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Part one found here. This is my first attempt at a sequel of any kind, so we’ll see how this goes.

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I had been anticipating this Thursday for days. Ever since Jim had collapsed on my floor spraying his load all over. Shooting his seed on himself, my entire living room, and most exciting of all; me. I’d never thought of myself as a girlie with a cum fetish, but facts are facts.

I was obsessed with that moment.

His magic dick was blessed, or cursed depending on your point of view, to satisfy any lover. The drawback was he couldn’t get hard or cum without someone instructing him to do so. No masturbating. No control. Not for him.

The power was all mine.

Maybe that’s where the excitement in my belly came from. The power I had over him. I kept telling myself that was it, the power not the cum. It would be less embarrassing if I was turned on by power. Everyone is right? On some level.

I knew it was the cum.

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I didn’t just hear the knock at my door, I felt it in my bones. Days of longing about to be released. I forced myself not to run to the door. Stay normal. I told myself. I know we needed to talk first. Not just because jumping straight to fucking would be uncouth, but I need to be honest. Jim had revealed an embarrassing truth, and now it was my turn.

I opened the door and was meet with his boyish grin. “Hey, I know this wasn’t scheduled to be a traditional date, but I wanted to bring you a little something anyway.” He said holding out flowers.

“That’s really sweet! Come on in, I’ll get these in water.” As I fumbled around in my kitchen, looking for a vase, I rehearsed in my head what I needed to say. “Hey, find a spot on the couch, I’ll be there in a sec.”

“Hey, how’d the cleaning go? It smells nice in here, so I’m guessing you’ve been busy.”

“Ah, yeah. The black light you suggested helped. That and a whole bunch of cleaning supplies. I think I got most of it…well…I did the best I could.”

Tonight was supposed to be about sex. I had specifically told him that I owed him. After not believing him about his magic cock, I had nearly broken him. Telling him to, CUM!! CUM!! CUM!! I had accidentally caused three simultaneous orgasms. To say it had been a little too much for him was an understatement. This night I was going to make it up to him. An enjoyable evening of sex and figuring out the finer points of how this all works.

My budding fixation needed to be addressed through.

I set the flowers on the coffee table and sat next to him. “So I was hoping for a quick talk first. I want to try and figure out the nuances of how your Magic Wand works. I want you to be able to enjoy yourself too.”

“Sure. I like spending time with you. You never have to make an excuse to talk.” He took my hand in his and kissed my cheek. “In truth, I don’t know all the rules about myself. I didn’t come with an instruction manual, but I’ll try to answer as best I can. Oh and Magic Wand, that’s good! I’m using that from now on.” He chuckled.

“Ok, first, can anyone control it? Anyone but you?”

“I’m not sure exactly who can and who can’t. It seems to be anybody I’m attracted to. So far no dudes have gotten a response, thankfully.” He sighed.

“Wait, what guys are trying to make you hard?”

“Some of my friends know about me. They were just fucking with me, but thank god nothing happened. As far as random people trying to play with me, I had a girlfriend once who had all her female friends try to make me hard.”

“Oh no! That couldn’t have ended well.” I cover my mouth to hide my smile. It sounded kind of hot honestly, but this was part of what I wanted to discuss.

“No it didn’t. She got mad at me when it worked, one of her friends got really mad when it didn’t.”

“Awe, poor girl. I kinda feel bad for her.” I find myself very thankful I’m able to get a response out of him.

“Yeah, I felt kinda bad. I wasn’t her fault, she just reminded me of a different ex girlfriend, so I just wasn’t interested.” Jim shrugged.

“Ok, now I’m gonna ask something and I’ll admit it’s leading to what I really want to talk about. How many times can you cum in a night? Comfortably.” I couldn’t make eye contact with him as I asked, but that little feeling inside me was stirring.

“Oh, well it depends a little. Three isn’t a problem normally. You know, if it’s not all at once.” We both laughed at our previous misadventure. “After that, it can start to be a little much. Overstimulating. I’ve done six before, that’s probably too many. Why?”

“SIX!” I catch myself before saying any more. “Seeing you do…what you did…I definitely LIKED it, more than I should’ve.” I start picking at my fingernails a bit.

FUCK IT.

“I think I might be discovering I have some sort of kink.” I burry my head in my hands.

Jim is silent for a few seconds. “Oh, that’s it? Is that what you were worried about telling me? Haha, well that’s fine by me.” He touches my face and looks into my eyes. “I’m kinda the right guy to help you explore that, no?”

“Well, I don’t want to just fetishize you. You’re a person, not a dispenser of…you know.”

“Are you trying not to say Cum because you’re worried about repeating last time?”

“Yes.”

“Thanks, but you can say the word. Just don’t tell me to do it unless you mean it.” He kisses my hand, comforting me.

“It’s just, I don’t what to take advantage of you and your abilities. Especially if we’re gonna be dating. I have a lot of power here, and I really want to use it. Even if I know I shouldn’t.”

Again he took a moment, finally smiling that boyish smile, before he spoke. “If you want to use me for my Magic Wand then do it.” He winked.

“What!?! How can you say that?”

“It’s a part of me. If it turns you on, Good! That means I turn you on.”

“Sure, I guess.” I protested. “But I don’t wanna be like your ex and make you preform for me like some sort of side show.”

“Why not? It was hot. I didn’t have sex with them, but being naked in front of all of them, getting hard, showing off like that, it was fun!” His smile stares back at me. “If me cumming everywhere excites you then let’s do it!”

“You really don’t mind being under my control like that?” I’m starting to feel better, I didn’t know how this was going to go but this might be a best case scenario.

“Well, think about it. I had a monkey’s paw wish, and what did I do? I asked for a dick that could satisfy any lover. I didn’t ask for a hundred horny virgins or a a harem of women under my control. I wanted to satisfy the women I’m with. I love making girls happy, making them cum.”

“So if your ability to finish on command is my kink…”

Jim chuckled. “Then I’m the perfect guy for you.”

“Holy shit.” I exhaled a breath I’d been holding since he’d arrived. “I still don’t want to take advantage of you though. Please tell me if I ever push you too hard.”

“I will. Can I ask, what about cum do you enjoy? What should we focus on tonight?”

“Umm…I’m not totally sure. The build up and then the moment of release is very exciting. Watching it shoot out of you, and landing on me; I liked that a lot too. I remember the smell stirring something in me.” I admit.

