Mistress Pleasuredome arrived home from a busy day stressed and tired. She was irritable and the heat had really taken its toll on her today. Not to mention a day full of pathetic "so called slaves" turning up at her door. All of them promising to submit but none of them ever actually delivering the goods.

First there was slave clem what a pathetic creature he was, he stank from the minute he walked through her premises. Grovelling pathetically and snivelling each time Mistress Pleasuredome chastised him. The only time he showed a twinkling of character was when Mistress stuffed a huge butt plug up his ass. She knew from experience he had so many things stuffed up his ass before it was starting to look like a gaping fanny and she was in no mood to be fucking him with a strap on today.

Then there was an old TV maid from Rotherwell who had shown up after bombarding her with phone calls saying he wanted to suck "the masters" cock like a good little maid should anyone happen to be there. Just so happened that Mistress Pleasuredome invited her friend around for a coffee because he was such a revolting creature. Last time he had turned up he had asked "would you like me to get my cock out and wank for you Mistress". "Why on earth would I want you to get your maggot out and wank it in front of me" Mistress Pleasuredome had replied. So when he arrived the second time instead of letting him suck her friend "the masters" cock she decided to tie the old TV maid to the A frame and make him watch in total frustration and proceeded to milk her young friends cock in front of him, smiling sweetly and knowing that it was more far more humiliating for him to have to watch and not be able to do anything at all.

And finally to finish off the day there was a pile of phone messages and texts to wade through. One of them was from a TV saying " Dear Mistress, I am a very submissive transvestite wanting severe domination/humiliation, and if possible for you to castrate me, thank you". What planet were these people on these thought to herself. "Go to the doctors and then contact me" she texted back curtly. Then actually thinking to herself how much she really would like to castrate a few of these so called men.

The only slave she could always rely on to be completely submissive especially when it came to her pleasure was slave h. Especially when she was irritable and tired having the unique ability to calm her down. She seemed to spend all her time beating slaves into a pulp making them submit. Slave h wouldn't need beating to a pulp into submission he would willingly do as he was told. After all isn't that what a slave was supposed to do

So there he was waiting for her on her return home. She removed her shoes and told him to fetch her a cup of tea. She sat down on the sofa and put her feet up on the coffee table making herself comfortable, her feet aching from wearing such high heels all day.

Slave h came in and placed the tea at her side. "now on floor" she motioned to him. He didn't need really telling what to do, she was just going through the motions. He kneeled down and started to kiss her feet gently stroking her legs. As she stretched back on the sofa all thoughts of the day started to drift away and her hips started to arch upwards as he kissed her stockinged legs. "now take me stockings off" she said as she started to stand up. "and my knickers"

Knickers and stockings now folded in a neat pile in the corner of the table, she motioned him to lay on the floor face up. She stood over him look down at his eager face. He could just about see up her long flowing skirt a glimpse of her bare moist pussy. He was completely motionless, eyes firmly looking in her gaze, and then she gently lowered herself onto his waiting face. "now lick me" she said. She was already wet, but he knew that they had this unique mistress slave relationship where they both knew what the other one wanted and he had been trained well. She rhythmically moved her wet pussy back and forth over his face and nose feeling the pleasure as his golden silk like tongue darted in and out causing her to orgasm again and again.

Lifting herself off and on his face every so often to make sure he could breath, then lowering herself back down again. As he lay on the floor covered in her orgasm it actually felt like he was making love to her pussy with his face but then surely that couldn't be possible he was her slave after all. He had never known a woman who could orgasm so much. It almost felt like the floodgates had opened one point but Mistress just knew how much she had cum and lifted herself off his face chuckling to herself saying "mmmmm is that nice slave" and of course his reply was "yes mistress" as he lapped up more of her juices with his long tongue.

"Oh my god" she moaned as she came for what seemed like a thousand times. She glanced at her watch and realised she had been sitting there for over an hour. She looked down at his still motionless body and could see that he had been pre cumming while she was on his face. "mmmmmm", she said "I feel much better now slave h" I guess I shall have to give you your reward for good behaviour later"

Mistress Pleasuredome

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