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My Last BDSM Experience!
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My Last BDSM Experience! Hello my fellow kinky readers and thanks for stumbling into my current thoughts infused with my creative words. My name is none of your concern so call me Madame Rogue as all my submissive pets do. Unfortunately, it’s hard to tell, but I am a professional dominatrix. Traveling from one mansion home to the next, I put the rich class on their knees. Who knew powerful high class men loved to be dominated by a tiny and very cute (yet deadly) woman. As my personal business grows, by the spread of word, my own power shines bright. And as I'm sitting at home, waiting out this tragic pandemic, I begin to think about all my submissive men waiting for the text message that states “my schedule for sessions this week is open”. I enjoy scrolling through their required sent snaps and videos, but it's not enough to satisfy my hunger for luxurious live fun. I enjoyed traveling to the Hamptons and gazing in awe at the mansions and estates by the water. I never longed to live in one, but I was always fascinated by the kinds of creative builds architects conjured in their minds. With every home I visited, I could not help but think, “I love that portion of the house. Maybe I should include it into my own future tiny home?” And with every session I scheduled, one of the rules I demand to never be broken (after the aftercare, of course) was: first sessions, it is required give Madame Rogue a tour of your home. A rule that had never been broken; each one of my rich pets eagerly shows me around their home in hopes that I may return. I could go on about the homes I visited but that is for another day. My last session had been recurring in my mind lately. It was with a 48 year old man living quietly in the outskirts of a community village. His wife understood the terms of the contract and had never broken her portion of the rules. She may join but with advanced notice. Instead, she had left for the night for her own swinger fun (escorted by her lovely date) while the were enjoying their night at a sleepover not far from their home. This was a perfect opportunity for my sub to get his own playtime in and become his true self. I tossed my equipment into my blue and grey striped bag and took a moment to say goodbye to my family before heading out for the night. My 2005 black Subaru legacy had many miles on him. So many miles that when I took him to the mechanic for the 3rd time in 2 weeks, their jaws would drop. “348,845 thousand miles?! How?!” Is their regular response. I named my tough boy, Butch, for getting into many car accidents and coming out with only miner dents and scratches, for having its original stock suspension rusted deep into his metal innards and still driving strong, and for how long the he survived despite his mileage and his rusted parts. Basically, Butch was the trusty car that would not die no matter how hard you pushed him. So I got into my squeaky old boy and drove the 40 minutes deep into rich country. My car made it (of course) despite me praying to the Goddess, under my breath, that Butch should live another day for my leisure. I stopped in front of his gated community and was surprised to find a new face, but I still signed my name and jotted down the house number. The security guard took back the clipboard and paused. “Madame Rogue?” He stared at the clipboard in confusion before peering at me with more confusion. I nodded my head sweetly and waited for the man to call the house. “Madame Rogue is at the gate… Ok no problem.” He hung his phone and nodded his head for enter. As I was driving through I muttered “New security guard, I wonder where Marvin is tonight?” I arrived at his home with ease and saw the front door was already opened. As expected, the session has begun. I walked out of the car, bag in hand, and casually inside the house acting tired and weary from my travels. “Darling, I'm home!” I smiled proudly at the image before me. A tall man who is not chubby (but not fit either) wearing nothing but black laced panties, a black shiny leather head mask, and a ball gag stood (in “wait” position), in the foyer of his own home. Now to all my curious pets who are now thinking, “Madame Rogue, what is this “wait” position you speak of?”. Well, the sub stands with his/her arms and hands behind his/her lower back and his/her legs slightly apart and they wait until a command is given. Another rule had been followed and I was more pleased with his obedience as the night went on. He ran to my side and dropped on to the floor before gently removing my shoes and socks. My devious smirk turned to a frown and I landed a heavy smack across his black leather face. “Who told you, you can drool all over my beautiful shoes!” My voice echoed through the mansion halls and the sound of a grunt escaped my subs mouth. I proceeded to slap him again before yanking the ball gag off his face. “Drooling pigs don’t get to wear their pretty toys!” My voice grew low and I grabbed his slightly opened mouth with my fingers. “I am going to put on something nice. Clean .” I tapped his cheeks with a sweet smile my face. “Yes Mistress” His response made my heart flutter and the inspiration hurry get ready. For a moment I watched my sub lick the floor, fours, before I picked my bag and made my way the master bedroom. I've always adored having my sessions in master bedrooms and my sub knew this from our previous sessions so finding was a no brainer. He knocked the door before I called him into the room, half dressed. “Table my Darling.” I acted weary