Femdom Story: Mistress (Ep 3)
I always love the moments of crawling with the owner as she walks around the house. At home, the hostess usually wears comfortable shorts or short skirts, which gives me the opportunity to see her beautiful legs. If I crawled behind me, I could look up and watch the mistress's ass move with every step. If I crawled fast, I would have the opportunity to get my nose closer to her feet and smell the faint fragrance of her flesh.
It's wonderful to be able to let go of all the burdens in life, to be a carefree animal crawling around at the feet of the girl I worship. When I got in the way of the mistress, she gently pushed me away with her foot. When she was having fun, she would most likely slightly spread her legs apart so that I could crawl through her groin - an interesting act of a dog. Just such simple contact with her made me feel happy. But perhaps my favorite moment was when I knelt on the front porch and waited for the sound of the door lock, signaling that the mistress had returned. I was really happy like a real dog when I saw the owner come home. Especially every day the owner comes home from training at the gym. Her neat body is enhanced by a tight-fitting training suit, the most prominent of which is her provocative curved buttocks. She tied her hair neatly, her face was still flushed because of her strong activity, she looked very attractive. She would drop herself into the salon chair to rest. At this time, as an exception, I was allowed to do the job of a servant, which was to take off my sneakers for the mistress, and then take off the socks she was wearing. I still remember the first time I took off my socks for my mistress, I was kicked on the head by her when I saw me use my hands. Since then, I have always had to use my mouth to take off my socks for the hostess. Her socks wore all day, and especially after exercising, they were soaked with the smell of sweat on their feet. But I wasn't terrified. Her socks are a masterpiece to me.
Seeing that I was fascinated by a pair of dirty socks from my mistress like that couldn't help but make her laugh:
"What a stupid dog, who only likes dirty, lowly
things." Then suck it on tonight. It is not allowed to be released, haha."
To dress me with her socks in her mouth, the mistress casually stood up and took off her sweaty training clothes and threw them directly in my face. Of course, I had one more task when she wasn't home, and that was to wash all her dirty clothes. The mistress took off her clothes and walked into the bathroom. She still changed her clothes in front of me many times. Maybe it was a way of teasing me to get me excited, but maybe it was also because she really treated me as a dog, not a human, so there was no shyness in letting me watch her get dressed. Does she really consider me a dog?
Most of the time at home, the owner ignored me hanging around at my feet like a dog. When she was studying, she could have been more fortunate, she let me lie at my feet like a carpet. My mouth and tongue would be free to lick her beautiful feet, or sometimes when I was asleep, she would allow me to crawl into bed, lie face down on her ass all night. One day, the owner returned home dressed as a schoolgirl. It was the lotus season, so she and her friends must have invited each other to take pictures of Ao Dai. Needless to say, I watched the mistress without blinking. I wanted to say that she was so beautiful. Vietnamese girls are always more beautiful and lighter in white ao dai, for my mistress, it is even more suitable. She exudes pure beauty, intertwined with evocative charm thanks to the lines hidden behind the delicate ao dai as if challenging the viewer. My cock immediately saluted the flag straight.
I swallowed my breasts, just wanting to rush in and hug her, but I knew I would never dare to insult her.
The mistress looked at me with a smile. She happily whistled and called me closer:
"Are you happy to see the owner come back, dog?" Come on, get through my groin!
Just waiting for that, I hurriedly crawled between her legs. As I crawled over the mistress's groin from behind, I deliberately slowed down, tilting my head up to rub my nose against the crotch of her pants. The mistress immediately realized, she turned around and slapped me, quite painful:
"Where did I allow you to do that? I told you to go through your groin, you are only allowed to go through your groin, listen, listen?
Every time "Do you hear", the owner gave me a painful slap. I hurriedly shook my head and apologized to her.
The mistress smirked contemptuously. She turned her back slightly to me, pulled up her robe and pressed her buttocks close to my face, just enough for me to smell her panties and clearly see the marks of her panties hidden through the white panties.
"You like to kiss my buttocks, don't you? But if you want to be happy, you have to suffer first. If you can withstand my 20 slaps, I'll let you kiss your buttocks.
Having just eaten a few slaps from the hostess, my cheeks were red and tingling. If I had to take another 20 slaps, I don't know what it would have been. But the offer was too attractive, so I nodded slightly in agreement.
