Taking It All

Lying naked, spread eagle on the bed. Restraints on his wrists and ankles attached to rope tied to the bed posts. He was blindfolded, but not gagged; she wanted to make sure he could beg. He barely felt the clips on his nipples. He was focused on the throbbing of his balls with the rope wound around the base of them. Mistress was stroking his already hard cock very slowly. He moaned as she ran her nails across his tight balls, still stroking. He wasn’t sure he could take much more, but knew she would not give him release until she wanted to. He felt her drag her nails down past his balls and concentrated on staying relaxed, not clenching, as one finger slipped into his ass. “That’s my good boy.” Mistress had such a smoky, sensual voice it could make him cum in no time. “That ass is always ready and willing for me, isn’t it?” “Oh god, yes, Mistress,” he moaned in reply. She pumped her finger in and out of him as slowly as she was stroking his cock. The dual sensations and the control he needed to keep from letting go was sending him into an almost hypnotic headspace. Mistress loved sending him there, knowing how completely he was under her control. He felt her move and she pulled her finger out of his ass. Before he had a chance to whimper or beg her for more, he felt the head of her cock at his puckered hole. Since the first time Mistress had used it on him, he had thought of the strap-on as her cock. And he loved every second of her fucking him with it. “Are you ready, my little ass slut?” she asked as she teased him by rubbing the tip around and around the edge of his hole. “Yes, Mistress. Please… please fuck your slut!” He groaned as she entered him slowly, giving a firm push to slip the head past the outer rim. With one hand guiding her cock in, she was still stroking his dick with the other. “I’m going all the way in this time, slut. You haven’t done it before, but I know you’ll do it for me this time.” As Mistress spoke, she pushed deeper into his ass, her hand moving to his thigh to steady him. She watched his breathing, slow and deep. She knew he was in his space and would do anything to please her now, anything so she would give him permission to cum. She pulled out slightly and pushed back in, going deeper. He was beyond speech, just groaning now. She pushed her silicone cock all the way, until the balls touched the cheeks of his ass. She kept still for a moment, letting him feel the full length of her inside him. She took her hand off of his cock and , leaning forward, she pulled the rope restraining one of his arms, loosening it. “Stroke yourself for me, slut. Nice and slow.” He obeyed immediately, his hand encircling his throbbing cock. She put her hands on his hips and began pumping his ass in rhythm with his stroking. He made sure to keep the rhythm constant, knowing she would torment him longer if he tried to speed up at all. He couldn’t help but follow her every command; he was getting lost in the sensations and her voice was hypnotizing. “That’s my good little slut. You are being such a good boy , Mistress might be willing to reward you soon.” The thought of what that reward might be made him groan and she saw his cock twitch. With a smirk, she added, “Then again, I’m enjoying this so much I might just keep fucking this tight ass for another hour.” That elicited a whimper, just as she had expected. He was so Pavlovian in this state, she knew exactly what would get reactions from him, even if he was beyond speech. It was one of the things she loved about subspace; the ability to tease and torment just that little bit more and always get what she wanted out of it. She quickened the pace of her thrusts and watched as his strokes matched her. Precum leaking from the tip was all the lubrication he needed to keep pumping the full length of his dick. She wasn’t going to make him wait much longer; as much as she enjoyed the tease and control, she did like to see her slut cum. Putting her hand on top of his, she slowed his strokes while increasing the speed and impact of her thrusts at the same time. His head shook back and forth on the pillow, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to get the words out to beg her. But all he could manage was groans and grunts as Mistress pounded his ass harder and faster. “Look at you. Such a slut!” she berated him as she fucked. “Such a nasty… fucking… ass slut!” She punctuated every word with a hard, deep thrust. “Beg for it, slut. If you want to cum, you beg for it. Or I will just keep fucking this ass until you bleed for me.” She knew how to f***e speech out of him. “P… p… please Mistress,” he sputtered, struggling to get the words to form. “Please… may… may I cum?” “Yes, slut. Stroke hard and cum for your Mistress!” She released his hand and he worked his cock frantically as she continued driving into him. In a matter of seconds, her slut was twitching erratically. “Now, slut! You cum for me now!” And he did, shooting with enough f***e to hit himself in the face and chest. Mistress slowed her thrusts as he kept pumping, milking every drop he could from his slowly softening cock. Pulling out of his ass, she reached over to undo his leg restraints, then removed his blindfold. She trailed a finger in the cum pooling in his chest. She touched his lips with the finger and he licked his juice off of it obligingly, then sucked on her finger. “That’s my slut. You’ve been such a good boy tonight.”