“Geoff, did I tell you I have a man coming over?” Was the seemingly innocent question you asked me? I knew this meant I was to get you ready for him. To warm you up in the same way an opening act gets the crowd ready for the headline band. For the real show. Please let me know that I will receive my reward afterwards, but that I will remain caged and locked until then.

With my tidbit safely and frustratingly locked away, I will get my hands and lips, and tongue on you. I will worship you from your feet and move slowly up the backs of your legs to your delectable ass. I will spend some time there, giving your cheeks a little suction like kisses and the most delicate of nibbles before continuing to the small of your back. I trace ‘Geoff’ there lightly with my tongue, before using more pressure with it to write Mistress across it to show you I know who is on top, who is in charge. Moving up to your neck and ears as my hands caress and massage your back.

Moving around front, I lightly kiss along your jawline before dropping my mouth down to your throat. I know better than to even think about getting even the corners of our lips even close to coming together. Mistress, I know my place. I continue with my hands and lips, and tongue, worshipping your beautiful breasts. Your nipples are so hard! I kiss and lick and massage the undersides of them before continuing down. We both know I’m slowly heading towards your pussy. By this time tidbit is throbbing and leaking, and it’s hard to ignore him. I finally get to your sweet pussy. You are already wet, but I want you dripping for the man who will soon be fucking you. I lick and taste your nectar and feel so honoured to be the one who is getting you ready for the orgasmic bliss that your man will be giving you with his big, thick cock.

I retreat to my corner to watch how a real man makes love to a woman, fucks a woman. I am careful to make no sounds, no moans, even mindful not to breath too heavy as tidbit is straining to achieve an erection that will never happen, and ultimately, in the presence of a cock over twice as long and nearly three times as thick, an erect tidbit would be pointless. As I watch you take his cock in your mouth, I remind myself that I need to keep my hands away from tidbit as you have directed. It’s great to see how much more excited you’ve become. I had brought you to a good starting point, but I see that only a real man with a man-sized cock can really excite a hot, sexy woman.

My ego is crushed at being such a pathetic sissy, while at the same time, I am so excited and aroused to be included in sex voyeuristically. Your passion is out of control, and you push him onto the bed before crawling on top of him. You turn your head to look at me and say, “Come here bitch! You’ve always dreamed of having a big cock to fuck a woman? Guide his huge cock into me while you mentally compare yourself to him.” I scramble from my corner as you asked. As I take his cock in my hand, it is so, so obvious why he is the one who gets the privilege of fully experiencing your body.

I guide him in, and just the head of his amazing cock has you moaning and starting to gush. As you slide your tight pussy down, you turn your attention fully to him as you tell me, “Now fuck off, sissy.” I retreat but keep my eyes on your pussy as his cock spreads it open.

My senses are overloading as I hear you both moaning, I see your pussy simultaneously spreading and gripping his shaft, and catch the sweet smell of your pussy juices. It is all too much, and I let a little moan escape. I instantly regret it when I see your head snap around, and with your eyes narrowed, I see the fire of anger in them. A fire that turns me instantly cold. I know I will pay for this transgression later, but I dare not apologize now. My only correct response is silence, as I swallow hard, terrified of you in that moment. I can tell your pussy must’ve clenched hard on his shaft as he was now moaning as you rode him.

Without realizing it, you unclenched and then, with the extreme change of tension deep inside you around his cock, you immediately involuntarily clamped down on him again as the first of what would be many orgasms grabbed hold of you from your core and rocked your body from the inside out, from your head to your feet. The orgasm hit so fast and so hard that it took your breath away and had you gasping. A lesser orgasm would’ve had you screaming, but this one had you beyond screaming and nearly silent. You two are amazing to watch!

While continuing to ride him, your body continued to respond to his and had consecutive and pretty near continuous orgasms. Abruptly, he flipped you onto your back so he could take charge and fuck you deep and hard with long strokes. Your pussy never seemed to adjust to his ample size, and every rapid stroke into you was like being opened up anew. His cock played your body like a finely tuned instrument, with the sounds of your moans being the music he elicited from it.

Once again, he moved you into a new position, this time on your hands and knees, so that he could fuck you from behind. Each thrust now was deeper than you had ever felt, with the tip of his cock delivering what felt like an electric shock that mixed just the right amount of pleasure and pain. Each thrust had his big bully balls swinging forward to deliver to your clit a veritable spanking that was just slightly in off time from the electric shocks.

