Nick stares up at Mistress Diana. She’s dressed in her normal get up meaning a red waist corset that pushes her perfect tits up, a black G-string, and thigh high back pleather boots that match her black pleather gloves. Her black hair is back in a high ponytail. She looks sexy as hell and even sexier holding a full flogger, the tendrils dangling over her fingers.
It’s their fifth time meeting up and each time has been better than the last. She’s an amazing Mistress. She knows how to punish, how to reward, how to make every second more consuming than the last.
She cracks the flogger against one of her gloved hands and drops her eyes to Nick’s. “And what are you?”
“I’m your good boy,” he says.
“I’m not sure I believe it. I think you’re conditionally good. You’re only good when you want to be,” she says as she walks around him.
Nick swallows. “Mistress, I always behave for you.”
“Do you?”
“Yes,” he say sharply.
Her flogger comes down on his ass. Every leather tendril ripples across his bare skin. The bite of the leather makes him gasp and his legs part a little more, as if he’s offering himself up to her. She has Nick in a cock cage and nothing else.
“I don’t think so,” Mistress Diana snaps. “Not with that tone.”
She swats him again and again, then just drags the tendrils over his ass and back. Each leather strip caresses his skin, igniting a mix of hot and cold, gentle and sharp that has him on edge. His cock hardens against the cage.
“I’ll be better, Mistress,” Nick whisper.
“You’ll be a good obedient boy for me?” she asks in a purr, then puts the edge of the handle under his chin, lifting it so he has to look at her. “Do whatever I ask without question?”
Nick swallows hard. She’s asked him to do some astounding things in the past. But he knows she always rewards him. And that’s worth a little debasement, especially considering how she does it.
“Yes, Mistress,” Nick answer.
“Little Nicky. Sweet, obedient little Nicky,” she says. She knows he hates that nickname, but knowing that she’s using it because he hates it .. it makes him twice as hard. The humiliation, her patronizing tone, the way she approaches things, it all … rubs him just right. “We’re going to see about that.”
“I’ll do whatever you ask, Mistress. I obey. I’m your sub,” Nick promises.
“Prove it,” she orders. “Lick my right boot, from toe to top.”
He obeys, licking the toe of her boot, then following the zipper all the way up her inner thigh. He almost lets my tongue touch her skin. She never lets Nick taste her where he wants or when he wants. He has to obey down to the word. He has to limit himself to what she says.
Nick starts to lick back down which earns him another swat of the flogger to the ass. Nick grunts in a mix of surprise and pain.
“I didn’t say to lick back down. See, I just don’t think you can obey, Nick,” Mistress Diana says.
“I can, Mistress. I want to please you. I’ll do whatever it takes,” he promises.
“What if I want to turn your naughty ass red?”
He gulps again, but nods. “What you say goes, mistress. I will obey. I will serve.”
She flicks the flogger another two times, then whistles. Nick realizes it’s new, but she steps forward and spreads her legs. Her eyebrow arches. “Since I’ve heard what you had to say and I’m not convinced, you’re going to put that naughty mouth of yours to work.”
Nick starts to say ‘yes, mistress’, but she swats him again. She doesn’t narrow her eyes. Worse, she looks like she’s enjoying this entire process. “I said put your mouth to work. That means now. That means no talking, only obeying.”
He nods slowly and she pulls her thong to the side, revealing her pussy. He’s hesitant to lean in and lick. He normally has to wait. Eating her out and making her come is a reward. It’s one he knows he’ll have to wait for, but he wants it all the same. He wants to be able to please her.
So Nick adjusts and licks over her pussy. One slow, long lick, then another and another, focusing on her clit as he tastes her again and again. He closes his eyes when he sees she’s palming one bare breast.
“That’s right. That’s what your mouth is good for. It should only be used to say ‘yes’ and to give pleasure. That’s it. My little Nicky has learned so well,” Mistress Diana pants.
