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This is a very intense story with intense whipping sessions as well as
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Mistress' Revenge PART 2
After the Wedding
by
Boy Toy


"Hello."

"Hello," Billy spoke into the phone.

There was silence.  Billy didn't know if she was going to hang up or
not.  From the deep breath at the other end, Billy wasn't sure if
Mistress knew what she wanted to do.

"If it isn't my married Slut," Mistress finally greeted him.

Billy breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello Mistress, it has been a little while."

"Yes it has.  How did your cute little wife enjoy her wedding night?"

"Oh she loved it.  You know how good I can be.  I tell you sometimes
I'm God's gift to women.  That night was no exception."

"I see," Mistress said.  "And, you called me up to brag about your
expertise, Slut?"

"Oh no Mistress, I'm sorry.  I was just trying to answer your
question."

"You have a lot of nerve.  If I wasn't curious, I would hang up on you
right now.  So slut you're very lucky.  Did she like what I did to
your ass?"

Billy laughed.

"I got lucky on that one," Billy answered.  "Sally was a little shy
and wanted the lights out.  Thank God because she would have so
freaked."

"That was the point, Slut.  I wanted her to see that you were a slut
and a whore.  So you got such an innocent thing that she can't make
love in the light.  I bet she hid in the bathroom to undress too 
and even made you turn the lights out before she darted to the bed."

Mistress laughed an evil laugh.

"Yes Mistress in fact she did.  She was still a virgin and was a
little shy."

"Oh I love it, and there isn't anything virgin about you.  I know
because I have fucked every hole you have."

"There is a big difference between the two of you."

"No shit," Mistress said.  "So do I need to ask why you are calling
me?"

"I miss you, Mistress."

"I bet you do.  You're probably bored out of your skull with Miss
Nicey Nice.  Why you picked that bitch over me I'll never know, and
I've go to tell you that I'm a little disappointed.  I was hoping that
she would have seen how I opened you up.  Still, I know you thought
about me each time you peed and even more when you sat down."

"Yes Mistress.  I had a constant reminder of you for a week."

"I love it.  So what did you want?  You want to meet me again?"

"I've been thinking about it, Mistress.  I do miss the excitement."

"You're crazier than I thought.  I figured after the last outing that
you would want as much space between me and you as you could get."

"I was a little upset with you for a while, but I'm over it."

Mistress burst out laughing.

"And you think that the next time will be easier?  Boy, if you thought
the last time was rough, then you will have to really redefine rough
this time.  And, you know that I always do as I promise."

"Oh Mistress, I'm getting hard just thinking about it.  Will you
please see me again, please?  I need you so badly."

"I bet you do.  So your marriage to little Miss Sweet isn't satisfying
you, huh?  Well if I start a relationship with you, it will be on
different terms."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not going to be some other woman that you call when you need to
get off.  I'm not your play thing that you call when you're bored just
so you can get your rocks off and then run back to your cute wife.
That's not going to happen.  I don't play second fiddle to anyone."

"Oh."

Mistress laughed and then continued.

"You know, if you're my slave, then your ass will belong to me. Well
your ass, your dick, your mouth and everything that goes with it.  I
don't play any half ass games."

"I know, Mistress.  My ass still remembers last time."

"And the slut still called me again.  You're amazing.  When did you
want to request an audience with me?"

"I'm free all this week."

"I see your bride is already running back to momma?"

"No, well her mother is coming into town and they're going to do girl
things.  I feel like a third wheel.  So I think I can get away for a
few hours."

"I see.  You want a little cake on the side, do you?  That is a
delightful picture of me fucking you while your pretty wife is out
strolling through the mall with her mother.  I kinda like that.  Okay 
slut, I'll see you again.  Just remember what I said.  I own your
ass."

"Thank you, Mistress.  You're too kind."

"I know it.  I'm such a sap.  Oh well, someone has to keep a slut like
you in line and Sally sure as hell isn't going to do it.  Meet me
tomorrow out by the lake, camping spot 123 at three pm and 
expect to be gone for up to six hours."

"Yes Mistress.  Thank you, Mistress."

"It is my pleasure, Slut."

The phone went dead.

The next day, Sallie and her mother headed out on another adventure.
Giggling and laughing, they piled into the minivan and drove off.
Billy thought about how that his adventure was going to be 
on the other side of the spectrum.  Whereas they were laughing and
giggling, Mistress was going to spank, abuse, and take him.  Fear
stirred inside of him.  It was going to be worse than before.  At 
the same time as the fear grew, Billy's excitement grew.  He felt his
lust start to take over.

