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Mistress Desiree's New Bitch Part Two

Desiree, May 1, 2011

"Stand up," Desiree told him and he was quickly upright.  With his cock still bouncing out in front of him, Desiree stood face to face with him.  Antonio drowned in the beauty of her eyes.  She moved quickly and within a few minutes, Antonio had leather cuffs on both wrists.  Desiree moved his arms around his back and joined them together, before she attached similar cuffs to his ankles.  She was now on her knees in front of Antonio.  Her perfect mouth formed an "O" inches from the end of his 7 inch cock.  Please let me push it in her, he thought.  From where she was kneeling, Desiree looked up into Antonio's eyes.  She could see the longing in his face.  She too was beginning to become aroused and without warning, plunged Antonio's cock to the back of her throat.  As she pulled her mouth away, saliva was left dripping from the top of Antonio's cock.  Desiree flicked a tongue around the end, tasting his pre-cum herself and tickled the very slit of the head.  As the last inch left her beautiful mouth she warmed and said, "If you are good enough, you will be rewarded."

Desiree pushed Antonio backwards until he rested against the edge of the table.  She unclipped his hands and after pushing him onto the table, she spread them above his head.  The cuffs were tied to some rope from each corner of the table and his ankles were secured in the same way.  There he was, spread eagled across the table.  His cock was as hard as ever and bobbled as he breathed.  Desiree leaned down to his nipples and took one in her mouth.  Her tongue swirled around it and she lightly sucked it.  Antonio loved his nipples being touched, it was like electric shocks through his body.  Desiree began nibbling, lightly at first and then she began to bite harder.  She pulled her mouth away with his nipple clenched hard between her teeth.  Antonio thought she was going to bite it off, the pain was excruciating but arousing.  Just as he thought it could be stretched no more, Desiree let go.  Antonio gasped with relief, his nipple stinging and redder than ever before.  Desiree moved around the table and gave his other nipple the same treatment.  Antonio tried to squirm away from her but Desiree bit harder and Antonio knew not to move again.

Desiree stood up and walked away from him.  Antonio's gaze followed her across the room.  Desiree could feel Antonio's eyes upon her, drawing her in.  She stopped and facing away from him, bent forward as if touching the laces on her boots.  Her legs were spread and she looked back through the gap at Antonio.

"Like what you see?"

Oh yes, Mistress,"  Antonio stammered.

Desiree didn't stay in that position long before she was at the side of Antonio.  She picked up a white 3 inch candle and flicked the flame towards Antonio.  The hot wax showered Antonio's chest and caught him completely off guard.  The intense initial pain was excruciating and Antonio tried to lean forward.  His bonds prevented him from doing so and he was left with no alternative but to cope with the hardening wax.  He had almost no time to recover before Desiree poured another river of molten lava onto his right nipple.  Again, Antonio recoiled and tested his secure bonds.  He was going nowhere.  The wax ran and dripped down his side towards the table top.  No sooner had that wax dried, than Desiree poured more over hs left nipple.  He tensed again as the burning hit him before breathing out slowly as this wax hardened.  Antonio was beginning to get used to the wax and it did not stop Desiree from covering his chest and nipples.  His cock stood proud, throbbing and jolting with every drop of wax Desiree dripped over his body.  Desiree liked the white wax on Antonio's skin, the splattering across the chest.  She had stopped short of Antonio's pubic area, not wanting to cause too much pain on this first visit.  She didn't want to put him off seeing her again.

Desiree picked up a black latex blindfold that was lying near the chair.  She moved across to Antonio and secured it across his face.  He couldn't see anything.  It was agony not knowing where Desiree was.  Had Antonio been able to see her face, he would have seen that Desiree was flustered.  She was enjoying this session more than any before.  She stood at the foot of the table and looked at Antonio.  She realized just how warm and sweaty she was beneath her cat suit.  However, her pussy was on fire.  She could not stop herself from opening the zip and rubbing her aching clit.  Boy did that feel good.  She pushed two fingers easily deep inside her and began to rub her clit with her other hand.  She was so turned on, it didn't take long before she was biting her lip as the waves of her orgasm rushed through her.

Antonio could hear her moving around the room and from the moans coming from Desiree he knew she had just had an orgasm and without him.

To be continued...

Mistress Desiree's New Bitch Part One

Desiree, April 30, 2011

"Come to my address at 8pm tonight and be prepared to do anything."

At 8pm, Antonio stood in front of Desiree's front door.  He was nervous but knew he had to go through with this.  He knocked and waited.  The door was opened by Desiree.  He saw that she wore her long black hair straight down.  She had little makeup and and was wearing her usual business outfit of white blouse and black skirt.  Desiree invited him in and motioned for him to stand in the hallway.  Desiree spoke to him sternly...

