She Pegs My Slutty Ass in Chastity
She was fucking me mercilessly, using my body for her entertainment.
“Do we have time to play this morning?” I asked, knowing my wife had other plans, but hoping she would change them.
“I believe we do,” she responded. “Does my boy want his Mistress’ cock?”
“Yes, Mistress,” I answered with perfect calm.
“Of course you do,” she snickered. “Go into the bedroom, undress, kneel and wait for me.”
After she finished her sentence she got up and so did I as I proceeded to the bedroom. I quickly got rid of my clothes and did as she said, kneeling on the floor. Minutes passed as I waited, looking down at myself in chastity. It’s been twenty-six days since she last let me out of it and I wanted to remain locked up for as long as she pleased.
She entered the room with her stilettos, creating a genuinely erotic sound at each passing step. Coming up behind me, she placed a blindfold on my eyes.
“Get in the position for a good morning fucking, you dirty ass slut,” she said.
“Yes, Mistress,” I said as I bent over like the good submissive I was.
“Head down, ass up,” she ordered.
She circled around me and I was ready; I knew what was coming next. She grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands and spread them wide, licking and kissing along my ass crack, slowly moving toward my hole. A startled and stuttered moan left my mouth as I felt her teeth sink into my cheeks.
“You offered me this ass and I’m going to have it,” I heard her say from behind.
First, she teased and rimmed my beautiful round inviting hole, moaning as she slid her tongue inside my gaping hole. She forced her tongue deeper into me, digging her nails into my naked bottom simultaneously. She ate my asshole for a couple of minutes, loving the nasty act before she pulled herself up.
“It’s time I fuck this hole, slut,” she said, shifting from ass eater to her dominant side.
“Yes, my asshole is yours,” I responded, in awe of the sensation of dick in my ass and her body pressed against mine.
“First, be good,” she said, holding my head and pressing a dildo against my lips, “and suck my big cock.”
I took it into my mouth, rocking my head back and forth. I felt small and I imagined how I must appear to her, with that plastic dick shoved down my throat. It was a little embarrassing but that made it all the hotter. She grabbed a fistful of my hair, pushing my head onto her cock.
“Suck that big cock,” she growled aggressively. “It’s more than that little clit you’ve got caged between your legs.”
I hummed and moaned as I did so, genuinely turned on by sucking cock. I shoved as much of the cock into my mouth as I could, then brought my lips back to the tip, before pressing it back again. After a minute or so of violating my mouth, she came pushed me back, and slipped the cock out of my mouth.
“No! You look me in the eyes while you service my cock,” she said, untying my blindfold.
“Yes, Mistress!” I was more than happy to oblige, as my eyes met hers.
She threw her head back in a wild laugh and then pushed her cock back into my mouth. She continued pumping her fat cock back and forth into my mouth and I loved her rough treatment. Being used as a sex toy for her pleasure is what turned me on the most.
She stepped back and pulled out of my well fucked mouth, her huge cock dripping with spit. Looking down at me peacefully, playing with my hair, she admired the wet mess she made on my face.
“You belong on your knees. It really makes you look sexy,” she said with a playful grin.
“Thank you, Mistress. You use me so well,” I responded, coughing and gasping for air.
“Get on the bed, hurry,” she ordered, stroking her cock.
Anxiously, I took my place, ass up and face down, as she prepared the lube. It felt like I was presenting myself to her.
“Such a good little sissy slut. Do you want my cock?” she asked in a sensual tone.
“Yes, Mistress, I am your sissy slut…your ass slut…your whore,” I babbled, trying to keep calm as she rubbed cold lube over my asshole.
“Of course you do,” she snickered, pushing her cock into me.
I groaned and gasped for air as she pushed in. We had been pegging so much over the last week that very little warm-up was required.
“Shh, you can take it,” she whispered while forcing me open at the same time.
I felt it slide in all the way and immediately the pressure lessened.
“You should see how it looks from here,” she said. “I got to watch your ass just take it all in. Can you feel how big it is?”
“Mmmmmmmm,” I moaned as my asshole got reamed.
“It’s bigger than your little clit-like dick, isn’t it?”
“Y-yes, Mistress,” I stammered with a blush on his face.
“You just love getting your ass fucked, don’t you?” she asked, listening to my moans.
“Yes, Mistress,” I groaned as she pushed in once more.
She quickly settled into a good rhythm and was soon pounding my ass. I could feel her body bumping against mine, her cock going in and out of me, stretching my hole with each thrust. She pounded my ass well, then slowed down to really shove on into me, pushing my cheeks apart as wide as she could and leaning forward to bring her chest down on my back.
“It takes longer in the ass, but maybe you can have an anal orgasm,” she said. “Maybe I’ll even allow you to cum if you can cum from anal fucking.”
“Fuck yes. I love your cock,” I gasped, feeling my little locked penis flapping around helplessly.
With my head down, I peered underneath me. Seeing myself caged and my wife, my mistress railing my ass with her dick caused a frighteningly exciting feeling. She continued pounding me senseless and I became more and more assured that the useless nub I used to call a cock could never satisfy her. At the same time, my dicklet dribble was making a sticky puddle on the bed sheet, and my balls never felt more in need of release.
“You take that cock like such a good slut,” she said teasingly, giving my ass a good smack.
Thrusting hard, she forced her cock in and held it there. I opened my mouth and my eyebrows twitched in reaction. She pushed down on my back and went back to pounding me hard.
“Please f-fuck me harder. Please m-make me cum,” I stuttered.
She was now fucking me mercilessly, using my body for her entertainment. I might as well have been on a different planet; I was lost in the pain of my asshole being torn open and the indescribable pleasure of the way my prostate was being pulverized by the rubber cock smashing against my anal walls. Every pump of her delicious hips was like a wave crashing onto the pleasure center in my brain; each one getting slowly but surely stronger.
“I bet you’re just about ready to cum for me, slut. I’m going to give you 15 seconds to cum. Now, remember, if you can’t cum by then, you will not cum today.”
“Y-yes, please,” I moaned as she buried her cock deep and ground herself against my slutty ass.
As her cock rubbed me in just the right places, I was imagining all the other nasty, humiliating things she was going to do to me, trying to ride that big wave into an orgasm.
“3–2–1,” she started counting, slowing down but not stopping.
She pulled out of my gaping hole, and I collapsed onto the bed in frustration as she removed her strap-on.
“Thank you, Mistress,” I said with no purpose as I was completely spent and frustrated.
I lay there somewhere between conscious and unconscious, thinking of her. Feeling used, dominated, tamed. My emotions danced internally, and shame, guilt, and others started to come into mind.
Then she came back to me, touching my back tenderly and kissing my head. She turned me over and climbed on top of me. It was a picked tease but she got close to my face and our lips locked.
She sat up and unlocked my cage then cupped my balls. I sighed comfortably and she kissed my shoulder. Her hand moved onto my dick. It stayed soft at first, then grew and stiffened as she closed her hand around it. From the way she was holding me, I knew she wasn’t trying to get me erect, let alone let me cum. It was a possessive grip. Her way of reminding me that I belonged to her, whether in chastity or not and all I could do was moan affirmatively.
“Fuck, you’re killing me…” I said, still processing the reality.
“Good boy,” she interrupted, raising her eyes to look into mine and smiling. “You have some pussy to eat later.”
“Your good boy,” I giggled.
She pressed against me and kissed me assertively then slapped my balls and forced my cock back into the cage.
“Now hurry, take a shower. We need to pick up the kids from your mother,” she said smiling.
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