The mistress knew that I would accept the pain. She laughed: "I know you'll be willing to do anything just to smell my ass. Show your face here! Then the mistress started slapping me. Every shot hurts. She came up with an even better game. She made me close my eyes. If I open my eyes, at least I can know when I'm going to slap and prepare myself for pain. But if you have to close your eyes. I couldn't know when the mistress was going to slap me. Waiting in fear and nervousness made me even more nervous. The boss slapped me hard, then rested for about a few tens of seconds, making me wait. When the sense of security and anxiety in me subsided, she suddenly slapped me again. Then sometimes she slapped 2-4 times in a row.
Finally, tired and sore in her hands, the landlady took the slippers to go to a nearby house to slap me. I have never seen the number 20 for so long. I think she probably slapped more than 50 times.
"Okay, open your eyes. If you look in the mirror now, you'll see your cheeks as red as pikachu. Just because you want to kiss my buttocks, are you trying to endure this? So here's your reward.
The hostess turned around, unfolded her robe, grabbed my hair with the other hand and pressed it against her buttocks. All the pain seemed to dissipate in me. Her buttocks are so soft, so fragrant! I wished that my face was forever glued to the mistress's ass.
- Look, when I was slapped, my cock shrunk like a worm, but as soon as I put my face on my butt, it immediately stood upright, it was really spoiled, lewd dog food! Should I make you a castrated dog?
When I heard that, I was scared and hurriedly shook my head, barking and barking, but I didn't dare to open my mouth to say a word. Thinking back, of course it was just a joke, but for some reason, at that moment, I was really scared and believed that the mistress could castrate me. Perhaps that comes from the adoration that I have for the owner that made me really immerse myself in the role and fully believe that I am a real dog, which can be easily neutered according to the owner's wishes.
Looking at my frightened expression, the mistress also had to laugh. She said, "
Okay, I won't castrate you. I will leave your lustful cock intact, and if you have the sensuality in you, you can serve wholeheartedly. Now take off your pants for me.
Hearing this order, I trembled with joy. Still, I was calm enough not to forget the important principle: don't use your hands. I gently bit the waistband of the mistress's pants, and pulled her pants down under my feet with the force of my head and mouth.
Then, now it's nude panties. My cock seemed to want to explode with stimulation. Continuing to bite lightly at the waistband of her pants, I cleverly pulled it down, as if peeling off the shell of a masterpiece inside.
The happiest moment was when I pulled my mistress's panties with my mouth, my nose and mouth slid in a straight line along her asshole. I could feel the softness of her buttocks and the dampness of the sweat that had accumulated all day there. Now all of the mistress's round buttocks were right in front of me, but before I had time to look at it, the mistress grabbed my head and pressed my face to her buttocks.
- Lick the dog. Lick off the sweat for me.
The smell of her buttocks, the sweat of a hot day hit my nose. The smell was hard to smell and not pleasant, but it was that that really pushed the sensuality in me to the highest level. I greedily stuck out my tongue, trying to thrust as deep as I could into her ass.
-Aaa.. AAA, that's right, good dog, good dog, stick your tongue in. Kiss my ass like you're kissing your girlfriend.
The mistress is also being stimulated by my servants. She gently leaned forward, pushing her buttocks closer back so that I could easily suck and lick them. She almost sat on my face, her mistress's weight resting on the face of the slave kneeling below. My face was a little sore, but it seemed that the mistress was still not satisfied. She turned around, told me to stick out my tongue, and then she spat out:
"Let me make your tongue wetter," she said.
Then the mistress continued to sit on top of me without a hint of pity. She clicked up and down with every beat of my licking. At first it was her buttocks, but gradually, she bent over more, letting my face slide down her groin and make contact with the "little girl". That area has been wet for a long time.
There have been many times when the landlady has used my face as a chair to sit on, and there have been many times when I have been able to lick her buttocks face down, but this is the first time I have been given the grace to lick her.
She had now turned to face me, leaned back in the soft cushioned chair and pulled me closer, her face down on her lap. In this position, she will be extremely comfortable and relaxed to fully enjoy my service. What about me, her mouth and nose were full of water but she still hadn't let go. She still grabbed my head and indented it. At one point, she patted me on the head, scolding me,
"Stick out your tongue quickly," or "Lick it hard."
She groaned and breathed quickly as if she was having sex. The only thing that poked her was not my pathetic cock but my tongue and mouth. A sense of humiliation surged again.
Finally, seemingly satisfied, her lust probably filled my face. But she still hasn't let go of me. She straightened up, placing herself right above my mouth. I could have a hunch about something coming to me.
The mistress looked down at my face below, reached out and stroked my hair gently, and said softly:
"Very good dog, open your mouth big now!