Billy drove through town and out towards the campground.  The lake was
a popular place for the college students to hang out, but Billy had
never known Mistress to go camping.  On the other hand, Billy knew
there was a lot about the Mistress that he did not know.  When he
finally found slot 123, Billy was not surprised that it was the
backmost lot of the campground.  His heart sank when he saw that
Mistress' car was already there. Looking down at his watch, Billy
realized that he was seven minutes late.

"You like to keep me waiting don't you, Slut?"

Billy heard the angry voice and harsh tone before he ever saw
Mistress.  Even angry she looked delicious.  Dressed in her normal
skin tight black leather pants, she walked in four inch boots.  Her 
top was different than the last time.  It was a black clincher that
lifted and separated her breast to show a deep cleavage through the
crisscross of the laced up neckline.

"You know how to start the session out right, don't you?  You make me
so pissing angry with your lack of respect.  Who do you think you are
to make me wait?  You think now that you're married and all that I
take second place.  I don't think so.  That is something that I'm
going to correct right here and now.  Get your ass out of that car,
now!!!"

Billy parked the car and rushed out as fast as he could.  Reaching
Mistress, he dropped to his knees and kissed her boots.

"Oh no Slut, that ain't going to work this time.  Oh no, you pushed it
just a little too far this time."

Mistress looked down at him.

"Strip, let me see this God's Gift to Women.  Isn't that what you said
you were?"

"Yes, I did say that, Mistress.  I won't lie to you."

"You best not start lying, Slut.  I don't cotton to liars."

"Yes Mistress."

"What are you waiting on? Strip those clothes off."

"Yes Mistress."

Billy tore his clothes off until he stood without a stitch of clothes.
His cock was hanging limp.  Mistress stood and looked at him from head
to toe.

"Turn around, Slut."

Billy did as she asked.

"I can see your ass has not been taken care.  Of course, I could tell
that from your smart mouth.  Mister, I'm God's Gift to Women, bend
over and let me see that asshole."

Billy bent over and pulled his ass cheeks apart.

"Gee Slut, you're almost a virgin again.  I'm going to enjoy taking a
virgin."

Mistress laughed.

"I need to get you suited up.  Put your hands behind your back."

Billy immediately crossed his arms behind his back and felt the click
of metal handcuffs around his wrists.

"Now turn around."

When he did, Mistress buckled a leather collar around his neck.  In
the center of the wide collar was a single D-Ring.  Slapping at his
thighs, Mistress motioned for him to spread his legs.  Taking 
his balls and cock into her hands, she worked them into a ball
spreader.  It was wider then any she had used with him before and
pushed his balls further away from his body.  Looking at her 
handiwork, Mistress smiled.

"One last thing."

She attached a leash to the ball spreader and pulled it up through the
D Ring of his collar before pulling it forward.  As she pulled the
leash, Billy felt the pressure go right to his balls.  He
instinctively leaned his head forward in a slump to take the pressure
off. 

"Okay Slut, time for us to go on a little hike."

Without another word, Mistress started walking and yanked Billy
forward.  His hands cuffed behind his back and the leash pulling him
forward, Billy stumbled forward.  Mistress never looked back but
walked a normal pace through the camp site.  Picking up a backpack,
she headed up a dirt 
trail in the forest behind the campground.

Billy did his best to keep up, and Mistress did not give him any
slack.  Slumped over most of the 
time, Billy walked barefooted through the forest.

"Ouch," Billy said.  

"What are you complaining about?" Mistress asked.

"Stepped on a twig, Mistress."

"You poor thing," Mistress said sarcastically.

After about twenty minutes, they stopped at a valley between two
hills.  A small stream crossed the path and a small grassy spot opened
up around the trail.  Large trees swung their limbs over the grass
providing shade from the sun above.  Mistress looked both ways and
then at Billy.

"I think this will do."

"Yes Mistress."

Mistress took a nylon rope and tied it to the cuffs that held his
hands behind his back.  With one throw, she tossed it over the limb
above his head and watched it fall to the other side.  Picking up 
the rope on the other side, Mistress pulled it taunt.  The more
pressure she added, the higher Billy's arms were pulled up into the
air.  The other effect was that his head tilted downward.  When 
Mistress stopped, Billy was bent over at the waist looking down at the
ground with his arms pulled up behind him.  Mistress smiled.

