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   Mistress Julie's Fuck Face

  "You're late," she said as I got off the elevator into the apartment. "I

  expected you over an hour ago...!"

  "Well, er, I..."

 "Well nothing!" her temper was heating up. "Get your fucking clothes off and

  get on your knees!"

  I knew better than to question her, so I quickly complied.

  With her stern eyes piercing me from across the room, I began to remove my

  clothes. As I was doing that, I noticed for the first time that Mistress Julie

  was looking fierce in tight leather jeans, her favorite motorcycle boots, the

  belt I had made for her a few weeks earlier, a leather vest over bare skin and

  the latest addition to her collection - leather lace up gauntlets on each arm.

  I guess she noticed me staring at her because she began to move slowly across

  the room toward me. I was paralyzed - like a deer in headlights - right in the

  middle of taking off my socks. She came up right next to me, lifted my chin

  and stared deeply into my eyes.

  SLAP! She really whacked me one across the face.

  "What the FUCK are you looking at, slave? I said get your clothes off NOW.

  Keep your underwear on. I can see that I am going to have to show you the true

  meaning of following my instructions.

  Now, bring me the paddle."

  I quickly kicked off my remaining sock and ran downstairs to fetch the paddle.

  When I returned, Mistress made me lie over the back of the armchair. Of

  course, I already had a mammoth erection and a tremendous desire to come - so

  the pressure of the back of the chair pushing my cock into my belly was

  extremely frustrating. She continued:

  "How many strokes would you like, slave?"

  "As many as would please you, Mistress."

  "What if it would please me to make your wimpy slave ass totally black and

  blue?"

  "Well..."

  CRACK! She brought the paddle down hard on my right cheek. Even though my

  underwear was still on, there was still quite a sting.

    "You don't seem to understand, Slave" CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! "You are

  MINE. I can do with you what I will - and you need to accept that - without

  hesitation and without question. DO [CRACK!]

  YOU [CRACK!] UNDERSTAND [CRACK!] ME [CRACK! CRACK!] ?!

  My ass was now on fire. I wanted to put my hand back to block the blows, but I

  knew that would only result in more severe punishment.

  "YES MISTRESS!" I cried out after that last smack.

  "Good. Now, I ask you again. What If I really wanted to blister the hell out

  of your fucking wimpy assed slave ass?"

  "Then you will do so and I will thank you for it, Mistress"

  "Much better, " she purred. "Now you will get 10 strokes on each cheek. You

  will count each one. If you cry out or miss a count, I will add 5 more

  strokes. Are you ready?"

  And with that she proceeded to paddle my now red-hot ass. I was able to hold

  back my cries, but I did miss several counts. I ended up with a total of 20

  strokes on each cheek. OUCH! I think Mistress was a little tired after all

  those swats and she told me to stay put while she went to the middle of the

  room to do a few yoga stretches. I took a few looks at her and noticed that

  she has the nipple clips and the penis whip hanging from her belt. The evening

  was far from over.

  Mistress finished her exercises and walked back over behind me. She quickly

  fastened a collar and leash around my neck and yanked my underwear off. She

  pulled me onto my knees and led me to the middle of the room. She ordered me

  to straighten up but to stay on my knees with my hands behind my back. My butt

  was extremely sore, but that did not stop my massive hard-on. She began to

  play with my nipples.

   I began to moan.

  "Oh, my little slave likes to have his nipples played with..."

  "Yes Mistress, play with my nipples. Twist them, pinch them..."

  She rubbed them gently. She took the smallest part of the very tip of my right

  nipple between her fingernails and began to pinch. I winced in pain and began

  to wriggle around. She increased the pressure, and just as I was about to cry

  out, she let go.

  "I'll deal with your nipples later - and you can be sure it will be VERY

  harsh. In the mean time, I will reward you for taking your beating so well by

  allowing you to jack off. You will do so onto my boots, you WILL NOT come

  before I give you permission to, and after you come you will like up every

  last drop of your semen. Is that clear?"

  It was. Mistress made me stroke myself for about 15 minutes. Every time she

  sensed I was close to coming, she reminded me that I was not to come yet but

  would not allow me to slow my strokes. She told me that if I came without her

  permission that she would tie me down and whip me so hard that I would not be

  able to sit for a week. She even lifted her boot and prodded my cock a few

  times just to bring me closer to the edge. Finally she took mercy on me and

  let me come. I exploded onto her black boots. Before I could catch my breath,

  she pulled down on my leash and pressed my face into her boots. I licked up

  every drop, as usual.

  I was still down on the floor licking up my cum when she ordered me to lie on

  my back. She undid her pants and, without pulling them down, put her hand

  inside and began to stroke herself. I was just lying there on the floor,

  looking up at Mistress Julie as she gave herself pleasure. WOW! After about 5

  minutes, she removed her glistening fingers from her crotch and wiped them all

  over my nose and mouth, making sure I sucked all her juices off her fingers.

