An Anxious sub Meets his Mistress
Hello my dears. I received an email last night from my darling jeffrey. He’s been a loyal fan since day one and my faithful commenter. We finally met on Valentine’s Day. He wrote me about our time together, so I thought I would share it with my beloved readers. If you had any doubt about whether I am real, doubt no longer: Enjoy!
I had made my appointment almost 3 weeks in advance. I wanted a Valentine’s session. Watching the calendar, I had crossed off the coming days until our final meeting. The 14th finally arrived! I had not slept well the night before, anticipating the events yet to unfold. The alarm awoke me at the appointed time. I did a thorough cleanse and shaved my pubic area, careful not to nick myself. Mistress Victory had given me explicit instructions to confirm our appointment no later than 8:00 am on the day there of. I made the call as instructed, only to reach a voice mail box that had not been set up. Undaunted, I sent a text. I waited with baited breath for her reply. She instructed me to head in a general direction and told me to call her 15 minutes before our scheduled time. I had put on a metal chastity cage before I had left my house. By doing so I had sought to assure her I would be compliant with her demands. Never one to be late I arrived at the next meeting place.
I had programed her call number into my phone and at precisely the specified time I pushed the button, a call that would change my life forever. She picked up and with the sweetest southern accent ” Said Hello “. She gave me her address and I have to say I exceeded the speed limit to get there. I feverously approached her porch, all the time trying to remain cool, calm, and collected. I knocked my knuckles upon her front door and it slowly swung open. I entered, not knowing what to expect as the door closed silently behind me. There stood the Goddess that I had been fantasizing about, Standing about 5 foot 10 inches tall in her come fuck me pumps, her flaxen mane cascading over her milky white shoulders . She whispered in my ear come lets play. As a man of age I was more than willing to accept her invitation. As I undressed, I couldn’t help but notice she was taking inventory of her tools of my destruction. I stood naked and proud before her, she dressed in a bustier, fishnet stocking and heels. An absolute vision of loveliness “Face down and ass up,” she commanded, and thus it began..
Her first stroke of claws was lite and airy, a tease of things to come. As with a building storm her wrath was about to be unleashed: “You come to me with your cock in a cage? You betray you’re Mistress that bestowed this gift upon you? You are a dog that needs to come to heel!” She picked up the chain mail whip and began to punish each cheek of my ass with it. Each stroke of the chain bit deeper into my ass but I was determined not to cry out.. Over and over She punished me. She struck blow after blow upon my body…. still I would not cry out. She reached, grabbed my caged cock, and drew her sharpened nails across my swollen testicles. She looked deeply into my eyes and I could see she was enjoying this moment.
She instructed me to lay on my back, my ass hanging over the edge of the bed…..My legs were restrained above my shoulders….My ass was exposed! I watched as she stepped into the strap-On harness with a twinkle in her eyes. She whispered in my ear that it’s common among dogs to hump each other to establish the hierarchy of the pack.. I was grateful that she had applied a generous amount of lube before she thrust full throttle into my ass. This day she established the order of the pack.
I hope everyone enjoyed reading this excerpt of our experience together, from his point of view. Stay tuned because a certain submissive couple came back for more Mistress Victory. Also, I have a very bratty sub who was in desperate need of a lesson. I can’t wait to tell you about her. Pink Cherry is still one of my favorite all time stores. Check them out. They always have great sales, free shipping for purchases over $49, and free gifts. What more could you want? I’ll tell you! You want my used underwear so you can have a piece of Victory for yourself. Also, I’m building a store, offering Monthly subscriptions and Online sessions. Contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org, here on this site, or on twitter for more details. Be good to yourselves, bitches. That’s an order! ⚡⚡⚡
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Love, Mistress Victory Von Stryker 💝💋💥 💓