I am Mistress.

Fans of my work submit requests, sometimes I fulfill them  For you, V...

 — Do you dream of being under a woman's power? Do you want to submit, to be a slave? Come on, answer!

 — Yes, my love…

 — And why am I finding out about this after 2 years of marriage?

 — …

 — Alright. I'll think about it. I'll be back in a couple of hours. Don't get bored.

Hmm… I didn't expect my husband to have such fantasies… Although, if I think about it… I've long dreamed of entering his ass with a strap-on, fucking him like a bitch… Now there's a chance. Well then, let's try))

I should prepare better…

 — I'm back. Go

to the room, I'll be right there.

I stand and admire my reflection in the mirror.

I am a slender blonde, height 164 cm, weight 65 kg. Dressed all in black. Lace gloves up to the elbows. A black corset, laced in the back, a thong, and fishnet stockings attached to a garter belt. I put on 12 cm high heels.

I turn around, look at my back. A marvelous sight. I take a whip, handcuffs, a collar, and enter his room.

 — Dreams are meant to come true. I have a gift for you. Come here. Get on your knees!

He loves me, looks at me with devoted eyes, and gets on his knees.

 — Excellent. Today you are my slave and must call me only Mistress! Now I will put a collar on you, it will mean you are my slave. Do you agree?

 — Yes, my Mistress.

You enjoy the feeling of the leather collar on your neck, my authoritative voice arouses you. You slowly start to get excited, you want to touch your cock, to caress it.

 — You will touch yourself. When. I. Allow it.

A sharp swing of the whip and you feel a painful burning on your back.

 — You must answer. Yes, my Mistress. You disobeyed me again! I'll have to punish you.

Hands behind your back.

I put handcuffs on you and start lashing you with the whip. At first, it's not painful at all, just slightly unpleasant sensations. Then it starts to hurt, red stripes from the whip remain on your back.

And you become very aroused, your cock rises and is ready to spring into action.

 — I see you like this) I always suspected you were a pushover.

I sit in the armchair, spread my legs.

 — Work on my pussy. I want to cum. Don't you dare touch yourself. You will cum when I allow it.

You start to caress me with your tongue, lick my clit, lick up my juices. A wave of excitement washes over me and I approach orgasm, and suddenly I'm overcome by a wonderful feeling…

 — Alright. I'm pleased with you. You've earned pleasure. Get on all fours.

I approach you from behind, kiss your ass. Oh, yes. It's marvelous.

I stroke it with my hands, kiss it, lightly bite it. You really like this.

My tongue touches your hole, giving you pleasure.

I take some cream, start gently rubbing it into your ass. I penetrate with one finger inside, lubricating everything thoroughly, feeling how tightly your ass grips my finger.

I insert two fingers and start gently moving them in your ass.

 — Do you like it?

 — Yes, my Mistress.

Enough affection for you. I put on the strap-on, approach you, and start slowly entering your ass. It's pleasant for you, then a little painful, but you endure, and you're right, your expectations and patience are rewarded.

I start fucking you harder and harder, you feel a sense of fullness and pleasure.

I fuck you and whip your back with the whip, it turns me on terribly. I fuck you harder and cum.

 — Now it's your turn to give me pleasure, slave. Lick me until I am satisfied.

You satisfy me for a long time, until I say enough. I lead you on a leash to the radiator, attach you, and leave you like that for the night.

 — You will sleep here. No questions. We'll continue tomorrow.

 — But, my Mistress. It's so uncomfortable and cool for me to sleep.

 — I. Said. No. Questions. That's. Your. Problem. You. Are. A. Slave.

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