The Receptionist

She laughed and said "serve me ice water and keep my glass full." I laughed too and she said "god that was hot. I loved pissing into your mouth, christening it with my piss. I'm going to use you as my toilet again and again. Do you know that? Stroke your cock and show me you want to be my toilet."

I stroked my cock. It was still hard. In fact its state had not changed other than it might have gotten harder in the time that she pissed on me and then afterward as she expressed her lust to me. "Would you like to come inside my house?"

"What for?" she asked.

"So I can serve you iced water."

"Absolutely. Let's go." She pulled her pants up and followed me to the back side of my house. It was nice to be upright again but the pebbly surface of my driveway made me walk gingerly until we reached the smooth slate of my back door patio.

Inside, Mistress Jenn said "on your knees bitch." it was so exciting to hear her talk to me this way that I just did it. The wood floor was hard and smooth but my knees were already sore from the driveway and I wasn't sure how long I'd last. So, for relief, I moved to all 4s. "Oh, are you a little doggy?" she asked.

I turned to look up at her. "Yes Mistress." I wiggled my ass for her and smiled. She laughed and said "Good boy, that's a good boy." And she patted my head and then she squatted down next to me and cupped my chin in her hand. Turning my gaze toward her face, she leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. Her tongue pressed right past my lips and she Frenched me hard for several seconds and then stopped. "Rollover on your back like a submissive doggy and show me that cock."

I flopped over and lay on the floor on my back. Mistress Jenn stepped between my legs and lifted her right foot and placed the bottom of her shoe on my cock. The flat of her sole was smooth while the pointed tip of her heel hovered over my balls. I gulped as she began to speak "You have a nice home, I'd like a tour a little later."

"Anything you want," I said.

"Ssh!, If I want to hear your voice I'll let you know." She paused for measure and I said nothing. She applied a little more pressure on my cock with her foot and then said "Good boy, I'm glad we got that settled. I like being in control. When we're alone together, I will be in control or we won't play ever again. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress Jenn."

"Good," she pressed her heel onto my ball sac. Fortunately it was just the sac and not an actual testicle. "Do you think you could cum if I masturbated you like this with my shoe?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Has your man pussy ever been heel fucked?"

"No Mistress."

"But if I did it you would let me wouldn't you?"

"Yes Mistress."

"I like how cooperative you are with me. Is it because you want to fuck me and you think if you just say yes that I'll let you?"

"I don't know Mistress." I wondered how she knew so much as I felt my face flush red.

"Well I want you to know I'm serious. Lift your legs. I'm going to sodomize you with my heel right now so that you understand I mean what I say."

I looked into her eyes. "Get those legs up and reach down to pry your cheeks open."

"Can I have some lube first?"

She smiled and said "You're right. You're probably dry down there because of inexperience." She stepped over my thigh and then up toward my head. She stuck her shoe in my face and said "lick and suck on the heel until it's lubed up to your satisfaction." She laughed whole-heartedly.

The sole of her foot was black and inches from my face. I could see and smell all the dirt that had accumulated on her shoe and yet as she spoke from her towering position over me I knew there was only one thing to do. I opened my mouth and when she saw that she guided her heel into it. "There you go Bob, that's a good doggy. Lick your momma's heel."

There really wasn't any taste as much as the smell of the ground she had walked on. The degrading act had its impact on me though because my cock remained hard as I licked and sucked her heel. Mistress had great balance on one foot as she ministered her heel in and out of my mouth in a pumping motion. When I reached up and helped steady her foot with my hands, I was able to suck more of her 5-inch heel into my mouth. "Oh my, you really want to suck my heel. It's like a cock isn't it. Do you want to suck cock for me doggy Bob?"

"Uh huh," I moaned and continued sucking and licking her heel. By now a healthy amount of my saliva had transferred to her heel and her timing was impeccable. "I think that's enough. Now tell me where you want to feel my heel next and I'll consider it."

"In my ass?" I asked.

"I don't' know is that where you want it doggy?"

I nodded. "God, you're keeping me wet. Let's do it" she said with enthusiasm. Turn over and pry your ass open." When I did what she asked, she said "hump the floor doggy. Show me how badly you want to have sex with me."