Then he didn't wait for my reaction. She peed straight into my mouth. This is the first time she has treated me like that. The salty and strong urine flowing into my mouth almost made me choke. Reflexively, I turned my face away slightly, but the hostess's hand held my head tightly. The last bit of reason helps me try toHe opened his mouth wide and swallowed the "privilege" of the mistress quickly. Even so, her urine was still pouring all over my nose. After peeing, she rubbed my head, looking at me with satisfaction.
- "Very good, very good. I didn't expect that peeing in his pet's mouth would bring such an interesting pleasure."
Then the hostess casually put her legs on my back, lay back on the chair, closed her eyes and relaxed. Now, after satisfying the mistress as a sex tool, I went back to being just an object for her to put her feet on.
I don't know how long she relaxed, but then she woke up to go take a shower. Seeing my miserable face after serving her, drenched in her piss and lust while the cock was still tense, the mistress suddenly felt a little pitying. She took her panties that I had taken off earlier, put them on my dick, and rolled them a few times.
- Because you have served you very well, today you broke the rules, you are allowed to ejaculate. She gave her pet her panties, now masturbate to her. Hurry up, you only give your pet 30 seconds.
Just waiting for the possibility, I immediately reached out and sucked my pathetic cock. The mistress's underwear rubbed against my little boy, adding to the stimulation. I didn't have to wait that long, with the lust that was full, plus the look of pity and contempt that the mistress was looking at me, it took less than 20 seconds for me to ejaculate. The amount of semen that had accumulated over the past time was discharged, shooting all over my panties, I had never seen ejaculation so happily.
The mistress smirked slightly:
"What do you think, it's been more than ten seconds. It's really a loser! I was about to take out my phone to record your pathetic scene when you were all out. Make me lose interest, so now you will be punished. Put on the underwear you just used on your head quickly.
Seeing that I was grimacing, the mistress frowned slightly:
"Put the underwear on your head, and cover your face. Or do you prefer to hold it in your mouth?
I didn't dare to argue with the order, so I took my own semen-covered underwear and put it on my face.
The owner smiled happily. She pulled out her phone and took a picture of my disgusting appearance.
"From now until night, you have to kneel here, with these panties on your face. When I go to bed, you are allowed to shower and clean. Remember, if you wake up tomorrow morning and any place is not cleaned, you will be punished again.
Saying that, the mistress casually left to take a shower, leaving me to kneel there with her own semen-covered panties, mixed with the smell of urine, lewdness, and the smell of the mistress's ass. The floor was also strewn with her urine just now. And I had to endure that scene until the night
It's wonderful to be able to let go of all the burdens in life, to be a carefree animal crawling around at the feet of the girl I worship. When I got in the way of the mistress, she gently pushed me away with her foot. When she was having fun, she would most likely slightly spread her legs apart so that I could crawl through her groin - an interesting act of a dog. Just such simple contact with her made me feel happy. But perhaps my favorite moment was when I knelt on the front porch and waited for the sound of the door lock, signaling that the mistress had returned. I was really happy like a real dog when I saw the owner come home. Especially every day the owner comes home from training at the gym. Her neat body is enhanced by a tight-fitting training suit, the most prominent of which is her provocative curved buttocks. She tied her hair neatly, her face was still flushed because of her strong activity, she looked very attractive. She would drop herself into the salon chair to rest. At this time, as an exception, I was allowed to do the job of a servant, which was to take off my sneakers for the mistress, and then take off the socks she was wearing. I still remember the first time I took off my socks for my mistress, I was kicked on the head by her when I saw me use my hands. Since then, I have always had to use my mouth to take off my socks for the hostess. Her socks wore all day, and especially after exercising, they were soaked with the smell of sweat on their feet. But I wasn't terrified. Her socks are a masterpiece to me.
Seeing that I was fascinated by a pair of dirty socks from my mistress like that couldn't help but make her laugh:
"What a stupid dog, who only likes dirty, lowly
things." Then suck it on tonight. It is not allowed to be released, haha."
To dress me with her socks in her mouth, the mistress casually stood up and took off her sweaty training clothes and threw them directly in my face. Of course, I had one more task when she wasn't home, and that was to wash all her dirty clothes. The mistress took off her clothes and walked into the bathroom. She still changed her clothes in front of me many times. Maybe it was a way of teasing me to get me excited, but maybe it was also because she really treated me as a dog, not a human, so there was no shyness in letting me watch her get dressed. Does she really consider me a dog?
