The Mimosa
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I lay prostrated before her throne, my head down and arms extended forward. All I can see is the hard ground, my hands and forearms placed firmly against the cement. The muscles in my back flex slightly as I remain in position. My knees had almost become numb as they pressed into the ground, my naked body prepared to service my mistress however she saw fit.
The door to the dungeon opened and I could hear the heavy, powerful steps of my mistress. I couldn’t see her but I knew she was wearing heavy boots as each step echoed throughout the room. With every step she made to her throne I grew more curious as to how she planned to use the boots.
The steps stopped so I knew she reached her throne. I remained in position, doing my best not to move an inch as I was instructed. Simply knowing my mistress was now in the same room had my passions stirring.
“You have obeyed your first command, slave,” Mistress Mimosa said. There was a small pause before she added, “You will be required to obey a great deal more to earn any reward from me.”
“Yes Mistress Mimosa,” I replied, remaining in position.
“Raise yourself, hands on your thighs, slave,” Mistress Mimosa commanded.
I rose from the prostrated position, moving into a more traditional kneeling position with my hands on my thighs. My eyes were greeted with a spectacular treat. Seated upon a tall, black throne was Mistress Mimosa. I was correct about her black boots which extended up her calves. Her gorgeous legs were covered in black fishnet stocking that must have gone from her boot-covered feet up to just below her belly button. Covering her magnificent breasts was a lace bra that matched her all-black outfit.
My eyes moved up her body to her face. Mistress Mimosa’s face took my breath away. Her plump lips sent shivers down my spine just thinking about kissing them. Her nose had a spectacular gold hoop piercing in the left nostril. Mistress Mimosa’s eyes could steal my soul; the longer I looked into them the more I wanted to give of myself to her. Her gorgeous red hair fell to just above her dress and seemed to radiate power.
“What do you see, slave?” Mistress Mimosa asked me.
What a simple yet complex question I thought to myself. What should I say I wondered. What does my mistress want me to say I asked myself. I decided that I’d rather be punished for honesty than rewarded for deception.
“A powerful, stunning woman that I will do anything for,” I reply meaning every single word.
Mistress Mimosa sat with that for a moment, my nerves tensing as I wondered how she’d respond.
“An appreciated response, slave,” Mistress Mimosa said, satisfied with my response.
Mistress Mimosa adjusted herself in her throne, crossing her right leg over her left.
“Crawl to me, slave,” Mistress Mimosa ordered.
I make no hesitation to heed the order from my mistress, my deepest desire to obey. Crawling along the cement floor is not a physically pleasant experience, but my body is at the service of my mistress. However it is made to feel it is in honor of my mistress.
The crawl is not long as I stop just before my mistress, returning to my kneeling position with my hands on my thighs. I keep my head angled so I’m looking at the feet of my mistress, eye contact is a privilege not yet given at this close range.
“Kiss,” Mistress Mimosa commanded, a black boot lifting within inches of my face.
I lean forward and place my lips against the right boot of my mistress, kissing it softly. The boot was an extension of my mistress and it brought me great joy to have the honor of kissing it.
“Kiss,” Mistress Mimosa commanded, her left black boot replacing her right in front of my face.
I happily obeyed again, placing my lips softly against the left boot to give it a kiss. Once my lips parted from the boot, my mistress placed her boot against my chest. Her push was forceful but only enough to clearly indicate what she wanted. I followed the force of her boot and moved onto my back, lying flat on the cold, cement floor.
My mistress moved with her heavy boot steps to my head, stepping over me so I had a boot on each side of my head. My mistress lifted her right boot and steadied it over my mouth.
“Lick,” Mistress Mimosa ordered.
I obeyed, licking the bottom of her black boot. The feeling of submission sent shivers down my body, my cock twitching as they did.
Placing her right boot firmly on the ground, my mistress moved her left boot over my face.
“Lick,” Mistress Mimosa ordered.
I obeyed without hesitation again, my tongue running along the bottom of the boot of my mistress. This act caused a similar action from my body, the feeling of submission sending more shivers of pleasure down my body.
“Good, slave,” Mistress Mimosa said down to me.
Her praise gave me more pleasure, my cock twitching as I was a good slave for her. I felt like an object, an object for her entertainment and pleasure if I was lucky.