again as he proceeded to get down four with his immediate response “Yes Mistress.” I began place my stockings , using my sub as a stool. “You make a fine table my little pet.” I admired him for a moment, stroking his cheek. “Such a lovely piece of furniture…”, Soon my hand grabbed the top of his head as I jerked his head back and smothered his face with my hands. I peered down at his panties and noticed the bulge growing larger. “You like that don’t you Darling?” “Yes Mistress.” “My pet, how much? Tell Madame Rogue. Beg for more.” I paused and crouched in front of him, cooing him, and allowing him to lean his cheek against my hand. “Please Mistress… I beg you…” “Beg me? To do what?” I continued to stroke his cheek and grazed my nails down his neck. “Kneel.” His position changed from all fours to kneeling on his knees with his hands behind his head. “Smother me my divine Goddess. I need you to smother me… Please Mistress.” He whined out like the little puppy he was. My smile grew wide… And I stood up, staring him down… Ready to pounce on my prey… My hand reached behind his head and pulled the zipper down and I pulled his mask off. He did not flinch nor did he look me in the eyes; my sub knew better. I ran my fingers through his golden brown hair and his eyes closed slowly with pleasure. I felt his breath on my stomach as I moved closer towards him. His face melted into my tummy as I pushed the back of his head harder. My grip tightened and I heard him begin to choke for breaths. I pulled away and took a look at my work so far. He seemed pleased with the session, but not pleased enough. My foot rubbed his throbbing cock through his panties as I smothered his face into my stomach. I kept the wild and devious smile on my face as he groaned in pleasure. “I love it when you moan. You know how to make me so wet.” I smothered his face one last time before commanding him to the wait position so that I may continue to get dressed. Every time I put on my leather outfits, I can not help but to feel so empowering in them! When I roleplay with my subs, I dress up in many outfits depending on the scene. I especially enjoy the days where I get to dress up in my collar and leash, but leather hits second on my favorite things to wear. So when I finally completed my dominatrix look, I felt charged and ready to go. For this session I wore a leather corset with black stockings and a black garter belt. I had black heels and a black leather collar around my neck along with black leather gloves. My sub got aroused by the classy black with a pop of color such as the color of red on my lips. The only color that I felt was needed for his pleasure. The night was still young and we had plenty of play time before the session was over. I decided to take my time and command my sub, “Inspection.”. He placed his hands behind his head and stared straight ahead as I circled him with one of my leather snake whips. I handed him back his face mask as he placed it on. I also handed him his ball gag and he obediently placed it on. “Inspection is done my pet” I placed the tip of the whip against his ass and rubbed it lightly. “Does my pet want to play now?” I giggled out while lightly tapping the whip against his ass. His breath was steady and he nodded slowly. I frowned at his response and slammed my snake whip against his side. He flinched and returned to the inspection position. I slapped him with my whip again, frowning. “No flinching!” I snapped. “Wall!” The position changed as he turned around and placed his hands against the wall next to his king size bed. His hands crossed and against the wall, he was ready for more punishment. I rummaged through my bag and pulled my gloves out, ready to stretch his ass for play. My body moved beside him as I reached inside his panties and grabbed a hold of his hairy balls. I glared at his face. “Crouch now.” He lowered his body so that his face was leveled with mine. My hand grip, on his warm balls, grew tighter as he groaned in pleasure. “Such a good pet…” I mumbled with my own pleasing voice. I took a moment to stare at my work so far. It wasn’t much, but I could tell it was taking effect on him. I pulled his black panties down, halfway, and rubbed his ass with my gloved hand as I stood beside him. His breath quickened when my lubed fingers slipped deep inside his ass and another groan escaped his mouth through the gag. A sweet smile crept on my face again as I slid my fingers in and out. “I just love hearing you moan! You're making Madame Rogue so wet!” I blushed at his groaning sounds and bit my lip seductively. “I just want to… I just!” I was eager and pulled out my choker collar with excitement. “Darling, be a good pet and be humble to Madame Rogue!” As much as I wanted to sit on his large dick and have my own pleasure, I wanted to pleasure him more. My sub obediently got on all fours and lowered himself to the ground with his ass sticking up. He placed his hands in front of him and rested his head on the carpeted floor. I placed a cloth around his neck and then the choker collar before yanking a bit to see if it was working properly. Next I attached a leash to the choker collar and wrapped the leash around the bed frame. The metal links began to choke his neck as I pulled tighter thus increasing my satisfaction more. After, I pulled out his handcuffs (he has a trunk of bdsm toys) and cuffed his hands behind his back. If he were to move a certain way or try to move away, the collar would tighten which made his position more challenging to hold. “I want to hear you scream for more.” I mentioned, seductively, as I pulled the gag off. I grabbed my whip and ran it lightly