She is wicked. Her deviance knows no bounds. Spotlighting me naked on my own driveway and pissing on me was simply the beginning and I loved every moment of it. Humping the floor didn't seem like that big of a deal compared to everything else and so I complied. The rub was dull however so I attempted to lift my ass up and lightly trace my cock across the floor to see if that made it feel any better. It wasn't dull this way but there wasn't enough friction to cum either. Still, her presence and the allure of getting to fuck this hot young woman kept me hard as a rock.

"Are you my bitch?"

"Yes Mistress Jenn. I am your bitch."

"Then reach back and pry your cheeks open for me bitch."

My cock pressed hard against the floor as I reached back to pry my cheeks open and waited. She kicked one of my legs to make me spread wider and then she kicked the other one and said "spread your legs for me bitch. I like a lot of room when I'm heel fucking a grown man."

After my legs were sufficiently spread wide, and my cheeks were pried open, she hocked up her saliva and spit on my waiting ass hole. She spat several times and I felt it pool on top of my anus. She has goodness in her after all. A heartless bitch would have sodomized me dry and used my blood as lubricant. I was glad to know she was the caring kind even though she put up a convincing front otherwise.

Lying on the floor with my ass lubed and cheeks pried open, I remained hard and attempted to continue humping the floor. "That's a good boy Bob. Keep humping the floor to show me how horny you are for me." Her shoe pressed onto my cheeks and then her heel kissed my anus. She lightly pressured the heel, moving it in a circular fashion. With more pressure each second it felt like a rough instrument was being forced inside me. Discomfort from the hard floor's dull feeling on my cock combined with the fear of dreadful heel penetration began to take its toll. But that eternity lasted only a few moments. Finally, her heel popped through my anus and into the dark tunnel below.

"Ow," I yelled. She paused on the pressure. The heel wasn't lubed enough and its edged shape felt as though it were cutting into me. "It's hardly inside you. Just relax so I can push more in." With that on the table, she pressed again and I yelled again. "Ow! Fuck!" She stopped and pulled her foot away. "Okay, that's enough of that. She stepped away from me and into the light. Then she lifted her leg, bending it at the knee as if doing a leg curl and looked at the heel. "Come here bitch and lick your shit off my heel."

"Fuck that." I got up on my feet and felt dizzy and fell upon the kitchen counter. "I'll wash your heel with a wet paper towel but I'm not going eat shit for you or anyone else."

Her smile disarmed my anger. "Okay." She said agreeably.

It felt great to be standing again and I found a paper towel and wetted it at the sink. When I turned around, she handed me her shoe. "Be careful with it. Not too much water okay?" Her tone had changed back to the sweet receptionist and I wondered if that meant she would be leaving soon.

"You're the first woman I've had here since my wife died." I told her. "Would you like to stay and talk, get to know each other."

"Absolutely. How long ago did she die?"

"Three years ago."

"I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thank you."

"You've not had a girlfriend in that time."

"Not really. I've dated but didn't bring anyone home. Just wasn't ready."

"And now look at you. You've got a woman much younger than you. I could be your daughter and you let me piss on you and heel fuck you. What do you have to say for yourself?

I finished wiping her heel. There was no sign of shit on it at any time but I felt better that I knew it was clean in case she stuck it in my mouth again. "I'm so turned on, I could fuck all night long and not lose my erection."

"Do you have any rope?"

"Yes, there is some out in the shed."

"Go get it and meet me in your bedroom."

"Do you know where it is?"

"I'll find it."

"It's upstairs."

"Good tip. Now get going and bring a sharp knife."

When I returned to the house with the rope, I grabbed a utility knife from a kitchen drawer and headed upstairs. My skin was sticky with new perspiration from the warm evening air on top of the dried perspiration from my workout at the gym. I needed a shower and hoped she would let me have one before we made love.

She was waiting in the bedroom, topless and standing off to the side next to a duffel bag I didn't recognize. Still dressed in her pants, though they were also still undone at the waist, she looked dominantly sexy. My cock jutted forward in appreciation.

"I went to my car to retrieve this bag while you were busy getting the rope. How long is it?"

"I don't know," I said and uncoiled it. "Maybe 15 feet."

"Wonderful. You are so resourceful. You have a wonderful body for someone your age. How old are you again?"

"44".

"You are very fit. Better than some guys my age. Much better than most men your age."

"Thank you, I work hard."

