A PUSSY'S EYE VIEW.Hi - Wolfgang here, your eyewitness reporter of the suburban kinky scene, as observed in my Mistress' Dungeon from my hidden vantage point on the top of Her wardrobe. As you'll recall, my Mistress is a Dom. specialising in the Corporal punishment, discipline and humiliation of submissive males. She has a string of regulars, men from all walks of life and aged between 25 and 80, who come to serve, worship and obey Her - for She is their Goddess, their wet-dreams made flesh. She no longer needs to advertise Her services, as word has spread that She's one of the most expert, dedicated and imaginative Doms in the area. You've already met Her in several roles - customs officer, schoolmistress, governess, head girl, jailer, torturer, executioner, Goddess, High Priestess... Today She's performing one of Her favourite roles for the benefit of Alan, a regular who's been coming to Her for years. Alan is a college lecturer and his favourite fantasy is to find himself at the mercy of one of his young, Female students who feels he's unfairly under marked Her exam work. She's a natural sadist and now has him strapped, bollock naked, on his back across the flogging block where my Mistress, in the role of the 'student', is wreaking diabolical revenge on the distinguished, elderly tutor, who just lives for these monthly sessions. They have made a pact; She will provide him with the punishments he craves if he will from henceforth give Her top marks for the remainder of Her course work. Both agree to keep their side of the bargain and not to breathe a word of their kinky rituals to another living soul - although, if he ever dares to mark Her down again, She will spill the beans to the College authorities and he will be disgraced. The 'student' has discovered, through their sex-games, a secret, vicious side of Her character which She had hardly been aware of before. She loves expressing Her bitchy side and the more Her victim reacts sexually to the ordeals She inflicts on him, the more randy She feels. Today, She's already abused him verbally, using the most unladylike language, as She cruelly flogged him, first with a tawse, to warm him up, and then with an evil, swishy, rattan cane which quickly reduced his convulsing buttocks to a latticework of raw, red welts - hot enough to toast a crumpet on! Then, perspiring from Her exertions, She stripped to Her boots and minuscule briefs before trampling his writhing body into the carpet and then strapping him to the flogging block, where She now continues to vent Her spleen by whipping his helplessly struggling torso and thighs until he pleads for mercy. But his pleas are sweet music to the ears of his young tormentress, who is relishing Her new-found power over a mere male. Despite his pain and discomfort, and the humiliation of his predicament, Her victim continues to sport a massive erection, for which She scolds him while adding insult to injury by occasionally frigging it until She brings him to the brink, over and again until he is almost demented with frustration. At last the moment arrives for his ultimate degradation: having made him swear to give Her nothing but top marks for the remainder of Her course, She straddles his chest as he lies there, trussed helplessly like an oven-ready Christmas turkey, and lowers Her knicker-clad crotch onto his mouth, commanding him to lick and chew Her through the flimsy fabric. She is soon raping him with her ravenous quim, lasciviously rotating Her hips and bouncing up and down on his snorting, perspiring face like an equestrienne at a gymkhana. She feels omnipotent; the gusset of Her now sodden pants has been pushed by his probing tongue deep between Her lips and, so delicate and damp is the fabric that he can actually feel Her clitoris throb and Her vaginal muscles expand and contract in spasms as his tongue continues its maddening - but so delightful - exploration of Her most secret treasures.
finally unable to stand the tension a second longer, my Mistress dismounts, though only to peel off Her briefs, saturated with their mingled juices, before climbing aboard again this time naked but for Her boots - and greedily grinds Her bushy minge onto his open mouth. He is as ravenous for Her as She is for him and, with his tongue deep inside Her, She surrenders to a gut wrenching orgasm which leaves Her gasping and raking his chest with Her long, red-nailed claws. She remains in this triumphant position, like a magnificent bird of prey on the body of Her victim, savouring every last ripple of pleasure, until She is utterly sated. Then, turning round so that She is facing his feet, She settles Her bounteous bottom onto his face, so that his nose and mouth are buried deep within the dark, dank divide between the cushions of Her cheeks, and slowly scratches his pulsing shaft while simultaneously toying with his testicles and feeling the swollen root of his manhood. Unable to contain himself a second longer, Her victim, still feasting insatiably on Her open cunt, lets out a mighty groan as his white-hot magma shoots in an arching jet onto the polished wooden floor. Once again, She has unmanned him and he feels that She has robbed him of his very soul. As he emerges from the shower, the clock registers that his hour is up. He thanks my Mistress for allowing him to re-enact, for the umpteenth time, the fantasy which obsesses him, and returns to the 'real' world feeling cleansed, purged, fulfilled and glowing with contentment. How, he wonders, could any of his colleagues, surrounded by all those nubile young students, resist the urge to do as he does, and be dominated by them? They just don't know what they re missing! Meanwhile, my Mistress finds it amusing to reflect that, although he's promised to give Her top marks for Her course-work in future, it's really SHE who does the marking round here.' end
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