A couple of weeks later, I returned to the same client. He had sent me a message, saying that a couple of surprises awaited me there. Well, what might that mean? He had warned me to get ready for a more intense session. Oh, wow I thought to myself!
I was dressed in a sexy outfit again – an open crotch body with a black half lace bra underneath, which my nipples subtly peeked through. I was wearing a short gray miniskirt and a thin cardigan to appear respectable while driving through town. Of course, I wasn’t going to drive around the city wearing just my sexy attire!
I felt so turned on because my outfit was so sexy -at least I thought so- with my miniskirt barely covering the sheer, sexy stockings and suspender belt. On top of all this I had high heels that made me feel like proper Dominatrix. As I drove, I could feel myself becoming aroused and my pussy getting wet. What am I getting myself into this time? I thought to myself. My heart was racing as I thought about what awaited me, wondering when we’d get a chance to discuss the home styling plans I had prepared.
When I arrived, Harri was waiting at the table with coffee ready. We hugged, exchanged pleasantries, and sipped coffee while assessing each other out. He was casually dressed in jeans and a shirt, but his eyes lingered on my outfit, taking in the revealing nature of it.
He smirked and asked directly, “Are you already wet?”
I laughed softly and teased him back. “Why don’t you find out?”
First surprise
We finished our coffee, chatting about what was on his mind.
Then he said, “I bought you the gifts I promised. “You’re such an amazing woman.”
I smiled at him, momentarily speechless. He retrieved a small, soft package and set it on the table. I opened it and pulled out a small leather whip and a pair of elegant red half-cup lace bras with openings for the nipples.
“Oh my, what lovely gifts!” I gasped, half-shocked but intrigued, and couldn’t help but smile at his boldness as I admired them.
Encouraged by his enthusiasm, I decided to try on the bra, feeling a mix of curiosity, and excitement. Turning away shyly, I swapped my lingerie for the new set, feeling slightly self-conscious about undressing and putting on the bra near him. He had estimated my size and gone for an E cup, which was a pretty good guess. When I put it on, it fit perfectly, as if tailored just for me. He whistled appreciatively, clearly pleased with his choice as he saw me in the red half-cup bra, my firm nipples peeking through the openings. They fit perfectly, made me feel sexy and confident, and added a playful touch to the moment.
Harri was staring lustfully at me. “Wow, you look incredible! This is turning me on! You’re so sexy.
Why don’t you take off a bit more?” he said with a tone of encouragement. “Let’s see if your outfit can help you become the Dominatrix you want to be.”
I giggled but obliged, slipping off my miniskirt to reveal the rest of my ensemble. I stood in the stunning red bra, open crotch body, stockings and suspender belt, and the huge high heels.
“I’m ready to punish you, young man,” I teased with a playful smile. “So, what else do you have in store for me?”
The Big Reveal
Harri pulled out a large box, placed it on the table, and unbuttoned his jeans deliberately in front of me. My curiosity was piqued as I opened the box, only to find a massive 30cm black strap-on dildo and a pair of towering red high heels.
“What the…” I stammered, blushing fiercely, as I held up the intimidating toy.
“I want you to use this on me,” he said with a smirk. “Wear those heels and dominate me.”
“Are you serious?” I asked, my voice a mix of disbelief and amusement.
“Oh, I’m very serious,” he replied, his tone low and sultry.
By now, he had stripped down to his boxers, and with a teasing grin, he slipped them off, revealing his obvious excitement. He knew I was watching, and his confidence only fuelled the heat between us.
“Here,” he said, handing me four leather straps. “Tie me to the table legs.”
The table was a sturdy, old-fashioned wooden square-shaped and just the right height. Following his instructions, I secured his wrists to the front legs and his ankles to the back legs. He was now bent over the table, completely exposed and vulnerable. He lay tied to the table like a prisoner in a medieval torture chamber. I got shivers just looking at him.
The Domination
I picked up the leather whip and playfully let it swish through the air.
“Have you been a naughty boy?” I teased, brushing the whip gently across his skin.
“Yes,” he groaned.
“Well, naughty boys need discipline,” I said, giving his backside a light flick. Each gentle lash elicited a mixture of gasps and sighs from him.
“You’ve been watching too much… naughty content, haven’t you?” I accused him playfully.
“Yes, Mistress, I have,” he admitted, his voice full of anticipation.
I spread his legs a bit more to get access to his balls with the whip. I smiled at his eager compliance, leaning in, and whispered, “and who’s your Mistress now?”
“You are,” he replied, his voice laced with excitement.
The intensity of the moment built as I playfully alternated between light lashes and soft touches, heightening the sensation. Then, I decided to take it further, grabbing the strap-on and fastened it securely on me.
I asked him: “Do you want to be fucked with the huge black cock, you naughty boy, or do you want me to suck your hard cock?”
Harri replied with a whisper: “Oh my gorgeous Dominatrix, please suck me off!”
“Oh no, I won’t suck you off now” I replied, “you will be punished first with my huge cock, and you will have to beg for a blowjob.”
