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“Yes, mistress,” Jason said again, louder this time.

“I want to hear you say it,” I said, glaring down at him with an annoyed face even though I was thoroughly enjoying myself, and especially Jason’s discomfort. “Tell me I’m the best dick you’ve ever had.”

“You’re the best dick I’ve ever had,” he said between gasps and moans.

“That’s what I like to hear,” I said, smiling sweetly now.

I leaned forward so my body was lying atop Jason’s and my face was right above him, no more than two inches away.

“Tell me you love it,” I said, staring right at him. “Tell me you fucking love it.”

“I love it,” Jason said.

“Say it like you mean it,” I said.

“I love it,” he said with more emotion. “I fucking love it.”

“Yeah?” I said, still pounding his asshole with my cock. “You’re my fucking bitch, aren’t you?”

“Yes, mistress,” Jason said.

“Tell me you’re my fucking bitch,” I said.

“I’m your fucking bitch.”

“Again,” I said. “Tell me you’re my fucking little bitch.”

“I’m your fucking little bitch,” Jason said.

Smiling wickedly, enjoying myself immensely, I bent over a little further and jammed my tongue into Jason’s mouth, roughly exploring around for a few seconds before pulling back.

I loved having all the control, all the power over a man. Telling him what to do, what he was going to do, what he was going to enjoy. It was better than the most addictive drug, as intoxicating as the strongest aphrodisiac. But like all things, it must come to an end, and from the look on Jason’s face and the bulging hardness of his cock, that end was near.

“You want to cum, don’t you?” I asked him.

Jason nodded.

“You want to cum and for this to be over, right?”

“Yes, mistress,” he said.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “It will be soon, I promise. But first I need something from you.”

“Anything, mistress,” Jason said.

“I need you to grab your other leg and pull your knees back a little further,” I said. “Open yourself up more to me so I can fuck you like you deserve to be fucked. Then I’ll help you cum.”

Jason did as he was told, hooking his arm around his other knee and pulling back on both of them so his ass was sticking up in the air.

“That’s a good boy,” I said, lifting myself up higher, towering over Jason now.

It wasn’t quite the piledriver position, but it was close. And from here, I could force my cock deeper into Jason’s asshole than it had been all night.

“It’s time to take the training wheels off,” I said. “It’s time for you to see what it’s really like to get fucked in the ass. That’s what you want, right?”

“Yes, mistr

ess,” Jason said. But he didn’t seem too enthusiastic about it. Which was fine by me. At this point, I could care less how Jason felt.

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