Diana can’t get enough of her favorite little sub. How red his face gets when she humiliates him always ends up matching his red ass. Nick is a special sub, always obedient and he loves how sadistic she is which makes it even more fun to use him like this.
His tongue and lips work over her clit as he struggles to stay on all fours. He keeps pushing himself up on his fingertips to get more of her. He’d drown happily in her pussy as long as she calls it a reward.
Just for the hell of it she flicks her flogger over his ass. “Is that the best you’ve got? Is your mouth that tired from talking so much?”
He uses his tongue faster, flitting it over her clit as he sucks and groans. She makes him stop and lifts his chin. “Tell me how good I taste.”
“Better than any candy. A sweet and salty honey. Addictive. So addictive,” he groans while licking his lips. “You’re perfect, mistress.”
“Good boy. Now make me come on your tongue if you want your caged dick to get any attention at all,” she warns.
He starts eating her out again and her eyes flick beyond him, to the man who’s walked in. His face is in a sexy black leather mask. It covers everything except his eyes and it’s the only thing he has on. Diana licks her lips as she looks him over. He’s big, muscled, tan, and watching Nick as he gets harder and harder. She smirks at him until her lips part on a moan.
When her bull crosses his arms over his chest she bites her bottom lip. A moan is another reward for Nick. He gets to know he makes her feel good. He works his mouth faster on her, a good obedient sub who’s eager to get more than he’s earned.
The Bull, Eric, walks in closer, then moves next to Diana. He grips the back of her neck and kisses her fully. Nick’s talked about having some bisexual tendencies and she’s more than happy to encourage him, to show him how freeing it can be, how much he can lose himself in both women and men.
Eric kisses Diana deeper, teasing her with his tongue, but when she pulls away she sees he’s got one hand on Nick’s head.
“Eat my pussy like you want me to come or my bull is going to make you, Nicky,” Diana orders.
Nick moans as his head is shoved further between her legs. He keeps working his tongue, teasing her, edging her until he finally finds the sweet spot and makes her come. She shudders and her thighs shake.
She swats his ass with the flogger. “Position one.”
He obeys without question, steadying himself on his knees, his hands braced on his thighs, his eyes focused on hers. His gaze deviates as he drinks in Eric. He doesn’t ask, doesn’t lick at the wetness rolling over his chin, nothing.
“This is my bull,” Diana says, lovingly stroking Eric’s abs. “And you’re going to blow him. If you’re a good boy and do as he commands, I’ll free you of your cock cage.”
There’s hesitation in Nick’s eyes. Diana walks closer and gently strokes through his hair. She squats down and whispers in his ear. “He wants your perfect mouth, Nick. And I know that you want his cock. You keep looking at it.”
Still he says nothing, because he’s a good sub.
“Speak freely,” she encourages.
“I’m not sure I’m ready for this, Mistress.”
“Be specific, Nicky,” she orders, gripping his hair tighter so he hisses.
“I’m not ready to be fucked by a man,” he outs.
“Then it’s a good thing he’s not going to be fucking you today. He wants your mouth and I know how much you like sucking on the dildos I give you. You want his cock too. He’s the perfect size for your throat,” Diana purrs.
Nick squirms, obviously hard, obviously turned on, but the shame in his eyes is clear. Humiliation – when she causes it – is good. But this isn’t her doing. She gently turns Nick’s chin to face her.
“What’s your safe word?” She asks.
He blinks a few times. “Safe.”
“Do you want to use it right now?” She asks.
Nick very slowly shakes his head.
She flicks the flogger over his ass. “Words.”
“No, Mistress. I … I want to try this,” he whimpers.
“That’s a good boy. There’s no shame in wanting to try a man too. You’ll never know if you like it until you do. And if you don’t like it, if he’s deep in your throat and you decide you’re done, what does my little sub do?” She croons.
“I hit the floor twice. That means we’re done,” he answers.
“That’s a good boy. And since you’re so good, I’m going to tell you a secret,” she says, leaning in to whisper in his ear, something just for him. “The idea of watching you blow my bull turns me on so much I’m almost on the edge again.”
