Michelle Ma Belle- FB Slut Pt.2

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I called up Michael and told him he would be picking me up Friday evening, and to make sure that he had on a pair of pink thongs. I had plans for my Facebook Slut. Being the submissive man that he was, he didn’t have a problem with it.

Friday rolled around, and true to form he pulled up in front of my house right on time. Upon entering the car, I smacked him across the face.

” Thank you, Mistress, ” Michael said , with his head bowed.

” I brought My Mistress Bag with me, Bitch. Tonight I am going to have a little bit of fun with you. Now take me to the drive thru to get a bottle of vodka and some smokes before we go back to your place, ” I ordered him.

He appeared nervous when we returned to his house. I had him get me a glass with some ice and bring it to his bedroom.

“There’s nothing to be nervous about, ” I said, taking the glass of ice and pouring myself a shot of vodka.

“I have never been with a Mistress before, ” he answered.

“Well now you are. Strip for me, I want to see those pink thongs, ” I said as I lit a cigarette, blowing the smoke in his face.

He stood there before me in his pink thongs. He was clearly aroused by the humiliation of it,

” Bring me My ‘Mistress Bag’ ” I commanded him.

” Yes, Mistress,” He replied, and brought me the leather bag.

I began unpacking the contents of the Mistress Bag. I put on my High Heel shoes, and commanded him to lick them. He did as he was told. Taking out my wooden spoon, I began to spank his butt cheeks that were exposed from the thong as he licked my shoes. I could feel his erection pounding on my leg.  Taking out a lace camisole from my bag I ordered him to put it on. He did as he was told.

“Look at you, all dressed so frilly and fine, Bitch. I shall call you Michelle, ” I laughed wickedly at him.

“Yes, Mistress, ” he replied.

“Now, on your knees. Bend over the bed. It’s time to make you moan like a woman, Michelle, ” I said, as he watched me masturbate.

I arose from his bed, and stood behind him with my strap on attached. I gently inserted the tip into his rosebud. Giving him a little tickle. I inched my way in, going deeper and deeper with each stride, grasping his hips. Finally ramming my way in, his moans were loud as I pounded away at him, harder and deeper I went, going in a rhythmic stride. He squealed with joy. I pulled his hair back and commanded him to release.

” Mistress, You own me!” He exclaimed as he body shook and slumped to the floor in a heap.

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