Strictly Business (3 page)

Sub knew as I collected the ball gag and the nipple rings from the desk that his feeble bleat was about to be quelled and that he was powerless to stop it. Gags have connotations of both control and punishment and for that very reason I often like to use them as a form of humiliation. Most ball gags in my collection are made of solid rubber or silicone, and have a leather strap which passes through the diameter of the sphere. As sub was a novice in the art of BDSM I had decided to use a forty four millimeter wiffle gag instead. This is a simple but effective gag which replaces the solid ball with a light plastic one that is safer as it allows a constant airflow once secured around the head. Whilst the gag wouldn't silence sub completely it would render his speech completely intelligible with any attempt at talking causing excessive drooling and thus humiliating him further. Business boy's total submission was completed by the installation of a pair of chrome rubber tipped adjustable nipple clamps capable of delivering a gentle squeeze to an intensely painful pinch courtesy of a simple screw on each one. As I tightened the screw fully sub released a sexually charged moan barely audible through his ball gag.

With my submissive unable to exit, but clearly trying to pre-empt my next strategic move in the game of inches, it was time to get down to business. I loaded my non-latex clad fingers with a generous helping of anal relaxant which would also serve as lubrication for sub's virginal ass. Although sub had pleasured himself from time to time with his purple peril, he had never experienced pure penetration at the hands of a Mistress. As I was about to make sub's dreams come true, this innate yearning was about to be fulfilled. Skilfully competent and of course well trained, I surreptitiously inserted the index finger of my right hand into sub's anal cavity. His anus offered significant resistance to this perceived violation and as I pushed further I could feel the muscles contracting. Sub and I had earlier discussed and agreed the use of suitable safe words and had opted for the universally tried and tested traffic light system. Green meaning go, amber for proceed with caution and red for stop, as per driving a vehicle upon any highway so to speak. Prior to proceeding further into the shaven asshole, I would of course need to confirm sub's colour of choice, which would require removing the now bedded in ball gag.

As his mouth was liberated, sub let out a definitive “Green Mistress, definitely green” and with my finger delving deeper into the unknown, sub was clearly straining in the confines of his cock cage. Ever responsive to a sub's needs I decided to release his dick from its imprisonment and retrieved the key from my cleavage. With its release his cock sprang into action and almost immediately emitted a full blown erection and simultaneously signified the green light to continue.

With a little more lube to ease the passage, I entered a second finger into sub's ass and then a third, exploring every inch of his chamber. By now the drool from his perfectly erect penis had spread from the tip of his phallus to the expanse of the duvet and I could tell that his ass hole had become was relaxed and nonchalant, unconcerned with any impending insertion. As I pulled out my fingers from sub's ass and before his muscles had a chance to retract in defiance, I replaced them with the smallest of my liquorice lube butt plugs. Sub gave out another moan as I effortlessly pushed the plug in to its maximum length.

“Nowhere near big enough ass whore” I remarked, pulling out the torpedo and reinstating another bigger one.

This time sub's ass offered a modicum of a struggle but by no means an outright refusal. His tunnel was well on the way to being stretched to capacity and I could feel my nipples harden at the very thought. Although sub was just getting started in the anal arena, I deemed that he was in fact ready to accommodate the biggest of my butt plugs, and duly introduced it complete with its tapered edges and elongated point into the now pulsating pit. With the palm of my hand I nudged the plug further into his anus, and with each thrust sub offered thanks and even more pre-cum.

“You've done well sub, but not well enough” I retorted, and meanwhile construing that ice would now be needed.

Leaving sub confined to the bed and constrained in terms of retaliation, I promptly exited the now boudoir on a daring raid to infiltrate the ice dispenser. The mission was exciting and enticingly erotic, after all, at any point the lift doors could open and the inhabitants be confronted by a leather clad lady in porn heels. Alas on this particular occasion the assignment was completed without hindrance on my part and trauma on theirs. On my successful return, I emptied the two plastic pots full of ice into one of the provided tumblers. With sub still restrained and penetrated with one of my anal curios, I jammed the glass dildo into the beaker. With all the action in sub's asshole he sure as hell needed a cool down, and my borosilicate bum buggerer would be more than adequate. When placed in ice, glass cools down incredibly quickly, and it wasn't very long before the curvaceous work of art was ready to investigate sub's orifice. With sub being well prepared, the bulbous end of the dildo slid in with extreme ease, rapidly followed by the ribbed shaft. The heat from sub's ass caused the uber-chilled dildo to condense as it made its journey further into the anal abyss.

