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trinity By Mistress Trinity
The look on Jeff’s face was priceless, who knew what was going to happen and I could tell that the mere thought of it was terrifying him. Not that I cared of course, he had his safe word and if he really wanted to then he would use it. The thing was that he still had enough of an ego to stop him but that was his problem not mine.

I stood tapping my foot growing impatient as I waited for Jeff to comply with My request and get on all fours. Finally he did as ordered and got on his hands and knees, I walked around him and noticed how tense and rigid he looked. Picking up My lube I stood in front of him, drizzled it over My cock and started to work my hand slowly up and down it.

“Have you ever had anything up your arse slave?” I continued to stroke as I awaited his reply.

“No Mistress, I’m not gay or bi” He looked almost insulted that I even asked such a question.

I was not expecting any other response, he was obviously the type of man that would never have entertained anything in his arse just in case he liked it and would then have to battle with the stupid notion that it made him gay.

Walking behind him I kicked his legs open wide enough to expose his tight puckered hole which winked at Me provocatively. Resting the head of My strap on cock against it I watched amused as it twitched and I wondered how hard Jeff was going to make it on himself.

Calmly I told him to relax as I nudged just the head inside him, watching him stretch wide open to accommodate it. I put both hands on his hips and held him very still for just a minute or so but for him probably felt much longer. Then without warning I pulled him right back and impaled him with every inch as he let out a cry that was music to My ears.

I began to rock him back and forth enjoying the view of My cock going in and out of his fuck hole, gradually getting faster and harder, My arousal increasing with every thrust. I paused to reach underneath and grab his shaft which was just as I thought it would be, throbbing and dripping with pre cum. Oh someone was sure to be battling with the whole gay thing and I was certainly not going to put his mind at rest just yet.

I continued to ram My cock into him as hard as I could, both he and I knew that I was not going to stop until I came. The sweat began to trickle down My cleavage as I pounded him to the point where I was making almost as much noise as he was. For a split second I wondered if I should not be as rough with this being his first time but as usual My own needs and instincts got the better of Me, fucking a slave with My strap on was high on My list of pleasures and there was no point in spoiling it just to go easy on him. So I continued to use him like a piece of meat until I felt Myself getting close then grabbed his hair, pulled his head right back and let My last few thrusts finish Me off.

As I pulled My strap on out of his now very broken in arse I noticed a creamy mess on the floor and wondered what Jeff would be thinking having obviously enjoyed it. Something that I decided to wait till his next session to discuss to give him time to process his feelings on the matter.

Obviously embarrassed he kept his head down as threw a box of tissue at him and instructed him to clean up his mess then get dressed. He then watched in silence as I slipped out of My strap on and dropped it in a bowl.

As usual Jeff made his next appointment before leaving and as he walked out the door I was already planning his next session.

To be continued…Trinity

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