mindbrokensluts:It wasn’t wise to get mistress angry. Despite her beauty and soft features she act
mindbrokensluts: It wasn’t wise to get mistress angry. Despite her beauty and soft features she actually scarily dominant and aggressive. When she gives me that look I know I’m in for some serious punishment. Spankings are her favourite, my ass is still sore from the last time I was late to meet her. She wasn’t always my mistress. At one point she was just some girl who worked in the same office as me. I didn’t take much notice of her, never really cared. What I failed to realise was that she was a lesbian. Not only that but she wanted me for whatever reason. Her desires were fulfilled when she got her hands on that photo. It was just something meant for my boyfriend at the time and I don’t know how she got ahold of it but soon she confronted me. She threatened that if I didn’t meet her in private at a hotel room and follow all of her instructions carefully I would find that picture being forwarded to all of my coworkers and family members. At the time I still didn’t know what she wanted from me. I would never have guessed when i entered that hotel room just how depraved she could be. As soon as I came into the room she started fingering me, not even locking the door first. I tried to protest but she leaned into my ear and whispered about how my family and friends would react to seeing my revealing picture. It took a while since I’m not into women and the whole situation was repulsive but eventually she made me cum. It was so weird, I never thought a woman would be able to do that to me but when she worked her fingers in there she really knew just where to push and pinch to get my juices flowing. It was embarrassing but gradually my body loosened up and my hips started wriggling involuntarily and by the end I nearly collapsed into her as I moaned and my eyes rolled back and…well it was good ok. I didn’t expect it but it was so, so good. It didn’t stop there. She took her fingers which were coated in my sticky fluids and stick them in my mouth! I pulled my head away, gagging and choking but she forced them in until i relented and suckled on the filthy digits. She made me continue until I felt sick, tasting my own pussy…it was so lewd. All the time she whispered. Asking me how sweet I tasted. Telling me to savour the flavour, to work my ‘pretty pink tongue’. She was vile but I couldn’t disobey her. It got worse when she inserted her fingers back into my pussy, mixing my saliva back in as she rolled them around inside me for a while. Then she raised them back up to her mouth to have a taste herself. The look on her face as she relished in sampling my private parts was devilish. She wanted to debase and disgust me more, that much was obvious. She made me refer to her as Mistress. It didn’t seem like the worst part of the experience, even thought it was belittling and embarrassing. I just went with it, not wanting to piss her off. It was difficult though, she would keep correcting me, telling me I had to sound more sultry and sexy when I said it. I wanted to spit in her face and yell at her but instead I repeated ‘Mistress’ in an ever more slutty and high pitched voice until she was happy with it. When she forced me down onto my knees I started to tear up. I begged and begged, she couldn’t possible want me to do something like that…I’m straight…I would never…it was inevitable really. For a petite girl her grip was strong as she grabbed me by the hair and forced my face into her waiting cunt. I couldn’t breath, the odour was suffocating and it was so wet and slippery I just wanted to leave my body at that point. Drift away and forget what was happening. Of course I couldn’t. When at first I wouldn’t open my mouth to lick her dripping hole she pulled my hair and reminded me of the picture. I was freaking out inside but I wavered. My lips trembled and fell open and I shyly poked my ‘pretty pink tongue’ as she called it into her delicate folds. She thrust my head into her even more as I forced myself not to gag. I started exploring her with my tongue, rubbing and nibbling and from then the hole experience blurred a bit. I was so horrified at what she was making me do to her body…raping me…I kind of lost my mind. I recall getting too into it because I was just so far gone. I buried my own face so deep in her crotch and gave her such an intense orgasm. I didn’t even care that my face was soaked with her cum anymore I just kept mindlessly working my tongue up and down her clit. When she finally finished cumming, screaming what a brilliant ‘lezzy clitlicker’ I was repeatedly as she did, we simply laid there for a while. I was so exhausted