Most of the time at home, the owner ignored me hanging around at my feet like a dog. When she was studying, she could have been more fortunate, she let me lie at my feet like a carpet. My mouth and tongue would be free to lick her beautiful feet, or sometimes when I was asleep, she would allow me to crawl into bed, lie face down on her ass all night. One day, the owner returned home dressed as a schoolgirl. It was the lotus season, so she and her friends must have invited each other to take pictures of Ao Dai. Needless to say, I watched the mistress without blinking. I wanted to say that she was so beautiful. Vietnamese girls are always more beautiful and lighter in white ao dai, for my mistress, it is even more suitable. She exudes pure beauty, intertwined with evocative charm thanks to the lines hidden behind the delicate ao dai as if challenging the viewer. My cock immediately saluted the flag straight.
I swallowed my breasts, just wanting to rush in and hug her, but I knew I would never dare to insult her.
The mistress looked at me with a smile. She happily whistled and called me closer:
"Are you happy to see the owner come back, dog?" Come on, get through my groin!
Just waiting for that, I hurriedly crawled between her legs. As I crawled over the mistress's groin from behind, I deliberately slowed down, tilting my head up to rub my nose against the crotch of her pants. The mistress immediately realized, she turned around and slapped me, quite painful:
"Where did I allow you to do that? I told you to go through your groin, you are only allowed to go through your groin, listen, listen?
Every time "Do you hear", the owner gave me a painful slap. I hurriedly shook my head and apologized to her.
The mistress smirked contemptuously. She turned her back slightly to me, pulled up her robe and pressed her buttocks close to my face, just enough for me to smell her panties and clearly see the marks of her panties hidden through the white panties.
"You like to kiss my buttocks, don't you? But if you want to be happy, you have to suffer first. If you can withstand my 20 slaps, I'll let you kiss your buttocks.
Having just eaten a few slaps from the hostess, my cheeks were red and tingling. If I had to take another 20 slaps, I don't know what it would have been. But the offer was too attractive, so I nodded slightly in agreement.
The mistress knew that I would accept the pain. She laughed: "I know you'll be willing to do anything just to smell my ass. Show your face here! Then the mistress started slapping me. Every shot hurts. She came up with an even better game. She made me close my eyes. If I open my eyes, at least I can know when I'm going to slap and prepare myself for pain. But if you have to close your eyes. I couldn't know when the mistress was going to slap me. Waiting in fear and nervousness made me even more nervous. The boss slapped me hard, then rested for about a few tens of seconds, making me wait. When the sense of security and anxiety in me subsided, she suddenly slapped me again. Then sometimes she slapped 2-4 times in a row.
Finally, tired and sore in her hands, the landlady took the slippers to go to a nearby house to slap me. I have never seen the number 20 for so long. I think she probably slapped more than 50 times.
"Okay, open your eyes. If you look in the mirror now, you'll see your cheeks as red as pikachu. Just because you want to kiss my buttocks, are you trying to endure this? So here's your reward.
The hostess turned around, unfolded her robe, grabbed my hair with the other hand and pressed it against her buttocks. All the pain seemed to dissipate in me. Her buttocks are so soft, so fragrant! I wished that my face was forever glued to the mistress's ass.
- Look, when I was slapped, my cock shrunk like a worm, but as soon as I put my face on my butt, it immediately stood upright, it was really spoiled, lewd dog food! Should I make you a castrated dog?
When I heard that, I was scared and hurriedly shook my head, barking and barking, but I didn't dare to open my mouth to say a word. Thinking back, of course it was just a joke, but for some reason, at that moment, I was really scared and believed that the mistress could castrate me. Perhaps that comes from the adoration that I have for the owner that made me really immerse myself in the role and fully believe that I am a real dog, which can be easily neutered according to the owner's wishes.
Looking at my frightened expression, the mistress also had to laugh. She said, "
Okay, I won't castrate you. I will leave your lustful cock intact, and if you have the sensuality in you, you can serve wholeheartedly. Now take off your pants for me.
Hearing this order, I trembled with joy. Still, I was calm enough not to forget the important principle: don't use your hands. I gently bit the waistband of the mistress's pants, and pulled her pants down under my feet with the force of my head and mouth.
Then, now it's nude panties. My cock seemed to want to explode with stimulation. Continuing to bite lightly at the waistband of her pants, I cleverly pulled it down, as if peeling off the shell of a masterpiece inside.
The happiest moment was when I pulled my mistress's panties with my mouth, my nose and mouth slid in a straight line along her asshole. I could feel the softness of her buttocks and the dampness of the sweat that had accumulated all day there. Now all of the mistress's round buttocks were right in front of me, but before I had time to look at it, the mistress grabbed my head and pressed my face to her buttocks.
