A Hot Night with My New Domina

Right from the moment I saw her I knew that she’s the right woman for me. After all, why would she be dressed up in leather and chains, carrying a long leather whip and wearing high heels if she weren’t a domina? I was desperate to get her attention, trying not to look too needy; but who knows, maybe that’s what attracted her to me in the first place. We quickly left the party and went to her place, all the while teasing each other and prepping for what’s to come.

Once there, she cuffed me to her bedpost and started licking my chests, while I was moaning and begging her to release me. She refused and told me how worthless I am, how I have to beg her and earn her mercy, how she’ll never let me go until I satisfy every last one of her needs. She stroked her pussy while pouring hot wax all over my legs, and I was already rock hard when she grabbed my cock and stroked it a couple of times. I could have came then and there, right on the spot, but she denied my pleasure and ordered me to hold on until she’s satisfied.

I had to lick her wet pussy, to finger her ass and to endure her torture… And I loved every second of it! She was an expert domina who know how to induce pleasure and when to start and to stop. She impaled herself on my big dick while keeping me restrained, and all I could do is to watch her masterfully riding my throbbing cock. I was about to explode and jizz all over her ass when she moved out of my range and pressed her heel against my cheeks. “Show some respect to your superiors”, she stated, and then I had to lick her horny pussy until she came all over my face. Only then was I allowed to cum and drench her in my warm juices, exhausted from the ordeal. When she tried to release me, I started begging her for round two – the night was still young, and you don’t find a domina that good in every club.