and covered in sweat-hers and mine-that I just fell unconscious. When I came to I was alone on the bed. Still covered in drying juices and with my senses returning I ran to the bathroom to throw up. At the time I thought that would be the end of it. I wish… Only a few days later she contacted me again. She wasn’t satisfied with just one night. She ordered me to meet her at a seedy building in an unfamiliar neighbourhood that night and I reluctantly agreed. Arriving at the location I had the sinking feeling that things weren’t going to go well. After being raped at the hotel I wasn’t sure it could get any more awful and humiliating. Then she led me to the glory hole. I looked at her with eye wide in horror but it only made her grin. She nibbled on my ear while she whispered her orders…so creepy…she told me to lube up my hands and start rubbing two of the erect cocks that were sticking through the side of the wall. I shivered. I cried. I obeyed. It was so seedy and grimy what I was doing but Mistress told me to and I couldn’t challenge her. I wrapped my hands around two dicks and tentatively stroked the shafts up and down. I struggled to get into rhythm but then Mistress leaned in and whispered again. “Pump those cocks slave! Mistress wants to see you covered in jizz like the pathetic whore you are! What’s wrong? I thought you said you were into men…” I cried but at the same time my hands moved faster and with purpose. I had to obey Mistress…I hated her but I had to obey her. Soon I felt throbbing in my hands as the dicks began to cum. Mistress made sure I was in position to take the full force of their jism as it splattered across my face and chest. I thought of what my boyfriend would say if he saw this. It filled me with self loathing and disgust but I did as Mistress told me and moved on to the next hard cocks that were waiting for service. When Mistress got bored of me using my hands she grabbed my hair and told me to let go of one of the dicks I was currently servicing. Then she forced my face down onto it and pushed hard, the cock penetrating my mouth and hitting the back of my throat. I gagged and spluttered, drool and precum leaking out as I gave my involuntary blowjob. Once she was confident I could take the dick that far into my mouth she let go and told me to continue on my own. Personally I would have preferred her to keep going. I didn’t want it really but when she made me do it myself it just felt much dirtier. It was less like rape when I was actively pushing my mouth onto his spamming cock. Hours later I was an absolute mess. I stank and my whole body seemed to be doused in semen. I had reached the point where I wasn’t even bothered by the substance anymore as I crawled over to Mistress, half expecting her to have a penis. She looked down at me with utter repulsion as she told me what a pathetic, dumb, worthless slave I was. Then she waited as if she wanted me to say something…I wasn’t sure what to do and her face getting angrier and angrier so I meekly said “yes Mistress.” The smile she gave as I said that-as I confirmed her debasing insults and agreed to being a dumb slave-was devious. I still have nightmares about that moment. I barely even thought about what I was saying then and the fact that she didn’t tell me to…didn’t whisper in my ear like she always would…it meant I was farther gone than I realised. Then things spiralled downward after that night. You don’t believe me? Well it turns out she was taking pictures of me during the glory hole session. She told me to quit my job and I had to do it, I would be fired if she showed the pictures so I had no choice. She told me to dump my boyfriend and I had to do it, he would dump me if he found out what I had been doing so I had no choice. She told me to move in with her and I had to do it, I could no longer stay with my boyfriend or pay rent somewhere else since I was unemployed so I had no choice. I never had a choice really. I don’t recall making a single choice since I moved in with her. She tells me what to eat, what to wear, what to say and what to think. Mistress has complete control over me and she has used it to turn me into her perfect little lesbian plaything. A worthless slave. With each passing day I forget a bit more of what it was like to make my own choices. I’m growing attached to Mistress…I no longer resent her for making me a slave. I no longer miss my job or my boyfriend. I even enjoy the taste of her pussy, my pussy…I love the feeling of her skin on mine and the feel of her breasts. She made me into a lesbian which I didn’t know was possible but then again I don’t know anything. What Mistress says is truth. That is all I know. -- source link