“Amber Mistress” exclaimed sub as the glass dildo penetrated the deepest voids of his anus, touching the top, and unable to venture forth any further.

Subs cock was waning a little as the head fuck of what was happening and the sheer sensory overload began to hit home. Removing the dildo and leaving his dopamine to do its stuff, I released sub from his shackles. Whilst sub reeled somewhat from the experience that had been, I strapped myself in ready to give sub the ride of his life. As I tightened the harness of my strap-on, sub had shifted himself to the bottom of the bed and was sat, his flaccid cock hanging in sweet liberation. In contrast my smaller but erect cock was dutifully dominant. I stood before sub as he gazed in wonderment at the sight of a Mistress equipped with a permanently hard erection that would make even the most confident of men nervous. Before he had time to offer any comment I grabbed his head in both my hands and forced my silicone schlong into his mouth so hard that he gagged as it reached the back of his throat.

“Now suck my fucking cock” I demanded, “You need to earn your fucking keep sub and don't fucking forget that”. As he had previously done with my heels, sub began his blow-job by deep throating the length of my dick, and whilst sub was sucking I gave him the length of leather thong from the desk top.

“Tie your fucking cock up, and make sure it's fucking tight, so tight your bollocks go blue and your cock can't fucking breath asshole” I snarled.

Sub obeyed my wishes without question and strapped the length of cord around the length of his cock and balls, separating each testicle as he completed my command with a tight knot behind his ballsac.

Withdrawing my strap-on from his mouth I instructed sub to unscrew the dick from the harness and replace it with the bigger mother fucker I had brought with me. Reassuringly realistic, it offered perfect penetration, boasting a solid inner core for firmness and adorned with anatomical detail and texture, it stood proud ready for action.

With the wet patch between my thighs ever expanding, I watched as sub again paid attention to the whole of my pretend penis and not just the head. He swirled his tongue around the tip meanwhile massaging the balls like a pro, whilst I violated his ass with two fingers. As sub continued with his duties I readied myself for the climax of the day's events - a full ass fucking, courtesy of my eight inch strap-on.

I told sub to lie on the bed face down, but to make sure that his ass was high in the air by firstly getting on all fours and then subsequently placing his arms flat in front of him. The pump action of the lube container effectively discharged a massive pool of anal relaxant on to subs rectum and the coldness caused the muscles to contract and his ass hole to almost retract in on itself. Using one hand to spread the sticky substance around and the other to steady myself I placed the tip of my strap-on against the now partially closed hole. Gently, I eased the head of the penis into sub's ass and he emitted a gasp in response. Slowly but surely I pushed the rest of the shaft into his tight asshole, using a backwards and forwards motion to ease myself into his anal pussy. Quickly sub was the recipient of my whole length and I started to pump his ass, deep and long. I could see that underneath him his cock was rock hard and was yet again drooling its juices in quiet contentment. With every stroke sub's ass was beginning to loosen but at the same time his anal muscles enveloped the dildo drawing it in further to his ass. With sub face down he wasn't able to see the debauched scenario but he could without a doubt feel it, especially with me reminding him that he was a dirty worthless ass whore cumslut who was getting his ass fucked like a sissy. As his ass settled into the fuck I used sub's hips to pull him closer and to delve deeper into his ass. As he became more and more aroused I increased the pace of the penetration alongside the depth until the balls of the strap on were slapping against the accommodating ass and sub was thanking me for every spine tingling thrust.

