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“Well, well, well.” I glared at Gary, secretly enjoying the blush colouring his cheeks as I waved my crop in front of his face. “You’re late.”
“I’m sorry, Mistress.” Gary kept his gaze lowered from my corset-clad body.
“Well, don’t waste anymore of my time.” I impatiently tapped my thigh-high boot on the tiled floor. “Come inside and strip. I’ve set out what I want you to wear.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
I held back a grin, closing the door with more force than was necessary as he hurried past me into my loft apartment. I was delighted my downstairs neighbour were gone for the weekend. I didn’t have to worry about Gary’s squeals of pain and pleasure disturbing anyone.
I turned to see Gary stripping out of his expensive suit. Amused, I watched him put on the feminine articles of clothing I’d laid out on the table facing a floor length mirror. “Are you pleased with your lacy pink bra and thong, Cary?”
Gary shivered at the use of his female name. “I am.”
I rubbed my crop against his small stiff cock and giggled. “Put on the dress.”
Gary reached for the hot pink mini dress and put it on. It was too short but that was the point. I wanted his arse and cock partially exposed in those frilly undies.
“Step into the heels, Cary.” I swatted his thigh and laughed at his sharp intake of breath. Mmm…I was going to enjoy punishing him for his tardiness. Gary complied without a word as I slowly circled him. Ahhh…it pleased me to see him wobble a bit in those stilettos. I moved back in front of him. “You know that I expect you to be on time?”
“Yes, Mistress. I’m sorry.”
I sighed as I walked over to my cabinet which was filled with naughty toys and implements. I put the crop inside, took out some lube and my new ten inch strap-on. “Sorry doesn’t cut it, does it, Cary?”
“No, Mistress.”
I turned to Gary, letting him see my new cock. His slight moan made me wet as I put it on. “No, it doesn’t.” I walked over to him. “Get on your knees and suck my dick.”
Gary complied, opening his mouth wide for me as I pushed the silicone cock deep into his throat. I laughed as he gagged, paying no mind to his wide-eyed stare as I began face-fucking him. Ohhh…it made me so hot watching him deep-throat my cock. “Take it, take my dick, you naughty cock-slut.” I chuckled as Gary groaned. “Poor Cary. Can’t take a good throat-fucking, eh? Hmm…I want to see how well you can tolerate my cock up your arse.”
Gary gasped for air as I pulled the slick dick from his mouth.
“Awww…you almost look like a well-used cock-whore, Cary.” I giggled again then pointed to the table. “Assume the position!”
Gary glanced at the dick he’d been sucking and I could see the trepidation in his eyes. This was the biggest strap-on I’d ever used on him. Ooooo…I could hardly wait to stretch his tight hole with it!
“Hurry up!” I shook my head as Gary teetered over to the table in his heels. I went over to him and hiked up his skimpy dress. “Look at yourself in the mirror.” I laughed at him as I pulled his thong to the side. “You’re such a needy little cock-whore, aren’t you?”
Gary exhaled. “Yes, Mistress.”
I squirted lube on my dick. “Open your arse for me.” I waited for him to follow my instructions before nudging the tip of my cock against his arsehole. “What are you?”
“A needy little cock-whore.”
I smiled as I slowly penetrated him. “That’s right.”
“Ohhhhh…fuuuuuccck!” Gary’s lusty wavering voice turned me on.
I thrust deeper, working more of my thick dick into Gary as he moaned. I fucked him harder. “What are you, Cary?”
“A needy little cock-whore!”
My clit throbbed as I quickened my pace. Mmm…being in control was such a delicious rush!
“Please, may I come Mistress!”
“You may.” I continued fucking Gary, grinning as he howled with pleasure. I slowed down when he quieted then gently pulled my cock out. I pulled his spunk-filled thong back in place then swatted his bum. “Now, you’re a well-used cock-whore!”
“Thank you, Mistress.”
I raised an eyebrow as he straightened and faced me. “Will you be on time next week?”
Gary grinned as he glanced at my strap-on. “Mmm…probably not!”