The combined drumming of his cock and his balls was in an amazing rhythm that your body had never before experienced, but was a rhythm you knew you wanted again even before he was finished. You arched your back down, threw your head back, and thrust back at him, forcing his cock in deeper, harder, faster. He was getting to the point of no return. His breathing was much deeper now as he slammed his cock into you just as you slammed your pussy back at him.

He grabbed your hair like the reins of a horse and used it to pull your head up and your body back. A few more thrusts, and at the same instant, you each came. His blasts of cum inside you, triggering your orgasm, and your clenching pussy walls, triggering his. He came so much and with his cock already filling you, his cum found its way out of you around his cock where it mixed with your pussy cream and the squirts of your own orgasm.

Like a symphony that has just had a crescendo ending, the only sounds now were your combined panting. At this moment, I noticed that I had leaked a puddle of precum a few inches across. My cage was rubbing the tip of my tidbit, delivering the tiniest hints of electric shock. It was almost as if the cage was mocking me. Delivering the starting feelings of an orgasm that would never reach its climax.

As he pulled out of you, I could see that your pussy lips were still clutching at his cock, not wanting to let him go. You did indeed adjust to his girth as you were now left gaping open, your pussy now free to slowly spill his cum. I knew that this was my cue to begin cleaning. I crawled first to him as I could see copious amounts of his thick cum clinging to his cock that was glistening with your pussy juices.

As I licked and sucked and tasted the combined product of your coupling, I allowed my mind to entertain the futile thought that maybe by swallowing his cum, maybe by his cum being rubbed on my face, somehow my body would realize this was pure alpha testosterone and would know to direct to my tidbit to grow it bigger possibly. For now, while I am licking him clean and while his cock is in my mouth, I can dream.

I move to your creampie, your once delicate little glistening flower. With the orgasms subsided, it is no longer a delicate pussy. It is now a triumphant open and gaping cunt, slowly leaking sperm, semen, cum, cream, juice. It is no less beautiful than before, but now additionally has the heady aroma of heavy sex. I begin to lick and slurp up this dessert. The taste excites me and again causes my tidbit to throb in its cage futilely.

I lick up as much as I can from inside before moving my tongue to capture the cum that has leaked out. I lick all the way down to your asshole to completely clean you before moving back up to your pussy. Using my fingers, I slide them into you while continuing to lick and clean you. I am trying to get as much of the juice and cum out of you. My appetite for the mixture is as voracious as it is insatiable.

As I eat, I want to give you an orgasm to prove to you I am not just a sissy bitch but have at least a little usefulness. You both are amused at how oblivious I am to your giggles as I lap away at you like a puppy who has discovered his first saucer of milk. It’s as if you can read my mind that I want to pleasure you, but you both know that delivering pleasure is the domain of the alpha king. A beta cuck is not equipped to deliver pleasure in that way.

I continue my ministrations with my tongue and lips, and fingers. In the process of cleaning you, I manage to give you a small orgasm. Imperceptible to me, but you felt it. With a deviousness that only an evil B.I.T.C.H.* possesses, you stifle the moans and outward displays of your climax. You push my head away and tell me that I did a good job cleaning you, but you just give up. “You’ll never be able to make me cum” you tell me. And with that, you deprive me of the satisfaction that would have come from knowing that I, too, made you orgasm.

You deny me not just my own pleasure by keeping me caged, you deny me the pleasure a man gets from giving a woman her greatest pleasure. You have simultaneously taken the pleasure I have given and denied me my own pleasure. This is how one can differentiate between a mistress and a Mistress. Both are a B.I.T.C.H., but any woman can be a mistress. That would be a Beautiful Individual who causes Hardons. The Mistress, though, is a Babe In Total Control of Herself.

You can see the expectant look as I remember that you said my reward would come later. I am thinking that I will be unlocked and allowed to stroke my tidbit. That I will be allowed to orgasm and dribble my cummies out. Again, as if reading my mind, you tell me that unlocking me is not my reward. Anticipation is today’s reward. More correctly, continued anticipation is. You tell me that it is not an orgasm that was to be my reward, nor is my reward even to be today.

Then you say, “Perhaps tomorrow, if I’m not too tired, I will peg you and fuck you like the sissy slut you are. You know what a sissygasm is, right?

 

The End.

 

 

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