“The taste?” He asks.

“Maybe, I’m not sure. I didn’t get any in my mouth last time you were here.”

“You’ve never tried before, you know, with another guy?”

“Not on purpose, but you know things happen. But that’s not the point, I’ve never really been that turned on by that before. Usually it’s just a thing happens at the end of sex. Watching you the other day….it woke something up in me. I can’t explain it.”

He kissed me. Deeply. In all this I had forgotten that tonight stated purpose was sex. I was definitely remembering now. I instinctively grabbed for his cock and massage him. I laugh when nothing happened.

“You gotta say it.”

“Yeah, I know!” I playfully slap his chest. “Can we go to my bedroom? I’ve kinda set up my room for you. I want to avoid the clean up as much as possible.”

I take his hand and led the way.

I had placed a few towels near my nightstand, and covered the bed as best I can. There are also sports drinks and high protein snacks waiting for Jim if he needs to recharge before the night is over.

“You’ve done all this for me, huh?” He admires the room.

I don’t respond verbally. I just start to undress him. Shirt over the head first, then I kneel down and start to undo his belt.

“You still haven’t said it yet.”

“You know. I never really get a chance to play with a guy. They always get hard and pop.”

He kicks off his pants and I massage his dick. Flipping it back and forth while I suck on his balls. “Does it feel good?”

“Yeah, but it’s kind of frustrating too. Since I should be getting hard.” His breath has picked up, his face is flushed.

I suck him. Feeling him in my mouth is nice. I like teasing him this way. “How much control do I have I wonder? Get semi-hard for me, a nice chubby.” His dick responds growing in my mouth. “Good boy.”

“Most girls don’t bother with blowjobs anymore. Thanks, it’s nice.”

I look up at him and try to smile, but it’s hard with my mouth full. He’s not the only one who likes giving pleasure. “Get fully hard for me baby.” I take the opportunity to undress and sit on my bed, I use a single finger to beckon him over.

His rock hard dick bounces with each step towards me. When he reaches me, I devour him. Mouth and hand working in unison, spreading my sloppy spit the length of his member. My other hand squeezing his balls hard.

He groans.

“Too much?” I managed to mumble around his cock. Jim lets out a long breath but shakes his head, urging me on. “This first one doesn’t have to be the biggest, just a nice pleasurable release.” I point him at my tits. “Cum for me baby.”

A lovely spurt of seed hits my chest. Warm and slick. Watching his tip release the load makes me tingle. The familiar scent of his spunk activates something primal in my brain. My fingers find my wet crease. They slide in as the last few dribbles fall from Jim’s dick.

One thick string sticks to him. Taunting me as it dangles. I embrace my new self and take him into my mouth again. I suck firmly, making sure to get the last few drops. I enjoy the taste, but when I swallow and feel the salty brine hit the back of my throat I’m taken over the edge.

My fingers slam into my pussy and I fall backwards onto my bed. As much as I had planned on Jim cumming multiple times, I hadn’t expected my first to happen so effortlessly.

“Already?” He teases me. “I thought we were gonna go all night?”

“You’re not the only one who’s going to have several orgasms tonight.” He positions himself, and I spread my legs for him. “Stay hard for me. Show me what your magic dick can do.”

His splits the lips of my pussy, and slides in deep. The penetration is divine. My walls quiver for him immediately. I’ve had other men in me, this is something new. Maybe it’s part of his magic, maybe it’s just me embracing myself fully. I don’t care right now.

Our momentum builds, and soon we’re crashing together. He grabs my wrists as pins them over my head. My hips instinctively rock into his, as the slapping sounds get louder and louder. My insides tremble, my whole body quakes with anticipation.

I moan loudly as I cum on his dick.

I want him to feel as good as I do, I want to test his limits. “You feel the pressure building in your balls. Building and building. You’re so close. So close to cumming, that you can’t believe you haven’t popped yet.” My voice is horse, it comes out as a whimper, but it’s enough. His pace increases and becomes more frantic. “You’re so close that a light breeze should finish you. A massive load is just a moment away One more pump and surely you’ll cum.”

“Oh baby please. PLEASE!!” There are tears at the corner of his eyes.

“Pull out and cover my stomach. Cum for me babe. Show me what you can do.”

This time he fires ropes. Forceful streams paint my body. His pleasure is easily surpassed by my own enjoyment, being the one who allowed it tickles that place deep inside me. That thing I don’t quite understand.

He hits my stomach, but also everything else in sight. I’m glad for the towels I’ve put down. His shaky legs won’t hold him up anymore and he collapses next to me.

“Sorry, I got some in your hair.” He croaked, sucking air.

“Good. Think you’ve got more in you?” I’m back to rubbing myself, not trying to cum again, just staying ready.

“Sure, just give me a minute.” He’s still breathing hard. “Fuck that was crazy! I’ve never cum like that.”

“You’re welcome, but you know what you gotta do for me now?” I run my hand through his hair as he raises an eyebrow. I whisper in his ear. “You gotta stay hard for me.”

“Baby, I need a break!”

“You’ll get it, but I want to play while you do.” I help him sit up on the edge of my bed and hand him a drink.

I kneel between his legs and slowly stroke him while he refuels. That thing inside me stirs, tells me to say the words again. I resist the urge, but just barely. He gulps greedily as I entertain myself.

“You doing alright?” I ask, while I run my hands along my body. I use his previous loads as lube while I stroke us both.

“Yeah I will be, that second one was a lot. It was incredible, but it took a bit out of me.” He pushes a strand of hair out of my face. I can feel how wet it is, either from sweat or something else.

I let him finish his drink, grab a beef stick and catch his breath a little. “You got one more for me? I’ll do all the work, you just sit there and enjoy.” I climb into his lap and straddle him.

There’s no hint of repulsion, I’m fairly covered but he doesn’t shy away from my touch. In fact, he pulls me closer and embraces me. I reach between my legs and find his throbbing erection. I slide his tip against my opening. Back and forth I slide him against me, teasing both of us. Eventually I settle in and take him fully.

I ride him. Up and down, up and down. Not as forceful this time, just nice long satisfying strides. “I’m really close.” I whisper in his ear. “I think you truly are magical.”