"We almost have you ready to begin," Mistress said.  "We need to get
those legs spread a little.  I think I have a stretcher bar here."

Mistress took out an extendible bar that pushed out from twelve inches
to become a four foot spreader bar.  Buckling each end to Billy's
ankles, she worked quickly and efficiently.

"There you go.  Now that is what I call a piece of work."

Mistress laughed.

Mistress slapped his ass with her hands.

"Where is my thank you?"

"Thank you Mistress. I'm glad that you enjoy the pose."

"Oh one more thing, we can't have you moving around a lot, can we?"

Mistress worked a metal coiling stake into the ground.  Pulling the
leash to his balls taunt, she tied it to the stake.

"There that will keep you in place.  I think that pressure on your
balls will be a great restraint.  You know, I brought some
professional whips, but I think I want to start off with something
natural."

Mistress went to a willow tree and broke off several small green
branches.  Standing in front of Billy's bent form but within his range
of vision, Mistress slowly removed all the leaves and smaller 
twigs until she had three limber willow switches.  Testing the
switches in the air, they whistled with a cutting edge.

"Oh these bring back memories," Mistress said. "Now the first thing I
want to address is the late issue."

"I'm so sorry Mistress."

"Not as sorry as you're going to be.  The good thing is that we're
away from everyone.  So you can scream all you want.  I expect that
you will be screaming too."

"Yes Mistress."

"I'll be right up front with you too.  I've never made you cry before.
However, I cried when you chose that bitch over me.  Today, I want to
see you cry.  Does that give you any hint of how much I'm going to
spank you?"

"I'm sorry Mistress.  I am so sorry. I never meant to hurt you."

"Yeah right, like I would be dancing in the streets because you and
your wife had such a good honeymoon.  You amaze me so much at times."

The switches flew through the air and left three red marks on the
otherwise white ass.

"Ouchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"I liked that," Mistress said.

Swish .. Swish .. Swish .. Swish .. Swish

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Myyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Gawissssssssssssssssssh," Billy screamed.  "Those sting like the
blazes."

"Maybe next time you'll not be late."

Swish ... Swish

The two licks hit the back of his right thigh.  The limber switches
wrapped all around the back of the thigh and licked his inner thigh.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

"You liked that one huh?"

Mistress hit him with five more in the same area of the right thigh.
The last one whipped around and hit one of his balls.  Billy screamed
loudly with the searing pain.

"You keep that up, and I'm going to have to get out of these pants and
start cumming.  I may do that anyway.  You're already got me so wet.
I just love to hear you scream.  It turns me on something terrible."

Mistress peeled her skin tight leather pants off and stood in her top
and bikini cut panties.  

"There, now for my toy," Mistress said.

Mistress slipped a smaller vibrator around her panties and into her
pussy.  Letting the panties hold it in place, Mistress' eyes showed
that it was working.

"Oh that feels good."

Swish, Swish, Swish, Swish.

Billy screamed as each switch cut a red line across his ass.

"I can't believe you called yourself God's Gift to Women."

Swish, Swish, Swish, Swish

Mistress let them land all up and down the back of his thighs and
knees.  Constantly coming one after the other, she made each one hit a
slightly different spot.  Mistress loved watching the switch wrap
around and catch some unsuspecting flesh.  The fresh screams from
Billy fueled her closer and closer to her first orgasm.

"You're about as close to God's Gift as the dirt on my shoes."

Swish, Swish, Swish

"I am," Billy started.

Swish, Swish

"Sorry," Bill continued.

Swish, Swish, Swish

"What are you then?" Mistress asked.

Swish, Swish, Swish

The switches hit the underside of his ass in the tender sensitive
region of his butt tuck.  Billy screamed, and Mistress hit it again.

Swish, Swish, Swish, Swish

"I'm waiting for an answer."

"Your slut, Mistress"

Swish, Swish, Swish

The switches left three red lines across his virgin back.

"No, what are you if you are not God's Gift to women?"

Swish, Swish, Swish

The back received three more lashes.  Mistress was careful to not hit
directly on the spine, but loved the switch because their flexibility
made it harder to damage organs like the kidneys.  Mistress made each
blow sing and hit the target she intended.

Swish, Swish, Swish

His back showed more marks.

"I'm waiting for an answer.  What are you really?"

