Ass Man
Tuesday, June 3rd, 2008And aren’t you all? Ass men that is. I get an email from an ass, leg and stocking man coming into Hotlanta for the evening and he wants to try and please me. That’s a tough accomplishment for anyone, but I agree to play with him and see what he has to offer. I already suspect he will be willing to do anything to please me because he read my website and told me he was excited about the prospect of becoming my slut by the end of the night. He knows he will have to jump through some hoops to make it that far.
I request that he brings me a pair of panties and black stockings from my favorite store: Victoria’s Secret for you dumb asses who do not know what my favorite store is. Some of you are dumb asses and do know what my favorite store is. (I am talking to you Donald.) Arriving with a pink and white stripped baggy in hand, I first make him tell me about his favorite sessions. He thinks I am being friendly, but I am plotting my mind fuck against him. I take careful mental notes of all of his weaknesses and desires with a pleasant non-threatening smile on my face. Once his stories are told, I have a better insight into his mind and I am beginning to form a master plan of total domination, so we adjourn to the dungeon and it is on bitches!
I always begin a session by grabbing the submissive’s cock. Why? To show you boys who is in charge of course. My bitches think I am being naughty and sexy, but guess again. It is my friendly way of saying “Your ass belongs to me!” I force him to his knees, turn around, lift my skirt up exposing my ass and tell him to remove my panties. He thinks he has hit the jack pot. I mean, how many sessions begin with panty removal? Not many I suspect. “Now kiss my ass.” Of course he cannot wait to get his face between my ass cheeks. I tell him what to do, when to do it and how to do it. You ass sluts need constant training, don’t you? He’s doing a damn good job following orders for a first timer and I know this will be a fun session for me, maybe not him.
“Now get the panties you brought for me.” Panties in hand, I turn around and lift my skirt one more time. That’s not fair! He is looking right at my shaved pussy. He moans and slightly leans forward but has enough common sense to stay back. Smart boy. “Put the panties on me.” He slides them up my boots and waits for the next instruction. “Sniff my pussy through the panties.” A little to quickly, he moves in and sniff, sniff, sniff. He is an eager ass whore and it would appear he loves pussy equally. Strange trait in a man. How is it that you are all so predictable?
I already know he has a weakness for legs and boots wrapped around him and strong, beautiful women ridding him. Never tell this Mistress your weaknesses. In the end, I will use them all against you. “On all fours bitch.” Without thought, he obeys. Naturally without thought. I do not want my subs to think. I will do all of the thinking for you. I straddle him, grind my pussy against his bare back, lean forward and tease his balls with my nails before grabbing a horse tail and leather flogger. Oh the sweet humiliation of being on all fours while a dominant woman rides and teases you. Flogging his balls, his ass, grinding my wet pussy against his flesh, teasing his tender meat with my nails: this boy is in sub heaven.
But those delicious thighs are too far away from him. They need to be up close and personal with my new ass whore/ pussy lover, so I jump off his back and straddle and hump his head. We are both sweating, so I know my pussy smells sweet now. I step back, lift my skirt and say “Sniff that pussy.” He cannot wait to get his nose right up there. Head straddled again, I flog his bare ass and grind against the top of his head and back of his neck. All this hard work deserve worship. I have such a challenging and difficult job. Right! So I bend over and order the ass man to kiss. I think he was kissing before I gave the command. In hind sight, perhaps I should have punished him for that. But he was a good ass kisser, so I let it slide.
Good ass whores deserve rewards. But here is the catch. The Mistress is selfish which means all rewards benefit me. If you disagree with the way I conduct my sessions, please feel free to set up a session and explain why. I will be more than happy to listen to your concerns and complaints before correcting you in a most brutal fashion. It will probably involve ball kicking, but please take comfort in the fact that I spent precious minutes of my time listening to your groveling. Anyway, my reward for his good behavior is a full body massage. Now I better start getting more requests for full body massage sessions or I am going to start getting mad. I dropped out of corporate America to be treated like a queen and I will accept nothing less! Gifts and massages is what I demand from all of you and you will deliver with a smile on your face. However, I am a kind and compassionate queen, so this ass whore will get his own personal treat if he can pass the massage test. Little does he know that the treat is cock and ball torture. Oddly enough, another one of my favorite pass times. Well what do you know? It would appear that all treats and rewards benefit me. Maybe somebody should make a complaint. I dare you to question my authority.
Ass Whore, let’s just call him that from here on out, shall we, is told to remove my thigh high boots while I relax in my red velvet chair. It has been a long day of cardio and weight lifting and I just need to kick my legs up and have some slut rub out the knots. It is hot as hell back in my dungeon, due to all of my sexy steam most likely, so my stockings are soaked with sweat. I know a little boy who would love to lick the sweat off of my legs. I have a sweaty Mistress fan who cannot get enough of my sweet body juice. Ass whore seems to like it too. He licks and sucks on my sweat soaked stockings before I tell him to remove them and continue to rub, lick and kiss my delicate, sensual skin.
Good boy! Now he really will get a treat. I tell him to remove my clothing. Holly shit! How did he get so lucky? Don’t worry. It is all part of my game: the game of tease and denial. I know his passion for ass, so I stretch out before him, tell him to grab the body oil and begin by rubbing and kissing my ass. He rubs and kisses. Next he is told to rub my thighs and ass while kissing my ass. Next, calves, thighs, ass, and keep kissing that ass. It is like a MENSA exam. Your IQ is measured by how many distracting things you can do at once and still be successful. His IQ was high. But could he pass the next test?
