The Strap-On Mistress
I just love the ‘Strap-on’session. I step into the harness, I slowly pull it up, right in front of its recipient keeping eye contact with him as I tighten it up. Once it’s in place it is a part of me.
The unequalled sight that is the Mistress with a cock-so powerful. So, I have a dick and I know how to use it. I take great satisfaction from the look on subs faces as they watch me preparing…excitement, anticipation. More than a hint of fear when they realise it’s way bigger than the dildo they’ve been pracising with at home…
Sub has assumed an appropriate postion of my choosing, whether it’s on his side, knees pulled in as in a humiliating medical type procedure (o.k, albeit my kind of anal examination) or bent over and tied to the ‘rape bench’ or as in todays case, on his back, legs in the air with his upper torso strapped to the bed. He’s lubed up as am I. I’m looking forward to this. He’s a regular slave so he has his hole pounded twice a month.
“Are you ready to get fucked, bitch?”
“Oh, God, yes Mistress. Fuck me..Fill my worthless ass with cock. I want to take it hard for you!”
I get such a rush as I push my cock into his ass. Seeing it slide right in, the entire length. I get a nice rythym going, so deep the harness itself slams against his ass. I grip the sluts thighs so I can pull him to me, just to make sure every last inch in in.
I decide he’s been well and truly done, has been reminded who own him, mind body and soul. I have no more use for him. This supremely Dominant sexual abuser of men has had her deviant needs met. Mistress Zena – sated.