Hey guys and girls, have you missed me? Well I love how busy you keep me, and the other day I ran into an old friend, and just reminiscing about our old days made me soo wet thinking and remembering how naughty we were and how much it turned me on. You see it all started a few years ago, when I was a professional Dominatrix…

I used to LOVE being a Dominatrix. All that power and the whole domination/submission scene is my thing! One night I got invited to a party where there would be a few other Doms, some Cuckhold couples, and a guest of honor. It was being arranged by a Dungeon Master I knew, and he kept details very tight, as most guests were high rollers and did NOT want the general public knowing their deviant desires.

Miami is a kink lovers paradise. When the Master called me, all he said was dress to kill- maybe even literally! You never knew with his parties, and with enough money, let’s just say accidents don’t get found. So I decided to go with the classic PVC dress- the kind that only goes on with baby powder and oil. Fitting my 38G tits in was not easy, and there was no room for knickers. I added my 8″ Stiletto boots, and had a friend lace them to my thighs- just below where the dress ended. I did my bright red hair into pig tails, and wore a gold glittery eye mask.

At exactly Midnight, a horn sounded and I made my way out to a black stretch Hummer SUV, and must have been 25 feet or more with Black-mirrored windows no way you could see in. The Chauffeur helped me in and closed the door. I’m sure he enjoyed the look at my bare crack as I got in. My eyes quickly adjusted, and I recognized a few other girls in the car. We were all wearing masks, but in this community, we knew each other VERY well. I was also impressed, as I knew the other girls were also at the top of their game, and figured there was a good half million dollars of talent assembled here.

We all drank, and speculated where we were going, because as hard as it was to see in the limo, it was almost as hard to see out! The mirrored inside of the windows was very cool. After only a few minutes, the limo stopped again, and in walked one of the most handsome black men I had ever seen. He looked a little nervous, but was dressed in a Tuxedo and wore a half mask like the Phantom of the Opera. He sat alone and tried to not look at any of us. Of course I had to know more, and sat next to him.

He said he was invited by a friend to be the guest of honor at a party. That was all he was allowed to say, and pretty much all he knew. He said he worked at a gas station not too far from where I lived, and this was his first Party. I rubbed his leg, just above the knee, to re-assure him, but was shocked to feel his cock head there. He looked at me and smiled- I just licked my lips. The limo was stopping again, and it was time to get out.

We were in an underground garage, and the Master helped us out of the limo. With all of our fancy shoes and dresses, it took a few minutes, and once we were assembled, he filled us in on some details. The couple here tonight were not necessarily married, but that was nothing new. We were not allowed to inquire about who they were or what they did, and if we happened to recognize anyone, we were told to keep it to ourselves, and if word of this party did happen to leak out, the leak would be the main course in the Everglades to some hungry gators. Agreeing, and knowing he meant it, we were led in.

There were probably 20 or 30 people milling about. Some guys wore collars, and some were dressed in diapers. Most wore suits, and looked very powerful. The women were all dolled up. Even some of the older ladies looked beautiful. There was a makeshift stage, and then the Master asked for everyone’s attention. On the stage was a throne, it looked like something from ancient Egypt, gilded in gold and gems, it must have been priceless. On either side were leather couches, and a torture chair/gym horse to finish it off.

The Master explained that he had traveled the world, and decided to reside in Miami because of the wonders he found here. He called us girls up and had us stand in front of the couches. “These women are the finest Dominatrices in the world. They represent 4 continents and 6 countries. They are here to help you if your partner needs discipline. They however are not the main event. The main event tonight is someone I recently met. He is 6’4″ tall, 175 lean pounds, and, tonight assumes the title of ‘King of the Mandingos’, thanks to his massive 16″, uncircumcised, 9″ around, massive penis. Please welcome Jafar.”

With that, my friend from the limo came in, still in his tux, but the fly was open and his massive meat was hanging down. I was even amazed by the length and girth. Plus, he was not even hard yet! Master continued, “Jafar has no interest in your pathetic men, however has agreed to allow them to worship him as he chooses who he will please tonight. Please respect that and keep your men for prep and clean up only. Now king, whom would you like to tear apart first?”

He looked around the room, and selected two beautiful women. One was Asian, and one was Latin. Both had huge tits and brought their men up. While Jafar popped out their tits, and kissed them, the women told their men to strip. They wanted to see how small their cocks were against the King. First the Asian guy got naked, and he was as small as the stereotype- maybe 3-4″ hard. His whole cock was smaller than Jafars head! The other guy was average,but still looked like a baby. After comparing, they both kneeled down, and started to lick his shaft and balls. As the mighty cock grew, the women put their hands on it and stroked. Finally, Jafar bent each one over an arm on the throne, and alternated fucking them.

He was barely able to get more than the head in the Asian woman before she gushed all over his cock. The Latin woman told her man to prep her ass, and Jafar slid in. The guy licked the cock as it impaled his woman. She was begging him to stop, but he shoved it almost halfway in. We could all see the blood and shit, but the guys cleaned him as he fucked. When he went back to the Asian, she tried to get up, but I held her arm, and another girl got her other arm.Two other girls got her legs, and Jafar plowed her ass dry. She screamed and everyone applauded. Again, both guys cleaned the cock as it got dirty, and the King was ready to cum. He had the other Doms bring the Latin woman over, and he started fucking as deep as he could, with all 4 of their holes stacked up.

The more they screamed, the harder he pumped, until he clenched, and we saw his balls pump his cum. He must have cum 2 big spurts in one ass, and the rest in the other ass. Cum was flowing out like a river, tinged with red and brown. He then pulled back, and one guy started cleaning his cock, while the other cleaned the women. The ladies had to be helped from the stage, and were given a big round of applause.

This went on for hours. Some women asked up to spank, whip, peg, and piss or shit on their men. We kicked their balls, stood on them with heels, and even slapped a few silly. But as bad as the men had it, the women had it worse. Jafar was determined that before the night was over, he was going to fully get that huge black cock inside someone. Some women tried to suck him, others ride him. One lady, who was actually a very famous singer, got him about 3/4 of the way up her ass. She was sitting on him, and no matter how hard he pushed, or she impaled herself, he just couldn’t get all the way in.

Finally, when the sun was coming up, everyone was done. All the couples had left, and Jafar’s balls were empty. My hands were even sore from all the hitting, and my muscled ached. The Master thanked us all for our service, and gave us each envelopes of cash as a way of showing his appreciation. No one dared open to look, but later I counted mine at almost $75,000. On the way back, I talked to Jafar, and found out the Master ran into him at a local gas station. One thing led to another, and when he told Master he had never found a woman that could fully take him, Master saw that as a challenge.

He laughed as he said no one was going to believe him even if he told his friends. I reminded him that wouldn’t be a good idea, and he agreed. Before he got out, I gave him my number and said that if he wanted to try, I bet him my envelope against his I could take him. He smiled and said he would think about it. That was a few years ago, and I forgot about it till last week, when I took my new car to get gas, and can you guess who was the only one there? But that, as they say, is another story….

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