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erin-dom-text-chatKinky Domme bitch fucks tight tranny arse…

I glanced over my ‘appointments’ for the day and smiled sadistically at my 12 O’clock….hmmm it seems I had fresh meat arriving in the next half an hour.

I dressed in my hot, red PVC get up, complete with six inch red stiletto heels, sans underwear of course, and waited in my playroom. I was sat, crossed legged, my bare pussy lips squeezed together and exposed when the knock at the door came.

‘Enter’ I called. My new submissive, entered the room and I sighed. My first disappointment of the day was that he was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. A man’s jeans and a t-shirt. Now that just won’t do.

I stood to my full height, my long red hair flowing down my back and my nipples hardening against the PVC as I felt my dominance coming out to play.

‘Strip’ was my first order of the day, I didn’t have the time or the need for pleasantries. He looked unsure. ‘You are here to serve me no!?’ I shouted crossly. ‘Yes Mistress’ he replied hurriedly. ‘You want to be my bitch?’ I sneered and again he replied ‘Yes Mistress’.

‘Well then, if I’m going to fuck you like you’re my bitch, then I want you dressed like one. Now fucking strip!’

He slowly and efficiently stripped naked. I pulled a few items from my drawers, and passed them to him. He looked at the girly garments with a mixed look of horror and excitement.

His fat cock twitched as he pulled a suspender belt and tight, short, black mini skirt up his thighs. Mmmmm he slowly, delicately rolled on the black, sheer stockings and stepped into black, patent heels.

Finally he clipped himself expertly into the padded bra and slipped the sheer pink blouse over his head.

‘Hmmmm Very nice, but not quite finished.’ I sat him at the table at the side of the room and carefully applied his make up. His long lashes emasculating his face. ‘I think…’ I pondered as I reached into the drawer once more ‘I want to fuck a blonde today.’

I handed him the long, blonde wig and stood back to admire my work. ‘Mmmmm Miss, you are one sexy little bitch’. I spanked his arse as I stood him before my full length mirror and caught the hint of a smile.

Now the fun and games were over, it was down to business. ‘On your knees bitch.’. He knelt in front of the mirror and I stood over him, my pussy practically dripping in his face. ‘Eat my cunt’ I said firmly.

He leaned forward, the long locks brushing against my inner thighs. He opened his pretty, painted mouth and lapped at my soaking wet slit. ‘Harder’ I demanded ‘Mmmmmm yes. Lick me. Lick me like the sexy little bitch you are.’

Mmmmmmm I grabbed his face, grinding my pussy harder and faster against his face. ‘I’m going to cum bitch, suck me. Suck me!’. He sucked my clit hard and I erupted, cumming violently in his pretty, slutty mouth.

I pushed his face away from me and smiled at the picture he made. ‘Mmmmmm my hot little bitch has smeared lipstick and a face covered in my cum. That sight makes Mistress want to fuck you so good’

He was silent. ‘Do you want me to fuck you?’ I asked ‘Make you my bitch, make you feel like a woman?’. No answer, hmmmm. I strutted across the room, collected my eight inch strap on cock.

I made sure he watched as I stepped into the harness. Mmmmmm I moaned as it rested between my puffy, wet cunt lips. My thick, hard cock sitting proudly between us.

I was done playing nice, this bitch was getting fucked, whether he liked it or not. I yanked his face to my cock. ‘Suck it’ I ordered ‘Suck it good, trust me when I say you do not want to disappoint me bitch.’

He opened his mouth just enough for me to ram my cock straight to the back of his throat. He squirmed and gagged, but I didn’t stop. I fucked his pretty, painted face until he drooled all over my cock and his jaw ached.

I sensed he was going to fight me. Mmmmmmm I loved those ones, they beg me to stop, but really they love it, love having their arse owned by a hot, sexy domme bitch like me.

‘On your feet and over the table’ I instructed. I tied his wrists together in front of him and positioned myself behind him.

He was squirming around already, half demented with the fear of what was to come. I spanked his arse twice with my open palm. ‘Don’t fucking move.’ I told him ‘I’m taking this arse. I’m going to make it mine. I’ll own you bitch.’

I sucked my fingers into my mouth, mmmmmmm lubing them before pressing them against his tight, clenching arse hole. He groaned loudly as I steadily pushed them inside.

Ohhhhh I fucked him with them, fingering his arse as deeply as I could, scissoring them. I teased and fucked him with my fingers, until his arse was open for me, mmmmmmm practically begging for my cock to fill it.

Mmmmmm I held the tip of my cock against his hole. He bucked trying to get away, all he did was fuck himself backwards onto my waiting cock. He screeched and I laughed, pushing further inside him as I did.

He whimpered as I filled him completely, stretched him painfully. ‘Shhhhh’ I soothed ‘How does it feel bitch? To have your arse full of my cock?’ He whimpered again and I chuckled before slowly sliding almost entirely out of his hole and ramming my full length back inside.

He screamed, struggled, begged and cried. I fucked him. I fucked his arse like it needed to be fucked. Hard. Rough. I treated him like the bitch he is.

Mmmmmmm I reached a hand around to his rock hard, straining cock. I wrapped my hand around it firmly, wanking him hard and fast as I fucked his arse faster, harder and deeper than he’d ever been fucked before in his life.

‘Cum for me, my little bitch’ I ordered. I yanked that short, fat cock, owned his arse and ohhhhhh he came so fucking hard for me.

Harder than he’d probably ever came in his life. Dressed like a sexy bitch, having his arse fucked by an even sexier Mistress. He cried out, his fingers clawing at the table as his hot thick cum continued to pump out to the floor below.

I left him there to regain his senses. Afterwards I untied his wrists and began folding the outfit he had arrived in and putting them away. His mouth opened as if to speak. I raised my hand to silence him.

‘You’re my bitch now. I own that tight, sexy little arse. You will leave here dressed like my bitch and you will arrive like that next time. Understood?’ I asked.
‘Yes Mistress’ he replied, his eyes to the floor.
‘Good, then I’ll see you next week….. bitch.’

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