It was Mistress Carmen she wore a red and black leather corset along with 7"platform boots. She walks over to ali and releases him and says "i have pl...ns for you my boy toy." And she clips a leash to ali collar and leads him to the centre of the dungeon. "Kneel before me slave and wait here while i fetch my latest new sissy slut." Mistress Carmen says. I gulped upon hearing these words but somehow it made me feel aroused. My cage door was opened and Mistress Carmen clipped a leash onto me and. It was surprisingly clean upon inspection, only the musky odor was a lot stronger. I exceeded my previous performance, even playing with, and licking his heavy, hairy testicles that shed their fur and stuck in my mouth.I knew by his demeanor - purring like a kitten - that he was nearing orgasm. I felt the eruption pulsate in his shaft before I could taste it. His hand remained firmly on my head to ensure I understood that I was expected to accept the snot-like texture with the bitter taste.When. I am merely trying to be tongue-in-cheek, satirizing the somewhat trite cliches and images that abound here. I’m not trying to piss anyone off, so please, don’t take it personal. I know I wouldn’t. Thanks a bunch. * * * * * I lost in thought at the moment, thinking about the malaise endemic to society in recent weeks. I was also thinking about how cool it would be to have an 11-inch cock. Soft. ‘Boy, bet that would hurt though. It would probably bruise a cervix or two,’ I reasoned. In an. What I did see, when she finally came into the room, made my jaw drop. Sally stopped and slid her left hand up the wall as she leaned against it seductively, still singing the final strains of Happy Birthday through her red glossed lips. My gaze started at her high heels, up her white stockinged legs, to the white satin panties framed by white suspenders. A long string of pearls fell between her bare breasts and circled her navel, and she wore a platinum blonde bobbed wig. A feeling of pure.