“Yes, mistress”, Harri replied with a low voice.
A New Level of Play
I was whipping his ass and balls with the leather fringes but also checking if it hurt too much.
He moaned loudly and hissed through greeted teeth, “Yes, Mistress I feel the pain it feels good!”
“Soon, you will know what it feels like to be fucked in the ass with a giant black cock”, I said to him in a low voice.
I lubricated his ass more and inserted a couple of fingers, and teased him a while with them. I checked the Strap-on, ensuring the harness fit snugly around my hips. Harri had already prepared it with a condom – thoughtful, as always. The sheer size of the toy was daunting, but his eagerness gave me the confidence to proceed. I applied a generous amount of lubricant to the toy and his waiting entrance, spreading it gently with my gloved fingers. His body reacted immediately, and his soft groans encouraged me. He was lucky that it was a pretty thin cock even though it was so long.
“Are you ready for this?” I asked, my voice dripping with a mixture of authority and teasing.
“Yes, Mistress,” he gasped, his breath catching as I teased the tip against him.
Slowly, I pushed the toy in, allowing only a few millimetres to enter first. His sharp intake of breath made me pause.
“Does it hurt?” I asked, genuinely concerned.
“No, it’s… incredible. Keep going, oh fuck” He urged his voice a mix of pleasure and longing.
I moved with deliberate care, inching forward and pulling back in a steady rhythm. The sounds he made – half gasps, half moans – filled the room, and I couldn’t help but feel a surge of empowerment.
“You like that, don’t you?” I taunted softly, leaning closer and letting my jewelled nipples scratch his back.
“Yes, Mistress, more!” he groaned, his body arching in response.
The Height of Sensation
With one hand, I held the strap-on firmly, maintaining a steady rhythm. My other hand slid down to his front, where I found his hard cock. Wrapping my fingers around it, I began to stroke him in sync with my strap-on movements. The dual sensation had him trembling.
“Oh, God, I’m so close,” he gasped.
“You don’t cum until I give you permission,” I commanded, my tone firm but playful.
“Yes, Mistress,” he managed to sigh, though his body was visibly straining against the restraints.
I pushed deeper, his cries of ecstasy growing louder. The strap-on wasn’t all the way in his ass yet, maybe a few inches, but it looked like it was half in! The power I held at that moment was intoxicating. My love honey was dripping down on my thighs as I took his quivering cock into my hand and started stroking it slowly.
“You’ve been such a good boy,” I cooed, quickening my pace just slightly. “Do you think you’ve earned your release?”
“Please, Mistress, let me… let me… oh!” He stammered, his body writhing under my control.
Finally, I leaned in close and pushed my strap-on penis in a bit more, my voice a sultry whisper in his ear “Now, you can cum.”
A shocking amount of sperm flew onto my hand and the floor as he convulsed in his orgasm. After slowly and carefully removing the strap-on, I quickly freed Harri from the restraints, allowing him to move away from the table. I was worried we might have gone too far, but he collapsed onto the mattress on the floor, moaning with clear delight.
“Wow, my mistress! That was incredible, again. Unlike anything I’ve ever experienced!” he exclaimed, still catching his breath.
“Really?” I asked, still unsure. I feared I had done something wrong, but his grin put me at ease.
“Of course! But just wait until it’s your turn – I’ll have you in that position next!” He teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
I stepped back, blushing deeply. I felt a bit ridiculous in my outfit but, at the same time, the towering heels and bold look gave me an unexpected confidence. Harri got up and stepped closer, his smile soft and genuine, and his still hard cock still twitching between us.
“You are absolutely stunning,” he said quietly before leaning to kiss my cheek.
I couldn’t stop a small smile from spreading across my face. The atmosphere felt both light and electrifying, leaving me both nervous and exhilarated. Harri stepped back and went back to the mattress to admire me. I was still holding the bold black strap-on cock, and wearing the heels, the dainty yet provocative lace body, and sheer stockings. I was about to put down the strap-on when he stopped me.
“Don’t,” he said softly. “You look incredible. Turn around for me, please?”
Feeling a mix of shyness and excitement, I turned to face the table, resting my hands gently on its edge. His voice was calm yet commanding, and he took the strap-on from my hand and put it on the towel. He removed the condom and cleaned the cock.
“Spread your legs a little,” he commanded.
I hesitated for a moment, my thoughts racing. I thought it was now my turn to get that huge black cock into my ass. His tone reassured me, and despite my nerves, I did as he asked. I spread my legs very wide and pushed my ass up, making it clear that I was craving something hard inside me. A small, unexpected thrill coursed through me as I felt my hot honey run down my thigh. Harri moved closer as he was sitting on the mattress. His hands were gentle but firm. I felt his warm fingertips explore the curve of my butt, trailing down towards my pussy as he admired every detail of my body.
“This view,” he said in a hushed, almost reverent tone, “Is beyond words.”
His touch grew more purposeful, and as my heartbeat quickened, I surrendered fully to the moment. Harri’s warm hands slid down my thighs, his touch firm and steady as he admired me. I could hear his breath quicken as his fingertips traced the edge of the lace body, up my thighs, and then into my hot, wet pussy. Then, I felt the faint hum of something behind me.