Subs sighs and moans symbolised nothing less than sheer satisfaction, and he started to pull his cock at an attempt at a half assed wank. As a dominant Mistress I am usually more a fan of allowing my subs and slaves to bring themselves to a climax as opposed to me delivering hand-relief, but to be candid, on this occasion I just couldn't resist temptation. Sub's dick was alluring and just as enticing and the hard length was so inviting. Cupping his bollocks in my left hand and gripping his cock with my right I started to wank his manhood. His ample foreskin peeled back as I quickened the pace of my imposed masturbation. Sub writhed upon the bed, his muscles tensing as the intensity of the experience took hold. In return my pussy juiced freely, soaking my thong, the wetness finding its way to the top of my legs. The depth of the collective arousal delivered a multitude of sensations, each with a magnitude capable of initiating further arousal. Sub's dick was now soaking wet, doused in divine pre-cum that glistened on my gloves. Sub was moaning in a state of induced sexual awakening, and I instinctively knew it was time to provoke his penis further. Withdrawing my cock from his ass, his relief was only short lived. I moved down the bed and reached for a condom, ripping the wrapper as I returned and straddled him. Extracting the rubber from the packet, I perched it on the end of sub's penis, enveloped the willing cock in my mouth and with dangerous fluency unravelled the sheath all the way down to the base. Retracting upwards I teased the tip of the glans with my tongue, darting over the exposed ridge and in and out of the opening causing sub to squirm as I proficiently took the whole of his cock in my mouth and sucked hard, interspersing the suction with long hard licks. Sub's cock stiffened further and as his scrotum tightened it was obvious that he needed to come. Relinquishing my grip, all of a sudden I was drawn to his eyes, the expression on his face was one of overwhelment. It was obvious that the bombardment from my blow job was just too much and he exploded forthwith, filling the latex with lashings of luscious spunk to the tune of “I'm coming Mistress, thank you Mistress”. Meanwhile my clit was drowning in the deluge of pussy juice and was so hard it was adamant its demands would not go unnoticed. A job for later I pondered momentarily.

Flogged and fucked, punished and penetrated, I showed the now showered, but unchaste and no longer virginal sub to the door. As Dom not dom egressed, there came an appeal of “Can we do this again please Mistress ...please?” his eyes imploring me to say yes.

In an instant I pushed him against the door, and blocking his exit I pressed my leather clad body hard against his. I could feel his cock harden in salutation to Mistress. Moving closer, and placing an arm either side of his head, I installed myself well and truly in his personal space, so close that the sexual tension was unmistakably palpable. I could feel his breath on my cheek and no doubt he mine, a gentle breeze blended with the sweet smell of sex and pricey perfume.

“That depends” I replied, being deliberately indeterminate.

Looking almost perplexed and somewhat inquisitive sub dared to offer a response, “On what Mistress?”

Momentarily annoyed at his audacity, I grabbed his cock through his jeans and offered a rather curt comeback.

“On whether or not you convince Mistress that you really aren't just another insolent little shit”. I intensified the grip on his genitalia and sub whimpered somewhat.

“So sub likes that does he” I suggested in a somewhat brusque tone.

“Yes Mistress, thank you Maam”.

Sub's dick developed further, the solidity of his shaft clearly apparent. My dexterity proved delightful for him as I kneaded his balls with one hand and clutched his cock with the other. I slowly started to move my hand up and down his length and the ecstasy in sub's eyes was clear to see, and in devious denial I relinquished my grasp.

“Rub your own fucking cock”, my voice was decidedly disciplinarian.

Without hesitation, sub obliged with such obvious obedience and began to rub his prick hard.

“Harder, you worthless fucking sissy” I growled, not taking my eyes off sub's fingers and thumb which were now grappling with a full blown hard on. Sub was looking directly down at his dick, gleaning pure gratification from such a sight. Putting an end to such prurient pleasures, I cupped his chin in my right hand and forced sub to stare directly into my eyes instead. The euphoria emblazoned across his face suggested that he wasn't far from climaxing again, at which point a little gentle encouragement never goes amiss and I therefore felt it only appropriate to offer further instruction.

“You displease me sub, you're not wanking fast enough and don't you dare fucking come until I tell you to”. Sub's breathing was beginning to quicken and he was exhaling deeply.