His mistress

She sits on her million dollar heaven couch, while the clicking noises of pan and cutleries filled the room, rich people have machines for everything. With the looks of her kitchen, I only needed to supervise my cooking. There was an easy way to do things.

Sometimes i feel i used the wrong instrument, for the wrong job, but oh well it does my work , after the whole tour in the kitchen my special bolognese was ready and i serve on a golden plate,

With an apron tied on my nudes, i watch her take her first fork full of spag, and the stunned look on her face was all i needed to know, i had beat all her restaurant made dishes, she drops another in her mouth, and my heart explode with joy.

“ good boy” she says, and i pat myself in the back, on her behalf, “ thanks my lord” i say to her, she smirks at me, and her oddly ages wrinkles show,she's really pretty, just too pretty for her lifestyles , she would fit right into mans, arm and i bet he would be so damn amazed that he has such a beautiful woman by his side.

“Can i eat now your highness?” She taps the empty chair beside her and i seat, there's no one who hasn't tasted my food and become intrigued by it, we eat in silence and I appreciate her table manners, at least she doesn’t care about hobbies and other things some people ask that I am not even aware humans should possess.

After that I cleared the dishes and tidied them, but she was nowhere to be found, while I went to my room to explore my new closet. She isn’t a fan of clothes. I wonder what might actually be inside.

After taking my warm shower I set out to explore just to be stunned by lines of costumes? What the fuck is penny wise outfit doing in my room, ther were merely any outdoor clothes of occasion but damn I was in a clowns closet, why the fuck would she want to fuck people wearing this

It was something I never thought excited women, but women being women, they have very weird fantasies about life as a whole, but Sinclair had finally exceeded the next level of crazy.

I dress in th the only normal brand of t shirt I saw, and free my dick , besides her royal highness doesn’t like it anyway and I quote, “ she likes to see what she paid for’

I hear a bell ring, and I know I am in no synagogue, it must mean something, I walk out of my room, with my cock dangling like a flag, she was no where to be found, and I walk into the dungeon she calls a sex room, and there she was all dressed in lacy black with a whip in her hand, my heart skips a beat, what the fuck does she want to do With that.

“ wise of you “ she says and I walk in slowly, a slow music played in the background, a love song, I bet it’s her fantasy, she points the bed, and I walk towards it, my head slightly bowed, and my pull my T-shirt, it won’t be necessary knowing she paid for all my body.

She walks towards a closet and bring out a box, I do a random guess, maybe it’s a nipple Clip, but no I was bought by a psycho, she brings out a lacy black pant and toss them on the bed, this time it was bigger than the one I wore earlier, what’s her obsession with pants

“Thanks mistress” she didn’t smile in return and I tell myself she means business this time around, “eagle position ” she says and I do just that, laying like a dead man, she walks over to me and could see her dress well now.

Her outfit matches my pants, and I think this would be our sex life for a year, she cuffs me on the bed, and I could feel my heart beat even faster, I have never been on the submissive part of sex, always the dominant,

She cuffs my leg as well, and then I could see her cheek arch as she smirks at the sight before her, thought of a mind blowing sex while in bondages gets me and I could feel an arousal already.

She leaned over running her tongue on my neck, she kisses me slightly , and I fold my fingers in amusement, she does this over again, my legs were immobile but damn my neck is so sensitive, I had no idea until I felt her tongue just on the right on spot

She traces the very spot behind my earlobe and a hiss escape my mouth, I feel her hands on my dick , she engulfs my balls with her hands, squeezes it, like a squishy balls, then her lips found mine

She kisses so sweet and tender, and damn I am In love already, her lips were just perfectly tender on mine, so was her hand, and slowly I could feel my Dick harden from the stunt she was performing.

“ are you used to anal” she says, “ no mistress” she hisses slight and spanks my dick , “ fuck” she slaps it again, and I feel my vein stretch as I try pulling my hands from the bondage, I see her lean over, seating just above me

She was in a lingerie too, which she runs on my chest, her moist cunt smeared it’s juice on my chest, and I see her roll her eyes to the sensation my chest hair must have given her, she does this again, and I groan deep as I imagine my dick in her pussy

She rides on my chest, and then slowly moves towards my lips

“ fuck me with your mouth”

She commands, my tongue shifts her lace slightly as I found her pussy. I have been waiting for so long, I want to know what an aged pussy taste like