She was just my type… petite, slender, curvaceous and extremely feminine. I couldn’t help touching myself as I stared at her picture. The ad indicated that she was into heavy humiliation, among other things. I didn’t have all that much experience with that kind of stuff , but the experience I did have was very enjoyable. I resolved to call her up and book an appointment. Part of me was worried about what I might be getting myself into, but I surged ahead anyway.
The voice on the other end of the line was pleasant yet authoritative. I faltered.
“Speak up slave, or I will hang up. I have no time for silly games.”
I quickly blurted out that I had seen her ad and wished to make an appointment. She filled me in on the procedure and I booked an appointment for 5 o’ clock that evening.
I could hardly wait to be her slut! I went to the local department store and bought a pair of shiny pink panties to wear for her. I hoped that she would be pleased with my small effort.
When the time came, I stood outside her building with butterflies in my stomach. I wondered if I should really go through with this, but I wasn’t going to back out now. I rang the bell and I was buzzed in.
I took the elevator upstairs and walked down the hall to her studio, but before I could knock, the door swung open. She was breathtaking! A slight smirk played on her lips. She motioned me into one of the dungeons and commanded me to disrobe. My fingers were trembling as I unbuttoned my shirt. The sight of her firm breasts through the sheer bodysuit she was wearing was making me weak.
“Are you staring at my tits, pervert?” she asked, slapping me across the face repeatedly. “I know you were. You’ve already earned yourself a spanking, slave!” Ms. Reneee turned on her heel and strode out of the room telling me I had better be on my knees when she returned.
When she came back, I was on all fours with my nose to the ground. I could see her beautiful feet as she circled me slowly. She grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me up onto my knees. Her lovely deep blue eyes sparkled like stars as she looked deep into my soul. I swallowed nervously. “What a little slut you are! Your little cock is dribbling all over… I will have to punish you immediately,” she said in a chiding tone.
Ms. Renee sat down and told me to lie on her lap for my spanking. I felt like I was close to cumming already! It was as if she read my mind when she said, “Don’t you dare cum on my legs or you’ll really be sorry.” She gave me a few really hard spanks to emphasize her point. “Yes Mistress,” I said meekly.
My cock was still rock hard and she must have felt it because she let loose with a volley of slaps that really stung my bottom. I begged her to stop but she just laughed a little and rubbed my ass, then continued to spank away. “I will continue to spank you for as long as I feel like it,” she announced matter-of-factly.
As she continued to spank me I felt a warm rush enveloping my body. I was actually enjoying it! She took little breaks to tickle my balls and rub my ass, but once my cock got hard again, she beat me some more. She laughed when I kicked my feet and squirmed. She was obviously loving this!
Ms. Renee abruptly pushed me off of her lap and onto the floor. “I see something shiny and pink on the floor over there.” She walked over to where I had piled my clothes and held up the pink panties with one finger. Ms. Renee just stood there staring at me tapping her foot. “Chickenshit, sissy! I suppose you wore these, and then changed your mind about showing them to me, hmmm? Put them on now!”
I obeyed immediately. The feeling of the silky material on my sore bottom was delicious. I started to dribble again right away. In a matter of seconds, the front of the panties had a wet spot. Ms. Renee rubbed the slimy spot with her finger and then shoved it in my mouth.
“Suck it, slut!” she ordered. “What are we going to do with your candy ass? You cheap little whore! You just can’t seem to stop yourself from leaking… maybe if I tied up your little raisin sac that would help.” Ms. Renee yanked my panties to the side and gave my throbbing cock a few slaps. She then produced a long thin leather cord and began tightly binding my balls. When she was finished they were really jutting out. I felt extremely vulnerable. She gave my balls a little squeeze before tucking them back into the panties.
“Such a pretty little sissy,” she said smiling wickedly. “Listen up slut… you will under no circumstances cum without my permission.”
“Yes Mistress,” I said breathless with anticipation.
“Are you my little slut?” she said, twisting my nipples. I must not have answered her promptly enough because she lightly kneed my bound up balls and slapped my face some more. “You will answer me immediately when I ask you a question! Is that understood?” she said sternly. “Of course Mistress,” I replied with my eyes cast downward. She grabbed my chin and held it firmly tilting my head up to meet her gaze. “You will look at me when I am speaking to you, slave.”