"You will do everything I say to you tonight,  If you want to back out now, walk through the door.  Do you understand?" Antonio nodded his head.

"You will call me Mistress at all times.  I'll be back in a few minutes.  Now strip!"

With that Desiree walked slowly up the wooden stairs directly in front of Antonio.  He was dumbstruck.  What had he let himself in for.  He watched Desiree's ass sway gently under her skirt as she walked up the stairs.  He couldn't help but feel a stirring in his groin area.  Antonio took off his clothes and placed them on the chair next to the door.  He felt embarrassed as he stood near naked in Desiree's hallway and decided to leave his tight boxer shorts on.

It seemed ages before Desiree returned.  As she walked down the stairs, Antonio's cock became instantly solid.  He watched her reach the foot of the stairs and could smell her perfume.  Desiree was dressed in a black skin tight latex catsuit, that was cut to allow her magnificent 38 D breasts to form a deep inviting cleavage.  She wore high heeled boots that were laced at the front and reached just below her knees.  Her hands were gloved also in black latex.  Around her neck she wore a collar with the word "Bitch" encrusted in studs.  Her hair had been pulled back off her face and was tied back in a ponytail.  Her face was made up and Antonio noticed her full red lips.  He looked deep into Desiree's eyes and knew he would do anything for her.

"Are we shy?" Desiree taunted him as she pulled at the waistband of his shorts.  He had no time to respond before Desire pulled them halfway down his thighs.  His erect cock bounced proudly before him, showing no sign of betrayed embarrassment.  Antonio felt the stinging pain on his manhood long before he heard the crack.  Desiree had a flogger in her hand and had used it once on his most delicate flesh.  The pain ripped through his body and his knees buckled with the shock.  No, he would not fall so easily.       

"I told you to take them off," Desiree snapped.  Antonio stepped out of his underwear and tossed them onto his pile of other clothes.  "That will be your first and last warning.  Anymore disobedience and I shall cause you even more pain."  Antonio nodded in agreement.

"On your knees and follow me," Desiree commanded.

Antonio dropped to the floor and watched as Desiree turned around and walked down the hallway.  He followed a few feet behind, crawling on all fours.  He was spellbound by Desiree's appearance and could not believe how she had changed.  Pre-cum was already beginning to drip from his cock as he crawled along.  How he wanted to stand and take control of her, fucking her hard until they came.  He was brought back to reality, "Hurry up Bitch," she called over her shoulder to him.  Desiree went through the door at the end of the hallway and Antonio followed into the room behind her.

The red walled room was lit with at least a hundred candles of all shapes and sizes.  There was no furniture other than a single wooden chair and a large dinner sized, thick wooden table.  Desiree walked behind him and closed the door.  Antonio remained on his hands and knees, his heart was beating with excitement at what may happen to him next.  Desiree walked over to the wooden chair and sat herself down.  The latex squeaked as her fabulous ass made itself comfortable.  With her latex covered hand, she patted her thighs.  Antonio knew from the spankings he had received from his sister, what this action meant and crawled over to her.  He positioned himself across her thighs, anticipating the first smack.  The smell of Desiree's perfume combined with the latex was intoxicating.  Desiree began to rub his ass with her cold latex hand.  His erect cock was pressed against her right thigh, straining at the fabric.

Without warning, Desiree began to smack Antonio's ass.  The stinging feeling was initially welcome and the sound of latex upon flesh echoed around the room.  Antonio was enjoying this, for a while anyway.  His ass burned to begin with but it did not take long before he reached his limit.  He realized that his ass was now beginning to sting continuously and that it wasn't as pleasurable as he remembered.  He began to make whimpering noises with each additional smack.  It was now hurting him.  Tears began to roll down his face and he started to take in deep breaths between each smack.  Desiree detected that Antonio was uncomfortable and laughed sadistically at him.  "Maybe we should have a safe word if you are this much of a baby."  She stopped the slapping and rubbed his reddened ass.

"You enjoyed that didn't you Bitch?"  Antonio didn't answer, he didn't have time before Desiree had grabbed his balls from under his ass.  She held them tight in her hand before squeezing, sending spasms of pain through Antonio's body.  Desiree pushed Antonio onto the floor and he ended up in a heap at her feet.

"You dirty bastard," she yelled at him, "look at my thigh."

Antonio could see that his pre-cum had smeared all across her shiny thighs.

"Lick it," she commanded.  Without a moments thought, Antonio crawled up to her thigh and began to lap at the undignified mess he had left moments earlier.  His tongue was only inches away from her pussy and he could smell the combination of her sweetness and the latex.  Oh how he wanted to move closer to her crotch and bury himself into her pussy.

To be continued....