Wednesday, June 4, 2014

My Perverted Fantasy....Part 7

     "Does that taste good? I can't have you loving your own come, Pet. What I mean is this: the fifth clue regarding our session together is.....lactation."

     Forgetting my job of stroking, I stop and have a confused look on my face, not for the first time either this week.

     "Hahahahhahahhahha....I wish I had my phone to take a pic of your face!! Hahhahahhaha.....Totally hilarious! Hahahahhaha.....Did I say to stop wanking for me? Hahhahaha....C'mon, Pet. Jerk my toy....Jerk.....Jerk.....Jerk....Hahahhaha"

     While your giggling continued, once again, I continued jerking your toy as instructed wondering about that last clue: lactation. The only lactation play that I've seen are from viewing porn videos. Also, I can't say that I had not given it much consideration as something I'd like. Thinking about being squirted with a blast of milk by a gorgeous woman did kind of appeal to me, however. Stroke, stroke, stroke, wipe..lick....

     "Nice, Pet. I like how you cleaned up without being told. So....you have 10 more seconds before I must lock you up.....10...9....8....7....6....5....4....3....2 1/2....2.....1 1/2....and 1! STOP!!"

     Breathless, I reluctantly took my hand from you toy and stood in front of you.

     "To guarantee that you won't wank this evening before our time together, I will have to lock you in chastity. Before locking you up, I need several ice cubes in the freezer. Fetch them for me."

     Before leaving your bedroom for the kitchen, I remembered that I had stashed your worn panties behind your computer on your nightstand. As a means of distraction, I said, "I think I hear your shower still running a trickle, ma'am. You're gonna want to shut that off unless you want a high water bill."

     With this excuse, you left your bedroom to enter your restroom.

     Stealthily, I reached behind your computer, grabbed your panties, left the bedroom and found my clothing which I had dropped to the floor earlier. Quickly, I stuffed your panties into the pocket of my shorts, found ice cubes in the freezer, and returned to your bedroom.

     By the time I entered, I noticed the chastity device on your bed and saw a huge smile on your face.

     "Very good, Pet. Now, give my those cubes. You've got to be flaccid so that this device will fit."

     Immediately, you took the ice cubes from my hands and cupped them under my balls.

     "Hahahhah....Is that cold? Awwww, poor baby. I'm sorry, but it has to be done. You'll find that you will not be able to have an erection while in the cage."

     Within minutes, my cock became cold and shriveled while also feeling my balls shrink.

     "Now, hold still, Pet, as I put my toy in this birdcage."

     With adept precision, you were able to place my cock in the device with little difficulty.

     Upon completion, another wide smile spread across your face. "I must say that my toy looks fantastic in that cage! Now, we have one more item to deal with. My nightstand has lube in it. Please get it for me."

     Finding the water-based lube, I handed it to you wondering what you had planned for me now.

     "Look what I have, Pet!"

     With a proud smile, you held a small, red, tulip-shaped anal plug in your hand.

     "Don't worry. It isn't that large. It's actually a small one that I want you to wear until we see you tomorrow. I know it won't stretch you out much if anything, but it will remind you that I own you. This plug plus the chastity device symbolizes my total ownership. Now, bend over and spread your cheeks."

     Dutifully, I bent over far enough for insertion and spread my cheeks for you.

     Soon, I felt a slight discomfort and a wet feeling before the plug slipped entirely into my anus.

     "Wow, slave. I didn't know that your hole was that hungry. I just popped right in. Is it comfortable?"

     Straightening, I stood up to say, "Yes, ma'am. It's not so bad. I can tolerate it."

     "Good. I may be demanding, but I really don't want to hurt you tonight. I have bigger plans involving hurt and pain for you tomorrow evening. I need you here by 5:30 p.m. tomorrow night. My guests will begin arriving after this time throughout the evening."

     "Yes, ma'am. I will be here as you wish."

     "Oh, wow....I'm really impressed and flattered that you're being so good to me."

     "I try my best, ma'am."

     "You certainly do, Pet. You may get dressed."

     Finding my clothing, I began dressing. As I slipped my undershorts on, I felt the plug attempt to escape from my ass. Quickly, I slipped it back in and continued dressing.

    "Come closer to me now, Pet. I won't bite....Well, I do bite, but I won't tonight. Promise."

     Looking my mistress in the eye, I stepped in front of you.

     "Look. I know you are excited about tomorrow night as I am as well. Even though we are both anticipating a once-in-a-lifetime session, I want you to know that you are mine. Mine. Yes, there will be strap-ons, and others who will participate. As you know, there will be crossdressing, some knife play, and now lactation. You may feel humiliated and assuredly in some sort of pain, but I wanted you to know that you, again, are mine. I enjoy how we are together. I think it's good for both of us."

     With that said, you hugged me which was reciprocated and you kissed me with passion.

     "We have a big day tomorrow, Pet, and I want you rested. Leave now, and I will see you tomorrow."

     You then grabbed my crotch and smacked my ass hitting the anal plug doing so. You then whispered in my ear, "Mmmmm....I...can't....wait" and kissed my ear.

     Leaving your condo and walking home, I thought about what transpired. And it caused me to smile as I recalled your words. Then, my hand brushed my front pocket of my shorts and felt a lump. Your panties....Waves of guilt began flooding my thoughts. Why would I take your panties? That was the stupidest thing to do! I didn't ask permission! I've just got to pray that she doesn't find out! How am I going to make this up to her?

     End of Part 7....To Be Continued

     I'm glad to be yours, ma'am, and I hope I've made you less "terrifying" ;)

     All yours,

     Your Pet and your tiny toy :)

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