I tell him to lie on his back and relax. “Put those hands above your head.” Confused, he has no fucking idea what will happen next. The Mistress climbs aboard, hovering right over his face. I place my ass on top of his face, nothing like a little smothering to make your night, and give him his next set of instructions. He will massage my back while kissing my ass. The problem is, his breathing is now impeded by my delicious ass. Okay, the distraction of my ass on his face most likely hindered him more so than lack of breath, but at least I left his eyes exposed so he could see what he was doing. Or should I say, so he would become even more flustered and confused by the sight of my ass on his face. Cruel Mistress! He was doomed for failure, but I was pleasantly surprised to see he passed my test with flying colors. This ass whore was good.
Alright, alright. After all of that, I will give him a treat. Besides, my shoulders needed attention. Kneeling before me, I wrapped my legs around him and told him he would massage my breasts and shoulders. He said I had great titties. What’s up with you bitches and the word titties? Do you think I am a stripper or something? I have beautiful breasts. Any further violations means trouble for you boys. But I was pleased with his performance plus being the greedy Mistress I am, I was ready to cum. I always say boys, ladies first and if you are lucky, you may get your turn as well, but that is entirely left to my discretion. I do own your asses and I run the show so I will let you know in due time if you have permission to cum. I tell him he will put the new pair of stockings on my legs, kiss my inner thighs while rubbing my ass and legs and watch me cum. I like to take my time, so if the session is over before I cum, well that is just tough shit for you.
Treat time round two, three… I lost count. My first passion in life is being pampered and spoiled. My second is cock and ball torture. That is a strange combination. I think I mentioned something about needing therapy. The leather straight jacket is reserved for those of you foolish enough to play with me. Bound and on his feet, I tie those balls tight. Lesson number one is what? Do not tell the Mistress your weaknesses. Ass whore confided in me that he felt most helpless and vulnerable when a Mistress used a vibrator on him and forced him not to cum. Highly aroused and ready to blow, it was pure torture holding all of the cum in. So guess what I do? Take out the vibrator and begin to have some sick fun. I hit all of the sensitive spots on that cock and just when he thinks he is about to spray, I squeeze the fuck out of that cock until it is flaccid. Then return to the vibrator, followed by squeezing and so on. Some where in between I threw in a few ass to cock teases because I have a great ass and I love hearing my sub’s gasp when they see it and it touches or slightly grazes their cocks. This goes on and on until I have had my fill. It is all about me after all.
Considering cock and ball torture is one of my favorite passions, you know damn well it will not end here. If anyone knows of another job where a woman can slap and torture cocks all day, please let me know. I may consider taking a part time position doing that just because a girl can never slap enough cock. As my fans who know and love me are well aware, it is only a matter of time before the infamous glove makes an appearance. That’s right boys and girls. Let the Mistress tell you a bed time story about a black leather glove covered in small metal spikes waiting to attack your genitals. The vampire glove comes out and the Mistress strokes her toy’s cock, getting it hard and vulnerable, before attacking with the glove. You should have seen his eyes widen. Can anyone say Buckwheat? That wide. The joys of pleasure, pain, pleasure, pain, pain, a little more pain, a lot of pleasure and all in the company of a beautifully deranged woman.
I could have gone on and on, but all of this excitement was getting me wet. In addition to my selfish motives, ass whore had paid his dues and was ready for what my website promised: if you please the Mistress, I will make you my slut. As Eminem would say, “Get out the KY, it is time for some serious ass fucking!” Up on the spanking bench, someone owes me some ass kissing for all of my love and attention before the ass fucking begins or should I say raping. He kisses while I glove and lube up. Sliding my finger into that pussy I realize there will be no fisting tonight. Sorry to disappoint, but on the bright side, the tighter the cunt, the louder the scream. That should make someone happy. I could have been sweet and remained sensual during our intimate time together, but I am not that kind of girl. I guess I was just born mean. Instead of showing tender love, I took out a riding crop and gave him numerous swats causing rather humorous outburst of screams. What is it about a man screaming in pain that gets me so wet? That question is very disturbing in so many ways.
Ass whore is finally the way I like a man: on his back (submissive position), legs bound and spread wide (I see that pussy) and arms tied above his head (can someone say helpless). Yummy! Time for the rapping. But can you really rape the willing? I shove a cock in his ass, climb aboard again, smother his face completely with my ass and take out the secret weapon which he was foolish enough to disclose. That heavenly vibrator makes its second appearance and I move it back and forth: ass, cock, ass, cock. The best part about face smothering is you cannot hear what the sub is saying. For all I know, he could have been saying his safe word. That would have been unfortunate. For him. Plus, I specifically request that all subs ask for permission before cumming. Well, if I am sitting on your face, how can I hear you? The problem is yours, not mine. I guess that means ass whore was fucked in more than one way. And he came, very quickly I might add. I wonder what got him so worked up? And he was punished, very severely. Do you know how sensitive a cock gets after it cums. Well let’s just say I didn’t remove the vibrator until it became a safety issue for both of us.







