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It’s been a long week already but you’ve had your email to distract you. Normally you hate the airport, the waiting, the delays and all the people. This time it just gives you time to build up tension. Her emails, texts and photos have kept you on edge the entire time and you can’t wait to see what awaits you on the other end of your flight. She reads you like a book but your Mistress is so mysterious to you. That always works to her advantage. This time she says she has a surprise for you, given what she knows about you… You can only imagine what it could be. Oh well, time to board and shut down.
You’re on your toes the entire flight, you can’t manage to get a lick of work done. Ugh. Hopefully you’ll have your wits about you later.
You land and you get one text that says simply “Surprise is at the hotel. Meet at the usual spot.” A shiver runs down your spine and your cheeks burn. Holy shit, what did she send to the hotel? Fuck. Your mind is racing and the obnoxious hum of the Uber driver’s too loud-not your taste music fades away into the background. You are too fixated on what awaits you at the hotel and then later, in her clutches.
The lobby seems entirely too bright when you walk in and you float over to the check in desk. “Hi, um..” you stammer. “I’d like to check in. I believe you have something for me too..?” The woman behind the desk smiles brightly and acknowledges you, taps her keyboard then hands you two key cards and a shipped box. “Can I help you with anything else?” she queries but you are completely lost to the world.
Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. She sent it. She actually sent it. You feel your excitement starting to build. You suddenly snap back to reality and the check in desk girl is staring at you. “Uh, sorry.” You blurt out. “Long flight.” She shrugs and repeats her question. You decline, thank her and excuse yourself quickly. Being careful to hold your personal items in such a way to not disclose your excitement to any casual passers by.
Up in your hotel room you are brimming with anticipation, staring at your box. Yet you don’t dare open it without permission from your Mistress. You fired off a text as soon as you were in the elevator but it feels like every second is taking an eternity. Finally, a reply. “Yes, open it. You’ll know what I want you to do with it.” The text is almost too much for you but you steady yourself and tear into the box.
Of course. Packed neatly inside the discreet box is your very own chastity device. You gulp, you were on edge before you got on the plane and now you know you’ll be in for more torment. You get so compliant and obedient when you’re locked. She knows just how to push your buttons, you can’t help but comply. The device is snug but it fits just right, you can’t help but obey and put it on. With a click, it locks securely. For a moment, you feel panic and decide to back out. Unfortunately, there’s no key in the box. Fuck. Your phone lights up… It’s a text. “Freaking out yet? You’ll have to earn that key back… This is going to be a fun trip!”
You feel yourself strain against the cage. Oh. Fuck…
Hello, my prey… I bet you’re wondering how I invaded your slumber, but there’s no need to worry about that. Don’t pay that any mind. All you need to do is keep on fantasizing. All you have to do is watch my pendulum. I saw right into your dreams. The dreams in which you’re inferior.
They’re right, you know – your dick is small and you’re not worthy.
You’ll cum before you wake because little pathetic fucks like you always do that. That amuses me greatly and I love abusing that, that’s where I get my power. You probably even came before I got here – that’s what attracted me. You need women like me. Know that your place is beneath the foot of a powerful woman. Your little dick makes you inferior. You’re not even worth my time.
When you jerk off, it shows me that you are less of a man. I hunger to suck your soul. Succubi lure you in with the thought of something more and then snatch your soul. We make you believe there is a chance of something greater. We steal your soul and make it so that every time you get an erection, you think of us.
Your dick is tiny and you are worth nothing.
Your tiny dick makes you inferior to women but that’s OK because all you do is jerk, jerk, jerk. You are going to please me from now on, in any way you can.
Give your soul to me.
Mmmm… What a good boy you’ve been! You did such a god job learning to worship my ass all day, I’m going to let you cum for me now, but on my terms. That means your face is going to be buried in my glorious ass. You like the sound of that, slave? Good. You don’t have a choice. Now get your face in there. I’ll let you breathe when I’m satisfied. Until you get close, I’m just going to ride your face.
I like feeling you gasp with delight against my pussy, that’s real power. Your cock is mine. It feels good to be my sex toy, doesn’t it? Stroke your cock for me, faster and faster. Good boy. Edge closer and closer. It feels so good to be deprived of air by my beautiful ass, doesn’t it? Good slave.
HEY! There’s been too much back talk and too much… Staring around these parts. If you’re going to stare I’m going to show you how to do it right. You understand me? I’m going to press this beautiful ass right up against your face and make you learn to appreciate it or gasp for trying. I’m sick of you thinking you can just stare without there being repercussions. This is not how this world works, you play by my rules and you’re going to love my ass MY way.
Press your face in nice and tight, you better take a deep breath first because this is going to be ruthless and I’m going to enjoy making you into my little faceseat ass slut as your punishment for staring.
Hi hubby! Don’t I look hot tonight? Look how slutty I look tonight! I’m going out on a date, but not with you. Sit down and look at how smoking hot I am and listen to me talk at length about the man I’m going out with and all the things I like about him that you’ll never be able to provide. I’ll show you what he gets to play with that you never will. Maybe if you buy me some shoes or a new Vuitton bag you’ll get a peek at what he gets!
Ooooh! Hi fresh meat! Did I just catch you trying to sneak a peek up my skirt? That’s funny. Rude little boys like you are always trying to look without asking, maybe if you asked first I’d give you a nice long look. Instead how about you sit right there and stare at me while I tease you? Maybe I’ll give you a little flash but you’ll just have to wait and find out.
I’ve got a big ring on my finger, your credit cards and your balls in my purse. Funny, all those women online call themselves findoms but they’ve got nothing on wifey. You work your ass off to cover my demands, I spend your money as I please and you can’t say shit about it lest I cut off the glimmer of hope you have to even smell my pussy. You know I’m laughing at you behind your back every time I say “I have a headache”. We both know I love sex, just not with you. It’s way more fun to manipulate you into begging me for it and then cuckolding you without your knowledge. That’s right, I’m fucking him. There isn’t shit you can do about it either. So suck it up, hubby. Beg me, grovel and buy me a new pair of shoes.