 WARNING: This story contains sexually explicit material.

   It is not intended to be read by anyone under the age of 18.  This is a
work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely
coincidental.  Copyright 2007.



   Title: Order

   Author: geraldine

   Story codes: MF, Fdom, sm, humil





I order you to strip down naked. I lie down flat on my couch, on my back, and pull on your leash so that you are on your knees right beside the couch. I know the chain collar digs into your neck a little. I am wearing my black corset, a black latex miniskirt, and my red stilettos that match my lipstick. My legs are long and bare and smooth, and my ample breasts are naked, pushed up high on my chest by my tight corset. I have kept my long blonde hair down, so it fans out around my face. 

Your cock is already hard and swollen. 

I reach over and grab your cock, keeping your leash tight with my other hand. Your cock is straight and purple, and I make sure it is wedged tight against the couch, standing straight up.  Your arms hang limply at your sides, and your head is bowed slightly, as I have ordered.  And you know better than to stroke yourself or to touch me without my explicit instruction.

I spread my legs, resting one leg on the back of the couch. It forces my skirt up over my thighs. From where you kneel you can see my smooth, wet pussy clearly.  I know you have inhaled my scent, and you let out your breath, hard. I am watching you intently. 

“Look at you, you pathetic drooling slave,” I growl. “Stay still while I pleasure myself.” I release your leash so that it hangs beside you. 

I take a large black dildo and give it a quick lick to get it wet. Push it into my mouth and run my tongue over it.  Then I slide it gently into my pussy. I have both of my hands down at my pussy, spreading it and pushing the dildo into my wet hole. My upper arms push my breasts together. 

I use one hand to force the dildo in and out of my wet pussy. I rub my clit with my other hand. My pussy is so wet, I can hear the wonderful sucking noises as I ream myself. 

I notice that you are rubbing your cock against the rough fabric of the couch. I say nothing to you. I know what you are doing. Such a bad slave. I close my eyes and enjoy the giant black cock in me, and my fingers massaging my hard clit. I moan and whimper as I fuck myself in front of you. You are pushing hard against the couch now, not touching your cock, but rubbing it furiously against the side of the couch as you watch me masturbate. 

I let out little yelps and whimpers. I arch my back and my breasts jiggle as I ream my pussy harder and harder. My pussy is sopping wet with juice, and the sloppy noises fill the room. I pull one hand away from my clit, bringing it up to pinch my hard nipples and yank on them. I am screaming now, so close to cumming. My hips buck and shudder. I lick my fingers and slide my hand back down to my rock hard clit. 

My whole body vibrates. I can feel you pushing your cock against the couch, humping it. I am so close, gasping for air and moaning loudly. My fingers rub my clit faster and faster, in tiny circles. 

Suddenly, my whole body stiffens, and shudders from head to toe. My eyes are squeezed shut as I scream. The couch bounces and vibrates with me as I cum, so hard, with the dildo shoved inside my pussy to the hilt. I cannot even catch my breath. I explode around the dildo, spasming, bucking. The warm of fresh cum fills my pussy. I finally get a lungful of air and all I can hear is my heart pounding under my breasts.  

And then, beside me, I can hear you. I hear my nasty slave let out a long, low moan. 

I look down at my corset. It is spotted with your fresh cum. Covered in it. I raise my eyes to you. You are kneeling there, mortified, shamed. You cannot even look me in the eye. Pathetic. Your face is flushed red. You are a bad dog, a sad excuse. You bow your head until your chin rests on your chest. 

“What have you done, you naughty slave.” I demand. You say nothing. You have no excuse. I get up and sit so that my legs are on either side of you. My pussy is inches away from your spent cock. I squeeze my thighs together around your torso. “Tsk, tsk. Open your mouth, bitch. Now.”

You close your eyes and tentatively open your mouth. “Wider, bitch.” I take the black dildo, still wet with my pussy juice and cum, and force it into your mouth. I wrap the fingers of one hand around your collar to make it tighter against your neck. I fill your mouth with the dildo until I feel it hit the back of your throat, and then I pull it back out again. You start to cry. You are gasping, spitting, trying to catch your breath. 

“You have no control, slave. No discipline. No worth. You are so weak.” I shove the dildo back into your wet mouth, keeping a tight grip on the collar so that you cannot move away from me. My mouth is close to your ear. “How dare you cum on me, bitch.  No one wants that tiny cock of yours. What a sick dog you are.” I spit in your face and you cringe. 

I slide the dildo in and out, over and over, fucking your mouth, making it sore. You gag around it and spittle flies out of your mouth. Spit and drool runs freely down your chin. I hold you in place with my thighs and your collar, so you cannot get away from your punishment. Your tears and snot roll down your face, making you more pathetic. Once in a while I pull the dildo out completely, and you shake and cough violently. I laugh at you. I throw my head back and laugh as you bow your head and cry. 

I put the dildo beside me for now. The fingers of one hand are still wrapped in your collar, keeping it so tight that you fight for air. I take the leash with my other hand. I reach between my legs, between your legs, and loop the lead down and under your balls. I pull up on the lead, forcing and stretching your cock and balls up towards my smiling face. 