"I know you do. I've watched you at the gym. You don't cheat on your exercises. I like that. How are you enjoying our fun? Are you having fun?"

"Absolutely." I used her word without thinking and then wondered about it as I paused.

She smiled. "Are you ready to learn the purpose of the rope?"

"Yes Mistress Jenn."

"Hand me the knife and rope and go get me that iced water you promised. I'm thirsty."

I ran down the stairs to the kitchen and decided to fill my own glass of iced water along with one for Mistress Jenn. I gulped down two full glasses and then filled it a third time and the one for her and then I went back upstairs. When I returned, she had cut the rope into four equal lengths and one unequal length. "Here's a glass for you," I said and handed it to her.

"Thank you Bob." She drank about a 1/3 of it and said "I love iced water. It's so refreshing."

"Yeah, I had two full glasses down stairs. I was really thirsty."

"So you have washed my piss from your breath?"

"Uh, I'm sorry. I didn't think about that."

"It's okay. I'm going to piss down your throat at least once more before I leave."

I couldn't help it. Her mischief and the promise she made caused me to stroke my cock.

"Why don't you lay on the bed?" she said and drank another 1/3 from her glass.

Once on the bed she had me spread my legs and put my arms above my head against the head board. "I want to tie you to the bed posts. Will you let me?"

"I've never done that. I've never done any thing like we've done tonight. I'm so turned on Mistress Jenn, I can't help it. Yes. I want you to tie me down to my bed."

She smiled. "You are so fun Bob. Do you know that?" She got on the bed with me and sucked my cock into her mouth and all the way into her throat. She gave me several full suck swallow motions before lifting up and declaring "mmm, your sweaty cock tastes wonderful."

"Wow." I said and decided she's not interested in me showering anytime soon.

She straddled my chest and slung one of the rope lengths around my right wrist and then threaded the rope into a convenient hole in the middle of my headboard. Then she brought the rope end through an adjacent hole and secured it to the other end. Now my right wrist was securely bound to the headboard. She did the same with my left wrist and now both arms were held above my pillow.

She scooted down my body and when her crotch was above my crotch she ground herself against my cock and moaned. "I love grinding a hard cock Bob. You feel so fuckin hard too lover. She leaned down and French kissed me hard. Her tongue snaked into my mouth and I tried to wrap her in my arms but couldn't. I fought the ropes as I pressed my tongue into hers but there was simply no give and so I gave up the struggle."

She paused in her kiss and then she raised herself upright again. Her ass cheeks hugged my cock in this position and I thrust it upward hoping for more friction. She smiled at what I was doing but then said, "This is a really good quality rope. It's soft and non abrasive yet sturdy and tied correctly it leaves little room for escape." She giggled and then ground crotch down hard against my waiting cock. I winced a little under the pressure and then she eased up and turned around to face my feet. Her pink panties were the see through kind and her little white ass looked cute.

In just a few minutes she had both my legs spread wide and tied to the posts on the footboard. "Your bed is perfect for this. My other subs are cheap. I can see us spending a lot of quality time together. What do you think?"

"I'd like that."

Mistress Jenn pulled her panties off and held the bunched up material at my lips. With her eyes boring into mine she willed me to open up. Then she stuffed them crotch first into my mouth. I sucked in her juices as she pressed my jaw up and said "hold them there. If you can't, I brought some duct tape."

I nodded and continued sucking on her panties. My cock was harder than ever in anticipation of going inside this beautiful woman. But soon I found that desire would have to wait a little longer as Mistress Jenn rose on her knees and knee-walked along side me until her crotch was directly above my mouth. "Close your mouth bitch. Mistress wants to mark you with her scent." Then she proceeded to rub her wet pussy onto my nose and all over my face. Her scent was lovely and I enjoyed her enthusiastic rubbing. It was not at all slimy, just a little sticky. But it didn't bother me.

The next thing she did was slide her pussy down my chest and onto my waiting cock. In one motion she impaled herself on it. but she did not stop there. After she reached my base, she attempted to move beyond by lifting her ass up slightly and forcing my erection to move downward with her pussy. The level of discomfort was beyond compare and I yelled "ow" through her panty. She paused and leaned down to whisper "sorry baby, I just wanted to find your almost breaking point." She laughed in my ear and then licked the inside of it. "You smell yummy. I love smelling my scent on a slave's face. It makes me horny as hell."