- Lick the dog. Lick off the sweat for me.
The smell of her buttocks, the sweat of a hot day hit my nose. The smell was hard to smell and not pleasant, but it was that that really pushed the sensuality in me to the highest level. I greedily stuck out my tongue, trying to thrust as deep as I could into her ass.
-Aaa.. AAA, that's right, good dog, good dog, stick your tongue in. Kiss my ass like you're kissing your girlfriend.
The mistress is also being stimulated by my servants. She gently leaned forward, pushing her buttocks closer back so that I could easily suck and lick them. She almost sat on my face, her mistress's weight resting on the face of the slave kneeling below. My face was a little sore, but it seemed that the mistress was still not satisfied. She turned around, told me to stick out my tongue, and then she spat out:
"Let me make your tongue wetter," she said.
Then the mistress continued to sit on top of me without a hint of pity. She clicked up and down with every beat of my licking. At first it was her buttocks, but gradually, she bent over more, letting my face slide down her groin and make contact with the "little girl". That area has been wet for a long time.
There have been many times when the landlady has used my face as a chair to sit on, and there have been many times when I have been able to lick her buttocks face down, but this is the first time I have been given the grace to lick her.
She had now turned to face me, leaned back in the soft cushioned chair and pulled me closer, her face down on her lap. In this position, she will be extremely comfortable and relaxed to fully enjoy my service. What about me, her mouth and nose were full of water but she still hadn't let go. She still grabbed my head and indented it. At one point, she patted me on the head, scolding me,
"Stick out your tongue quickly," or "Lick it hard."
She groaned and breathed quickly as if she was having sex. The only thing that poked her was not my pathetic cock but my tongue and mouth. A sense of humiliation surged again.
Finally, seemingly satisfied, her lust probably filled my face. But she still hasn't let go of me. She straightened up, placing herself right above my mouth. I could have a hunch about something coming to me.
The mistress looked down at my face below, reached out and stroked my hair gently, and said softly:
"Very good dog, open your mouth big now!
Then he didn't wait for my reaction. She peed straight into my mouth. This is the first time she has treated me like that. The salty and strong urine flowing into my mouth almost made me choke. Reflexively, I turned my face away slightly, but the hostess's hand held my head tightly. The last bit of reason helps me try toHe opened his mouth wide and swallowed the "privilege" of the mistress quickly. Even so, her urine was still pouring all over my nose. After peeing, she rubbed my head, looking at me with satisfaction.
- "Very good, very good. I didn't expect that peeing in his pet's mouth would bring such an interesting pleasure."
Then the hostess casually put her legs on my back, lay back on the chair, closed her eyes and relaxed. Now, after satisfying the mistress as a sex tool, I went back to being just an object for her to put her feet on.
I don't know how long she relaxed, but then she woke up to go take a shower. Seeing my miserable face after serving her, drenched in her piss and lust while the cock was still tense, the mistress suddenly felt a little pitying. She took her panties that I had taken off earlier, put them on my dick, and rolled them a few times.
- Because you have served you very well, today you broke the rules, you are allowed to ejaculate. She gave her pet her panties, now masturbate to her. Hurry up, you only give your pet 30 seconds.
Just waiting for the possibility, I immediately reached out and sucked my pathetic cock. The mistress's underwear rubbed against my little boy, adding to the stimulation. I didn't have to wait that long, with the lust that was full, plus the look of pity and contempt that the mistress was looking at me, it took less than 20 seconds for me to ejaculate. The amount of semen that had accumulated over the past time was discharged, shooting all over my panties, I had never seen ejaculation so happily.
The mistress smirked slightly:
"What do you think, it's been more than ten seconds. It's really a loser! I was about to take out my phone to record your pathetic scene when you were all out. Make me lose interest, so now you will be punished. Put on the underwear you just used on your head quickly.
Seeing that I was grimacing, the mistress frowned slightly:
"Put the underwear on your head, and cover your face. Or do you prefer to hold it in your mouth?
I didn't dare to argue with the order, so I took my own semen-covered underwear and put it on my face.
The owner smiled happily. She pulled out her phone and took a picture of my disgusting appearance.
"From now until night, you have to kneel here, with these panties on your face. When I go to bed, you are allowed to shower and clean. Remember, if you wake up tomorrow morning and any place is not cleaned, you will be punished again.
Saying that, the mistress casually left to take a shower, leaving me to kneel there with her own semen-covered panties, mixed with the smell of urine, lewdness, and the smell of the mistress's ass. The floor was also strewn with her urine just now. And I had to endure that scene until the night