“Go to the store and buy chocolate pudding cups and a medicine syringe. The syringe will be in a box of children’s medicine. Look for Children’s Motrin…I know there should be one in there.” Straight forward directives, right? That’s what I thought. Apparently they weren’t!
After going into both a Dollar General and a Family Dollar store, my submissive was still not able to find a syringe. Since we only had a couple of hours time to play, I told him just to leave it. He purchased the cups of pudding and motored his way to the public library in his town to tap into their WiFi. Since there were still families coming and going, I told him to just make himself busy, preparing his car with the towel I had requested he brought with him and getting himself comfortable. And I reminded him that, because he had failed to follow through with my directives, he would face punishment.
As soon as the coast was clear, I had him shed his shorts and start jacking his cock. “As you stroke your cock, I want you to tell me how badly you want me to let you see my pussy.” As his hand encircled his already erect rod, he wished me a good afternoon, and voiced his hopes that I was doing well. “I would fucking love…absolutely fucking love…to star at your pussy, Mistress, spread open wide for me to look inside.” As he spoke, his speed increased during his strokes and I was afraid he would cum too quickly. I yelled, “Don’t you dare fucking cum! Now your balls. Pull your cock up out of the way and slap them hard, 10 times. I wanna hear you while like a little bitch, count each impact out loud, and tell me thank you for allowing you to please me.”
He began giving his balls the blows that I demanded, forgetting to verbalize the count for the first 3 blows and I took note of it. He groaned and moaned, like the little bitch he is, as he landed each slap and thanked me. When he dealt his 10th and final blow, I asked, “How did that feel?” To which he replied, “Painful, but goodif Mistress loved it.” And with an evil grin, I informed him that he had failed to verbalize his first three blows and would therefore issue another 5 blows to his balls and open the first of the pudding cups.
He voiced his acceptance of the task and told me that he had a problem.
“What’s the problem?”
“I have to piss. I have a bottle, here in my car. Or do I go in the library?”
I told him to piss in the bottle, as going in mean he would have to put his shorts back on and waste more time. As he saved himself into the bottle, he looked around, making sure no one was getting close enough to see his prediction. Oh, but it was just getting started…
As soon as he finished, I told him to take the cup of pudding and scoop out a couple fingers worth of the brown goop and smear it across his asshole, then to insert his fingers into his anus and fuck himself with the snack. I watched as he pleasured himself, cock forgetten, and got the sticky sweet treat smeaged from his asshole, up his taint, and onto his balls.
“How does that feel?”
“Surprisingly, good. It’s warm, Mistress.”
“Good. Now, dump the second cup into your hand and use it as if it were lube to stroke your cock some more. I want your cock and balls nasty with pudding.” And he proceeded to, once again, follow my directives. You could hear the wet noises the pudding made, squishing as he jacked his length with it.
I made him continue and told him the third cup, he was to cum in the top of. And then, as his punishment for not following orders, I wanted to see him eat the pudding AND his cum. The very idea made him blow his load into his hand. So I told him to lick and suck his hand clean. I told him that he was not to clean himself. He was to drive home, without his shorts on covered in chocolate. And he did…
But what he didn’t know was that as he was doing as I told him, I was talking to Daddy about what was going on. After Daddy criticized me for being such a disgustingly deviant little girl, I asked him what he would do to me if I were there with him at that moment. I could tell that I had excited him. I absolutely adored excited Daddy and this time was just like every other time…NEVER disappointing.
Stay Tuned for Switch! – Part Two to see how the tables turn and I go from Domme to Sub in the blink of an eye!
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