“My apologies, Mistress.” He pulls up the flimsy black knickers over his softened cock, bends his head and begins to lick the pooled cum off my sleek black boots.
“You realize that this means a day with the cage on for your forgetfulness, don’t you, pet?” I reach down to stroke his cheek while his tongue works over the leather catching every last drop of cum that spilled out of his perfect cock.
“Yes, Mistress.” He looks up at me, licking his lips. “Did I do a satisfactory job, Mistress?” I look down at my boots and see that they are clean and shiny.
“Very nice job, my sweet.” I stand up and gesture for him to join me. He stands before me; head bowed submissively. “Get your cage, pet.” I smile at him, impressed at his self-control. He hands me the cage and the key. I pull down the flimsy black knickers and slide the cage over his soft cock and lock it in place, smiling to myself at the poorly disguised look of pleasure on his face. He looks so perfect with his soft cock wrapped in the shiny steel. I was lucky to find a cage large enough…even soft he’s bigger than most. It is perfect; instead of being solid it’s more like an actual cage with a tiny hole at the bottom so he can wear it all day, yet still go to the bathroom without needing to take it off. Perfect for my little sissy. I replace his knickers and tie the key around my neck. “Would my little sissy boy like a reward?”
“If Mistress deems me worthy.” I smile indulgently at him and stroke his cheek gently before taking his chin in my hand and bringing my lips to his. He moans gently into my mouth as my tongue slips between his lips. His hands rise to touch me but then remembering his place he drops them. I move my mouth and he moans sadly. “It’s okay, baby. I’ll let you touch since you remembered to stop yourself.” I smile sweetly at him and lead his hands to my hips. “I love you, baby.” I stroke his cheek and press my lips to his once more.
“I love you too, Mistress.” He murmurs into my mouth. His hands slide up my hips to hold me close to him, savouring the freedom to let his hands roam over my perfect curves.
“That’s enough, my sweet.” I say, breaking the kiss and pulling his hands away. I give him a peck on the neck and then sit back on the bed watching him. “Sit.”
He sits on the floor in front of me and folds his hands in his lap.
“Mistress, can I ask you for something?” He says nervously.
“That depends.” I cross my arms and eye him suspiciously. “What is it?”
“Permission to stand?” I nod and watch as he walks to the sink and retrieves something which he holds behind his back then returns to kneel before me. “Mistress…I’ve been thinking about taking things further…and having you, um…” he looks down.
“Spit it out, pet.” I tip his chin up to make him look at me. “What is it you want?”
“I want to take things further. Mistress, will you shave me and make me your little sissy girl slut?” He hands me a razor and looks up at me hopefully. I smile at him and take the razor, looking at it thoughtfully.
“Hmm…I think that can be arranged, pet.” I stand up and set the razor on the sink. “However, you will still spend the kızılay escort rest of today with your little clit caged as punishment for your earlier forgetfulness. Help me undress.” His face breaks into a grin and he nods vigorously.
“Yes, Mistress.” He begins to undress me slowly, shamelessly marvelling at my beauty. His hands linger over my curves as he slides off my stockings and unclasps my suspender belt. I look at him sharply as his hands brush my taunt backside. “I’m sorry, Mistress.” I nod in acceptance and wait patiently as he adorns me in my short silk robe.
“Strip,” I say as I sit on the bed. “But leave your collar on.” I wait as he strips off his heels, stockings, suspender belt, and knickers. “Towel.” I stand up and collect a razor, a spare blade, and a can of shaving cream as he wraps the towel around his waist.
I head towards the shower with him on my heels; I can practically taste his excitement. Once inside the shower I turn it on and gesture for him to stand under the warm water. I strip off my robe and eye him as he stands waiting for my direction. This is going to take a while, I think; he isn’t as bizarrely hairy as some men, but he is a man nevertheless.
I take a generous amount of shaving cream in my palms and begin to smooth it over him, starting with his balls. I realize that shaving him with the cage on may not have been the best plan and debate taking it off but I can’t having him getting hard without my permission and so I work around it.
“Everything but your happy trail.” He looks questioningly down at me as I kneel and begin carefully removing his hair. “What? I can’t help it…I like it.” He chuckles and watches me as I carefully shave him.
He stares down at me excitedly as I continue shaving his legs, changing the razor blade after the first leg. He bites his lip in concentration as to not let himself get too excited when I turn him around to shave his ass. My pussy begins to tingle as I watch my sissy slave boy become my sissy girl slut and I have to supress a moan as I run my hands over his skin.
When I finish I rinse him off and run my hands over his legs and ass to make sure he is completely smooth. Once he is smooth from testicles to toes I sit back on my heels and admire my handiwork. I have to admit…he looks good hairless; long muscular legs even more defined by the lack of hair and his cock, even in its soft and caged state looks more prominent. He stands with his hands behind his back, his cock straining in his shiny stainless-steel cock cage. I almost feel bad for him; it’s got to be painful, and I almost feel bad…almost. But he just looks so delicious all naked and submissive. I lick my lips, wishing I could just bend him over and fuck him like the dirty little slut he is, but that will have to wait until later before I let my little sissy girl have something in her hungry pussy.
“Mistress?” He gazes down at me. “Why do you look hungry?” I chuckle and stand.
“How do you feel, pet?”
“So so good, Mistress.” He squirms a bit. “Do I look like your little sissy girl now?”
“You look beautiful, pet.” I stroke his cheek and kiss kolej escort him gently before caressing his caged cock. “I am glad you feel good, baby.” He squirms and looks a bit sheepish as he gazes down at me through his lashes. “What?” I ask.
