Where She Wants Me.....

Where She Wants Me.....I love to write. In fact, if I could make a real living at it, that would be my preferred career choice.However, writers block, deadlines, overall motivation, and my "other," career choice, have thus far anyway prevented me from doing so.Hence at the moment anyway, it remains a hobby to be indulged in whenever the Muse strikes me.This work is one such moment.I hope those who read it will enjoy it, and be kind in critiquing it.Constructive thoughts are always welcome and appreciated.Mean spirited jabs obviously are not.Where She Wants me:Immobilized, that's what I was. Although I did not know for exactly how long.My wrists and ankles were tightly shackled, and I was unable to see or speak because of the tightly laced, leather hood that had been put over my head. Nevertheless, I still managed to make out through the padded leather the "click, click, click," sound of my dominant Transsexual Goddess, Mistress D's, high heeled boots on the tile floor of her basement dungeon.I felt her hand stoke my hooded head, even through the thick padding. And then, I felt something placed to my right nostril. A glass bottle, or glass ampule of some kind."Sniff deeply slave," Mistress D. commanded in her husky voice.Without hesitation eager to comply, I inhaled deeply. As I did this, my head began to spin, as if in a vortex."Very good slave," I heard Mistress D. say. I felt the container on my left nostril next."Again slave, sniff deeply," she commanded.My mind continued to spin, and my body began to react to what my Owner had just made me inhale.Even though I was locked up tightly in the CB3000 by her, nevertheless, my penis strained, trying to get hard, albeit unsuccessfully. My hips began to move involuntarily. My ass began to spasm and twitch, relaxed, eager to be filled with something, anything.Mistress D. leaned over and whispered gaziantep suriyeli escort to me as she caressed my chest with her leather gloved right hand, pinching my pierced nipples, pulling on the rings she herself had not long ago picked out. "Very good. I see you liked the poppers, my little bitch?"Through the whirlwind of my mind I think I managed to nod my head in assent to her, but I couldn't be sure. I was drooling around the cock gag in my mouth, breathing through the nose holes in my hood deeply, lost in an erotic world, wishing now that she would administer more."Now that you have had a little taste, you'll want more. We'll make sure we feed that addiction, my slave," she softly said. "I prefer you very dependent and very addicted truth be told. But now, I'm going to give you a taste of something else. Something that feeds that other addiction that has grown in you over these last few months.Mistress D. reached behind my head, slowly unbuckling the strap that was holding the penis shaped gag tightly and deeply into my mouth.I gasped slightly as she pulled it away from the hood, then out of my mouth. My mind was still reeling from the effects of the popper doses so I was still breathing heavily."There my little slave, is that better?," Mistress D. asked. I could only moan positively.She chuckled as I heard again the sound of her high heeled boots on the basement tile floor as she moved closer to me.Though prevented from seeing her because of the blindfold sewn into the leather hood, Mistress D. moved so she was at the head of the bondage table I was secured to, so that she was standing next to my hooded head.She leaned downward, unzipping the front of her black vinyl cat suit, her breasts spilling out just over the mouth opening of the hood."Suck my nipples slave. Please your Mistress," she commanded. "Open your slutty mouth and make them hard."She began to move back and forth, first her left breast, then her right one, over the mouth opening of the hood. As she did this, my tongue rose upward, licking out to lick and swab her now rock hard nipples."That's enough slave, I've got something much better in mind for your mouth," she said.I next heard a swishing sound as she moved her left leg onto the table, thrusting her crotch downward towards my hooded face."Open your mouth slave. Wide. Or I'll tie it open," Mistress D. said sharply to me.As I complied with her order, I opened wide in anticipation of what was to come.She reached between her legs, now unzipping the crotch area of her black leather cat suit.My head still spinning wildly, in my minds eye I could see her hardening cock and her balls fall out and down, close to my face. I thought I could hear the sound of her manicured hand slowly stroking her perfect, pretty cock.Mistress D. spoke again, commanding actually, "Get your mouth on me, slave. Make my cock hard. Suck your Goddess before I head out to meet a new, prospective lover. .I raised my head, hungrily, eagerly, licking out again with my tongue, feeling for Mistress D. sweet cock that I so desperately needed to taste, to have in my mouth, to make hard as she commanded.I felt Mistress D, push down into my wide open, ravenously hungry, mouth."That's it, you love that don't you, slave? I know you love being restrained down here in my dungeon while I am upstairs going about my business, ignoring you until I decide to use you. Your fate totally in my hands while you wait oh so patiently for my control and my attention."Under the affect of the poppers still, I moaned loudly after Mistress D. spoke, not even pausing as I continued to lick and swab at her hard cock.As I ran my tongue over every inch of her, so as to get every inch, every taste of it in my mouth, I felt Mistress D's hips moving, pushing harder against my hooded face, her cock going ever deep into my slutty mouth, my need to please her growing with each second."You'd better keep me hard, you dirty slave, or else I'm going to whip you like I've never whipped you before," Mistress D. sighed softly.As I continued to swab and lick even harder, desperately trying to obey my perfect Goddess, I moaned loudly."Oh please, Mistress D., please, please pretty please will you whip your worthless cock sucker, even if I do a good job? Please? Your slave bitch needs so badly and so much to feel your divine wrath, your punishment for all of my transgressions."I heard Mistress D. laugh softly as she again thrust her hips forward, her cock going deeper in my open mouth, "We will see slave, we will see. Just keep that mouth and tongue of yours working on sucking me and keeping me hard. My new prospective bull is sitting at the coffee shop I told him to wait for me at, and he's as eager to see me as you appear to be as eager sucking me."Mistress D. moved still closer to my face as my mouth opened wider and my tongue slid over her hard cock to meet that movement. I felt her heavy, cum filled jewels against my lips as I sucked her ever deeper, the sweetness of her hard cock filling completely now my always hungry for her mouth.I imagined again her breasts and her nipples getting hard in the coolness of the dungeon How I wanted to lick and suck on her breasts yet again.As I thought of that, I continued to suck on her, my tongue swirling around her hardness, needing and wanting to make her cum and fill my mouth with her thick, sweet