Nick lets out a panting moan. Diana gets behind him and drops the flogger to stroke over his back, then his chest, over his abs, and all the way to the cock cage. She slips her hand under the cage to rub his balls gently.
Nick shudders as she exhales over his neck, then licks his skin before exhaling again. Goosebumps raise on his skin. He shudders and she rubs over his shoulders as Eric steps up, his cock almost level with Nick’s face.
“Take it, my good boy. Take his cock as deep as you can. Make him groan and I’ll take off the cage,” Diana promises. “Be my good boy. Prove how right you are for me.”
He groans and leans forward. He hesitates, looks up at Eric, then slowly licks over the head of Eric’s cock. Eric nods down at Nick and Nick spreads his lips, taking Eric deeper.
Diana moans in his ear. “That’s a good boy. Do what feels good and that feels good, doesn’t it?”
Nick is ashamed of how much he wants the bull’s cock. He’s never done anything with a guy before. He’s let Mistress Diana push his limits though. He’s let her guide him through blowing toys, and he’s even welcomed her to ease some toys into his ass. Being with a guy is different though.
He feels like it changes something about him intrinsically. It shakes the foundation of who he is somehow. Knowing that Diana’s watching him, that this Bull is watching him … it adds to the humiliation and the heat of the moment.
Nick slowly takes the man’s thick cock deeper in his mouth. The precum he tastes is salty, but clean at the same time. He has to open his mouth wider.
“Suck,” Diana commands.
Nick obeys, sucking lightly. The cock in his mouth twitches, so Nick does it again. He draws back, then goes deeper as Diana guides him. He knows he can make this stop at any moment, if the humiliation gets to bee too much, if he gets too overwhelmed, but he doesn’t want to stop.
Somehow, feeling the cock hit the back of his throat again and again, feeling it move over his tongue, glide between his lips … it’s right. He closes his eyes and tries to go deeper. He wants to prove he can do this, that he’s good at it.
More than anything he wants his own aching cock touched. He’s been stuck in the cage for two weeks, unable to touch himself, unable to get any kind of satisfaction at all.
He moans around the man’s cock as he takes it faster. Every time he eases towards the tip and then starts again it’s easier. Maybe because the man’s cock is so well lubricated with Nick’s spit or because he’s not as ashamed, not as hesitant.
“You look so pretty with your mouth stretched around his cock. Touch him too,” Mistress Diana orders. “Stroke the back of his thighs. Show him how much you want to please him.”
Nick does as he’s told. He loves feeling so powerless and knowing it was his choice that put him here, on his knees, slurping and sucking another man’s cock. He eagerly takes more down his throat, choking himself on the dick.
The man moans.
“Such a good boy. You know what that means,” Mistress Diana says in his ear.
He hears the jingle of her keys, but doesn’t dare open his eyes as the cage is fully removed. Nick lets out a groan of his own as it falls away. Diana flicks the tip of his cock and it sends a jolt of electricity through him. Pleasure and pain are just two sides of the same coin and Nick wants it all.
“Make him moan again and I’ll jerk you off. You better work hard. He won’t give up another moan easy. But if you get three moans from him, I’ll ride your cock while you blow him. You’ll get everything you want,” she purrs.
Nick keeps going, even when he’s drooling, even when he can’t think straight, he doesn’t stop, can’t stop. He just wants more. He gags himself on the man’s cock, loving how full he feels. He doesn’t even hear the man moan, but he must because then Diana’s partially lubed hand slides around his cock, stroking and teasing until Nick’s thrusting into her hand.
“Open your eyes and look at him. I don’t want you to forget for a second that you’re blowing a man, that you’re serving two doms instead of one today. I want you to remember that you’re an obedient little boy toy who does whatever you’re told, including pleasing another man,” Mistress Diana orders.