across his back before landing a full lashing against his pale skin. He groaned loud, flinching with such pleasure. My heart raced and I laughed widely “Yes my pet, sing to me! Can you take 4 lashings!?” I yelled out with enjoyment. I bit my lip and served him his next lashing. This one was worse than the first, causing him to breath hard and fall out of imbalance. The collar tightened and he scrambled back into position before I grew angry for waiting. I laughed louder as I served him his last 2 lashings and watched his cock flinch with every lashing. And after the final lashing my fingers went back up his ass while the other hand rubbed his lashed back. He squirmed, groaning loud and breathing hard. “Beg you little worm!” “Yes Mistress! Anything for you! Please Mistress, give me more! I need more! I’ll do anything for more lashes!” I yanked my fingers out again and slapped his ass with my bare hand, making him squeal. I took the leash off and used my foot to aggressively push him onto his back. His hands still cuffed behind him, my sub was vulnerable to my doing. He looked up at me with fear in his eyes as I moved my black thong away from my dripping wet pussy and dropped down to his face with my ass against his nose. I faced his hard dick and thought about sucking his thick cock until semen oozed out. Instead, I grabbed the whip and trailed it along his stomach and cock. “Suffocate in my wet pussy” I felt his tongue slide around my vagina as I moaned loudly. My hips moved aggressively against his face as I heard him trying to take breaths. As I stood up slightly, to give him air, I whipped his dick hard. “Thank you Mistress!” He groaned out before I sat back down and felt the warmth of his slimy tongue against my asshole. I gasped in pleasure, taking in the moment my sub gave me. “You filthy old pig!” I moaned as I whipped him again. I heard his groans between my legs and we both moaned in pleasure. I whipped him so much, bruises and cuts began to form. Yet, we were still not finished. I pulled myself up hearing him thank me one last time for the lashing. I could tell by the look on his face how badly he wanted to cum. I felt the need to hold on longer until he could hold on no longer. “Crawl” I grabbed his choker collar and practically dragged him on to the bed. As he was positioning himself, I pulled off my thong and tied him down with the bed frame cuffs hidden under the bed. I tossed the whip to the side and pulled out my dildo. I stood on top of the bed, over my sub, and growled low with a devious smirk on my face. “You have been such a good pet tonight. You followed most of the rules…” I started while placing my heel against his dick. He looked down at the heel that was crushing it and then back at me. His face pleading for more, begging for me to never stop. “I want to fuck you like the dirty pig you are for following most of the rules.” He nodded quickly and kept his eyes on his dick. “Good boy.” I leaned down and stroked his cheek lovingly before grabbing my dildo and shoving it into his mouth. He obediently sucked the silicone and soon I moved the dildo towards his ass. A few kisses against his lashes to ease him was enough for him to be ready. I slid the lubed dildo up his ass and he groaned once more. I slowly started to fuck his ass and my hand slid down to my pussy. I pushed my fingers deep inside and stared at my sub while fucking him and myself. He started to say something and then stopped. I kept going and asked in a cute way “Don’t tell me you're cuming soon.” He shook his head yes and I stopped. “No, no my pet. Not now, we're so close.” “Please Goddess! Can I cum!” I shook my head no and took off his mask with giggles escaping my mouth. “Almost you eager mutt” I crawled on top of my sub and grabbed the chain to the choker collar, making him choke a bit. “You cum when I say you can cum. Understand?” My tone of voice quickly changed as he looked deep into my eyes. “Yes Mistress.” “Never ask me if you can cum again! Understand!” “Yes Mistress!” “For pissing me off and for being an ungrateful shit, I'm going to wreck your ass with this fake cock..” I growled with anger and yanked on the chain tighter. His face grew red as I smirked and released. “Thank you Mistress” I pulled out a condom and rolled it on to his quivering penis. My hand rammed the dildo deep into his ass as he squirmed with pleasure. I quickly got on top of his dick and began to work my own magic. With one hand controlling his collar and the other ramming the dildo into his ass, I rode his dick and matched his moans. His toes curled as he squirmed with growing pleasure. “Thank you Mistress!” “I can’t hear you!” I was ready to cum myself as I rode him harder and wilder. “I’m so close, Mistress! Thank you Mistress! Thank you Mistress! Mistress! Thank you! Thank you!” He yelled as the climax drew near. His hips pushed upward as I felt his body help me reach my own climax. “ yes! Yes! YES!!” Finally his legs shook madly and his body convulsed. For a moment things were quiet only the sounds of our breathing. My forehead rested on his sweaty chest as we took a moment to come back to reality. His cock was still throbbing in my pussy and after another moment I managed to take off his restraints and collar. Being ever so gentle and kind, I let him lay there before kissing his forehead lightly and giggling sweetly down at his closed eyes as he said tiredly, “Thank you Mistress…” |
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I look forward to reading your next BDSM post!
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Very Very Nice!!!
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