"I am a slut."

Swish, Swish, Swish

The blows fell on Billy's ass again harder than before.

"You're a no good for nothing son of a bitch."

"Yes Mistress."

Swish, Swish, Swish

"Don't, Yes Mistress, me.  I want to hear what a low life slut you
are, and I want to hear something different from you every time you
tell me what you are."

Swish, Swish, Swish

Billy's mind clouded as the constant barrage of willow switches hit
his body.  He heard Mistress' instructions but had a hard time
understanding what she wanted.  When he did not respond to her 
words, the switches came again.  Each time it set a new part of his
skin on fire.  Mistress shifted her target constantly to hit new or
rested spots.  Finally Mistress got frustrated.

"Very well, we will switch to a flogger.  I will get the answers that
I want from you or I will never stop.  I expect to hear what you are.
What are you to Sally and your fancy neighbors?  Who are 
you really?"

The flogger hit with a lot more force.  It was a ten strand leather
short whip that left a burn in its path.  Even with the warm up of the
willow switches, the flogger cut through the old pain like a 
searing knife.  

Billy screamed.

"URRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG"

"What are you?"

"Dirt, Mistress.  I am dirt."

"Yes, I agree.  You see that was a good answer."

Mistress let her soft hands run over his back and caress his face.

"What are you?"

"I'm dirt Mistress."

The flogger came down hard five times in a row as each of the strand
sung out before the contact.  Billy jerked forward only to be caught
by the leash on his balls.

"I told you not to repeat."

Mistress landed another blow.

"Please Mistress"

Whap, Whap, Whap

The leather strands pounded his flesh again

"I'm your cum slut"

"Yes you are, but I really want to know what you are in your real
world.  What are you to Sally?"

This time she used the flogger on the inside of his spread legs.
Lashing the tender skin of the inner thigh, Billy struggled against
the spreader bar which held his legs open. 

"Oh I bet you wish that you could close those legs, don't you?"
Mistress asked.

She handed a cool dozen of the flogger's lashes to the inside of his
right thigh.  Billy could not stand it and screamed a blood curling
scream.

"Oh yes, God that made my pussy tingle.  I can feel myself getting
closer.  I'm going to turn this vibrator up a little more."

Mistress put her hand down into her panties.  Almost instantly she
moaned.  Billy could hear a humming sound. Mistress landed a dozen
more lashes the inside of his left thigh.  The reaction was no less
dramatic as Billy screamed at the top of his lungs.  Mistress moaned
and came.

"OH MYYYYYYYYYYYYY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD, Here I 
cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm"

Billy turned to see if he could watch, but all he could see was the
sides of one of her legs.

"It feels so good Slut.  Oh, here cums
morrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS"

Billy was relieved for the break but it was short lived as he felt the
flogger crash into his balls.  Held firmly in the ball spreader, each
ball was pressed tight against its sack making them very 
sensitive.  The flogger sent stabs of pain into his gut.

"Are you going to tell me what you are?  Because I'm going to keep
pounding you and keep cumming until I hear it."

"Mistress, I can't think.  What was the questions?  God that hurt."

"Good."

Mistress brought the flogger up between his legs again.  Billy
screamed as if he has been kicked in the balls.  The deep pain filled
his balls and spread into his gut.  Feeling sick to his stomach, Billy
tried to answer.

"I am a jerk."

"That is true, a royal jerk," Mistress answered.

She stroked his face with her soft hands.  Leaning her pelvis closer
to his mouth, Billy could smell the cum on her panties.

"See it is nice when you admit the truth, isn't?  What else are you,
Mister I'm a Gift of God to Women?"

"Uhhhhhh"

The flogger came instantly and crashed into his balls and the tips
whipped around to lick at his dick.

"SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT"

"Hey," Mistress said.  "You got a good answer."

This time she leaned her pelvis close enough for his lips to touch her
panties.  His tongue licked her panties, and he moaned.

"That was a good boy, now what else?"

"Your pussy boy,"

"Yes you are that, but I told you I want what you are with Sally."

This time the flogger came down on the crack of his ass.  The bulk of
the force hit his asshole with the tips lashing into his balls. Billy
knew the leather strands were opening up tiny fusions in the 
skin and that his balls must be totally red.

"God Mistress, aren't you taking this a little far," Billy said.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew that he had made a
huge mistake.  Mistress open hand slapped him across the face hitting
squarely on the left cheek and forcing his head to roll to the right.
The backlash hit his right cheek.