When Nick doesn’t immediately open his eyes, Diana spanks him hard and flicks the tip of his cock again. It forces Nick to obey. He looks up at the man, the bull, who’s standing there, mask unreadable, but his intense blue eyes wild.
“Be the dirty, messy boy you want to be. Fit every inch of that cock down your throat. I know it’s bigger than you’re used to seeing in the mirror. I wanted you to see how a real dominant man looks,” Mistress Diana growls.
The mix of humiliation, lust, threat of pain, all of it takes Nick higher. He struggles to fit every inch down his throat, but once he relaxes a bit, focuses on Mistress Diana’s hand working his cock, it feels easier. He makes a sputtering gagging sound when his lips touch the base of the man’s cock.
The man lets out a feral sound and Mistress Diana pulls Nick back. She pecks his lips. “Lay down and get ready for more. He’s going to fuck your pretty mouth while I fuck you, because that’s what you’re for.”
“Yes, mistress,” Nick moans.
Mistress Diana lays Nick down, then straddles him. She doesn’t let him fuck her often. It’s a special reward, but his willingness to embrace who he is and bring his fantasies to life means it’s worth it. She slowly slides down his cock as Eric fills Nick’s mouth again.
Nick arches to take Eric better down his throat and Diana matches the pace Eric sets. He starts slow, but steadily increases the rhythm. Diana pants, moans, rolls her hips to take the pleasure she wants from Nick. He’s not as thick as Eric and about an inch shorter, but his cock definitely does the job.
Still, she chases her own pleasure not his. Watching him deep throat Eric, seeing how intense Eric’s eyes are, it makes her brain fuzzy. She digs her nails into Nick’s chest and drags down as she starts getting closer to the edge.
Rather than bouncing on his dick, she rolls her hips, grinds on him, giving her clit the stimulation she needs. She moans and finally reaches her own climax. She arches back, then swats the inside of Nick’s thigh before she jumps off him and uses her hands.
“That’s a good boy. You don’t get to come until the bull does though. Push him over the edge and swallow every drop. Then you’ll get to finish,” she coaxes.
Nick’s body trembles, but she’s learned how he works well. She uses both hands on him, working him up until he’s on the edge, then flicking the head of his cock gently. Eric nods once, telling Diana he’s close, so she starts working Nick up again.
She edges him two more times, bringing him close enough that he’s licking pre-cum before Eric grips Nick’s shoulder.
“Are you ready for him? One pat for yes,” Diana says.
Nick slaps the floor under him once and Eric comes. Low, throaty sounds leave his throat as he grinds into Nick’s mouth. He starts easing out bit by bit as Diana increases the pace of her hands around Nick’s cock. Nick’s hips lift as he swallows, then he comes, saying ‘thank you’, ‘thank you, mistress’ over and over again.
His cum rolls over Diana’s fingers and splatters across his belly. She slowly eases him down and nods to Eric. Eric sits on one side of Nick as she sits on the other. Once he stops trembling, he swallows again.
Diana gently strokes through his hair until he looks at her. She smiles. “That’s a good boy. See how sweet you are when you have a reward waiting?”
“Thank you, mistress. I enjoyed our session today,” he pants.
“You deserved everything you got. In the future, my bull can join us again. It’s all up to you and how good you want to be for me,” she says while stroking his hair again.
Eric smiles weakly. Diana keeps stroking him, being gentle as she cuddles him. She nods to Eric and Eric pats Nick’s hand awkwardly. Once Nick has gotten the aftercare he deserves, Diana dismisses Eric and helps Nick stand. She politely kisses his cheek.
“You’re a very good sub and because you’re good, I’m going to trust you not to touch yourself unless I tell you otherwise,” she instructs.
“I’ll be good,” he promises.
“You know what happens if you’re not. You won’t get to see the bull again and I’ll put you right back in that cage,” she threatens.
His eyes dilate. There might be a day where Nick becomes a brat if he really loves punishments this much, but that’s a worry for another day, far in the future. Right now, he’s going to keep being good. She’s sure of it.