His face has been nuzzled against my neck, purring and occasionally licking. Licking a cat showing his love. “Do you think you can cum for me?” He’s asks, pushing my hips down. It was all I needed, for the third time I reach my peak.

I fall forward and land on top of Jim. Our bodies making a very squishy *Splat* sound as we clash.

“Fill me up baby.” I moan, my body shaking from pleasure. Jim’s eyes go wide and I feel a huge gush between my legs. I realize my mistake immediately. “With a normal load!” I try to correct myself.

He relaxes underneath me, but I still feel a few pumps as he delivers the creampie I begged for. It’s the first time since he collapsed on my floor, I feel satisfied. That place inside me is quiet.

“Nice save.” He exhaled. “You caught it just in time.”

“Hehe, yeah sorry. I forgot for a second. Your dick is very literal.” I roll off Jim, and as I do, an impressive steam leaks out of me. “Thank you for indulging me. You made me your cum slut.”

“I think you made yourself a cum slut. But that’s what you wanted, right?”

“Yes.” To emphasize the point I run my hands over my body, spreading his love. “I hope this wasn’t too much for you? I know it was a lot. I understand if it was a little too extreme for you.”

“I only ever wanted to satisfy you.”

“Well I am…for now.” I giggle and kiss him. “I know I’m a bit messy, but can we cuddle for a few minutes? I promise we can shower after.”

“Anything you want.” He squeezes my tit as he holds me. “You know, I’m surprised you didn’t ask for a facial.”

“There’s plenty of time to try everything.” I reassure him.

“You’re gonna want to do more in the shower aren’t you?”

I feel that urge tingling somewhere deep inside.

I hand him another sports drink in response. He laughs before drinking deeply.

I pressed the send button on an email and leaned back in the booth. “With that our time working together is over.”

“Cheers! It’s been a fun couple of months, Sarah.” Glenn smiled as he lifted his glass.

“Yeah I’ll miss this, it’s been fun. Well, as fun as work can be.” I lifted my drink to meet his.

Glenn was handsome. Older than me, but fit and with a solid build. For the last two months I had been working at his company as a temporary consultant. Tonight we weren’t colleagues anymore, just two attractive people having drinks.

While I worked for him there had been some long looks, a couple of suggestive jokes and one time I playfully kissed him on the cheek to say goodbye. I noticed he how red his face got afterwards. Nothing unprofessional had happened but I found myself wishing something might between us, and I’d begun to fantasize about him the last couple of weeks.

We’d decided to celebrate at a bar not too far away from the office. I was kind of thinking that drinks might loosen him up a little. Every time things had gotten a little flirty at work, he quickly clammed up. Maybe he didn’t approve of office romances, or maybe it was the age difference; whatever it was I intended to find out tonight.

“So no wife or girlfriend, aren’t you a little lonely sometimes.” The Jack and Coke in my hand might be making me a bit more forward.

“Ummm… yeah I guess, but I’ve never been a relationship guy.” He shifted in his seat a bit.

“Too busy hooking up with all the hotties then?” I leaned forward a bit and made sure my cleavage was as exaggerated as possible.

“No not exactly, it’s a bit more complicated than that.” Glenn polished off the remainder of his scotch. His eyes lingered on me for an extra second, he was trying very hard not to look at my tits.

“Well you’re certainly good looking enough to be with someone, and I know you like girls, I’ve seen you looking at me.” I held up a hand to stop his protests. “You were always professional and I never felt uncomfortable, but I know you think I’m attractive.”

“You’re very pretty. I’m just looking for a specific type of relationship, it’s nothing personal.” A subtle reddish hue had spread to his cheeks, I was pretty sure it wasn’t just the alcohol.

“What about casual hookups or a friend’s with benefits type thing, is that what you’re looking for?” I flashed a hungry smile at him, this was no time for subtly.

“Why? You offering?” He laughed nervously, I think he was trying to play it off as a joke.

At this point i decided that we’re going to fuck tonight, he just doesn’t know it yet. I looked around to make sure the coast is clear and summoned my crazy college girl days. I lifted my top and flash him my tits, making sure to pinch the pierced nipple. “Would you really pass this up?” I tease him.

His eyes go wide, and I know he liked what he saw. This time I polished off the last of my beverage and waved my hand to signal a waitress we want two more.

Waiting for our drinks, we make a bit more casual conversation, I’m not good at waiting but I managed. Once the server leaves, I dive back in. “So tell me what you are looking for, I’m open minded.”

Glenn let out a long sigh. “I don’t do girlfriends or hookups, what I’m looking for is a Domme.” Glenn can’t even make eye contact as he tells me this, just starring at his feet, like there’s something interesting down there.

To say there was a long silence would be an understatement. I took a pull of my new drink before letting out a long laugh.

“See, I knew this was a bad idea.” Glenn buried his head in his hands.

“No, no I’m not laughing at you, it’s just a surprise. That’s all. So you want someone to, like, tie you up and spank you?” I’ll admit I was surprised at how much I was turned on by the idea.

That’s pretty tame actually, but yeah I want someone who’s going to take charge and make me their submissive.”

I tried to reset myself, I was shocked but I knew I needed to take this seriously. It ment something to him. “So have you ever had someone do that for you before, or is this a new thing?”

“Yeah, I had someone, but it’s complicated.” He sipped his drink looking a bit defeated.

“Did you guys brake up? Is that even a thing that happens in that kind of relationship?”

“She married my brother.”

“Wait WHAT?!?” We had been talking in more hushed voices, but obviously I couldn’t hold back after that bombshell. “So she married your brother and now she won’t do it anymore? That sucks, I’m sorry.”

“No, she’ll still do it.”

I just barely caught myself before I yelling again. “She’ll still do it! Your brother’s ok with that!” I managed in a harsh whisper.

“He doesn’t know. He never did. I didn’t even know they were dating. She just showed up to a family get together on his arm, engaged. They got married a few months later.”

The last five minutes of conversation had revealed more about Glenn than everything I’d found out while we worked together. I didn’t remember finishing my drink, but I found it was empty. I took a very deep breath and tried to push past the incredible series of revelations.

“So, do you think she got with your brother just to mess with you?”

“I honestly don’t know. Probably. Listen, Sarah, can we just forget all this go our separate ways?”

“So wait you never told your brother that his now wife has been your sexually dominant girlfriend?”

