Revenge and Redemption : Spread Your Legs Dear Nemesis

Cynthia Gilbert's Point Of View. Sometimes you have to let life turn you upside down, so you can learn how to live, right side up. We should never regret anything that has happened in our life. It cannot be changed, undone, or forgotten. So we should consider it as a lesson learned and move on. Well, everything happens for a reason. Hey, I am Cynthia Gilbert. I am the sole owner of the famous Queen Club. Even though I am 27 years old, my mind is just as sexy as Cinderella's and Snow White's beauty. I have a beautiful and positive charisma. Most interestingly, I can have men on their knees at only and only my dark mercy. I love to control my man, dominate my man, and make him beg for what he wants. I adore the feeling of the holding whips and floggers in my hand rather than lipsticks and eyeliner. This trait provides me with a fierce pleasure that I can never find from being submissive. I had always liked to tease my lovers, and toy with them until they melted like a kitten in my hands. I am a dominant lady and known to be a strict dominatrix as Mistress Maya in the b**m world. Well, anonymity is the most dangerous power and nothing is sexier than a girl who knows how to control. No one knows who am I and no one has ever seen my face. Well, Of Course, It was not always like this. I was definitely not born into a wealthy family with a silver spoon to be fed. I was an Orphan and the story of an orphan girl to the owner of the famous club was extremely complicated. Today is my most favorite day of the week. It is a hot and sexy Saturday night. Every Saturday night, I fiddle and play with my handsome submissive. His name is Kevin Mark. I searched online and met Kevin in a chatroom that allowed people to discuss their fetishes and darkest desires. We had got on well and eventually exchanged pictures before having voice calls during which we would talk about our fantasies. I undress and open my wardrobe. I love to wear a black latex corset that leaves my boobs exposed just a fraction while simultaneously highlighting my curves during the session. I carefully put the corset on and glance at myself in the mirror while adoring the gorgeous and elegant dress. I put on my black knee-high latex boots. I pace around my room, getting used to the feeling of being a few inches taller. I again look at myself in the mirror, turning to the side and complimenting my round ass. I tied my long and dark hair back into a tight ponytail and applied a layer of dark red lipstick across my lips. I am ready for my submissive. Every Saturday night, I used to wait for my slave in my room. The noise of the water flow of the shower cut off and I can feel Kevin drying himself from behind the closed door. After a minute or two, the door opens, and finally the image of Kevin, fully naked, and already semi-erect is presented standing in the doorway to my bedroom. He is gorgeous. He is mine to f**k and play. "I am at your service, Mistress Maya?" He announces. We had agreed that he would address me in such terms, but it held me a little off-guard for a nanosecond every time. I acknowledge the surroundings, embrace my role, and say, as authoritatively as I can. "Come here and kiss me, dear slave," I order as he obediently walks towards me and we embrace each other. I feel my boobs squeeze against his chest and his hard c**k nudges gently against my waist. I look up at him and greet his lips. As our tongues interlock, I run my hands all over his naked body. I can feel that he is fully erect. "Sit on the bed and worship my t**s," I order firmly after breaking the kiss. Again, He performs as he was ordered while moving towards my bed. He reaches up with both hands, holding one of my small breasts in each, and massages them gently, twiddling my n*****s softly. "Mmmmm, that's right, you are a good boy." I moan quietly as I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of his big hands rubbing my boobs. "Now suck them," I order, lightly slapping the top of his shoulder to remind him who is the boss. Kevin lean forward to take each tit in his hungry and watering mouth, one after the other. I can feel his tongue flicking quickly over my n*****s, his lips lovingly engulfing my pert areolas. The feeling of being worshipped by an obedient slave started to arouse me. I can feel my p***y begin to moisten. I simply allow Kevin to continue for several minutes, knowing he will not stop until I order. I look down and