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Subject: My awesome mistress loves to feed me her sweat
Date: Sun, 28 May 2006 00:34:56 -0700
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I am waiting, naked and alone, in my mistresses entry foyer. I am
anxious, but excited. She left out the front door at 6 am for her
morning jog. I never know what she has planned for me on any given
day. She never lets me wear clothes. That is a firm rule. I have put
on a sock just to test the boundaries of her tolerance for that rule.
I shiver at the results. She always demands complete subservience and
most of the time I am willing to serve. I know she has gone on a 5
mile run this morning so it gives me time to reflect.
My mistress loves to tease me to the very end. She often requires me
to orally serve her for hours at a time. She ties me down on her bed,
both legs strapped down, my left arm tied down, and only my right arm
free, but with a leash attached to the wrist. The leash is fed through
a ring so she can control if my arm is free or if it is locked down
above my head. She will put me in this contraption and straddle my
face leaving my right arms free while holding on tightly to the right
arm leash. She loves to completely engulf my face within the folds of
her vagina, nose, mouth and chin. She grinds herself on my tongue as
if she were riding one of her many boy toys dicks. Copious amounts of
her fluid flow forth into my mouth and I can barely swallow to keep my
mouth from overflowing with her fluids. My erection aches for release,
she demands I masturbate with my right hand, but she constantly pulls
the leash tight so my hand cannot reach. Then she will release the
leash and let me continue. It feels like she is reading my mind, for
as I reach a level of near orgasmic proportions she pulls the leash
taught pulling my hand away from my erection. These thoughts are just
a typical example of a session with my mistress.
A rattle at the door awakens me from my reverie. The door opens and I
see my mistresses silhouette emerge through the door from her morning
jog. As she enters, I see that her jogging sweats are soaked, and the
sweat is dripping off of her brow, her hair soaked and sticking to her
forehead. She steps forward and says "kneel slave!". I respond without
question, looking up at my goddess with adoration. She demands that I
remove her shoes and socks and I do so without question. "Clean my
feet with your tongue, and pay special attention to the area between
the toes!" She sits down in her favorite chair as she says this, and
I proceed to lick her toes. The taste is wonderful as I give each of
her toes a mini blowjob, licking between her toes, and the bottom of
her feet. Her feet are so sweaty it causes me to become erect even
more than usual. She notices my erection and becomes enraged. "Did I
give you permission to get a hard on, slave?"
"No, mistress, you didn't."
"You will pay for that erection!"
"Yes, mistress."
I wonder what she has planned for me next, but I don't have to wonder
long. My mistress says "take off my sweatshirt!" I take of her shirt,
noticing her sweat soaked bra, her nipples erect and the c sized
breast see through due to the amount of sweat on her body. I predict
her to tell me to remove her bra, but she has something else in mind.
She raises her arm, exposing her armpit. She says "lick my underarm,
clean the sweat from my undearm and don't stop until I'm satisfied." I
proceed to do as she says, tasting the acrid tast of her underarm
sweat, it is intoxicating, I start with her right underarm until she
is satisfied and then I turn to her left underarm. She says, "I didn't
wear deodorant just for you, do you enjoy the natural taste of my
sweat slave?" I respond in the affirmative. She didn't even shave her
underarm for 3 days so she has some stubble under there but I don't
dare mention it.
I am aching for release, but my mistress is not done. She removes her
bra and lifts her breasts high. "See how much sweat has accumulated
underneath my tits slave? Lick it clean!" Once again I do so without
question. The sweat tastes a little different but I still love the
taste. "Good job, slave!" I love the adoration from my mistress. She
still looks down at my erection with a disapproving stair. She removes
her sweat-pants and her panties are soaked with sweat, I can see the
outline of the hair between her legs. She peels her sweaty panties off
and dangles them in front of my face. "Open your mouth, slave!" I do
so, and she proceeds to wring her panties out over my mouth, her sweat
dropping into my mouth. She then proceeds to spread her ass open,
"lick the sweat from my ass, and do a really good job." I do so
without question and now my erection is bigger than ever, the ache in
my balls about to explode out of my dick.
"You did a good job, slave, now I am going to put my dildo, which is
your dick, to good use. If you orgasm before I orgasm three times, you
will clean your cum from my pussy with your tongue, and then I will
whip your post-orgasmic dick with a bamboo switch, but I will make
sure your balls get the greatest lashes, so you better focus."
I shiver in fear having been through this test twice before. Only 50%
of the time did I avoid the punishment.
My mistress grabs hold of my penis by the base and roughly inserts it
into her vagina as she straddles me. She then tightens a strap over my
waist so I am not able to thrust on my own, she has complete control.
I am an inantimate object for her to ride. Her pussy is so wet that
her juices flow down over my balls, I can feel my balls become
completely soaked.. "Open your mouth!" my mistress says. I do so and
she spits on my tongue. "Swallow slave!" and I do so. She rides my
dick hard and fast and I focus on not having an orgasm. I close my
eyes trying to think of anything besides my dick and she finally
achieves her first orgasm. I am 1/3rd of the way through, but I can
already feel my control slipping. The feeling of her first orgasm
overwhelms my penis, the slick feeling and the look on her face does
it, especially as she spits on my tongue again. My mistress reaches
back and squeezes my soaked balls as if to remind me what is at stake.
I focus once again, but she makes me open my eyes and stair in her
eyes by slapping my face. Something about this takes me over the edge
and I feel the first spurts enter her vagina and I know what is in
store for me. I cum and cum, filling her pussy. When she senses that I
am done cumming she immediately pulls off my penis and puts her pussy
on my face, turning around so she is straddling my face with her face
toward my post-orgasmic limp penis, soaked in her juices.. "Completely
clean my pussy, eat your cum, you bettter love the taste and ask for
more!"
I proceed to do as she asks but I notice her reaching for her switch.
I cringe with fear and anticipation. She grinds her cum-filled pussy
on my face while using her switch on my knees and slowly moving up my
thighs toward by balls. "Spread your legs, so I have better access to
you balls, slave. Spread them wide, your limp dick is less of a
tempting target then you big, wet balls. Spread wider, and wider." I
spread eagle as far as I can while focusing on eating my cum and her
cum out of her pussy. She used the switch to the right and left of my
balls and finally lands the switch on my balls and it burns. She hits
and hits telling me to beg between each hit. "Beg, slave!" and I beg
as I flinch in pain. The more I flinch in pain, the wetter her pussy
becomes and the more my mouth fills up with her juices and my cum.
Finally she is through, she gets up off of my face and throws me her
sweaty panties. "This is your gift tonight, slave. Enjoy my sweaty,
dirty panties, I wore them 3 days just for you and I jogged every day
in them, as well as enjoyed my other boy toys with them and drained my
pussy in them. You should enjoy those panties for a few days." I
reached out and grabbed them, holding them to my burning balls and
thinking how lucky I am to have such a thoughtful mistress.
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