"Don't you ever dare to ever talk to me like that again!!!"

She gave him another open hand slap that made his eyes water.  He felt
his face getting hot.  It was as embarrassing as anything.  Billy had
never been slapped by a woman before.  As the blows came, they were
not closed and hard punches, but enough to make his face sting.
Mistress gave him another series.

"God, you know how to push my buttons, Slut.  The way you are going,
I'm going to have your whole body red for little Sally.  Obviously she
can't do it herself.  I think it is time to fuck that pee hole again.
I did promise you three this time. You know that I always keep my
promise."

"Please Mistress, anything but that.  It burnt like crazy for a week.
I was so afraid that I was going to get a bladder infection."

Mistress laughed.

"Oh that turns me on Slut.  It burnt when I fucked it and then all
week.  Gee what will three do?"

"Please mistress.  Please let me take a hundred cane licks.  I will do
that.  Please."

"Quiet Slut.  I will do as I please.  If I want you to take one
hundred canes or a hundred bull whip, you will and you know it.
You're in no position to make deals.  In fact, I really resent the
fact that you would even dare to be my equal enough to make a deal. Oh
that makes me mad."

The flogger flashed down on his asshole over and over and over.  The
blows came so hard and so fast that Billy lost track of how many or
how hard they were.  The pain from the earlier ones blended with the
later ones.  With his skin alive with pain, Billy's brain started to
zone out.  The pain blended into his psyche, and the whole event
started to blend.

"Fuck this.  I need my paddle."

The next thing that Billy felt was the large wooden paddle pounding
into his ass.  Each blow lifted him up on his toes and except for the
rope would have knocked him over.  Mistress didn't even 
flinch but kept delivering blows down on his ass.  Billy sunk into his
mind.

He thought, "How can I make it stop?  Anything, oh I would do
anything.  What does she want? What can I do?  Oh My God, I can't
stand it.  I can't stop it.  There is nothing I can do.  They just 
keep coming.  It makes no sense.  I can't figure it out.  I can't
think."

"Lick it, Slut"

Billy instantly started licking without even knowing what was being
offered.  His tongue hit the palm of her hand, and he licked it as
good as he knew how.

"Good, Slut. I like that."

"Thank you, Mistress."

There was a moment of peace and then the blows came again.  Billy
braced himself and sunk deeper.  Reality seemed to shift, and nothing
was real.  The only thing for certain was that things were better when
Mistress was happy.  He had to keep Mistress happy.

"I want to fuck your pee hole."

"Yes Mistress, anything Mistress.  God yes, I want you to fuck it."

"That is better, Slut."

Mistress wasted no time pulling three alcohol dipped Q-Tips from a
plastic container.  She slid under his body where that she had full
access to his cock.  The first one went in easily.  Mistress 
held his cock firmly and pushed the second one in beside it.  Billy
felt the Q-Tip scrape the inside of his cock, and the burning started.
The tightness of his urethra made if so she had to work it in 
and out.

"I swear, these three are going inside of that pee hole.  If we have
to be here all night, I want that pee hole fucked."

"Yes Mistress."

When she sunk the second all the way in, Billy could not resist the
urge to cry out.  From his bent over position, he looked down at her
long legs and panties.  He saw Mistress move a hand down 
and start to stroke herself through her panties.  At the same time the
third one started.  There was no room for it.  Mistress tried to push
the head into the opening.  It felt like it was tearing apart his pee 
hole from the inside.  Billy screamed a long and enduring scream.
Before he closed his eyes, Billy saw Mistress furiously rubbing her
panties.  Then as the pain overwhelmed him, Billy closed his 
eyes and sunk into it.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh God this is so hot.  I'm going to cum."

Billy felt the pressure of her sliding the third Q-Tip between the
other two and sliding its way down their shafts.  He screamed.
Mistress screamed.

"I'm so fucking this pee hole.  And I'm 
cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmming.   
God ... ... It is so big ... So hard.  
Cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmming."

She pushed it deeper and Billy reacted.

"AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRG"

"Oh yes, that is it, scream for me. Oh I am cumming
moreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

Billy felt the pressure of her pushing the middle Q-Tip in and out of
him.  It felt like it would crack open.  As soon as she stopped
cumming, she relaxed.  Billy took deep breaths to keep the pain at 
distance.  Mistress climb back to her feet, but Billy still felt the
Q-Tips inside.