A sudden anticipation sent shivers through my body. He placed a cool, vibrating device against the inside of my leg, moving it teasingly upwards. My breath caught in my throat as the sensation intensified, making my whole body tremble. I tried to look at what it was, but all I saw, was a glimpse of a huge black rubber vibrator. He took his time, circling the toy gently against my clit and letting it brush lightly on my most sensitive spots. I gasped, gripping the table for balance as he expertly alternated between teasing and satisfying. I spread my legs as wide as I could and pushed my ass out as if I was a horny mare waiting for a stallion to mate with me.
He pushed the vibrator in slowly, and I gasped. I thought this gigantic black vibrator would make me explode. I thought it couldn’t be the strap-on, it had to be another toy. I was afraid that Harri would tie me up to the table, but luckily he didn’t, and I had the chance to squeeze my nipples as I was leaning on the table.
“You’re so responsive, do you want more of this huge black cock?” Harri murmured, his voice low and filled with wonder.
My breathing became uneven, and I could feel the warmth building deep inside me. He adjusted the intensity, pressing the vibrating toy into my pussy while his fingers were exploring my clit. My legs began to shake, the overwhelming sensations washing over me as my orgasm began to build.
“Don’t stop,” I pleaded, unable to control the words escaping my lips.
His voice whispered. “I won’t. Not until you’re completely satisfied.”
Suddenly, my whole body started shaking, and a tidal wave washed over me as I reached a giant orgasm. I collapsed to the table, my legs were shaking, I panted quietly, the vibrator still humming inside me, Harri still pushing it in and out.
“Oh stop, stop, ahhh”, I asked Harri trembling.
After a moment, he took the vibrator out, put his finger inside, wantonly smearing them with my horny honey and ran his fingers around my clit. I moaned as blissful orgasms hit me again and again. My vagina contracted uncontrollably on Harri’s fingers as I came relentlessly for what felt like minutes.
Aaaaah, there was no end to it, and Harri whispered in a hoarse voice: “Your orgasms are wonderful, so totally sensual, I wouldn’t want to stop giving them.”
My orgasms reached their peak, and I let out a soft cry as the overwhelming release coursed through me. My body trembled uncontrollably, the sheer pleasure leaving me breathless. Harri pushed the vibrator in me again, I squeezed my boobs and nipples hard in my fingers and moaned softly. The feel of this huge black cock inside me was driving me wild and crazy, I didn’t want to stop. This orgasm lasted so long that I almost lost my senses. I was hoping that he would fuck me eventually, but he didn’t, even though he was rock-hard again.
I slowly came back to myself. Got up from the table, and when I turned to face him, he got up too, and his smile was warm and full of pride. His hands squeezed my big nipples poking through the bra, and he grabbed my hard breasts in his hands so wonderfully that I started moaning again.
“You are magnificent,” he said, giving a kiss to my lips.
“Why didn’t you fuck me in the end?” I asked him, “I guess you would have wanted to?”
“Sure, I want you so much, but I decided that you needed that huge black vibrator cock more than my little average one. You deserve a good fuck!” Harri explained to me with a smirk.
I blushed. Harri’s cock isn’t that average, even if he says so. I would say much more than that. He is well enough equipped. Then I saw this huge black rubber vibrator cock that had been inside me. OH MY GOD. How on earth did it fit in me??? I guess I was so excited about dominating Harri, had found the experience so horny, that my soaking wet pussy was hungry enough for that huge vibrator.
I had a few sketches with me for a proposal for styling the house. We sat down again at the table and started to look at them. I was enthusiastic and wondered why Harri was only smiling and watching me.
“If you want us to concentrate on your sketches, please take off that pornstar red bra, or otherwise I will attack you again, my dear Domina” Harri whispered playfully.
I looked down at my hard nipples poking out of the half bra and started laughing!!
“Oh Harri, I couldn’t ask for anything more than that… maybe you really should do it!” I answered laughing. I changed into less sexy clothes, and we began our negotiations.
“Next time we do only business,” I said to Harri before I left.
“Maybe so, but I have one more surprise for you my Dominatrix”, Harri had a mischievous look on his face.
I was looking at him so surprised that Harri started laughing. I thought, what on earth does he have in mind? We had done all the extraordinary things that I could think of, and I was already overwhelmed.
“Don’t worry darling, I am sure you will love it”, Harri said, winking. “See you next time in the same outfit, I hope!”
Our adventures had become an exchange of courage and trust as we explored further new aspects of domination. Not sure who is anyone’s dominatrix? I think Harri is the one who guides me and dominates, but still lets me dominate in my way.
Harri’s surprises included not only his thoughtful sexy gifts but also his willingness to push his boundaries and allow me to fully embrace my desire to dominate him. The atmosphere was full of lust and discovery. We both parted from these encounters with feelings of intense excitement, as if we had found a new connection with each other, and we promised to keep exploring this new fun and embark on further adventures in the future.