My mistress walked back to her throne, taking a seat as I remained on my back.
“Your cock tells me you are enjoying your submission, slave,” Mistress Mimosa said.
“Very much, Mistress Mimosa,” I replied from the ground.
“Come to me and remove my boots, slave,” Mistress Mimosa commanded.
I moved back to my knees and crawled to my mistress, getting in place to obey her command. My mistress placed her right boot into my lap and I immediately began undoing her boot. It didn’t take me long before I was sliding her first boot off to reveal more of her beautiful leg and to my surprise a fishnet-covered foot, no sock.
“The next one, slave,” Mistress Mimosa ordered as she swapped her barefoot with her booted foot.
I made quick work of the second boot as well, wanting to give my mistress relief from their confines and allow her other foot to breathe. The boot came off to reveal the second foot of my mistress. It looked incredibly sexy covered in the fishnets, my mouth watering with anticipation.
I clearly didn’t hide my desire well as my mistress asked. “Do you see something you want, slave?”
“Yes, Mistress Mimosa,” I replied.
“What do you want with those?” Mistress Mimosa asked, wiggling her beautiful toes as she asked, the red nail polish catching the light as if to draw me in.
“To please them, mistress,” I replied, imagining her magnificent feet in my hands, my mouth, and on my body.
These thoughts made my body heat up and my cock twitch with excitement.
“Good, slave,” Mistress Mimosa praised as she lifted her right foot onto my shoulder.
She gently ran her right foot along my shoulder until it reached my face. Twisting it slightly, she pressed the sole of her foot against my face. Warmth seemed to spread through my body from my left cheek where the sole of her right foot was placed.
My mistress gently rubbed the sole of her foot against my bearded face, the stimulation radiating pleasure throughout my body.
Slipping her foot from my face, my mistress moved it in front of me and said, “It’s not going to rub itself, slave.”
I took her foot in my hands, starting my massage gently. My left hand wrapped over her foot to caress the top of her foot, while the thumb of my left hand works the sole. My right hand was predominantly on the sole of her foot, paying attention to the heel.
My mistress eased back into her throne, my hands working methodically to make sure I was relieving any stress my mistress might have stored in her glorious foot.
“Switch,” Mistress Mimosa ordered, slipping her right foot out of my hands and moving her left foot into it.
I took hold of the left foot of my mistress, and like her right foot, I started gently and built the pressure over time. Being too anxious could result in causing my mistress discomfort as opposed to relaxation, and that’s the last thing I wanted.
My mistress seemed to relax a bit more on her throne, my hands beginning to apply a bit more pressure to her beautiful foot. As my hand continued on her left foot, her right foot slid back onto my shoulder. My mistress placed her right foot back against my bearded face, and began to gently rub the sole of her foot against my face again.
“You take good care of your beard, slave,” Mistress Mimosa complimented.
“Thank you, Mistress Mimosa,” I replied, having her right foot against my face and her left foot in my hands causing my cock to become fully erect.
The pressure and pace of my massage increased on her left foot and she increased the stimulation of her right foot on my bearded face.
Mistress Mimosa’s right foot slipped from my cheek and she placed her right big toe on my lips then commanded, “Open.”
I opened my mouth, accepting her fishnet-covered right big toe into my mouth as my hands continued massaging her left foot.
“Suck,” Mistress Mimosa commanded.
I happily obeyed, sucking on her right big toe hungrily.
“Show me how much you’ve been craving my feet in your mouth, slave,” Mistress Mimosa commanded from her throne.
My hunger is obvious as I took her toe into my mouth, sucking it while running my tongue along the underside of her toe. I took her next two toes into my mouth, sucking hungrily as my tongue slid along the underside of each toe.
“Mmm you have a hungry little mouth, slave,” Mistress Mimosa moaned out as I pleasured one foot with my mouth and the other with my hands.
Mistress Mimosa pushed her foot more into my mouth, her final two toes slipping in. My mouth felt stretched and I focused more on licking the underside of her foot since it had become more difficult to suck.
“Switch, slave,” Mistress Mimosa ordered as she slipped her right foot from my mouth and replaced it with her left big toe.
I began sucking her left big toe, taking it deeply into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around her big toe before paying close attention to the underside as I continued sucking.
