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“You want to fuck me? Is that what you want?” I’m completely on top of him now, one leg on either side of his body, my pussy sitting right on top of his cock, my tits pressing down on his chest, my face mere inches from his.
“Yes mistress,” he replies, allowing a little bit of excitement into his voice.
“Do you think you’re ready to fuck me? Do you think you’ve earned it?”
“Yes mistress,” Mark says.
I slap him in the face. He grunts more in surprise than in pain. I laugh.
“You’re not going to fuck me. You’re nowhere close to being worthy of fucking me.” I slap him again. “Besides, you don’t fuck me,” I say, grabbing him around the neck and lifting his head up. “I fuck you.”
I slip the dildo apparatus onto his head. It fits perfectly. The dildo is positioned just below his nose and sticking straight up. I continue climbing up his body until my knees are alongside his head. Then I sit down on the extreme upper portion of his chest, practically on his neck. He grunts as I put all my weight on him.
With my pussy right below his chin and my head directly above his face, I look down at him. “You can probably guess what’s going to happen now,” I say. “All I can tell you is if you do a good enough job, then maybe, maybe, I’ll allow you to cum before I kick you out of here tonight. Understand?”
Mark nods.
I smack his cheek again, just for fun. “That’s a good boy,” I say, climbing up so my pussy is straddling his face, hovering just above the dildo. Then I drop my pussy down onto it.
Squatting over him, I start bouncing up and down on his face, taking the dildo all the way down right from the get-go. The last twenty minutes have turned me on so much that I’m already more than halfway home to another orgasm.
I hammer my body down onto Mark’s face while he grunts beneath me from the force. The dildo is huge; it fills me up, pressing against the sides of my pussy, and against the back walls of my vagina at the bottom of every thrust.
Getting ever closer to cumming, I drop down onto my knees, straddling his face proper, and start slamming down onto him even harder. Gripping his hair with both my hands, I hold his head on the carpet and stare into his eyes while continuing to bounce on his face.
He’s grunting but not complaining in the least, not trying to squirm away, not doing anything that could jeopardize my orgasm. Because he’s being such a good boy I decide to give him the release he’s so long sought.
I slow down for a moment, releasing my hold on his hair and lifting my legs up just enough for me to spin on the dildo so I’m facing his lower half. His cock is as hard as ever, sticking straight up without any help.
Leaning over, I grab ahold of his cock and start to jerk him off while once again bouncing up and down on the dildo attached to his face. His legs are squirming and his entire body is shaking; I can tell he’s going to cum any second now. I’m almost there too, but not as close as he is.
“Don’t you dare cum before I do,” I say to him, jerking him off even faster, making it more difficult for him to follow my directions.
He makes a deep groaning sound beneath me. The sounds of his distress bring me that much closer to cumming. Just a few more seconds now.
But I’m not sure if he can hold out. His entire body is tense, like he’s flexing every muscle at the same time to keep from cumming.
“Just a five more seconds,” I say, riding his face even harder as my breath rate increases. Between groans I count them down. “Five. Four. Three. Two. One.”
I tense up for a moment then let out a little shriek as my body releases, my pussy squirting juices all over his face while he makes a guttural, animalistic sound beneath me. His legs quiver as his cock releases it’s bounty, shooting white sperm high up into the air. It splashes down on his chest and the floor around him, some of it getting on my arm. His cock spasms at least five times, sending ever decreasing amounts of his cum into the air every time, until finally it runs dry.
But still I continue jerking him off, fly hand flying up and down his cock while his body shimmies and shakes from the discomfort. Eventually he’s able to twist out of my grip, pulling the dildo from my pussy at the same time. Laughing, no longer playing the role of the dom, I roll off him and take a seat on the floor as he slips the dildo mask off his head.
“Well, what do you think?” I ask, looking at his red, sweaty face. His chest is heaving and his body is still shaking a little bit.
“I think you’re fucking awesome,” Mark says, looking over at me.
“It wasn’t too much?” I ask.
“Hell no,” he says, smiling profusely. “It was perfect.”
“I’m so glad to hear that,” I say. “I was starting to feel sorry for you there for a little while.”
; “No need to,” he says. “I knew what I was getting into.”
“So you’ll let me do it to you again one of these days?”
