In the thread about “Being Outed for Public Play” I mentioned in passing that my Mistress and I sessioned once again in her storage space, now around a week ago. It was special since she is going to be away for a few weeks. So we planned to do one or two activities we never did in storage. However the unexpected provided an edge and made us bolder than ever. First, we arrived and put the key code in twice to get in, but all the screen said was, “See The Manager.” Her face fell, saying, “Maybe they saw us (playing) the last time?” She went to the office and it was a tech glitch. They didn't suspect a thing. We got into the space, no one was on the floor, she closed the door and as we were preparing when the sound of drilling & construction began. We thought it was on our floor, but quickly figured out it was just above or below us.
I already had on a steel dog collar she always puts on me when I pick her up to easily control her slut. I put down an area rug and she ordered me to arrange a couple of chairs in a specific way, and told me to turn away as she got dressed. When told to look I found Mistress in a strapless animal print mini-dress I hadn’t seen her wear in years, plus her usual clear high heels. The dress was tight and she seemed to be falling out of the top. As I began to drool, she grabbed my collar and joyfully slapped me in the face a couple of times and told me to strip. I was wearing a black sleeveless muscle T-shirt that she likes, and black thong. I was told to flex and twerk for her and suddenly she ripped the shirt off me, I ripped whatever was left and she grabbed it, using it several times that day to gag the slut when spanking, finally putting it on my head as a bandana. She shoved her fingers down my throat, wanting me to gag out loud, and I did. Mistress then pulled out her dildo and rammed that down my throat, and she laughed as I gagged uncontrollably. When done she spit a couple of times on my face.
With all of her physical attacks the Mistress’ top all but fell off, and she slapped me for attempting to grope her. I was ordered to my knees and worship her calves and thighs. Finally, she said, “Lie down and remove that,” pointing to my thong. I knew what was coming. I put pee pads over the area rug, and assumed the position. As I did, she ordered, “Begin pleasuring yourself, slut.” She smiled, picked up her skirt and crouched down and carefully put her stream on my chest and groin. As she finished, Mistress came close for me to take a lick or two to clean her, then she stood up, ordered me to cum and I quickly exploded, knowing I had become a hot, sticky and wet mess for the Mistress. She saw on my face I was reveling in the moment down there and she grinned, “You really are a whore and a slut. Clean up and let’s go.”
I was slow getting up, in fact I was dazed driving home. I got back exhausted, almost felt hungover from the experience and daydreaming about it. I took an unusual midday nap. She left the next day and I began to get true withdrawal pains, needing to see her again. It’s gonna be a long, few weeks for me until Mistress returns.
Last edited by jbeast; 05/10/2024 07:15 PM. Reason: general editing