Mistress Mimosa didn’t put her right foot into my hands, but instead placed it against my chest and flexed her foot and toes against me. The pressure of her foot on my body excited me, and in my enthusiasm, I took two more of her toes into my mouth.
Mistress Mimosa slid her right foot down my torso, lingering on my abs as she flexed her toes on my body again. The feeling of her foot moving down me sent tingles of pleasure through my body, and caused my already rock-hard cock to throb.
“Your cock loves when you are in your proper place, slave,” Mistress Mimosa said. “It hasn’t even been touched but it is rock hard,” Mistress Mimosa pointed out as her foot slid further down but not reaching my cock.
Slipping her left foot further into my mouth, my mistress teased around my cock with her right foot. I kept my tongue working on her left foot as her right foot touched every inch of me around my cock. I thought a few times she was going to graze me with her big toe, but it would find another destination instead.
“Take my whole foot, slave,” Mistress Mimosa commanded, pushing her foot deeper into my mouth.
My eyes rolled back as I took as much of her magnificent foot as I could. My throat tightened as saliva accumulated on my lips and chin, taking her foot deeper into my mouth.
When I get more accustomed to Mistress Mimosa’s foot deep in my mouth, my eyes came back to looking forward and I saw that my mistress was rubbing her pussy through her fishnets. The sight of my mistress pleasuring herself while I worshipped her feet caused my cock to throb further.
My mistress continued making her teasing circles around my cock and I sucked her foot hungrily, my tongue licking the underside of her foot with renewed vigor knowing she was working her incredible pussy.
“Keep it up, slave,” Mistress Mimosa ordered, her hand working faster on her panty-covered pussy.
I did as I was told, a fire burning in me to keep it up even as my mouth was stretched and my tongue throbbed from its continued work. My body's made for her and thoughts of pleasing my mistress made any pain or discomfort an afterthought.
Mistress Mimosa leaned back in her throne, driving herself closer to orgasm as her foot face-fucked me.
“Mmm I’m going to cum, slave,” Mistress Mimosa moaned out.
My mind had a singular goal as I hungrily accepted her foot inside my mouth. Mistress Mimosa’s moans filled the room as she began to orgasm, driving her foot as deep as possible into my mouth as her pussy radiated pleasure through her body.
Mistress Mimosa kept her foot buried in my mouth as she rode her orgasm. Her foot slowly slid from my mouth as she took a deep breath, her body relaxing from her orgasm.
My glorious mistress moved to her feet, sliding off her fishnets and black panties. She sat back on her throne, right at the edge, as she spread her legs.
“You’ve earned three, slave,” Mistress Mimosa said. “Savor your reward, slave,” Mistress Mimosa commanded.
I moved a bit closer, my head sliding between the stunning legs of my mistress. My lips were right next to her glistening pussy, slick with her mouth-watering juices. Slipping my tongue out slowly, I licked the length of her pussy. I slid it as slow as I could, savoring every last drop of her sweet juices.
“Mmm two more, slave,” Mistress Mimosa moaned out gently, still sensitive from her orgasm.
My next lick of Mistress Mimosa I made a bit deeper. I slipped a little inside her with my tongue before gliding it along her pussy, swirling around her clit gently before my tongue pulled back.
“Mmm good, slave,” Mistress Mimosa moaned out. “Last one, slave,” Mistress Mimosa told me.
I really made this one count. I slipped my tongue inside my gorgeous mistress to lick every drop of her juices I possibly could. I made sure not to linger too long: now was not the time to get greedy with my reward. I finished by sliding my tongue along Mistress Mimosa’s pussy, giving her clit attention before my tongue left her delicious pussy.
“Well done, slave,” Mistress Mimosa said.
I felt a great deal of pride and satisfaction from worshipping my incredible mistress. Her praise and reward delicious icing on a wonderful cake.
“Gather your things, I’ll contact you if I deem you worthy of another session, slave,” Mistress Mimosa told me before standing from her throne and exiting the dungeon.
I gathered my clothes, redressing and painfully stuffing my hard cock into my pants knowing I will cum when my mistress deems I’ve earned it. I left the dungeon being reminded of my place, full of anticipation to worship my mistress again, if she deems me worthy.
To be continued... if Mistress Mimosa permits...
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