caged and collared…. a dominate females tale of lust

man on leashFirst let me say straight up this is not me. This is the girl who shows up when she feels backed into a corner. When she is being challenged in ways that she wants no part of. This is my way to have a healthy release of my current stress over my husbands need to tell me how suddenly he desperatly wants me. A man i no longer want or love or need. That being said,,, enjoy the ride if you dare.

The queen got home after a long days work. And found her house to silent for her liking. The music that should of been playing was not on. In fact there was no music. And there were no sounds or smells of her dinner. She began slowly wandering thru her house looking for that sniviling little man. She soon found him sitting on the corner of her bed. That in itself was a punshible offence. His place was on the bed on the floor, not on HER bed.

What was worse was the fact he was stroking his cock on her panties. Damn him.
He was not allowed to touch what was hers. And on her lace panties no less. She was across the room in two strides and slapped him hard across the face. Shock and horror filled him, as well as desire and his cock jumped in his hand.
Yanking her panties from his hand she glared at him and firmly told him, get your cage! Instantly he was retrieving it from the toy box. BRING THE ENTIRE BOX she yelled. Fear suddenly grasp him.
He has in front of her in an instant. Roughly she slammed the cage around his cock and locked it. It hurt to have it put on now as he was showing his arousal. But she did not care. This was hers and he would learn or suffer. She reached into the box and grabbed his collar. Nothing so pretty, but a straight up choke collar. Slipping it over his head made her pussy begin to ooze. Snapping on the lead made it twitch.

On your knees was her next command. He obeyed. And followed her to the kitchen. She would yank the lead just a bit to here him yelp. Yes he would learn. She let him stand to make her dinner. A nice chicken ceasar salad and a glass of wine. He would get nothing. She would be his dinner. Her music now filled the house. Lovely classical music to sooth her nerves. Watching him in his cage was fun. She could see him steal glances at her. And see him swell with want. She had removed her bra and skirt, and was in nothing but a sheer top, lace panties and her newest heels. Black shinny stilettos.
Her ass cheeks barely dusted by the end of her top, and her nipples dangerously errect.

After he had cleared and cleaned she reaches over and grabs his lead with one hand, the other reaches down and slaps his engourged cock in its cage. He yelps with pain, and she snaps his lead, pulling the collar tighter. He begins to plead with her for mercy and forgivness. She laughs and yanks again.
His cock shows the truth. It is swollen to dangerous preportions in its cage. Glorious colors of red and purple bloom along it. And it is leaking down his thigh. He loves to piss her off just so he will get his punishment.

Leading him to the living room she shoves him to his knees and makes him lay over the coffee table, face down. The flogging now begins. His back and ass getting as red as his swollen member. There is now a visible puddle on the floor. Lick it up she demands. His face contorts at the thought. If your chores were done today then the floor is clean, if not it soon will be, she laughs and with one shiny heel pushes his head to the floor. Laughing as he licks it all spotlessly clean.

Making him sit back on his heels so that his cock dangles between his thighs, she rummages in the box for one of her favorite toys. Placing herself in front of him so that her glistning pussy is eye level she opens her legs wide and puts one pump on his caged cock, the other on his shoulder.
With both hands she spreads open the lips of her well manicured cunt and begins thrusting her toy in and out. Her moans become screams as she begins to orgasm. But as she does her heel is pushing hard on his overly swollen and caged cock. He screams with pain and pleasure. Watching her cum is a beautiful sight but the pain from her shoe is almost to much. When she is done with her first orgasm whe looks at him and asks, Do you want more? He is torn, but wants more of her, so he mumbles YES.

Looking down she almost feels bad and thinks about letting him go. But,, he is always a better licker when caged. So she changes her mind and simply says EAT.. His head is burried in her pussy in moments. Devouring her every fold. Expertly licking her to yet another orgasm, and leaving a trail of juice on his own thigh. Her screams let him know that she was indeed pleased. Now was the time to let the caged animal out. Un locking him sent waves of pain thru his cock. To touch it was torture and she knew it. So with perfectly mainicured fingeres she graps it hard and yanks. he tries to escape but her hold is to tight. FUCK MY ASS NOW, she snarls. He is filled with want and pain as he slides deep inside her. She is on her back with her legs over his shoulders. He flogger still in her hand she stings his chest and pinches his nipples. Grabbing her vibrating toy she once again assaulting her own clit. Her only concern is her own need. RAM HARDER she screams as her third orgasm rips thru her body. She keeps at it until she can cum no more. Then pushes his away with her shining heels.
His need still evident in his swollen cock. She grabs the glass of water from the table and tosses it on his dick. That should cool you down she sneers. Now pour me wine and meet me in the bath.

She will soak as he stands guard. His cock slowly surrendering to the fact that she will not let him cum today. As he watches her finger her way to yet another screaming orgasm. One day he will learn that to piss of the queen is just a bad thing to do.

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9 Comments

  1. May 25, 2013 at 11:28 pm

    Poor baby boy, after fixing dinner and everything. such cock abuse. Only if he had not put her one good pair granny panty on…..

    • loneyheart said,

      May 26, 2013 at 1:37 am

      the queen does not have granny panties. She only wears the finest lace around her feminine hips.

  2. amelthalt said,

    May 26, 2013 at 2:41 pm

    Well excuse me! That was a damn fine piece of writing! You Bitch! That was good! 😀

    • loneyheart said,

      May 26, 2013 at 11:20 pm

      thanks. i write from emotion most of the time. and my husband, from whom i am now seperated had pushed the limits of my shattered heart. So i was one angy diva and it had to come out some how.

      • amelthalt said,

        May 27, 2013 at 6:02 am

        Well angry suits you well for now! It came out so well!

  3. Gwennie said,

    May 27, 2013 at 2:36 pm

    *chuckles* bravo is all I can say. I have that same side & I’d give anything to be to express it like this. So very amazing!

  4. MaríMar said,

    May 29, 2013 at 3:59 am

    I can’t relate but I can appreciate… 🙂
    So good.
    As an aside I am sorry for everything you are going trough… 😦
    Hugs

    • loneyheart said,

      May 29, 2013 at 6:01 pm

      Life is all about change. I have always welcomed it, embraced it even. Saddly he hates change and will fight against it at every turn. But i am growing stronger and wiser every day

      • MaríMar said,

        May 30, 2013 at 11:45 pm

        Change is inevitable… Is my nature to like changes but l accepted them and make the best of it… I don’t want to be weigh-down by things I can’t help or stop.
        I am glad to see you growing stronger and wiser.
        xoxox


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