A skin tight velvet and lace corset hugged the curves of her upper body. The fabric boosted her young and pert breasts and defined her skinny waist and shapely hips. It reached down to her upper ass cheeks and left the rest of her beautiful bubble butt exposed.
“Now pay attention my dear slave. In time I want you to be able to do this.” Her sweet and authoritative voice charmed its way into Clare’s ears.
She sat stony-eyed on the couch, but her heart was pounding with excitement, her shaven pussy was wet and her mind was troubled with doubt and fear. Her uncertainty rooted in the slave and master relationship she had developed with the domineering women in front of her. Her body ceased to every pleasure her deviant sex partner threw her way, even some of the pain and humiliation that came attached with it. Yet, more often than not her mind abhorred it. She found herself at a crossroads, unable to decided if she really loved was what being done to her and what she was becoming.
The fear she felt, well that came from the idea of attempting to do what her mistress was moments away from doing. There was a dildo securely fixed to the floor by its bottom suction cup. It was the biggest phallus Clare had ever seen, real or fake. It was peach in color with fake veins protruding from its surface and a set of giant balls at its base. It was as thick as a jar and a good ten inches long. She couldn’t fathom there were women who could actually take such a huge monster phallus and would have never suspected her mistress would be one of them.
Clare watched Roxanne align herself with the dildo on the floor. Her mistress spread her long model legs to the sides and slowly squatted down. The lace of the corset rode up and revealed the rest of her spankable juicy butt. She could see hints of her beautiful pussy already drenched from the anticipation of taking in the sex toy. This was would mark the first time her mistress had allowed her to see her masturbate.
Roxanne’s pussy lips came into contact with the tapered head of the cock and she gently lubricated its surface with her own flowing juices. Her hips moved back and forth to move her soaking slit over the head. She took one hand and held the long thick dildo in place. Then, it happened. It was incredible. Clare found herself awe struck and incredibly turned on as her tall petite model mistress speared herself with the monster dildo.
She watched her pussy lips stretch and stretch, her cute tight pussy engulfing the head of the phallus. Roxanne’s red lipsticked lips parted open and her smokey eye shadowed eyes peered down at the dildo below. She felt the fake monster cock slowly making it ways up her cunt, pressing and filling up her pussy. Intense pressure and ecstacy overtook her body. Clare sat there, watching her mistress squat lower and lower till she had guided every inch of the dildo inside her pussy. It was incredible she thought. She mistakenly believed the act was over now, but soon realized it was only the beginning.
Her mistress carefully repositioned herself with the thick dildo still inside her. She raised her feet on her toes and kicked herself up with her long sexy legs. Clare spotted the glimmer on the surface of the phallus from her mistress’s wet pussy. That cute beautiful pussy that somehow had managed to swallow up the huge fake cock. Her mistress lowered herself back on the cock and in no time at all, she was steadily hopping up and down on the monster dildo.
She watched her ride the dildo like a horny nympho. Clare paid attention to every detail. The way her mistress’s toned legs moved, the way the soles of her feet were arched, the snug corset fabric that draped up and down her bubble butt and the way her hips rocked back and forth to grind her pussy against the phallus. Her ears picked up on all the manner of breathy noises and moans she made. At the edge of her orgasm, they quickened and grew louder.
Roxanne dispatched a hand to her clit and rode the secure dildo hard and fast. She felt so fucking good. It wasn’t just the dildo that glutted her pussy, or the hand on her clit, but the fact Clare was watching. It made her pussy wetter, it excited her. She loved getting off in front of someone else. It turned her on knowing she was turning someone else on. It was like a beautiful symbiotic relationship between performer and observer.
She gave her sex slave a sample of how she fucked cock and worked the dildo to climax.
Clare saw the strong orgasm her mistress experienced. It made the dom’s lips quiver and shook the rest of her body. Sweet juices came rushing out of her pussy and further soaked the dildo in her honey. A heavy breathing Roxanne then stood back up. She detached the dildo from the floor and sexily walked over to her slave.
“I hope you enjoyed the show, because now I have a little surprise for you.”
Roxanne brought the dildo up to Clare’s mouth and her slave instinctively knew what to do. Clare began to lick it clean. Tasting her mistress’s pussy on the warm and wet dildo with every lick.
“We’re going out tonight. I’ve got the perfect outfit for a shy little whore like you.”
Clare continued to lick the dildo, wondering just what surprise her mistress had in store. She had not been give permission to move or talk yet so all she could do was lick and lick. If she stepped out of line, her mistress would punish her. Probably fuck her mouth with the dildo for speaking without approval. Only a twisted mind like mistress Roxanne could implement such a severe punishment like that. And yet the idea of deepthroating the huge dildo and having the phallus fuck her mouth did turn her on. It was strange, she would have never thought of, or would have never been turned on by such a perverted idea like that before meeting Roxanne.
Something inside her was – had been rewired. Through habitual exposure she now dissociated pain with pleasure. A habitual exposure that was all Roxanne’s doing. Her mistress regularly fucked her pussy with a vibe while spanking her ass with a leather whip. Sometimes she would forgo the whip entirely and use her bare hand to administer a hard ass paddling. The tight and abrasive feel of rope on her wrists, ankles and breasts had slowly become a welcomed sensation, as had hot candle wax and all the other biting things her mistress had exposed her to.
Her physical body had acquired an addiction to pleasure laced torment.
“Now before we get going, I need you to clean me up.”
Roxanne dropped the dildo and stood up on the couch, pushing Clare’s head back on the sofa. She lifted one of her legs on the couch’s ledge and shoved her pussy into her slave’s face. Her obedient pet immediately went to work. Lapping up the juices that stained her thighs and pussy. Clare’s own pussy juices may have been overflowing onto the couch, but she would get no relief. Not until she was allowed.
With a little more time, Roxanne knew she could have the perfect sex kitten. She couldn’t let the gorgeous busty blonde below her slip through her fingers. All she needed was a little push and Roxanne was more than happy to be that push. She had quite a few deviant acts in store for Clare for the rest of the night…