“Girlfriend isn’t the right word, and what am I supposed to tell him? That the woman he knows as Amy, I know as Mistress Sadie. Or that she used to peg me with a 12 inch strap-on and made me swallow my own load. There’s no real way to start that conversation.”

“She really made you…wait 12 inches? Really?” I thought I was done being surprised. Wrong. He simply held up his hands to indicate length and girth. “Damn where’d she get something that big?”

“There’s plenty of places, I got this on online. I still have it back home in my dungeon.”

I couldn’t believe I was getting turned on by all of this, but I very much was. “So you have a sex dungeon? With a bunch of naughty toys and stuff?”

“Well yeah you can’t do that shit in your kitchen, anyone serious about being that kinky needs a room dedicated to depravity.” He was very matter of fact about it all.

“Take me there, I wanna see it!”

Glenn waved his hand at me. “Sarah, look it’s nice to get some of this off my chest, but I don’t think you’re really ready for that yet.”

“So you doubt me then? You don’t think I can be a domme?” I tried be as serious as I could be under the circumstances.

“Well usually we wouldn’t work together first, that might be weird. And I mean, you’re cute but you just don’t seem like someone who’d be a natural dominant.”

“What because I’m not some goth girl covered in leather, latex and tattoos I can’t boss you around?”

He chuckled at me. “Yeah kind of, plus there’s your voice. It’s light and sweet, the one time I heard you yell at someone, you sounded like an anime character.”

It was true, I don’t have an overly commanding voice, but I was in now. Now backing down. I summoned my most intimidating presence.

“Take your dick out.”

He looked like a deer in headlights “What here, now?”

“I showed you my tits, only fair. Plus I just realized I shouldn’t go through all this trouble without seeing if it’s worth it. You might have a pathetic little cock.”

“Listen I don’t think this is a good ide-“

I cut him off “Shut up and do it pussy.”

Glenn looked around nervously and stared to undue his pants. I could not believe he was really doing it. He reached in and took out a very nice member. Now it was only a little engorged, still mostly soft, but even so I could see he was going to have a well above average dick when hard.

If I was really going to be his new Mistress Sadie, I couldn’t acknowledge how fucking hot all this was. “That’s it? That’s what all this has been about, trying to get that little guy off?”

I kicked off a shoe and placed my bare foot between his legs. I began to rub him ever so gently. I spare a second to look around, I like this bar and don’t want to get kicked out. Fortunately, we’re alone in a corner booth and no one seems to be paying us any attention.

“So Mistress Sadie, was that supposed to be short for sadistic?” I’m hold eye contact and acting like this the most normal conversation in the world.

“I asked her that once.” He swallowed hard.

“And?”

“She kicked me in the balls so hard I almost passed out.”

“I guess that’s your answer then. Did you like the pain?” I don’t give him time to respond. I slam my heal into his crotch and smile.

Glenn does everything he can not to cry out in pain, it might be a quiet night but screaming about his balls would draw unwanted attention. He doubles over with his mouth silently hanging open. “Fuck.” He manages in a horse voice.

I giggle at him. “So are you gonna take me to your sex dungeon now, or do I have to keep correcting you.”

He takes a few moments to recover, and finally after a deep breath starts to put him self away. He had grown in size quite a bit, so he struggled a little tucking everything back in. I sat and enjoyed the show biting my lower lip. Eventually he won the struggle with his pants and looked at me with what seemed like hunger in his eyes.

“I’ll get us a car.” He says sheepishly.

The ride back to his place is quiet. I could have tried to embarrass him in front of our driver, but decided that a silent, almost awkward, ride would build more tension. I made Glenn hold every door and continued to silently follow him until we entered his house.

“Take me to your sex room, perv.” I was enjoying giving commands to the man who was basically my boss until a few hours ago.

“Right this way Sarah.” He holds out a hand to indicate I should follow.

Right there I knew I was going to need a new name. Sarah, or even Mistress Sarah, wasn’t going to cut it. I mentally workshopped names as we walked to his dungeon. As I stepped into the room a wide smile spreads across my face.

The room itself is fairly stark. A single bed with a handful of pillows sat in the middle. The main event was the nearest wall. Mounted like trophies are cornucopia of sex toys, whips and restraints.

I walk towards the wall and let my hand run over several of the more interesting options. Holding a special place in the center of everything is the aforementioned strap on and it’s 12” dick, waiting.

My hand wrapped around a stiff leather whip with a small pad a the end. “Oh, I like this one! It’s the thing they use in horse racing right?”

“Yeah, it’s called a riding crop.” He replied.

I spin around to face him with a raised eyebrow. “Why do you still have clothes on?” I point the crop at him menacingly.

“I didn’t know I was-“

“Rule one: you’re no longer allowed clothes in this room. I doesn’t matter if I’m here or not, you wear even one stitch in here and I’ll punish you with this.” I swing the crop in the air in front of me.

I’m still a little surprised how quickly he obeys me. He’s a strong man, almost twenty years older than me, and yet here he is doing whatever I tell him. In a matter of seconds he’s fully nude hands behind his back.

I circled him, the tip of the crop dragged against his flesh as I do. “Good boy. Very good!” I bring the whip up to his nipple and give him a good flick. Glenn stifled a groan as my smile grew wider. “So your old mistress abandoned you, when’s the last time you were with someone.”

“I haven’t cum in 108 days Mistress.”

I’m stunned my the number, but an evening full of crazy shit has the inoculated me from the surprise of it all. “You haven’t jerked off since she left?”

“I’m not allowed.”

“Good, I like that. Well keep that, it can be Rule Two: Only I can make you cum.” I smack his other nipple. “And it’s Mistress Ani. That’s what you’ll call me, understood?”

“Yes Mistress Ani.” He obediently replied.

“108 days? I’m can’t believe you didn’t pop when my foot touched you at the bar.”

“I almost did Mistress, I’m sorry.”

“Well, let’s clear your pipes.” I removed everything but my panties and enjoy his eyes on me. I can see him getting harder, swelling at my nudity. “Oh and you’re going to buy me a nice table for this room. Something to put my clothes on, I’m not happy I’ve got to keep them on the floor while we do this.”

“Yes Mistress Ani. Please forgive me!”

I grab a bottle of lube from a pedestal on the wall and coat my hands. I rub them together and take my time, watching as his eyes beg for me to start. He continues to grow. I kneel beside him, but still deny touching the throbbing cock in front of me. Instead I run my hand along his ass, finding his crease and bury my hand deeply between his cheeks.

