Dirty Minds

Chapter 10

"As you signed on your contract little bunny, I am now your Mistress. Everything you do is for my pleasure and if I feel generous enough I shall allow you to get your fill. Otherwise I'll train you to be exactly what I need. As you get better and build endurance I shall become more lenient. But until then it shall be thus. Am I clear?" I ask the ever excited man sitting opposite me.

"Absolutely Mistress. I want to please you anyway you see fit." He replied, deep voice shaking with excitement.

As I looked him over I appreciated his manliness. A 6"3 chocolate mixed man. Muscles coiled around his very body. Light honey brown eyes. Bushy expressive eyebrows. Strong jawline. Simple nose. Wide, soft, full pink lips that were currently stretched into a smile. He was gorgeous and he was now all mine. So beautifully mine.

"Well I'm glad you want to please me. That makes me happy. Speaking of which; I need you to go to the play room and pick three things you want to play with. After doing so I want them neatly placed on the bed with you stipped, clothes properly folded away and waiting in collar position. I will be there in 5 minutes. And if I see anything different I will give you the appropriate punishment. Is that clear pet?" I authorised dominantly watching him shiver with excitement.

"Crystal clear Mistress. I shall do as you've instructed." He says confidently before hurrying out of the seat and taking off down the hallway with quick steps.

Chuckling to myself I stand and move towards the kitchen. Opening the freezer I see my target. Ice. He'd only done ice play once before with his first and previous domme remarking that he liked it. Thus, I chose to surprise him tonight. Grabbing the medium sized flask, I closed the freezer door and began to make my way down the hall with my heels echoing strongly as I strutted.

Opening the door I was greeted with such a glorious sight. Such a powerful man on his knees. Back straight. Head tilted slightly downwards. Hands behind his head as he waited to be collared. Absolutely stunning.

Choosing not to say I word, I dropped the flask and went to pick up his collar from the bed side table before sitting on the bedside.

"What a good job pet. You did exactly as I asked. Now crawl to me so that I may put your collar on you." I said softly which set him to motion immediately.

He crawled to me before kneeling at my feet, allowing me to successfully put the plain black leather around his strong neck to show my ownership of him. Perfect.

"You look wonderful pet. Absolutely lovely. I like seeing this collar on you." I spoke with great happiness in my voice. “You’re my toy.” She giggled softly as she watched him. He was so handsome, so sexy, so intruding…so hers. “My splendid toy.” She whispered. Her voice dragged like silk on skin. Smooth and creamy. “Can I use my toy honey love? Can I play with my toy however I want?” She questioned as she waited for her answer.

The man in the chair replied, “Daddy is your toy for today. What’s your first move angel?” He yearned for her touch. He wanted her to look at him. “Look at me.” He commanded but he forgot he wasn’t in charge anymore.

“My my my. Don’t we have a test one. Baby boy I’m always in charge. I’m sure you don’t want a punishment from Mistress already now do you?” she hissed as she pulled his hair. “The reason for this is to remind you that you’re my toy. I can use you whenever I wish. A tool. An aid. A sub. My sub. Mine.” She continued.

“Yes Mistress. Yours.” He whimpered.

Hands gliding. Pole gripped. She danced until she was sitting at his tip. Her hips rolled and flowed to the beat of her heart. She was going to destroy him. Oh what fun it would be. To make him loose his mind. He eased into her and sat snug in her center. She rode to catch the wind of fire and inextinguishable desire. Together they filled each other with content. There she continued on. Bringing fruition everytime to both him and herself until soon enough his pupils were all that was to show. His legs shook. His body sticky, sweaty and slick. His voice hoarse. His hands clenched. His organ exhausted and twitching in her heat. He was so sensitive and responsive. So beautiful. A wonderful work of art. She wanted to keep him warm and so she got off and took him to mouth. The skill engraved in her mind. Sparks of pleasure burst forth onto his eyelids as she reaches a c****x of her own. Both too outdone that all that is left is dry c*m.

“You my sweet, you are made for me. Your Mistress is satisfied.” She said with gleaming teeth. After all he was one of her favorite students of many. Naughty boys were her favorite.