I remember the first time I made you suffer the humiliation of being the “bitch boy” of the night for a group of sorority sisters at the local college. Those young, giggling, pretty, tight girls all so dressed up and how - -how they looked at you and laughed when you came out in your sissy panties and thigh-high stockings, your cock poking out.
Good morning my slut,
You know how much I love parties. Some of my favorite parties that we have attended are those where you are made into a bit of a whore for the guests – mostly women – and forced to do everything from serving drinks in humiliating outfits to service their strap-on harnesses while the rest of us watch and giggle.
You’ve done so well at these parties. I remember the first time I made you suffer the humiliation of being the “bitch boy” of the night for a group of sorority sisters at the local college. Those young, giggling, pretty, tight girls all so dressed up and how – -how they looked at you and laughed when you came out in your sissy panties and thigh-high stockings, your cock poking out. I loved the gasps that came from them, the shocked laughter, the giggling. I think the sorority girls now think of it as a special annual tradition and love using you in their competition each year – that reminds me, it’s time to get in touch with them again to see what they have scheduled…
The dark, dungeon parties have also been fun. I enjoy having people watch as I strap you down and cane your ass cheeks or apply weights systematically to your ball sac, making you squirm and whimper more and more. Seeing you suffer in front of other people does have a special place in my heart, I’ll admit.
But the part coming up this weekend is a special one, indeed. I’ve started to grow so fond of being serviced and fucked by other men, that I thought it was time we attended a private party with couples, one where I can really enjoy myself. The men there are all handsome and well-hung, and you can look forward to a night of taking care of my drinks and watching me make the rounds, knowing that the men I select to fuck will all get something that you never will.
It’s occurred to me that I might never let your cock inside me again. There’s something special and erotic about the idea that your dick will no longer feel the hot, moist pleasure of my tight pussy, but you will be forced to watch other men as they fuck me hard, make me cum, and ultimately shoot their load inside of me – for you to clean up later.
You will be a special kind of slave, indeed. Your tongue will be put to work on a regular basis as you worship and adore my pussy, your tongue will know every inch of my ass crack, my feet and toes, and my clit. But you will never have the pleasure of fucking me again. In fact, you won’t even be allowed to masturbate and fantasize about my pussy any longer. It will be forbidden to you. Completely.
Yet, I will fuck other men at my leisure, including having them come over so you can serve us drinks and appetizers, adjust the television for us, pull back the bedsheets, and then kneel in the corner in your babydoll nightie as we fuck like rabbits all night long. When I want another drink you will fetch it, when I want a small towel to clean up some of the mess (the mess that you don’t lick up) you will fetch it, and when I want my pussy cleaned out, or his dick washed, you will, of course, tend to the task right away.
The men, I imagine, will find it odd and strange at first, but I bet they will get used to it in a hurry – and really, let’s face it, they just want to know they are the one fucking me, not you. As long as they don’t have to trade places and have their cock made useless like you, they will be content. Booty calls late at night (maybe I will have you make the call and set it up, why not?), picking up men at the club, or parties – like the one this weekend – where the men are all horny and ready.
You will have to suffer as I slip into my sexiest black dress, thigh-high stockings and black patent leather pumps. I will make you get my hair products ready, my vanity set up with my finest makeup, and have my outfit pressed and available. You’ll have to set my music to play all the tunes that get me hot and ready to fuck. I may even have you trim and prepare my pussy so it looks neat, sexy and tidy – I want to be ready for a good, hard fuck after all.
Will all this preparation make your poor pussy ache? Will you feel so denied and rejected, like a worthless loser, knowing that other men will get to fuck me and you will not? Will you start to feel smaller than a man, and nothing but a little cocksucking pussy?
Rest assured, you will always know that you have a place for me – as my toilet cleaner, and my foot massager, and as my cum sucker. After all, when the men finish fucking me – maybe three in one night, all filling me up with cum – you will have a large task at hand. As you finally get a chance to be in the bed instead of in your cage on the floor, your face between my warm thighs, sucking out the last bits of cum from my night of rabid fucking.
So this party, this weekend, let me tell you what is going to happen. I am going to bring you there as my personal slave, my personal fluffer, and my cleaning boy. When we arrive at this party, you will strip naked. I don’t care if you are the only pathetic, naked slut there – I want you naked so that you feel vulnerable, stared at, and humiliated. Then, I will begin the process of selecting which of the men I find suitable to fuck. You will approach them and tell them of my plans, and explain what your role is in this process.
Now, these are open-minded people, as this is a swingers/sex party, but I don’t think they have had the humorous occasion to have a man actually approach them on behalf of his girlfriend or Mistress! So this should be very interesting.
But for me, it’s really just exciting. You see, as you do this, and as I watch you, I will be getting wetter and wetter. I will be turned on beyond belief, my panties getting moist, my thighs feel warm. It is all foreplay to me, really. I may be so hot and wet that I will pull one of these handsome men into a spare room and have him fuck me right there. Of course, not until I pull you along and force you to your knees bedside and make you watch. And as his huge cock fills me up, again and again, you will be reminded of your new role.
And you will love every moment of it. I bet you are hard right now, aren’t you?
Do you see what you have become?
Affectionately,
Mistress Akasha