“Yes Mistress,” I said promptly.
“I’m going to make you look more pleasing to me with this red lipstick!” she announced waving the silver tube around gleefully. “Pucker up, sissy.”
She smoothed the lipstick on to my waiting mouth effortlessly and smiled at me telling me I looked like a pretty little sissy. I felt sluttier than ever! Ms. Renee rubbed my cock through my panties and laughed at me when I tried to hump her hand.
“You want to spread your legs for me so I can stick my cock up your slut ass, don’t you?” she said strapping on her dildo. “ First you’re going to suck me off, bitch! Open your mouth.”
Ms. Renee shoved her cock into my mouth before I could respond. She held my head in her hands as she fucked my face and rubbed her cock all over my red painted lips. She told me to stick out my tongue and jerked off on it. She was really getting into it! I could smell her wonderful womanly aroma. I was totally enthralled by her. When she looked at me, her eyes mischieviously.
“Look at what a slut you are!” she said excitedly pointing at the mirror. The entire wall was covered in mirror, so I could see everything. I was mortified and aroused at the same time at the sight of myself in pink panties and red lipstick. I quickly looked away but Ms. Renee wasn’t having it. She commanded me to keep looking as she used my face hole. The front of my panties was completely soaked with my pre-cum.
Wordlessly Ms. Renee began to restrain me. Before I knew it I was in a very vulnerable position, with my legs spread dangling in mid air. I jerked my wrists but they were padlocked to the wall. She stood above me dangling the key, smiling.
“I’ve got you right where I want you now,” she said contentedly. “There is no turning back! The rules are few, but extremely important… Listen carefully.”
Ms. Renee sat on my chest as she explained to me that she would not tolerate me cumming without her express permission. She told me to say mercy if I even felt close. To test me out she used a big vibrator over my panties. It only took me a minute to scream for mercy.
“After all this exertion you must be getting thirsty,” she said sweetly. “What kind of hostess would I be if I didn’t offer you some form of refreshment?”
I just looked at her incredulously as she unsnapped the crotch of her outfit and stroked her pussy. I was completely tongue tied. I didn’t know where this was going, but it sure turned me on! Ms. Renee squatted over my face, her pussy was just inches from my mouth. It was beautiful!
“Open wide, slut!” she commanded pressing her gorgeous cunt against my open mouth. I was helpless to disobey her. She suddenly let loose a hot stream of piss down my gullet. The taste was slightly bitter and salty, but I managed to swallow it without gagging. I couldn’t believe she actually had me drinking her piss! I felt like such a dirty old man. This woman could be my daughter!
“I’m not finished yet toilet mouth,” she stated arrogantly “ You will drink the entire bladder’s worth if I decide that’s what I want.”
All she had to do was touch my cock and I was begging for mercy again. The thought of being forced to drink all of her piss was almost too much to handle. I began to plead with Ms. Renee to please let me cum. She just slapped my cock and pissed down my throat some more, telling me that I had better not spill any on her rug.
“It’s not time for you to cum… it’s time for you to get fucked! You’ll be a good little slut for me won’t you?” she teased. I squealed as Ms. Renee began to finger fuck me with expert skill. She used her other hand to stimulate my throbbing member. Then she added a second finger and then a third, stretching me to the max. I wanted to cum so very badly but she refused to let me.
She greased up her big cock and slowly worked it up my loosened asshole all the way up to the base. I grunted with the effort of taking it all. It really filled me up! Ms. Renee slowly slid in and out of me, driving me wild with lust. I wriggled back and forth like a cheap slut, I couldn’t seem to get enough even though I already felt completely full. She began thrusting harder still, teasing my cock with her other hand. Almost without warning my body began to convulse and I saw stars… I was experiencing the most powerful orgasm of my life. My cock and ass spasmed for what seemed like forever, I was cumming soooo long and hard it was scary. Mistress Renee kept thrusting until all of my convulsions subsided but she still didn’t take her cock out of me even after I came. I felt more humiliated than ever but I knew I was hooked. I could tell by looking at her that she knew it too. This was to be the beginning of a long journey into the depths of depravity.

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