Submissive Body Worship
Samuel loved everything about his Mistress. One of the privileges of a lifetime was when she indulged him in Mistress body worship. He never knew when it was coming. In fact, he never even knew when he was cumming for that matter. He adjusted his chastity cage while he was thinking of Her. Sam’s Mistress was as elusive as mists and just like any force of nature; unpredictable. This is what he loved about her though. She always knew how to break through his ultra logical mind with Her chaotically divine nature. You see, Samuel fit the stereo type of a male submissive. CEO by day; bitch by night. Mistress Brynn kept him sane with her irrational demands and stern brutal punishments. Sometimes she would text him at all hours of the night and give him what could best be described as Diva demands. One such Diva demand arrived at 2am in the morning and read as follows: M&Ms, 200 green ones ONLY delivered at My doorstep within the hour or your chastity sentence will be extended for another month. Sam’s heart pounded out of his chest. He had already been in chastity for six months. It was 1am and he jumped up and got dressed and headed to a store that was open all night. Unfortunately for him they had like six small packs of the requested candy. “Shit!!, he thought.” Thinking on his feet he asked the cashier if they had any more in the back. “I’ll take all of them,” he said. Samuel had a case of candy to sift through. Since it was Valentine season he found a heart shaped box to put them in; only the best for Mistress Brynn. The time was ticking away and he meticulously counted out 200 of the green candies. He looked at the clock and realized he only had thirty minutes to get there. Samuel knew if he was a minute late it wouldn’t matter and he’d get punished.
Mistress Body Worship Divine
Samuel gunned it to Mistress Brynn’s house. “I hope I don’t get pulled over,” he thought. He only had about five minutes to spare and he pulled up to the drive way he knew so well. He grabbed the heart shaped box and ran to the door. He knocked while virtually panting out of breath. Mistress Brynn opened the door in a beautiful black lace corset fitted with matching Cuban heeled stockings. She was so beautiful it made him leak in his chastity cage. She also had on a plum colored silk kimono. He could smell her perfume, Tom Ford Black Orchid, and it sent him into a mild subspace. “Let’s count them,” she said through a smirk. “Strip down,” she commanded. He knew his place and obeyed without hesitation. “Lay down, over there,” she said sternly. Samuel did as Mistress requested his heart pounding hard in his chest. She grabbed the heart shaped box he presented her with and she proceeded to count the candy meticulously with her long elegant, red painted finger nails. “One, two, three,” she counted. Samuel waited patiently while Mistress did this. He felt warm and fuzzy just listening to her melodic voice until he heard the magic number, “200”. “Very, very good,” she exclaimed! “Crawl over here,” she commanded and Samuel hopped to immediately. “Worship,” she said. He knew the protocol; kissing her beautiful feet and heels first, then her legs, kiss her panty mound, and after that wait for further instruction. Mistress Brynn delighted in changing the rules on him though; he knew he must tread delicately or he might be a blue balled bitch for another few months! As he neared her panty mound she pulled away. She grabbed a leash and collared him leading him into a room of her house he hadn’t seen yet. “Welcome to My throne room, bitch.” He looked in and saw a literal throne outfitted with beautiful Baroque designs. His eyes looked at Her Majesty’s sitting place and noticed a distinctive hole there where Mistress sat. Samuel’s heart lept with delight as she lead him to lay underneath and place his head under he gorgeous ass. His eyes looked up to see Mistress Brynn’s pale firm, ass lower onto the throne. “Worship,” she commanded. He lost himself in her smell, her taste and felt his being melt into an erotic, ecstatic delight. He knew he was where he belonged and that she would always be his Queen.
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