“Mistress…I need the toilet.” His hands move to his cock and he looks mildly embarrassed. “Please
let me go pee.”
Instead of answering him I feel a twinge in my own bladder and realize that he’s not the only one who needs to go. A wicked smile crosses my lips as a very naughty idea forms in my mind and makes my pussy tingle.
“Kneel, pet.” I order, pushing him down in front of me.
“But, Mistress…I need to go.” He obeys reluctantly, kneeling down and sitting back on his heels.
“You can wait until I go.” I stand over him and centre myself over his smooth hard chest. I spread my lips with my fingers and aim my tiny pee hole as best I can at his chest and belly.
“Until you go?” He looks up at me confused. “I don’t under…ohhhh!” The confusion in his voice is replaced by a moan as I let out a stream of hot piss over his chest. It feels so dominating, so wicked; I can’t help but let out a moan of pleasure. I watch as my piss streams out from between my soaking lips and rains down on my little sissy girl. It splashes down his over chest and onto his cock in its cage making him moan. I can’t help myself from rubbing my tiny hard clit as I continue to piss all over my little slut; it feels borderline orgasmic as I revel in the sensation of relieving myself and rubbing my hard clit. The thought of just how erotic and kinky this situation is overwhelming and I can feel an orgasm hitting me and my pussy begins to convulse just as I squirt the last of my warm piss all over his chest.
When I am finished I position my piss and juice soaked cunt over his face.
“Lick, slut.” He dives onto my pussy, lapping at my soaked mound like he can’t get enough. “So you liked that did you, pet?”
“Oh fuck yes, Mistress.” He moaned against my pussy. “Your piss felt so good raining down on me. It felt so naughty having you pee all over my chest. It made you cum didn’t it, Mistress?”
“Good…good…oh, so good.” My praise is replaced by moans as he shoves his tongue deep inside me. I force myself down on him, forcing him to eat me and make me cum again and again. “Oh yes, baby…that’s a good girl…lick my piss covered pussy like the slut you are. Make your Mistress cum!” His tongue and lips work magic over my throbbing cunt and I can barely stand. “Baby, I want you to finger your tight little pussy…just think of how hard it would make your little clitty if it weren’t trapped in its cage. Be a good little sissy girl slut for me, baby. Use my pussy juice to lubricate it.” He reaches a hand up and wets his fingers in my dripping pussy then shoves them deep inside himself and moans into my cunt.
The combination of watching him finger himself and the feeling of his tongue on me has me convulsing in a massive climax. My knees buckle and I sink down beside him.
“Good girl, baby.” I lean over and kiss him, tasting myself on him. “How does your pussy feel, maltepe escort baby?”
“Like it wants your cock, Mistress.” He says, “and my little clit is throbbing in my cage.” I stroke his hair and smile at him.
“Maybe if you’re a good girl for me today I’ll fuck you later.” I touch his cheek gently and stand up, “and if you are exceptionally good, I’ll free your little clitty and you can rub it until you cum.”
“Oh thank you, Mistress.” He moans, squirming again. “But I still need to go….please?”
“Stand up, slut.” I order him. “And turn around.”
He stands and turns, confused. I take his caged cock in my hands and aim it towards the corner of the shower.
“Go ahead, baby.” I tell him grinning wickedly at the shocked look on his face. “I get to control all of you today.” He smiles at me and I feel his cock twitch as a strong stream of piss begins to flow from his caged cock. I hold it and watch his piss stream out and all over the shower wall. He moans slightly as I cup his balls and roll them in my hand as he pees. When he’s done, I shake twice and release him.
“Let’s go dry off, pet.” I turn off the shower and have him to dry off and help me towel off before heading back to my room.
“How do you feel, pet?” I lead him to stand next to my bed as I sit and begin rubbing lotion over his now smooth legs and bum.
“So so good. Thank you, Mistress.” He shivers as my hands glide over his smooth skin. I slap his ass when as I finish and he moans slightly.
“You may help me dress, pet.”
“Yes, Mistress. What would you like to wear?” He headed towards my wardrobe but I stop him.
“Put back on your lingerie, my sweet.” I hand him the silky black set and watch as he begins to moan slightly at the feel of the silky polka dot stockings sliding up his smooth legs. He clasps the suspender belt around his waist and slides on the flimsy black knickers. “How do you feel, my little sissy girl?”
“So good, Mistress. Thank you so much!” His hands slide over his body, caressing himself and moaning gently. “I want to be your little sissy girl slut.”
“That’s my good girl.” I smile at him and stroke his cheek. “Now, get me my black lingerie set and seamed hold-ups.”
As he turned dutifully to retrieve the lingerie I admire his firm ass, smiling to myself. While he helps me dress, I close my eyes and enjoy the feel of his calloused hands on my soft skin. His hands slide the silky stockings up over my muscular legs before helping me slide on the lacy knickers, his hands lingering over my ass.
“No bra,” I tell him as he reaches for it. “Just get my ripped jeans, corset and black blazer.” He helps me into the jeans and laces me into the corset, cinching me in tightly. He slips the blazer over my shoulders and stands back to look at me.
“Would you like me to get dressed, Mistress?” he asks, his hands clasped in front of him.
“Yes…you may wear whatever you were intending to wear today. But you will keep the lingerie and cage on underneath to remind my little slut of his place. You may take the collar off and keep it in your pocket for when we are alone again.”
“Yes, Mistress.” He nods and pulls on his jeans and t-shirt, placing the collar in his pocket and donning his socks and shoes. When he finishes I stick my hand in his pocket and give his ass a firm squeeze causing him to bite his lip and moan.
“Ready to go, pet?”