A Good Mistress
She clasped the leash around his neck,
Breathing hot air into his ear
And whispering at how naughty he has been.
His body thrummed with anticipation,
His mind blown
And his skin felt like lust was crawling all over it.
She looked glorious;
In a thong
And her tits perky and taut.
A thrill running through her being
At how he lay at her mercy.
A flogger in one hand
Teasing his flesh with the tip of it.
How his chest heaved
And how his cock leaked precum.
The hunger in his eyes
Begging for her mercy
But she had none to give.
She knelt in between his thighs
Wrapped her hand around his thick length
Stroking it with a promise;
A promise of a long night.
He wriggled and “mistress”
Tumbled out of his mouth,
She smirked and wrapped her mouth around him.
He jolted at the sensation.
She sucked
Causing vibrations
And he begged for a release.
Like a good mistress;
She granted him it.
