As I entered Mistress Marry's chambers, my heart raced with anticipation. She was clad in a tantalizing latex number that hugged her curves perfectly, setting off a wave of desire within me. "Prepare yourself, slave," she commanded, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Today we indulge in some rather...special activities."
I knelt before her, my head bowed in submission as she circled around me, inspecting me like a prize horse. "Your cocksucking skills will be put to good use today," she purred, running her gloved finger along my chin. "And your balls shall know the true meaning of pain."
She grabbed my thickening cock and positioned it at her perfect lips. The sensation of her hot mouth wrapped around me sent shivers down my spine. Her expert tongue action combined with gentle biting and sucking sent me spiraling into ecstasy. As I felt the edge of my climax approaching, she pulled away, leaving me gasping for air.
"Not yet," she laughed, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "Not until I say so."
She stood up and grabbed a strap-on dildo from a nearby table. My heart raced as she positioned it against my ass, teasing me with its size and weight. With one powerful thrust, she penetrated me, filling me completely. The sensation was both overwhelming and exhilarating at the same time.
"How does it feel, slave?" she asked, grinding against me. Her hips moved in a hypnotic rhythm that had me begging for more. "Do you like being taken like this?"
"Yes, Mistress," I moaned, reaching up to touch her inner thigh. "Please, assign me this task."
She laughed, a devious sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Oh, I will," she said, pulling out of me and grabbing a flogger from the table. With skilled precision, she lashed my aching flesh, the pain merging into a wave of pleasure I'd never felt before.
"Now, slave," she said, climbing onto the stool below me, "show me how well you can pleasure a woman."
I positioned myself between her legs, my mouth watering at the thought of tasting her. Her pussy was a sight to behold, glistening with anticipation. As I worshipped her folds with my tongue, she moaned in delight, urging me on with gentle nudges and encouraging whispers.
"That's it, slave," she purred, reaching down to guide my mouth onto her clit. "Suck on it like a birthday candle."
I did as I was commanded, sucking her hardened nub into my mouth. Her hips bucked wildly, her moans echoing off the walls. With one hand, she reached down to stroke herself, her other hand digging into my hair, holding me in place.
The climax hit her like a tidal wave. Her body shook, her cries of pleasure filling the room. I could feel her hot essence pouring onto my tongue, down my throat. When she finally came down from the high, she pushed me away, taking a deep breath.
"That was...exhilarating," she panted, running a shaky hand through her sweat-drenched hair. "Now, fetch the camera."
I nodded excitedly and scrambled to retrieve the necessary equipment. As we began filming, she instructed me to lick her up once more. I did as I was told, only too happy to please her once again.
After a while, her friend arrived, dressed head-to-toe in a reflective latex suit. She greeted us with a huge grin and swiftly hoisted herself onto the throne. "Ready for some fun?" she asked, her voice muffled by the padded helmet she wore.
Mistress Marry nodded, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Definitely," she replied, gesturing for me to join them.
I knelt between them, my cock standing at attention. "Suck him off," Mistress Marry commanded, reaching down to fondle my balls once more. The sight of her friend pulling up her latex skirt was enough to make me forget my own name momentarily.
As I serviced them both, they began to play a dirty game of their own. One would moan in pleasure while the other would grimace in disgust, watching the mess on the floor grow larger. It was a sight that sent shivers down my spine, mixed with equal parts fear and excitement.
Eventually, their laughter turned to applause as they congratulated themselves on a job well done. Exhausted but elated, I collapsed onto the floor, watching as they cleaned up their mess. "Thank you, my loves," Mistress Marry purred, leaning down to kiss each of us on the forehead. "That was truly sublime."
With that, she turned off the camera lights, and the three of us retired to her chambers for some much-needed rest. It had been an intimate and extraordinary evening, one that would be etched into my memory forever.