  She put her boot on my chest.

  "Do you want to eat me, slave? Do you want to put your tongue deep in my

  pussy? Would you like that?"

  "Yes, Mistress, I want to give you pleasure..."

  "We'll see about that. What would you do for the pleasure..."

  "Anything you ask, Mistress"

  At this point, she got a very devious look in her eyes. She ordered me to my

  feet and led me to the part of the room under the beams where we have some

  discreet hooks in the ceiling. She shackled my wrists together and hooked them

  to the chain from the ceiling so that I was standing on my tip-toes.

  She attached a spreader bar to my ankles. I was basically spread eagle

  standing up! She told me she was tired of my constant hard on, so she attached

  a penis sheath very tightly around my cock and balls.

  She stood back to admire her handy work. I guess all was not exactly right,

  because she left the room for a few minutes and returned with a parachute. She

  quickly attached it to my balls and added some weights. I moaned and winced

  and began to thrash around, which was a mistake because the motion on the

  weights really increased the discomfort on my balls.

  "Comfy?" She mocked. "I'll be back in a minute"

  As she was leaving the room she pulled the nipple clamps from her belt and

  attached a cruel one to each nipple. She tugged on the chain which made me

  moan and thrash.

  "You are such a baby about your nipples! Here, maybe this will help you build

  up tolerance" And she attached a weight to the middle of the chain and let it

  drop. The sensation in my nipples was unspeakable. I was gasping and shaking.

  Now if I moved it would hurt my balls and my nipples. I just sort of hung

  there, full of intense sensation, and moaned. Before she left the room for

  good, she told me to shut the fuck up and quit whining - pulled down her

  leather pants, took off her panties, and shoved them in my mouth.

  It seemed like an eternity before she came back. I was actually tripping out

  when I felt the first stroke of her cat-o-nine-tails on my thighs. It really

  took me by surprise. It also made me move, thus reminding me of the pain in my

  balls and nipples. She proceeded to mark me with her cat - not saying a word -

  but looking me in the eyes as if to say "you are all mine".

  She put the whip down. She walked over and grabbed my sheathed penis and began

  to rub the exposed head - lubricating it with the pre-come that had oozed out

  over the last 30 minutes. The rubbing felt so good and I began to moan thru

  her panties. She began to rub and run her fingers over my entire body -

  freshly sensitive from the whip. She picked up the chain of the nipple clips.

  Standing about 18 inches from my body, she began to pull the chain so my

  nipples were stretched straight out. She kept pulling. The pain was intense.

  She pulled harder - and I knew then that she meant to pull them off like that.

  She pulled harder and they began to slip. Finally, with a snap, the right clip

  flew off. I screamed. She yanked the left on off and I screamed again. She

  came up and rubbed my nipples. If my cock was not wrapped in leather, I would

  have come right then!

  I must have been crying, because I could feel tears on my face. Keeping her

  silence, she removed the parachute but left the penis sheath on. She took me

  down from the hooks and laid me on the floor - once again tying me spread

  eagle. She stood between my legs and began to disrobe - starting with her

  vest. I can not tell you how beautiful it was to look up and see her, topless

  in her leather jeans and boots. My entire body was on fire and my cock was

  still wrapped in leather. All I wanted to do was fuck her.

  She took off her

  boots and then her jeans. Her panties were still in my mouth. Standing naked

  above me, she began to finger herself again. She was really wet and she made

  many a pause to wipe her fingers on my lips and nose. She removed her panties

  from my mouth, and, facing my feet, she squatted over my face - her pussy just

  inches from my lips. She began to rub the head of my cock again while I

  pondered her vagina. She finally lowered herself enough for me to lick her -

  and lick her I did. I was in heaven. She grabbed both of my nipples and began

  to twist and pinch the tender flesh. I licked faster - concentrating on her

  clit. She was moaning and twisting her hips around. Goddess removed my cock

  sheath and my penis immediately sprang to life. She got up from my mouth (but

  kept a firm hold on my nipples) and began to rub herself up and down on my

  cock. I was moaning. She was moaning. She began to fuck me, putting her weight

  forward while pushing her crotch back to get maximum stimulation. She paced

  herself, alternating between my mouth and cock for a long time. Finally, she

  impaled herself on my rock hard dick for the last time, clamped her legs to my

  middle and screamed as wave after wave of orgasm flooded her over and over

  again. She was screaming (as usual) and riding me like there was no tomorrow.

  About halfway through her climax, I too began to come - my low screams

  mingling with hers in the room. She collapsed on top of me in a pool of sweat,

  sex, saliva and semen.

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