For a moment it looks like his hands move slightly, reaching for his dick. “Keep your hands behind your back, or I’ll punish you.”

“Yes Mistress, sorry. It just been so long, it hurts.”

I continue rubbing his ass, fingers slowly zeroing in on his opening. Teasing his hole, as we both know that I’m going to use that strap-on before the night is done. With my other hand I slowly wrap my fingers around his swollen balls. “Is this where it hurts?” I tug on them slightly.

I can tell he’s trying to hold back, but a low grunt escaped him. My hand slowly slides up from his sack, a firm grip traveling from shaft to tip. I use my thumb to massage the underside of his dick. He’s leaking already, and I stroke back down the length of him.

My other hand probes his hole, two fingers easily slide in and I love the sounds Glenn is trying not to make. I’ve never fingered a man before, but I know the basics, find his prostate and attack. He rocks onto his toes and I know I’ve found what I’m looking for. I focus on his ass, introducing more fingers. If he can take 12” he can take more than a couple fingers. I want to work him more, but he’s dripping so much I don’t think he can last much longer.

I decided that it’s time. I take his shaft with both hands and work him hard. Only a few seconds of pumping and I feel pleasurable pulsing turn into a hard forceful straining. My left hand continues stroking as I use my right to catch as much of him as I can.

“Nnnnaagghhhhh, fuck!” Glenn groaned as he unloads into my hand. His cock keeps pumping as 100 days of build up drains form him. My cupped hand fills with his milky white cream.

“You know all the best anime characters have finishing moves.” I stand and look Glenn in the eyes. I raise my voice to inmate the characters I’ve heard. “Do you wanna see my full power?”

“Yes Mistress, please.”

I pull my filled hand back, and smiled. “CUMMMMY SLAPPPP!”

I could feel a warm wet mist tickle my face as his cum sprays everywhere. Glenn dropped to a knee, and when he looked up at me a wet red handprint covers his left cheek. I couldn’t help but laugh. I had done this to him, and he had needed me to do it.

“All those toys are clean and ready to use, yes?” I asked, back to using my normal speaking voice.

“Yes Mistress Ani, I thoroughly clean and sanitized everything after use. I also change the sheets and scrub the entire room.”

“Good, that can be the Third Rule: You’re responsible for all the cleaning. Now, help me with the strap on then. We’re gonna fuck some more cum out of you.” I removed my panties and step into the rigging, letting Glen secure all the adjustments until everything feels tight. “Is your phone in your pants?”

“The right pocket, yes Mistress.”

“Good, unlock it for me and get on the bed face down.”

He hands me his phone and climbs onto the bed like I commanded. My hands are full of cum and lube. It makes navigating the menu tricky, but I open his camera and climb on top of him. I make sure the large dildo covers his entire crack, and snap a picture.

The click draws Glenn’s attention. “What are you doing my Mistress?”

“Claiming my property. Your old mistress, her number’s in here?”

“Yes, under Sadie.”

I type out a message:

He’s no longer yours. A NEWER, YOUNGER, Mistress now owns this submissive pet. Do not contact, failure to comply will have severe repercussions!

I attached the photo, and for the second time that night hit send on a life changing message.

Looking at the sheer size of the toy against his ass, I still have doubts it’ll fit. I apply a good helping of lube and work my new dick between his cheeks. He slowly opens for me, and I press down into his waiting hole.

“You ready to be my slut.” I taunt.

“Yes Mistress Ani, I’m yours.”

I rock my hips forward and I can’t believe my eyes. His ass parts and accepts the thick dildo. I pushed in half way, and felt only a little resistance. I pull out and then back in, this time I go all the way in. The last two inches are a tight fit, and I hear him start to groan. I lean forward and use both hands to push in his back, my legs pin his down. Now I can really work him hard.

I surprised how good it feels. Fucking him is fun, but there’s also a nice friction against my pussy as I hump him. The harder and faster I go, the better it feels. I lose myself for a moment, it’s no longer about punishing him, but pleasing me. I only notice his loud moans because my arms and hips begin to tire.

“Get on your side slut.” I’m not ready to stop, but I needed a new position. We roll to together and Glenn lifts his leg, opening his ass wide. From this angle I can reach between his legs and stroke him. I feel the pulses in my hand, but I’m not sure what’s more cum and what’s just me slamming my big dick deep inside him. I don’t care.

My body is tired and covered in sweat, it’s time to get mine. “Eat your Mistress’s pussy, she wants to cum.” Glenn slides off my dick, there’s a wet popping noise as does. When he gets up I can see just how much creamy goo is pooled on the sheets. “How many times did you cum? I got a lot of milk out of you didn’t I.”

“I’m not sure, I lost count. My Mistress was very generous. Everything aches.”

“Good. I want you to think of me tomorrow, as your ass throbs sitting in your office.”

Glenn is quite gentle as he obediently undoes all the straps, releasing my slick opening. I thought some of my wetness must be the lube, that worked its way under the strap on, but no it was all me. I couldn’t recall ever being so open and ready.

I grab Glenn by his hair and push him between my legs. His face stubble rubs on my outer lips and sends a tingle up my spine. His tongue is eager as it slides into my folds. The skill of his mouth is very impressive, he’s clearly been taught well. He works in deep as his upper lip sucks on my stiff clit. For a moment he tries to lift his head and come up for air. I don’t let him.

Pulling him hard into me I yell. “You can breathe after I cum.” My hips use what strength I have left to flex in his face. A warm feeling begins to radiate from deep within me, eventually building to an explosion that radiates throughout the rest of my body. I let go of Glenn and collapse back. The pleasure hits me in waves and I soak up every moment.

I lay there for a minute as slowly the ecstasy fades, turning into a satisfying relaxation. Once I have finally caught my breath I prop myself up and see the state of the room. A large pool of cum on the bed next to me, lube everywhere and my thighs are so shiny and slick I can see Glenn’s reflection in them.

“Go got me a wet washcloth to clean up a little.” I tell my new submissive. As he gets up to walk out of the room I stifle a giggle when I can see his ass hasn’t recovered yet, it gapes open when he leans over.

He returns a moment later, and as he’s about to hand me a towel his phone chimes. I look at it and belly laugh at the message. “Your old ex is the jealous type huh?” I flip the phone to show him the text.

