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Queening for a Day

Date: 10/25/2014, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, Black, Cock & ball torture, Discipline, Domination/submission, Female Domination, Interracial, Oral Sex, Pegging, Author: afroerotik, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

don’t think I can control your will, your desires?” Her voice was soft, not annoyed or irritated and it was hypnotic, soothing, arousing. “Well, I’ll let you have that today. We are new, you and I; we haven’t worked out the dynamics of our relationship yet. You don’t know me nearly as well as I know you. When you get to know me, when you understand how mentally sadistic I can really be, you won’t disrespect me by rolling your eyes at me. She continued, calmly this time, with her riding crop firmly in her hand. Shauntay gently tapped the tip of it against Bret’s throbbing, leaking erection. “Turn over, on your knees.” Bret complied swiftly. Head down against the cool plastic, he stuck his ass in the air, proud to show off his slutty nature. Shauntay rubbed the crop against his nut sack, up the crack of his ass. “Bret, would you be shocked if I told you that I am going to shove ice cubes in your ass and watch you writhe in pain while you’re bent over like this?” She spread the cheeks of his ass and rubbed her finger gently over his exposed asshole. Bret wasn’t moved. He wasn’t truly a masochist so the thought of pain didn’t really scare him. “Well,” she persisted, “a little cold should be countered with a little heat. You see, I have this chili paste that I’m going to apply to your cock and balls while those ice cubes are melting in your ass and you feel the burning, searing heat up and down the shaft of your cock.” Bret squirmed more. He was intrigued by the sheer novel ... ingenuity of this powerful woman. He wanted to belong to her; he wanted to be inflicted to her cruel punishments. He was leaking precum as she continued to circle him, to tease him with her feet, rubbing them on his face, across his chest, jerking him off with her feet. She caressed his body with her riding crop, her preferred instrument of punishment for the evening. “Imagine that Bret. Ice cubes shoved in your asscunt, excruciating heat spreading over your cock and balls. I’m going to fuck you senseless, like the little bitch you are. You understand? Is that what you want Bret? Is that the sort of torture you want to endure for me? Your pathetic cock virtually ablaze, your intestines cramping in pain, and getting fucked with my beautiful strapon?” Bret was moaning uncontrollably now. He was thrusting his ass in the air, desperate to be invaded by more than her fingers, silently shedding tears in fear of what he was becoming, what he was allowing happen to him. “Oh, God, yessssss, I want that. I want you to fuck me, use me, and punish me any way you see fit.” THWAPPP! The first blow of her riding crop came down on his balls without mercy and he cried out, scrambling away from the blinding pain. “Come back here bitch; get your ass up here.” Bret assumed the position again. This time, he felt the slippery head of her lubricated strapon rubbing sensually up and down his ass crack. Bret forgot all about the pain in his testicles and he started humping back against that strapon, trying ...