"Mistress?"

"Shut up Slut."

The wooden paddle hit his ass again.  He jerk forward as the paddle
hit the sensitive but cool skin.  It felt like a hot poker driving
through his ass.  Her blows came hard and fast again.

"All I want to hear is how good for nothing you are.  What a piece of
shit you are?  How you mistreat women of this world. Come on Slut,
make it good.  I am going to keep whipping this ass until you convince
me that you believe it."

The paddle hit the blisters on his ass.  Billy felt them growing what
seemed to be blister on blisters.  The licks never stopped one after
the other.

"I'm worthless Mistress."

"And?"

The paddle came back down on him again.  He tried to talk as they hit.

"No good for anything, Mistress. I'm dirt under shoes.  I'm the lowest
form of life."

Whack,Whack, Whack.

"Good, keep going?"

Whack, Whack, Whack 

"I don't deserve any woman.  I am only worthy as a door mat."

"Damn right.  And?"

Whack, Whack, Whack

Billy mind started to fade so that he could no longer think anymore.
Somewhere, he knew that he could not repeat himself, but couldn't
think of anything new. The licks kept coming.

"I am shit."

The blows became double hard.

"I've heard that before, you better work harder or you aren't going to
have an ass left."

Whack, Whack, Whack

"I don't know anything Mistress.  Oh Mistress, I,"

He burst into deep sobs.  Tears flowed readily down his face.
Mistress broke the power of the last swing so that its impact was only
a touch.   As he bawled his eyes out, Mistress untied his wrists.  
Billy tumbled to the ground in a fetal position.

"I'm sorry Mistress.  I'm sorry that I'm not good enough to give you
the right answer.  I'm so sorry."

"There, there you've learned something, didn't you slut?  You learned
just what you are."

Mistress held his head in her lap and stroked his hair as if he was a
child.

"Why don't you clean my boots?"

"Yes Mistress, anything for you, Mistress."

Billy moved to Mistress muddy shoes and with out hesitation licked a
clump of mud.  Mistress visually checked that the backpack was in
position and pressed a remote control button.  She saw the flicker of
the lens in the darkness of the backpack top.  Again and again, she
took photos of her slut willingly sucking her boots clean.

"See, you do know your place.  That is what makes you a good Slut.
Come here, and I'll give you a treat."

Mistress grinned as she removed her panties and opened her legs.
Billy looked down at the dirt.

"Come here, Slut and try to show me that you are at least adequate at
being a pussy licker.  Don't hold back on me, or I'll string you back
up and give you a proper lesson."

Billy dove into her pussy with an urgency to please.  Mistress felt
his tongue fucking her like a little cock.  He didn't notice anything
but her pussy and the wetness.  Sucking and tongue fucking it, he 
was focused.

"Oh I like the way that you do that.  You know that I'm never going to
let you go Slut."

Billy kept sucking and licking as if he was a death row inmate working
for a pardon.  You're going to be my slut anytime and anywhere I want
you."

Billy moaned.  Mistress held his head for a minute.

"Let me explain what that means.  I'm not going to play second fiddle
for your ass.  I'm not going to be the dessert while she is the main
course.  You're going to wear a cell phone 24 hours a day.  
When I call, you will be mine and that means anytime that I call, you
will be mine.  I don't care if you're making love to cute little
Sally.  When that phone rings, you will do what I tell you.  Do you 
understand how this is going to work?"

"I think so, Mistress."

"Good, and one last thing.  If you don't come to me when I ask, then
we'll set up another outing out here.  I'll strap your ass so bad that
you won't be able to stand, and then I will stake you down over 
one of these ant hills and douse you with honey and watch you squirm.
You know that I always do what I say I'm going to do, don't you?"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh," Billy said.

"Now get that mouth back to working.  I want to cum again, shit boy.
You better suck me better than that, Doormat."

Billy redoubled his efforts.

*** THE END ***


Note from Boy Toy.
Mistress Sweeter Stuff has not decided whether I should write a follow
up story or not.  If there is a follow up story, it will be entitled,
"The Cell Phone Mistress".  She has left it up to you.  So if you want
me to write the follow up story, email her or contact her via Yahoo
Messenger (id=sweeter_stuff2002).

HER Email
mailto:sweeter_stuff2002@yahoo.com?subject=revenge2

HER Website
http://sweeterstuff.com/

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