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leatherbraI inhaled deeply, the smell of leather in the air made my pussy twitch. I strutted through my playroom, mmmmm every step causing the skin tight leather of my crotchless trousers to rub against my sensitive skin.

I wore the trousers, a bra, a half mask and 5 inch heels, all leather. My sub was bound by his wrists in the centre of the room by leather cuffs attached to the ceiling. He wore tight, leather shorts, his cock already bulging beneath them at the sight of my statuesque, leather clad body.

I kissed him deeply, pushing my naked tits hard against his bare chest. As soon as he relaxed into the kiss, I stopped and backhanded him across the face. He groaned and I smiled, kissing him quickly once more.

I strolled over to my wall of leather goodies. Crops, whips, paddles, cuffs, blindfolds, ties, straps, all leather, all hanging in neat little rows. I picked up my favourite crop and got back to my sub.

I brushed the leather tip up and down his back, then struck it twice. I stroked over the red marks with the palm of my hand, then struck him twice more. I repeated the pattern again and again, occasionally striking the back of his thighs and his arse cheeks, hard.

I moved around to his front, repeating the cycle, stroking the tip of the crop against his nipples and the bulge of his cock between strikes. He moaned with pleasure on every strike, every stroke, thoroughly emerged in the erotic sensations engulfing his body.

When I’d finished and my mark was all over his body. I brought the leather tip of my crop to his lips, gently brushing them. ‘Kiss it’ I said. He kissed the crop and I carefully placed it on the floor as I went to my knees. I pressed my face into his crotch, inhaling deeply. Mmmmmm the smell of leather and hot man, there really is nothing better.

Juices trickled from my naked pussy, coating the tight leather covering my thighs. I stood once again, reaching up to release my sub from his restraints. I lay back on the leather spanking bench behind me and spread my legs to him. He moaned again at the sight of my glistening, smooth pussy.

‘Crawl to me’ I instructed and he instantly went to his hands and knees ‘Crawl to me and lick me. Lick my pussy juice from my leather clad thighs and eat my hot, wet cunt. Make your Mistress cum.’

I placed my hands behind my head watching every move of his muscles as he crawled across the cold, hard floor to rest between my legs. He placed a hand behind each knee, bent his head and slowly licked the leather length of first one thigh, then the other. Then he got to the real task of eating me out.

Mmmmmmm He licked, sucked and nibbled over every inch of my tight, wet pussy, before sinking his tongue inside me. I grabbed two handfuls of his thick hair, using it as leverage to guide him, force him. ‘Mmmmm ohhhhhhhh fuck yes that’s good’ I fucked myself against his tongue again and again. ‘Ohhhhh ohhhhh yes lick me, lick me! I’m gonna fucking cum, all over your face!’. My back arched, my pussy clenched and mmmmmmmm I came soooo hard.

I gentled my hold on his head and relaxed while he continued to lap at my sensitive pussy, gently cleaning every drop of my cream. I stroked a hand through his hair and tapped his shoulder to signal he was done. He sat back on his heels and looked up at me with hope and sheer want in his eyes.

I smiled back at him, feeling utterly sated and pleased with his efforts. ‘Stand’ I instructed. He stood, towering over me as I remained in my laid back position on the bench. ‘You may cum’ I granted ‘Pull the shorts down to your knees, stroke your cock fast and hard and give me your cum. I want it dripping from every part of my pussy, understand?’

‘Yes Mistress’ he replied excitedly, already lowering the shorts. His cock was raging hard, oozing precum, I could literally see the veins throbbing. He gripped himself hard, giving his shaft, long, tight strokes, occasionally twisting over and around the sensitive head. Mmmmmmmmmm I love watching a man wank for me.

He thrust his hips into his strokes, steadily fucking himself harder and harder. ‘Faster’ I commanded ‘I want your fucking cum sub, now!’
As if it was the command he had been waiting for hot, thick cum spurted from his perfectly aimed cock. Wad after wad splashing and coating my hot, wet pussy. His teeth gritted, his body clenched through his intense orgasm.

I watched his release with great pleasure, allowed him to catch his breath for a moment before saying ‘Mmmm good boy, now back on your knees and clean up your mess….’

Mmmmmmm Mistress does love leather, she also loves phone sex

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