Mistress Collette's Lair

 



 

Dream A Little Dream of Me

 

 

    I am standing in the bedroom, I have my harness on and my hands are cuffed behind me. You are on your bed. There is a man there with you, although he remains faceless. He is driving into you fast, hard, and deep. He is raw passion unchained, total animal lust. He has you on your back and is driving you wild. Loud moans escape your lips over the sound of slapping flesh.

    All this time I am standing, watching, unable to move or be involved. I want to be so badly. My cock is painfully straining against its prison of steel and leather. As your passion reaches a crescendo, the faceless titan explodes inside of you, massive amounts of cum flooding your sex. As he climbs off the bed he is no longer visible but I can still feel him there, in the room, somewhere. You look over at me, "now...eat me."

     I walk over to you and kneel on the bed between your legs. With my hands still cuffed behind me I awkwardly bend over into your sex. The smell of sex is heady, the mixture of sweat and juices flooding my senses. Tentatively, I taste you. My tongue just barely sliding inside of your lips. "None of that, EAT ME!" you say as you force my face into you.

    Disregarding my hesitance, I start lapping at you like a kitten would a bowl of milk. The taste of cum mixed with your fluids, salty and a bit alkaline. Licking deeply, making sure to explore every inch inside of you. My red facial hair already a sticky mess of fluids tickles your lips. My neck bobbing up and down to add power to my lapidations. You let a slight moan escape, your hands in my hair, pulling me to you.

    I pull back slightly, just enough to raise my head up a bit. Taking long powerful strokes, I start directing my attentions to you clit. Taking it gently between my teeth, I swirl my tongue around it, going clockwise for awhile and then reversing the motion. Constantly sucking gently, with brief moments of greater strength. Curling my tongue up like a sheath around your clit, I start to stroke up and down as though making love to it. Adding deep humming to the rhythm.

    "Wait," before I can do anything you are rolling me over onto my back and straddling my chest. Now leaning onto me you say, "okay, continue." Looking deeply into your eyes for the first time, you are so special. My attentions begin faster than before. Soon you are sliding more and more onto my face. At first it becomes difficult to get a breath, each one bringing more of your scent within me. Then as you become more excited it becomes impossible to breathe, my tongue working overtime as you writhe on top of me, fucking my face. You grab my hair and pull my head up as you violently orgasm, my head locked between your legs.

    "Very good," you praise as you get off of the bed. "I might just let you cum for that," than adding, "maybe."

 

 

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