As she spoke she eased herself down to a comfortable angle and tightened her pussy to hold my cock in place inside her. She moved slowly up and down my stiff pole and the feeling she gave me was joyously wonderful. I relaxed beneath her while my hard cock was ridden by this young, magnificent woman. I closed my eyes and went with the flow.

Mistress leaned down on top of me. Her full weight was no more noticeable than a feather. Yet her warmth was reassuring and her heart beat thumped against mine like we were telling each other I like you. Mistress kissed my neck and then lipped it, sucking the skin gently into her mouth. Even the initial teething she gave me was cute until she stopped and said "bite down on my panties while I bite down on your neck. I'm going to mark you so that everyone who knows me will know you belong to me." Then, without hesitation, she went for it. I bit down hard on the panty and Mistress Jenn bit down hard on me. My screams were mostly muffled and my teeth gnashed together while Mistress bit me. She let up on the tension and sucked on it some more and then without warning she bit into me again. She repeated her biting and sucking well into the night. Each time she bit me, I also noticed she fucked herself harder on my cock. The friction she created was incredible and it got to the point where I could live with the biting as long as the friction was on my cock. Of course when she lipped my pore neck, her pussy slowed so that there was very little friction and this was nice but not orgasm-bound.

She lifted herself up and then reached over to my bedside table and pushed the button on my lamp. The light cast a shadow and she turned to me and said "you need better lighting in here bitch. I can't see my mouth work on your neck very well, but I think it will bruise up nicely and people will notice it and wonder." Her words sank in as she re-attached her pussy to my cock.

Although I didn't smile outwardly, my cock responded favorably to her by throbbing inside her. "Ooh," she said, "your cock jumped inside me." She smiled broadly and looked into my eyes as her head descended upon me. We were face to face, noses touching and her lips hovering over mine. Her pussy gripped my cock like a fisted glove and I let myself throb and thrust within her. We picked out a mutually satisfying rhythm as both our hips thrust in turn with the other. Mistress Jenn whispered "This is so exciting. I love your cock inside me Bob. It feels so good I want to do something extra wicked..." she paused and kissed me softly on the lips. We traded small kisses and then she said "I won't unless you want me to."

She put her fingers to my mouth and when I opened up she extracted the panty. It was wet and gross and she flung it to the floor. "Guess I'm going home cammo tonight," she giggled. I laughed too. That was funny. "Thank you," I said. "I enjoyed tasting your panties."

"I'm so tempted to make your hickey a permanent mark Bob. I want to do it while you cum inside me. What do you think?"

"Please don't hurt me."

"Aww, are you afraid."

"No. I'm turned on, but permanent would be better if I got to know you better."

"You're probably right. I'll wait."

"Thank you."

She got up off of me and her pussy made a popping sound as she withdrew herself from my cock. When she got off the bed, I wondered if our evening was over already but didn't dare speak yet.

She unzipped her duffel back and extracted a chain and then she came back to the bed. There, she bent down and sucked one of my nipples and then the other and then after that she attached a clamp to each nipple. "Ow, whoa, that hurts. Jesus!" I exclaimed.

"Relax darling. They're just nipple clamps. They look great on you." She straddled my cock again and sank down on it. Her warm wet pussy felt wonderful and the friction she created for us turned up my lust another notch. The harshness of the clamp's bite was diminishing now and then she said, "I love riding a stiff cock and pulling on the chain when it's in my mouth." She bent forward and captured the chain links with her tongue and lips. Once it was in her teeth, she lifted her gaze forward just as she bucked harder on my cock. The tug at my nipples created another round of pain yet the friction of our sexes soon overwhelmed it.

"I'm going to cum Mistress Jenn."

"You do it without permission and I'll never speak to you again."

"I can't help it, you feel incredible. May I please cum for you Mistress Jenn?"

"Yes you may. Cum inside me bitch."

Just as I hit the point of no return, I felt the cum flow through my shaft and in that split second before pure joy, Mistress lifted her head up sharply and pulled the clamps off my tender nipples. "Ow!" I screamed and came at the same time. Rope after rope of hot cum shot out of my cock and into Mistress Jenn's wet velvet pussy. The feeling was simply incredible as far as my cock was concerned. My nipples on the other hand felt differently. They were reeling from the tearing sensation Mistress laid upon them.