Mistress controls her submissive more and more. Such is the 24/7 control of a BDSM Femdom led relationship.

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We lay there for a while, then she says,  “It’s 7:30, Jack, I think you’ve recovered and I’m hungry.  Why don’t you go and make us some dinner.”  I don’t know I’m still floating, or if it’s my inexperience, but I stumble into the kitchen in my fuck-me pumps and thigh highs and prepare dinner.  As I’m putting it on the table, Ms. Delia is just staring at me with a smirk, “You look like such a perfect whore.  Maybe I should get you a wig and turn you out?  You did say you’d suck cock for me.”

How Mistress Controls her Submissive

My face turns a bright crimson as she laughs.  “No,” she says, as I go to sit, “under the table. “  I  slide under and start licking her puffy, pink lips, trying to get all the juices coming from her pussy.  She takes her time eating, and so do I, licking and sucking her lips for a while.  Finally, she reaches down, and grabs my head, and directs my mouth to her clit “I do the teasing around here, bitch.”  I bring her to 2 more orgasms, before she’s done, and pushes away from the table.  “You can eat the food now.  I hope it’s as good cold as it was when you made it.  Mine was delicious.”  AS I begin to eat, she heads back to the bedroom. “When you’re done, and everything is cleaned up, come back to the bed.”

Mistress Control in the Bedroom

I enter and she’s lying on the bed.  She orders me to lay over the foot, my feet on the floor, stomach, chest and head resting on the bed.  She secures my feet with a spreader bar, tying each end off to opposite corners.  My arms are above me and tied to the headboard with a length of rope.  She come around behind me, reaches between my legs and grabs my flaccid cock. “Well, this won’t do,” she says and begins stroking it.  “Why isn’t that cock hard?  Is it too tired to play?”

“It’s had a long, hard day, Mistress”