making him my b*tch (an inspired story)

It was midnight on a Friday night. I was in town for the week. He knew this. I had already settled in bed for the night, my head heavy from the flight and time change. Outside, the rain was coming down hard. A nice change from the climate I was coming from. Drifting off to sleep, my phone chimed… a text.

Thinking I knew who it was, I smiled, but as I opened the message, I was a bit surprised, pleasantly surprised in fact.

-I’m drunk, horny as hell. wanna take advantage of me?-

I chuckled, yawned, and laid myself back to sleep. The phone chimes once more.

-you not interested? I’ll make it worth your while-

Still tired, I was a bit interested. I answer… “oh?“

-come on! come see me. I need it. I need you.-

I grin as I know where this is going from a previous conversation. I’m quite awake now. But I want to hear it. I want to hear him say it.

-come. come make me your bitch like “he” said you could.-

That was enough for me. I put on my black laced slip, my black stilettos and my black trench coat. I grabbed my umbrella, and my duffle bag full of “toys”. Out the door, in a flash, I hailed a taxi. Within the short drive there, I sent him a text. “wait for me… nude… and stroke it. I want you fully erect when I get there.”

Within minutes I was at his place. I took the elevator to the top floor. I knocked instead of ringing the bell. Within seconds the door was opened and I stepped inside.

There he was before me. Naked and fully erect as I had instructed. He was a vision of masculinity. I will have fun making him my bitch. He was silent, not knowing if he should speak. “Hello bitch.” I say, breaking the silence.

“Hello….” he pauses.

“You may call me Mina.” I assure him with a smile.

“Hello Mina, can I take your coat?”

“You may.” I let my coat drop to the floor. Before him I stood, black lace and stilettos. He gasped as his eyes molested my body. I slapped him hard in the face. He grunted. My fingers dug into either side of his chin and I forced him to look at me, while pulling him down to his knees. “You like what you see, don’t you bitch?”

“Yes …. Mina” he stammers.

“Hang my coat up, bitch and meet me in the living room…. and make it quick.” I push him back and he stumbles. He crawls away and I go into the living room.

Seconds later, I sit down on his couch and he returns. Smartly, he sits at my feet. My eyes return to his cock. It has gone flacid.

“Not so hard anymore are we?” My face is stern and unforgiving.

“No, Mina.” he reaches for his erection and begins stroking it once more.

“You’re pathetic bitch.” I tell him. “Look at you, having to play with yourself. Lick my shoes. Get them clean. Don’t worry dear, I cleaned them off just for you. And don’t stop stroking bitch.”

He leans forward, on his knees, one hand stroking his growing erection, the other supporting his weight. I present my right stiletto to him. He licks it generously, running his tongue over the length. I move my heel so so the stiletto presents itself. “Suck it into your mouth bitch, like you were sucking cock. Make it nice and wet. Trust me. The wetter the better.”

I watch him as he takes my shoe into his mouth. He laps it generously with his tongue, takes it deep into his mouth. His head bobs as if he is sucking a cock.

“God dam bitch.” I whisper. “You make me wish I had a cock.”

He groans happy to know my pleasure. I watch the muscles flex and move on his back, as he strokes himself while his head bobs. I am amazed by his willingness to submit.

“You may stop bitch. Turn around, stay down and give me that ass.”

He turns, on all fours, arching his back.

Not good enough.

I rise. Walk over to his head and push my stiletto into the back of his head. “DOWN BITCH” , I assert. I press his head down, it smashed against the floor. His fingers begin digging into the rug. “That’s it bitch, see how nicely your ass get presented now?”

I move away, grab the bottle of lube from the couch and stand behind him. His balls are full, they swing slightly as he breathes deeply in anticipation. I place my right foot on his lower back and snake the heel down towards his ass hole. he grunts.

I push into him a bit, causing him to move forward. Again, another groan.

“Are you sure you want me to make you my bitch?”

“Yes Mina.”

“You’ve been so good, I think you deserve this.” I remove my foot long enough to squeeze some lube on his asshole. I rub it along the heel of my stilettos.

My foot returns in place. My heel pressing into his ass, circling his asshole. He grunts and groans.

“You like this bitch? You want more?”

“Yes Mina.”

I push into him and the heel slides into his ass.

“UUNNNGGHH” he moans.

I tap my heel, letting it slide in and out of his ass, while keeping my foot in place.

I stop, and move to my bag. I pull out my flogger. “Stay there bitch. I’m going to mark you now.”

I work the flogger over and over on him. His back becomes brilliant shades of red as welts slowly rise up. Over and over he moans in pleasure. I move to his backside. The flogger comes down unrelenting on his ass. He shutters with each hit. I delight watching his welts rise.

I stop, curious to see how much he is enjoying this. I lean behind him, pressing myself against him and reach around. he moans in pleasure. I grab hold of his cock. It is fully erect, hard and dripping of cum.

“God dam baby.. you are my bitch.”

“Yes mina” he groans.

I back away and sit on the couch. I spread my legs and raise the fabric of my slip up. My wet, naked cunt in plain view. I watch him before me. On all fours, welted and waiting for his next order. A vision of beauty.

“You may turn and face me. On your knees before me.”

He does as ordered. He looks at my cunt and then looks away. “It is ok. You can look. You have been a good bitch.”

He watches as I finger my cunt. I dip into my wetness and moan. I watch as he moves his hand down to his erect cock. I look at him and nod. He grabs hold and begins stroking.

“I want you to cum for me.”

He begins stroking eagerly as I play with my clit. I moan for him. “Would you like a taste?”

He nods eagerly.

“Ok then. One lick. Only one. No hands.”

He leans in, his tongue digs into my opening and then runs along the slit and circles around my clit before he backs away. I moan deeply. “fuuuuck that was good bitch”

“Now cum for me. I want to watch your cum explode from your cock.”

I work my cunt for him. His eyes are fixated on my fingers. Below him his hand works furiously at his cock. His breathing grows harder. I see his balls begin to swell. His body breaks into a sweat. He breathes hard through his nose. He groans.

“fuuuuck.” he can barely get the words out.

“That’s right baby. Cum for ME.”

He shutters and gasps and the head of his cock swells. He growls and strokes hard one last time and then he lets himself go. Spurt after spurt comes rushing out of his cock. It shoots over the floor. It runs down his hand. A drop hits me. Gasping and heaving he looks at me.

“Did you enjoy being my bitch?”

“Yes Mina.”

“Good. I enjoyed making you my bitch.”

*Don’t forget that you can also visit Mina at http://longingsend.wordpress.com*

~ by Mina on September 16, 2007.