HE’S MY PROPERTY! HE DOESN’T GET TO DECIDE WHO HIS MASTER IS! I’ll PUNISH BOTH OF YOU FOR THIS!

“We should have her and your brother over for dinner. It’ll be fun don’t you think.” Glenn’s face turns ashen. I type the invitation.

I didn’t want to go on summer vacation with my parents. I was too old for that now. Done with my freshman year of college, I just wanted the summer to play video games and do nothing. It might be my last chance to do nothing for a long time.

The Spector of becoming an adult haunted me everywhere I went, sitting over my shoulder just out of sight. Internships, jobs and all manner of scary real life experiences were in my near future.

I wanted nothing to do with any of it.

What I wanted apparently didn’t matter, because here I was bunking in a remote cabin with nothing to do. Indoorsy by nature, my one comfort was that this end of the lake had WiFi. My laptop might not be the best gaming computer, but it was enough to keep me from having to go outside.

I thought I was going to have the afternoon to myself, but a knock at the door ruined my solitude. I figured it was one of my parents, either they’d forgotten something or they were making one last attempt to get me to join them on their boat ride.

I couldn’t have been more wrong.

Standing there was a girl. A cute one. Short dark hair, glasses and slightly chubby; she had a nerdy goth vibe about her. She wore a dark tank top and schoolgirl skirt, a computer bag draped over her shoulder.

“Hi. You’ve got WiFi down here right.” She smiled at me, while I stood there a little slack-jawed, unable to speak. “Oh, I’m Cat by the way. I was wondering if I could hang out somewhere with access to civilization for a bit.”

“Umm, hi. Yeah, I’m Marcus. I’m fine if you want to use our internet.” I held the door open, and she breezed right past me. “It’s only me right now, my folks left on the boat tour, I hope that’s ok.”

“That’s fine, mine did too. I’d rather stay in and do some research.”

“Sure, I get it, I’m just playing some games. I’m not really one for the nature.” I give her the more comfortable couch, while I settle in at the dining table. The cabin is small enough, that we’re still basically in the same room. “So whatcha researching?” Anything fun?”

“Sex.”

I almost fell out of my chair. “Umm, oh. For like a class or something?”

“No, just for me. I like sex. Well I should say I’m fascinated by sexual activity. It’s not porn, it’s more of an instructional video about female orgasm.” She’s very matter-of-fact about the whole thing.

My face, on the other hand, is warm. In fact, I know it’s bright red. Cat doesn’t seem to notice. She slides her headphones on, and I realize she’s watching a video. A video about female orgasm. It might not be porn, but there’s a good chance there’s a pussy on her screen right now. I felt myself starting to harden under the table.

For the next few minutes I try to concentrate on my game with absolutely no luck. Just when I think I might be able to settle down a bit, Cat’s speakers grab my attention.

A female voice is speaking in ragged breath. “As I continue to stimulate myself it’s important to remember, but not obsess over, my clitoris…”

“Oh shit!” She fumbled to close her screen. “Sorry, I think my headphones just died. Umm I swear that was educational.”

I chuckle at her, but my boner is definitely returning. “She sounded very smart.” It’s the best I can do to deflect my attention away from my hard dick.

“I just realized, you must think I’m some kind of slut or something.”

“I’m not here to judge anything, after all I’ve never had sex.” I don’t know why I’m volunteering this. I’m nervous, distracted, horny and trying to hide all of it. I’m barely aware of the words leaving my mouth.

“I’m a virgin too. Well, basically anyway. I guess, well, does giving a few handjobs count?” She still doesn’t seem nervous, more enthusiastic at the turn the conversation has taken.

“I don’t know, that’s more than I’ve done so…” I think that if we keep talking like this, I’m not going to be able to stand up ever again.

“Oh, so do you masturbate a lot then?”

“Ummm…”

“Oh god, am I making you uncomfortable? I’m sorry. I just find sex and sexual activity very interesting. It’s kind of a hobby of mine. Not sex itself necessarily, or I’d be more experienced, but studying it, reading about it, and talking about it. Though, it’s hard to have an honest conversation about sex with most people.”

I swallowed hard. Where do I even start with her. “I’m not uncomfortable exactly, just a bit nervous to talk sex with a cute girl. And I don’t know what a lot of masturbation is.”

“Well, data suggests that men your age ejaculate about twelve times a month. Which seems low to me. I’ve charted my own masturbation, and it turns out I masturbate much more than the average female. The average is around eight times a month for girls, I clock in at nearly twenty-two orgasms per month, on average.”

“Well, I guess I haven’t tracked it like you, but yeah twelve seems low. So yeah, I jerk off a lot. Probably about twice the average, if I had to guess.” I’m having trouble holding eye contact, I find myself looking at my hands. Fidgeting.

“Do you want to watch this video with me? It could help you please a girl during sex, if you ever decide that’s something you want to do.” She pats the spot on the couch next to her, inviting me over.

“I would love to be with a girl, and that video sure sounds interesting, but I can’t stand up right now.” Again, I’m not sure why I’m being so forthcoming with her. There’s something about her that I trust.

“Oh, do you have an erection? This might sound a little personal, but could I see your penis? Besides videos and textbooks, I’ve only ever seen my ex’s.” She was still very calm about everything. Meanwhile, my heart was pounding in my chest.

“You want me to take my cock out right now?” My voice shook, barely able to get the words out.

“I could show you my vagina. I could show you the best ways to stimulate one.” Her big doe eyes staring at me. She looked like an anime character, and she was starting to remind me of some of the dirtier ones I watched sometimes.

“I don’t know, I don’t know if it’s a good idea.”

Why am I hesitating? I ask myself, she’s beautiful. I should be jumping at the opportunity to get naked with her.

“Is it because I’m fat?”

“What? No! You’re not fat, who would call you that? I think you very beautiful, very sexy.”

“My ex did. When we broke up. He said, Fat girls should have bigger tits than you.” For the first time she looked uncomfortable, shifting in her seat. “That’s when I started studying sex. I wanted to get really good at it. I wanted to make him jealous, but it turns out I actually find it all rather fascinating.”

“That sucks. He’s an asshole! I think you’re very attractive, my current inability to stand is proof of that.”

