress Dyvia?"
"That's right, Aaron."
"B-b-but..."
"No 'buts,' you got me excited, so you'll just have to pay the price." I
tried to not laugh, and was barely able to contain myself.
With what seemed like a mix of resignation and eagerness he said, "yes
Mistress." I love hearing that. But I'm sure you know that already.
"Take off all your clothes." And he did so. I grabbed him by his
penis... I mean I grabbed him by his cock, it sounds more sexual that
way. Anyway I grabbed him by his cock and led him back to my bedroom.
He was already smooth, so no worries there. I sat him down on my bed. I
walked into my bathroom, and grabbed a few pieces of makeup. I threw
them on the bed beside him. He was as solid as rock.
I was mostly in red with a little pink; he was going to be mostly in
pinks with a little red. I went into my closet and pulled him out a pink
wig to get him started. It was short, but it was cute. I put it over his
head. I did his make up in pinks, with a shiny pink lipstick. A little
blush, though he didn't need it at all. I put his feet into pink six-
inch heels. I pulled out a pair of breast forms and used a little
adhesive to stick them to his chest. I liked his cock that hard right
now, it gave off the sex smell. It aroused me. But it meant no panties
for him. Instead I pulled out a pink butt plug that had a little mettle
loop at the end. I put a pink corset on him, not a real one, more of a
lingerie one. Took a little pressure from his 'tits' off his chest. I
put a pink garter on him, with red stockings. I glued fake nails on his
fingers and painted them pink. I put a little gold bracelet on his left
hand that said "property of Mistress Dyvia." Then I locked a four-inch
posture collar around his neck. In my nightstand I had some long chains,
I hooked two to D rings on his front left side and ran them down his
chest, down his stomach and along either side of his cock and clasped
them to his butt plug. I took a third chain and clasped it from the back
of his collar to his butt plug. Using bondage tape I attached his wrists
together while his left and right hands were doing their best to touch
the opposite arm's elbows behind his back. I snuggly secured another
chain from his wrists to the butt plug, and as a final piece of amusement
for myself; I attached a chain to each of his ankles, and padlocked them
in place (as well as locking him into his heels), and attached them to
his wrist. Essentially whenever he would try to walk, or adjust his
arms, it would cause him to make the butt plug squirm inside of him, but
since they were attached to his collar, it would never come out. I put a
2-inch ring gag in his mouth, and said, "You're Veronica now."
I grabbed her cock and pulled, until she stood up. I attached a leash to
her collar and led her back to the living room. The DVD player had shut
off, but I sat her down next to me and turned it back on. I wasn't sure
what it was, but since it was valentines, it had to be a romance movie,
so I said, "If I cry, I fuck you with this," and I pulled out an 8 inch
strap-on from inside the coffee table drawer. Yeah I know I'm a horny
girl, I get toys all over the place, you don't even want to know what's
in my freezer, well maybe you do, just not tonight. "But if you cry,
maybe I'll let you fuck me up the ass with it." It was fair. So I
pressed the 'play' button. The movie was Meet Joe Black. As it started
I grabbed a small bowl of strawberries and some hot chocolate syrup. I
was dipping them in the chocolate. I looked at her; she looked like she
wanted some.
"One grunt for 'yes,' Veronica, two for 'no,'" do you want some?" She
grunted once. "Well, that could be tricky." I paused the movie, got up
and threw a few strawberries and a some chocolate syrup into a blender
and made a rather gooey smoothie, I poured it into a bowl like my
chocolate one, I tasted it, a bit more chocolaty than I planned, but it
was fine. I sat down beside her and grabbed, yup, you guessed it,
another dildo, it was small 5-inches with a 1-inch girth, but I dipped
the tip of it into the smoothie, and slid into her mouth through the ring
gag. I resumed the movie alternating between myself dipping a strawberry
into chocolate and dipping her dildo into a smoothie and letting her
suckle it. I ran out of strawberries shortly there after, and only gave
him one more suckle, before putting them away. Before long I was
engrossed in this movie, which lasted over three hours. And at the end,
I was crying, so I was going to fuck Veronica, but to my surprise so did
she. Which means she was going to fuck me in my ass, well I know how to
enjoy that, but I couldn't just let her have the top position could I?
I brought her down to the playroom and attached the strap-on around her
waist and tucking her still rock hard penis out of the way. I tied her
to an "x" frame, and moved a table up to her. "Here's the deal Veronica,
I'm going to lay myself out here, and I'm going to use the palm of my
hands to make a beat, on the table, every time I hit the table with my
hand, you will thrust into me, got it?" Grunt.
I used plenty of lube on the dildo as well as my own ass, and slid myself
onto it, I felt nice and full. I rapped on the table. Veronica went
out and then in. What a good girl.
Rapp... Rapp... Rapp... Rapp... I kept at a nice pace for a while, but
found myself after a while getting into a nice divergent rhythm.
RappRappRapp... Rapp... RappRapp...RappRappRapp... Rapp... RappRapp... As
I rapidly approached my own climax it just turned into a steady motion of
RappRappRappRappRappRapp.
When I finally climaxed, I slid myself off of her, and I tied her hands
to her knees. I attached her collar to the table so her ass was on
sticking out, and her penis almost pointed down. I used a spreader bar
to keep her feet exactly two feet apart and attached each end of it to
the table legs. I finally removed her ring gag, and gave her these
rules; "You will call for me to fuck you, whenever you feel that I'm not
giving my full effort or whenever I slow down. And you will tell me when
you are about to cum."
"Yes Mistress Dyvia."
With that and liberal usage of some lube, I began to fuck her. In and
out. She grunted, she moaned, sometimes she even screamed. But my
favorite part was when she called out "fuck me Mistress Dyvia! Please
fuck me hard!!" It didn't take too long for her to cry out, "I'm going
to cum!" That's when I slowed down, and grabbed a wine glass, and put it
to the tip of her engorged cock, I was thrusting into her long and deep
and slow thrusts, and she squirted into my wine glass. When she was all
done, I counted down as I gave her ten final long, slow, and deep
thrusts, and pulled out of her.
I took off her restraints and told her that she did well, "Thank you
Mistress." I went back to the kitchen and saw the roses; I grabbed two,
as well as one more wine glass and a bottle of wine. I put the empty wine
glass next to the cum filled one, and poured wine into both of them. I
put a rose into her left hand as I held one in my left hand; I took the
plain wine glass and held it up to her, "To Valentine's Day, Veronica."
And I watched to see if she would take the cum and wine filled glass...
The End.
I know... I'm a bit sadistic. Guess you'll just have to either assume
that she did what you would do in my presence, or you'll have to ask me.
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