Just how I make you back up onto my strap on when I am wearing it, making you fuck me while I stand still, hands on my hips, and tell you what a little pussy boy you are. And how much you love dick up your ass. And how you just can't pound it fast enough -- ordering you, "Faster! Faster you whore! Faster, bitch!"
Good morning, my slave.
It is that time again. The time when I am full of this hunger, this desire to see you suffer for me, to see you humiliated and degraded. When all I can think about it making you mine, making you feel totally owned and possessed.
Sometimes, it just hits me. It hit me three days ago, and I have been working up to this point ever since.
Today, when you left for work, I made you put on the steel chastity device for a reason. I made you put on the frilly panties and thigh high stockings for a reason. I packed your lunch for you today for a reason.
Today, you belong to me.
You may be at your office, you may be at your desk answering calls and pacing around and sitting in meetings. But today, your mind and soul are mine.
Your cock is mine. That is why I locked it in the most confining cage I own. The one that squeezes your balls tightly and prevents you from even getting hard. The one that requires you sit down to piss, and piss all day you shall. That is why I have you drinking three glasses of water an hour — to make sure you visit the bathroom all day long and are reminded of what a sissy you are.
You are wearing the frilly panties and stockings today so you can start to feel seductive and slutty for me. Tonight, I will take you in the most merciless way — I will put you over the rack in your lingerie, make up and wig and I will have your body. In my own way.
More on that later. For now, I want you to find your large plug, and I want you to insert if into your ass.
But you must do it my way. Everything, today, must be done my way.
I hope you have closed and locked your door, my slave…
**
This is how I want you to insert the large, dildo-shaped latex plug. I want you to first strip down to your panties and garters, and attached the japanese clover clamps to your nipples. Leave them on for ten minutes so they start to get numb.
Next, I want you to place the dildo on your big leather chair. You need to place it so that it is pointing up. You can see where I am going with this, can’t you?
Yes, I am going to have you lower yourself onto it. My darkest desire, my evil ideas — making you impale yourself. Making you slide right down on top of it, slowly, gasping, your panties down around your thighs.
Just how I make you back up onto my strap on when I am wearing it, making you fuck me while I stand still, hands on my hips, and tell you what a little pussy boy you are. And how much you love dick up your ass. And how you just can’t pound it fast enough — ordering you, “Faster! Faster you whore! Faster, bitch!”
This time, you are to lower yourself carefully over the plug and hold the arms of the chair for support. Oh, what a sight that would be!
It is at times like this that I wish I had a camera set up in your office to watch you all day long. Watch you perform for me.
**
Today, at lunch, you are to go to Victoria’s Secret to pick up the outfit that you will wear tonight when I strap you down over the rack to have my way with your body. There is a blonde working at the front and her name is Renee. You are to see Renee and tell her you are “Slut boy.”
She has instructions to call me if you are late. She is expecting you at 1pm sharp. For every MINUTE you are late, slut, you will receive a several paddle swat to the ass. So a mere fifteen minutes could make tonight very difficult for you.
Renee has three outfits I selected for you. You are to go into the changing room and try each of them on, and select the one that makes you look like the biggest slut. I have a fine array of crotchless panties with matching bras, thongs, stockings and teddies.
Renee, of course, may check on you. I have made quite a few arrangements with her and I am sure when you see her, your little dick will shrivel up in the chastity device from sheer horror and humiliation.
But here is the best part. When you have selected the outfit, you must call me on your cell phone to tell me. Then, you will be prepared to hand her the phone so I can give her some more instructions.
And you will stand there, mortified, while she looks at you, smirking, and I tell her a few details about the night, about what types of things I do to you, and what she can do to you for a nice, large tip.
You’d better slot at least 90 minutes for your lunch break today, my whore.
**
All of this leads up to my wonderful night. The night I have planned for you. When you get home tonight, I will not be there. I have made an appointment for a massage and a manicure this evening, so I can be rested and ready to fuck you senseless tonight.
You must prepare dinner and clean the place up — all in your new outfit and five inch heels. Put the locking heels on your feet and place the key on top of my dresser. I expect to find you dressed appropriately when I come home.
You also are to wear the large plug the entire time. I am sure you will be quite loosened up for me when I get back.
When I arrive, I expect to find you kneeling in your new lingerie, in your too-tight panties and bra perhaps, in your tight nightie or black teddy. With stockings, and garters, and those sexy locking heels.
Then, I will lead you to the rack. You should be wearing your collar and leash so I can just grab you and drag you to it, then lock you, face down, arms up above your head, ankles spread.
In the rack, you will be subjected to a few new tortures I have come up with in my head. I want to move my hands all over your body, feel the soft, silky lingerie in my fingers, reach around and squeeze your tender nipples through the bra. Massage your tits as I press my cock into the back of your panties, up between your legs, rubbing slowly in and out.
“Are you wet for me, bitch?”
Yes, I think you will be very wet. I can just imagine it now, when I reach under your crotch and rub my fingers all over your panties, tracing an outline over the steel device, up to the top where the head of your cock tries to poke through, oozing precum right through the device, even though you can barely get half an erection.
Pain. Lots of humiliating pain.
My video camera, set up, ready to catch every moment.
The array of dildos — each one larger than the one before.
The speculum…and the probes.
All on video tape.
A special tape made for my special new friend — Renee. From Victoria’s Secret.
When I asked her what she wanted in return for playing a part in your humiliation, she said simply, “A video tape of what you to do him.”
And she shall have it.
Adoringly,
Mistress Akasha
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