“For a long time after I wasn’t ready for any hands-on study.” She gave me a little wink. I thought I might cream in my pants right there. “But if I wanna get good, at some point I’m going to have to. Are you interested? …With me?”

“You want to have sex?”

“I was thinking I could give you oral. See if what I’ve learned, works in practice. In return, you could use your fingers on me, I could teach you what I know about female sexuality. I could teach you how to satisfy me, and potentially other women you might have sexual relations with in the future. Personally, I’m not sure I’m ready for penetrative sex with a penis yet. Plus, I doubt either of us have any condoms.”

I noticed her hand drop slightly. Sliding between her legs. She wanted this. I wanted this. I knew I needed to get out of my own head.

One word is all I needed. One word to make this reality. One word.

“Okay.”

“Good. Take off your clothes Marcus, and show me to your bed.” She already had her shirt off.

We stripped as we went leaving a trail of clothes as we walked. By the time we reached my bed, we were both naked. Her pale skin was almost pink. I reached out and touched her, placing my hand just above her hip. She had the softest skin I’d ever felt.

I leaned in to kiss her, but as I did I poked her. My hard cock, throbbing, sticking straight up; hit her right in the belly button.

“Hehe, that’s not where that goes. You really do need my guidance.” She joked.

“Yeah I know that’s not where your pussy is. I know that much at least.” I smiled back at her.

“Well that’s good. You seem very excited. Why don’t you sit down, and I’ll lay next to you.”

We took our positions. Her torso in my lap, her mouth just inches away from my cock, and her pussy easily within my reach. “So I finger you right?”

“Well eventually, yes, but you’ve got to work up to that part. First just lay your hand flat over my vagina and rub gently. It might help if you lick your hand to get some lubrication, but try just your hand first. I’m usually pretty good at getting wet when stimulated.”

Cat’s pussy is warm to my touch. Her thin patch of bush tickles my palm. I start gently, as she instructed, back and forth over her perfect little slit. I didn’t think I could possibly get harder, but as her fingers slowly wrapped around my dick, I feel it surge with a rush of new blood.

It might hurt if it didn’t feel so good.

“Try a more circular motion.” She instructed. “Good. Mmmm, very good. Can you feel my moisture? That means you’re doing it right.”

I could feel her getting wet. My hand started sliding not just rubbing, it was the best thing I’d ever felt.

Until her lips touched my cock. She was barely stroking me, and now her lips were there, hardly touching me. Somehow it felt better than the most vigorous jerk-off session I’d ever had.

“Sometimes, especially in the beginning, a light touch feels best. Don’t you think? It’s the same for me too. But as we continue on, we want more right? Maybe something like this.” Cat opened her mouth and took me in. Just the tip and a light sucking.

“Oh fuck!”

I might not be the most creative wordsmith in bed.

“Hehe. So you feel how wet I’m getting? Feel how my vagina is opening up for you? That means you can do a little harder, a little faster.” I obey her instructions. “Yes, just like that. What do you think comes next?”

I try to think, but my head is a bit fuzzy. My blood supply is otherwise occupied. I do remember Cat’s video. “Your clit, something with your clit!?!”

“Sure, that’s a good idea.” She took her hand off my dick, and I momentarily feel devastated. She reached down and spread her pussy open. “So you see this right here?”

“That button looking thing at the top of your pussy?” I’m desperate for her to get back on my dick, but I know it’s important. I want to be good at this too, so I try to fight my addled mind.

“Yes. That’s my clitoris. It’s kind of like the tip of your penis. Very sensitive. It can give great pleasure, but you’ve got to start out slowly. Otherwise you can overstimulate, or even hurt, your sexual partner. Try massaging it with your thumb as your fingers work into my vagina.”

“Ok, but can you please touch my dick some more. Please!” Begging might not be sexy, but I can help it. I need her there, I need her to suck me.

She chuckles at me, but gives me what I need. Making eye contact the whole time, she takes me into her mouth. Deeper this time. Almost all the way to the base. A humming noise in her throat vibrates my cock. I’m having to concentrate to avoid cumming too soon.

“Slide your fingers inside me. Two of them. You should feel how ready I am for you.”

I could. My fingers were practically already in her. It only took a slight pressure to push inside.

“Mmmm, wrong angle. Try turning them up into me. Like you’re trying to touch my clitoris from inside my vagina.”

I do, and the response is immediate. Her whole body shudders, and her breath gets ragged. “Did I make you cum?” I ask proudly.

“Close! Hmmm…so close! Hmmmm…thumb. My clit. Hmmmm….faster.” Now she’s begging me!

“Suck me harder then! Make me cum!” She obeys. Her head bobbed furiously. Both hands now stroking me.

I returned the favor.

My hand worked her hard now. So hard I was worried about hurting her. But her hips were pushing into my hand, I figured that meant she wanted more.

I gave it to her.

Mouth open, eyes closed, her whole body shook. Shaking so hard, she could barely keep stroking my cock. It didn’t matter anymore.

“Point me at your tits.” I whisper. It was all I could muster.

Cat is barely able to direct me towards her chest before I explode. Blast after blast of my warm, milky cum covers her. She’s still shaking, still moaning as I painted her.

I lean down and kiss her. Our breath still heavy.

“Your ex was crazy! Those are the most beautiful pair of tits I’ve ever seen!” I smile at her.

Cat looks down at her cum covered breasts. We both laugh as our mouths and tongues reconnect. The passionate kiss we share lasts far longer than any kiss I’ve ever had. I have no intention of ever stopping.

Maybe not all aspects of adulthood were scary after all.

**Author’s Note: Still new to writing stories like this, open to feedback and suggestions. Thanks for reading!**

I’ve been awake for almost an hour. Lying on my side, ass pointing at him, waiting. Waiting for him to stir. Praying that he would take me when he wakes. When I hear him roll over, my heart begins to race. Then I feel it…

A strong hand on my hip. Two fingers loop inside the waistband of my panties as he slowly slides them down around my thighs. The feel of his rough hands and the cotton underwear sliding down makes my skin tingle. I can feel the goosebumps rippling all over my flesh.

I know he’d rather I sleep naked so I can be even more available for his needs, but the sensation of him taking them off is just too exciting. I can feel a rush between my legs, a slight pain as blood tries to pump into my girlcock but is denied by the chastity cage I ware.

