She spotted him across the crowded bar and crooked one finger. No smile, just that hard stare that said she already knew what he was. He walked over like a dog on a leash he hadn't even felt yet.
"Name," she said.
"Mark."
"Wrong. It's whatever I call you tonight. Sit."
He sat. She leaned in close, her breath hot on his ear. "You're going to follow every order I give you. If you hesitate, you leave. If you come without permission, I make you clean it up with your tongue in front of anyone I want. Understand?"
"Yes."
"Yes, Mistress. Say it."
"Yes, Mistress."
She took him back to her apartment without another word. The second the door shut she shoved him against it, hand around his throat. "Strip. Everything. Now."
He peeled his clothes off while she watched, arms crossed. When he was naked and hard she circled him, running one fingernail down his spine. "Look at that cock already leaking. Pathetic. Get on your knees."
He dropped. She stepped out of her boots, then her jeans, leaving only a black thong and bra. She grabbed his hair and yanked his face between her thighs. "Sniff. Don't lick yet. Just breathe me in."
He obeyed, inhaling the warm, musky scent through the thin fabric. She ground against his nose, slow and deliberate. "That's right. Get stupid on it. You're mine tonight. Say thank you."
"Thank you, Mistress."
She pulled the thong aside and shoved his mouth onto her pussy. "Eat. Slow circles on my clit. Two fingers inside, curl them. Don't you dare stop until I tell you."
He licked and fingered her exactly as ordered.
She rode his face, hips rolling, thighs clamping his head. When she came she growled and flooded his tongue, thighs shaking. "Swallow it all. Good boy."
She dragged him to the bedroom by the hair. A thick black strap-on waited on the nightstand. She stepped into the harness, cinched it tight, and coated the silicone cock with lube. "Hands and knees. Ass up."
He got into position. She slapped his cheeks hard, then spread them. One lubed finger pushed into his hole, then two, scissoring him open. "Relax. You're going to take every inch and thank me for it."
The blunt head pressed against him. She pushed in steady, not stopping when he groaned. "Breathe. Take it. That's it, stretch for Mistress." Once she was buried to the hilt she started fucking him in long, deep strokes. Her hips slapped his ass with every thrust.
"Reach back and spread yourself wider. Let me see that hole swallowing my cock." He did it. She laughed, low and mean. "Look at you, just a hole for me to use. Say it."
"I'm a hole for you to use, Mistress."
She picked up speed, pounding him until the bed creaked. One hand reached under to stroke his dripping cock in time with her thrusts. "Don't come. If you come I stop and you sleep with the plug in all night."
He whimpered but held on. She fucked him harder, grunting with effort. "Beg for it. Beg to come with my cock in your ass."
"Please, Mistress, let me come. Please."
She slammed in deep and held still, squeezing his balls with one hand. "Come. Now."
He shot hard across the sheets, body jerking. She kept the strap buried while he shook, then slowly pulled out. "Clean it."
He turned and licked the lube and his own taste off the silicone. She watched with a satisfied smirk. When it was clean she unbuckled the harness, lay back, and spread her legs again.
"Get me off with your mouth one more time. Then you can sleep at the foot of the bed like the good pet you are."
He crawled between her thighs and went to work again, licking and sucking until she came on his face a second time. She pushed his head away when she was done, breathing hard.
"Stay right there. Don't move until I fall asleep."
He stayed on his knees between her legs, face wet, ass still sore, cock twitching again already. She reached down and patted his head once, almost affectionately.
"Good boy. We're not finished yet."
