The magenta velvet
bodice of her dress caressed her breasts like a lover, clinging
so smoothly against her fair skin that her nipples showed
as clearly as if she stood there before them naked. Hugging
her hips and cascading to mere centimeters from the floor...
the dress was magnificent, and served its purpose in highlighting
her sensual hourglass figure.
She was
woman in all her glory... beauty and power captivated them
all, every eye in the room on Her as she watched them play
for Her pleasure. Wet cunts rode faces, lips and tongues
kissed and lapped with abandon... cocks were teased to hardness,
fucked and sucked, nipples tweaked, breasts cupped. Whips
lashed on sensitive skin, floggers brought rosy heat to
pale ass cheeks, candle wax stung as it dripped on flesh,
limbs bound, mouths gagged, clamps gripped with stinging
tightness and moans, groans and whimpers echoed off stone
walls filling Her ears and stirring Her own desires.
She sat and watched,
at once a part of it... every action for Her, and the same
time distanced from it, watching them desperately try to
please Her. She moved them to Her rhythm like a conductor,
directing their actions with precision.. building them,
moving them closer and closer to the edge...denying them
with a cruel smile on Her face.
She stepped
into the crowd, Her small soft hands tormenting as She moved
among them, a pinch...a slap... a tearing of nails through
tender flesh, a bite of a lip, a nuzzle against a full breast,
teeth biting skin, slapping, squeezing ,probing.
She stood in the
center... the dress slipped from Her shoulders and peeled
from Her body...naked She called them to Her.
Their own pleasure
forgotten as they worshiped, their only hunger for the sound
of Her screaming in ecstasy, Her nipples engulfed in sucking
heat, Her clit licked and teased, ass and cunt adored by
hands and hungry mouths... She gifted them Her pleasure,
over and over...each spurring them to perform harder, to
please more, to give Her all She needed to serve Her desires
to perfection.
...sated She pushed
them away, denying them Her gasps and moans and then calling
out three beautiful words.. an order not a request.. one
they had all been trained to follow
"cum for Me"
...and as they
writhed and groaned and cried out in release She smiled
at them... the pleasure of their submission freeing Her
soul, making Her soar and fly... Completing Her.
