Sometimes BDSM Sex Stories fall into your lap!

I love BDSM sex stories-especially when I’m the one in charge! I recently decided to join a BDSM dating site so I could add a few more BDSM sex stories to my repertoire. What I didn’t expect was for the first of those stories to include someone I already knew!

Most of my friends know what I do at Phone Sex Kingdom,  but I never thought I would run across them randomly on a fetish site! That is exactly what happened, though. I was scrolling along and suddenly I see a face I know very well. I click on his profile to find out just what kind of stuff he was into and there it was: all his kinks on display. My favorite one? That he wants to meet a dominant woman to use him.

I texted him and we decided to meet at my place.

He knew I was very interested in helping him explore his dominant woman fantasy. I told him that I was going to go to the bathroom and if he wanted to explore with me, he should go to my bedroom. If not, when I came out, we would watch some Netflix or something and forget this had ever happened.

When I got out of the bathroom, he was standing in my doorway, facing my bed. I grabbed him by the hair and pushed him down to his knees. I bent low and whispered in his ear that this was his last chance to get out of it. He didn’t move.

“Good boy,” I said smiling. “Don’t forget to call me Mistress.”

I slapped his face lightly and told him to get naked. While he did that I pulled out ropes and leather cuffs and attached them to my head and footboards. I told him to get on my bed and I cuffed his hands and feet. His cock was rock hard

“Look at the poor naked little fuck, your dick is already hard and I haven’t even touched you yet! This is going to be fun. ”

I then teased him, dragging my nails across his body, tickling his sides, running my hands down around his balls, never quite touching him, but making sure his cock stayed hard for me. It didn’t take long until he was begging me to cum. He was so turned on, all I had to do was put my wet mouth on his cock and he came. Oh, but I didn’t swallow. I sat on his chest and spit that cum right back into his mouth.

“We should really do this more often,” I said as I began to take the cuffs off.

He nodded and we decided to make it a weekly appointment from now on!

 

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