Next his fingers probe me. His hand spreads me open slightly and a large finger pushes against my hole. He rubs my bussy, growing bolder and bolder. Two fingers pierce me. They don’t fit, not really.

He doesn’t care.

I bite my pillow to keep from protesting. He doesn’t like it when I cry out. I’m his, and I should be grateful when he has his way with me.

My asshole strains and stretches as he drives further in. The pain of it is only surpassed my the pleasure. The pace of his fingers picks up, and he starts blasting my prostate. I know I’m leaking like the good little slut I am.

Suddenly his fingers are gone and my excitement grows. I know what’s next, I hear the drawer of his nightstand open. Hear the lid of lube snap open. Then his fingers are back, spreading the slick lubricant up and down the crack of my ass. Readying me for more.

The bed jiggles as he positions his hips behind mine. His thick cock spreading my ass cheeks apart as he slides against my hole, tip to shaft. He’s preparing me for what’s to come, but I’m more than ready. I’m eager. I’ve been waiting for this all morning. Then it happens. He stabs into me hard.

Fuck he’s big.

My tight bussy strains and resists the size, but I’m no match for the force he uses as he thrusts into me. The ring of my anus gives way, and I bite down hard, my nails dig into the mattress. I want to be a good girl. No crying.

His hand finds my tits. The tits he paid for. The hard squeeze distracts from the pain in my asshole that’s protesting the pounding. He begins fucking me harder and harder. He squeezes so hard I think one might pop, but then the hand slides down my side finding my hip. He pulls me into him with every thrust.

If a was leaking before, I must have a small puddle of girlcum forming next to me now. As good as it is I know there’s more, and I hope he gives it to me.

I’m rewarded.

He shoves a pillow under my hips and pushes me into my stomach. Climbing on-top, he mounts my now prone body. He renters me and starts jackhammering. His whole weight slams down onto me with every thrust.

I squirm. I can’t help it. He corrects me with a hand to the back of my head, shoving my face hard into the mattress. When I try to push up, he grabs both my arms and forces them behind my back. His legs pin mine down and I have no movement left.

I’m his and I love it.

He’s lying on me, forcing me down and humping. Shoving himself deep inside, I feel him start to strain. Hips flaring in a way that I know he’s about to fill me up. When I hear his grunting I know it’s time.

I feel his dick pumping inside me, shooting his warm seed. His sweaty body falls down on me, but his hips continue to fire and his balls continue to drain. He’s panting hard, and the breath tickles my face. He lays there for a minute before pulling on my hair, bringing my ear next to his mouth.

He whispers. “I hate how much I love fucking you.”

He slides off me and a moment later I hear the shower. I reach behind me and slip a finger inside myself. I remove it with a nice sample of cum and pop it in my mouth.

Moments later I drift off to sleep, satisfied. The taste of his cum on my tongue.

**Author’s Note: Still new to writing stories like this, open to feedback and suggestions. Thanks for reading!**

I’ve been awake for almost an hour. Lying on my side, ass pointing at him, waiting. Waiting for him to stir. Praying that he would take me when he wakes. When I hear him roll over, my heart begins to race. Then I feel it…

A strong hand on my hip. Two fingers loop inside the waistband of my panties as he slowly slides them down around my thighs. The feel of his rough hands and the cotton underwear sliding down makes my skin tingle. I can feel the goosebumps rippling all over my flesh.

I know he’d rather I sleep naked so I can be even more available for his needs, but the sensation of him taking them off is just too exciting. I can feel a rush between my legs, a slight pain as blood tries to pump into my girlcock but is denied by the chastity cage I ware.

Next his fingers probe me. His hand spreads me open slightly and a large finger pushes against my hole. He rubs my bussy, growing bolder and bolder. Two fingers pierce me. They don’t fit, not really.

He doesn’t care.

I bite my pillow to keep from protesting. He doesn’t like it when I cry out. I’m his, and I should be grateful when he has his way with me.

My asshole strains and stretches as he drives further in. The pain of it is only surpassed my the pleasure. The pace of his fingers picks up, and he starts blasting my prostate. I know I’m leaking like the good little slut I am.

Suddenly his fingers are gone and my excitement grows. I know what’s next, I hear the drawer of his nightstand open. Hear the lid of lube snap open. Then his fingers are back, spreading the slick lubricant up and down the crack of my ass. Readying me for more.

The bed jiggles as he positions his hips behind mine. His thick cock spreading my ass cheeks apart as he slides against my hole, tip to shaft. He’s preparing me for what’s to come, but I’m more than ready. I’m eager. I’ve been waiting for this all morning. Then it happens. He stabs into me hard.

Fuck he’s big.

My tight bussy strains and resists the size, but I’m no match for the force he uses as he thrusts into me. The ring of my anus gives way, and I bite down hard, my nails dig into the mattress. I want to be a good girl. No crying.

His hand finds my tits. The tits he paid for. The hard squeeze distracts from the pain in my asshole that’s protesting the pounding. He begins fucking me harder and harder. He squeezes so hard I think one might pop, but then the hand slides down my side finding my hip. He pulls me into him with every thrust.

If a was leaking before, I must have a small puddle of girlcum forming next to me now. As good as it is I know there’s more, and I hope he gives it to me.

I’m rewarded.

He shoves a pillow under my hips and pushes me into my stomach. Climbing on-top, he mounts my now prone body. He renters me and starts jackhammering. His whole weight slams down onto me with every thrust.

I squirm. I can’t help it. He corrects me with a hand to the back of my head, shoving my face hard into the mattress. When I try to push up, he grabs both my arms and forces them behind my back. His legs pin mine down and I have no movement left.

I’m his and I love it.

He’s lying on me, forcing me down and humping. Shoving himself deep inside, I feel him start to strain. Hips flaring in a way that I know he’s about to fill me up. When I hear his grunting I know it’s time.

I feel his dick pumping inside me, shooting his warm seed. His sweaty body falls down on me, but his hips continue to fire and his balls continue to drain. He’s panting hard, and the breath tickles my face. He lays there for a minute before pulling on my hair, bringing my ear next to his mouth.

He whispers. “I hate how much I love fucking you.”

He slides off me and a moment later I hear the shower. I reach behind me and slip a finger inside myself. I remove it with a nice sample of cum and pop it in my mouth.

Moments later I drift off to sleep, satisfied. The taste of his cum on my tongue.