I sat on his face, grinding my wet cunt against his mouth. “Lick it, sissy,” I commanded. “Taste how sweet your Mistress is.”
He lapped at my folds, his tongue delving deep. I moaned, pushing his head harder against me, riding his face. He didn’t resist, couldn’t resist, too lost in his own humiliation.
When I finally pulled away, he gasped for air, his face slick with my juices. I grabbed the strap-on cock, stroking it. “Watch, sissy,” I said, pushing the head against my entrance. “Watch me take this big cock like the slut I am.”
I sank down, impaling myself on the thick shaft. I threw my head back, moaning at the delicious stretch, the fullness. “Fuck, I love this cock,” I said, starting to bounce on it.
The sissy watched, mesmerized, drool running down his chin. “Please, Mistress,” he whimpered. “Please let me have some of that cock.”
I laughed, grabbing his hair and pulling him close. “Beg, sissy. Beg for Mistress’ cock.”
“Please, Mistress,” he sobbed. “Please fuck me with that big cock. Please let me taste your pussy again. I’ll do anything, be anything, just please use me.”
And use him I did, over and over again, until he was nothing but a whimpering, begging mess.
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