“Such an eager bitch, so eager to cum and disappoint his Mistress. You selfish dog.” Your tears run down your face as you sob for me. “Do you think this pathetic cock excites me? Impresses me? This is just meat attached to more meat. You are nothing to me, you and your filthy whore cock. I do not know why I waste my time with you, bitch.” I can see the pain in your eyes. 

I suddenly let go of the collar and the leash. You are startled and almost fall over. Your wet eyes get very large. You know I am not done with you yet. I lay back down.

“Lick your cold, sick cum off of me, slave.” I grab at the leash again and force your head down against my corset. “Every drop. Eat it all, now. Clean me.”

You bend down and run your tongue over the black fabric, eating your now-cold cum off of me. I hold the leash tight. I listen to the pleasant wet sounds of your mouth working on me, obedient and eager to please me, a loyal dog. I chuckle at you, amused. 

“Do you like the taste of your own cum, bitch? Does it turn your stomach? Your cum is so cold and limp on your Mistress. You disgust me. Such a pathetic slave dog.”  I watch you carefully as you work around my corset and miniskirt, lapping up every last drop. You know better than to leave any cum on me. 

I push you back onto your heels and sit up. I pick up the dildo again. 

“Listen to me, dog. I am going to ream your ass with this big fat dildo. But I will let you make it wet with saliva first. Lick it. Now.” I hold the dildo by its base, sticking straight up, in front of me. 

You lean forward tentatively and lick the dildo. I hold it still for you. I laugh as you lap at it like a lollipop. “That is not enough, bitch. I will tear your asshole open at this rate. Open your dirty whore mouth again.” I shove it deep into your mouth, and watch as your eyes roll back and you gag on the dildo. I twist it inside your mouth.

“Wet enough for you now, bitch.” I pull it out, and slide my body out from in front of you. I get on my knees beside you, and force you down with your collar until your head and upper chest rest on the couch. Your ass sticks out, waiting for me. 

I use one hand to spread your ass cheeks. I peer down at your waiting asshole. “You must be punished for mocking your Mistress by cumming on Her. This is not your final punishment, bitch.” I spit on your ass. I get a good grip on the dildo and push the head of it up against your ass. I hold it there a moment, teasing. I listen to your panicked breathing. Then in one swift motion, I force the dildo into your asshole, hard. Your ass flexes and shudders. You cry out in pain. I slide it out a little and then force it back in, deeper. You start to loosen up around the cock buried in you. So many sounds are coming from you: moans and screams and whimpers and crying. I pump your ass and enjoy watching it disappear into your body. 

I grab your collar with one hand, at the back of your neck. I haul back on it as I ream the giant black dildo in and out of your ass. You cough as you struggle to get a lungful of air. I watch closely as your tight asshole grips the dildo. Your back is arched backwards, painfully. I pound your ass hard. I know exactly what your asshole will look like when I am finished with it, and it makes me smile. 

“Such a bad slave. Take all of this cock, now.” I ram it all the way in, all the way to the hilt, and your body, already covered in goose bumps, shakes violently. “Hold it there, bitch.” I release the dildo, and watch to make sure it does not move out of your tight ass. I bring my free hand down under your belly, to your hard waiting cock.

“What is this? Being humiliated excites you? What sort of sick pathetic animal enjoys punishment?” I stroke your cock, and it swells larger in my grip. “You want to cum again? Once is not enough for you? Such a dirty animal you are.” I feel the precum and massage it along your shaft. I pull myself close to your ear, pulling hard on the collar. 

“Do you like this, bitch? You like your Mistress to stroke you? Answer me.”

But you have nothing for me but whimpers and moans and your tight ass gripping the dildo. I finally hear you whisper, stutter: “Yes, yes my Mistress.  Thank you, Mistress.” I let go of your hard cock and laugh at you.

“Now for your final indignity, bitch. I know I am not nearly cruel enough to you, but you bore me. Such a weak and worthless toy.”

I order you to sit back on the dildo, so that it is pushed up hard and deep into your ass. So that gravity pushes your weight down onto it and it plugs your tight asshole and you cannot move. You sit back slowly, cringing and gasping. You don’t sit back far enough. I grab one of your shoulders and push you down onto it, hard. You cry out. 

I take your leash and pull it behind you, and wrap it several times around your wrists, binding them together. I yank it tight, watching your shoulders flex back and down. 

I stand up, so tall in front of you in my sharp heels. My miniskirt is still hiked up around my hips. I can see you staring at my bare wet pussy. My breasts pour out from above my corset. I shake my head at you. You are such a slut. Your cock is so hard, and stands up straight and purple in front of you, even as you whimper. 

Tears run down your cheeks. I lean down and hold your chin with one hand. I gently stroke your wet cheek with my other hand and force you to look straight into my black eyes. 

“I am leaving you here, bitch. If you move even one inch, I will beat you so hard that you will be a bag of rotten purple meat. And then no Mistress will want you as a toy, not even me. And you will suffer exquisitely through your final days, knowing that you disappointed your one true Mistress. Learn that you are lucky to have me. I have no sympathy, no mercy, no pity for you. You are a dog, but you are my dog. Every drop of blood, every drop of cum, belongs to me and only me. Think about that. Goodbye, slave.”  

I stand up straight and look down at your wet, sad eyes. And I turn my back to you and walk away, my heels tapping against the hard floor. I slam the door and leave you naked and alone in the room, until I am bored again. 

