I've always been a shy person. I never thought I was embarrassed about anything, but sometimes I find myself becoming embarrassed of my own body, my sexual ability(or lack thereof), or even just being myself. I never thought I would like being in control. But my dreams tell me differently.
"I can't wait 'til we finish unpacking all these damn boxes," you said.
"Me neither."
We had just moved into our first house, complete with the huge basement we always dreamed of. We were definitely ready to furnish it with all the toys we had bought over the years. One of these toys was a black g-string style strap-on with a purple silicone dildo. It matched the gag we bought so many years ago. We had always thought we'd use it during a threesome, but I was very curious about using it in different ways...
We had moved just a few items into the basement when suddenly I looked over at you as you were bending over to place a box on the floor. Chills ran down my spine and instantly I was turned on. I have always loved that ass of yours. I walked towards you and smacked you as hard as I could, making you jump and scream. That only turned me on more, so I did it again and again until you turned around.
"Why do you keep doing that when I tell you to stop?"
"Because I want to," I replied. I grabbed you by the throat and asked you sweetly, "Darling, would you like to play a game?" You raised an eyebrow and shrugged which I took to mean yes, so I ordered you to sit in the recliner we just moved off the truck. With that eyebrow still raised, you began to smirk. You knew what I was doing and you liked it. I was finally taking control.
I got the leopard print eye mask out of our bag of goodies and put it over your eyes so you couldn't tell what I was doing. I got dressed quickly. Black latex bra and matching stripper heels that strapped around my ankles. I didn't bother with the panties. I put on some black lipstick and pulled my hair in a tight bun. I set aside the whip, the handcuffs, the duct tape, a small white dildo, and that strap-on with the purple dildo. I moved the full length mirror over towards you from across the room. This would be fun.
It was taking so long you began to ask questions. "Baby, what are you doing?" "What kind of game is this?" "Can I take this off now?" So I walked over to your chair, put my lips up to your ear and whispered, "You must keep it on until I say so. Is that clear?" "Yes," you said. "Yes, what?" You smiled and said, "Yes ma'am." "Good. Now wipe that smile off your face and shut up."
When I was finished preparing for my little game, I took off your blindfold and you gasped. "Wow, you're sexy."
"You think so? I think so too. Now stand up." You stood. I pulled your shirt over your head, unbuckled your belt, pulled off your jeans and your boxers and saw something that put a smirk on my face. "I knew you liked this you fucking bitch. Turn around." You turned your back towards me. I pulled your arms behind your back, cuffed them together, and ordered you to sit down again. When you didn't sit down right away, I took the whip off the table and lightly smacked your ass. "Hurry the fuck up." You sat down and looked up at me as if to ask, what next?
I wanted you to watch me put the strap-on onto my body. I noticed that the thought of even putting it on was making me wetter by the second. I took it off the table and started to attach it to myself. Your eyes got very large and your mouth dropped open. You couldn't take your eyes off of it. Once it was on, I walked very slowly towards you and crouched down so my face was level with your cock. I kissed it, leaving the black imprint of my lips on your hard-on. At that moment, your eyes were so big I thought they would leave their sockets. "What? You want me to suck your dick?" You nodded. "Sorry, bitch. That's your job today."
I stood up in front of you, pussy throbbing, anticipation rising. I began to stroke the silicone dildo, my cock for the night, and said, "Tell me you want to suck my cock, darling."
"I want to suck your cock."
"Louder."
"I want to suck your cock!"
I smiled and said, "If you wanted to that bad you could've just asked me. Now open your mouth, pretty boy." As you put your mouth on my cock, I never could have imagined the pleasure I would receive from it. Even though it was not literally attached to my body, just the thought and the image of you being the one in submission made me orgasm. I moaned and watched in complete euphoria as you moved your head back and forth on my cock in rhythm with my hips.
"Look in the mirror, baby," I told you, "Don't you love what you see?"
You looked in the mirror and began to groan yourself sending me into one of the most violent orgasms of my life. Although I let you know I was the one in control here, I didn't want to hurt you. Having pretty bad gag reflexes myself, I didn't want to shove the dildo too far down your throat but I moved faster and harder as I felt myself climax. I moaned louder and finally let out a scream as I came all over my legs. I moved the strap-on out of the way and ordered you to lick up every drop of my cum. What you do with your tongue has always amazed me. Even after the most violent of orgasms, you could send in a whole other round just by touching my clit with your tongue.