feel that Kevin's python is now rock hard, pointing up toward me invitingly. I laugh inwardly. It is a thrill for me. "Get on your hands and knees," I declare curtly. "Yes, Mistress," He answers back pathetically as he stops devouring my t**s and turns around to crawl up the bed, exposing his ass to me. I follow him onto the bed and roughly grabbed an ass cheek with each hand. I start to rub and pinch his firm fleshy buttocks before slapping each of them with enough force to leave red hand marks on his skin. "You like that dear slave. Do you love being my putinha?" I ask provocatively, beginning to revel in my controlling role. "Yes, Mistress" He replies with a pained expression. I reaches for a bottle of lube on the bedside table and applied it over his ass hole. I wear black gloves before sliding my two fingers into his ass hole. "I hope you're f*****g grateful," I let out with authority. "Yes, Mistress. f**k," He mumbles as I start to finger f**k him. I can feel his ass tightening and loosening around my fingers, quickening my motion with every thrust while my other hand continues to massage his thick c**k. All of a sudden, I pull my fingers out from his ass and watch as his gaping hole slowly closed now that I had vacated it. It is time to use my new toy. I sit up so I can align the strap-on with his asshole. I grip the shaft of the fake c**k and poke the end between his cheeks, hover, and ready to f**k. "Are you ready, putinha? Are you ready to be owned by me?" I inquire. "Yes Mistress," He replies and I slowly ease my hips forward, entering my thick strap-on into his tight and moist hole. I can hear him moaning as I slowly thrust in and out while grabbing his hips. I can watch him gripping the sheets with pleasure. I quick my action while feeling the lube allow a smoother passage with each thrust. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror by the bed and smile inwardly thinking that petite and delicate girl is bringing mincemeat out of this tall and athletic man with her s*x weapon. His groans start getting louder, but he does not utter his safe words. I continue to pound him mercilessly. "WHO DO YOU BELONG TO?" I yell with a long hard thrust of my hips. "You, Mistress," He barely responds. "I WANT TO HEAR MY NAME," I yell again while conveying him several more quick and hard thrusts before pulling out. "You, Mistress Maya, Only and Only you" He mumbles and moans in a pleasure. "Turn around, putinha. Lay on your back," I order as he rolls over onto his back, exposing his hard c**k. I reach out and grab his python before leaning down and shoving it into my mouth. I aggressively start to suck it. After a few minutes of fast and ferocious sucking, I pull my head away and pause to catch my breath. I can feel he is close to c*m. "Ready for round two, putinha?" I ask as I edge my strap on back towards my victim's asshole, my hand wrapped tightly around his c**k again. "Yes, Mistress," He replies with a obedient look. "You're going to c*m for me now, putinha. You're going to fire a load of c*m from this fat d**k and that should be in excessive amounts so that you can cover my tits." I order. "Yes... M-mistress," He let out and is practically gasping for air. "And you are going to lick it all off like the pathetic little slut you are, aren't you?" I ask him again in more authoritative tone. "Yes, Mistress," He whispers in a low and submissive tone. "Can't hear you," I yell, while thrusting harder and harder. "YES, MISTRESS!" He screams as his c**k erupts in my hand. Rope after rope of hot c*m sprays into the air as I aim his exploding towards myself. I feel the splashes of c*m against my t**s, a few drops even deflect up onto my chin. I watch as the trails of c*m trickle between my cute 32Cs and against the hem of my corset. "Well? What are you waiting for? Lick it up, putinha," I assert brusquely as he dazes after his earth-shattering orgasm, mounts, onto his knees, and edges towards his Mistress. I grab his head and press it against my bare chest, forcing him to lick up every inch of his own load. I feel his tongue once again ravaging around my shapely boobs and flicking over my pink n*****s as he hungrily devours what I had made him produce. I look down at him as he obediently covers my boobs with his tongue and smile. It provides me a strange sense of erotic pride to have used this big and strong guy in such an unforgiving way. I stroke his head gently and kiss him softly as he laps up the last few drops of c*m.