Madame Louise Beautiful and Gifted was Born to be a Dominatrix!

Dominatrix

Dazzled by Louise!

I met Louise just now, in the escalator! I paid attention to my bag of provisions or anything else, without seeing this tall, beautiful woman tanned in very high heels. She seemed to be born to be a dominatrix! She had set foot on the escalator just in front of me. When I turned to look up …

I almost pricked my nose in: splendid buttocks, molded in tight jeans. They stretched the canvas with all their roundness.

A wasp waist, above, up and down, long thighs, opulent, tight in their canvas case of Nimes … vision absolutely fantastic.

Throughout the ascent, I walked through this mastercloth, guessing the skin stretched underneath, no panties, she wears a string or not.

She had not seen me, busy on her side to keep the balance on her stilts: sandals with gilded flanges very fine, stilettos stilettos posed dangerously on the metallic streaks of the step of stairs. Correcting his unstable position, his feet made tiny movements, like little trembling animals that I dreamed of caressing.

I do not know what perfume she wore, but sweat of perspiration, even more intimate, mingled with her fragrance. In reality, it exhaled a heady odor (a base of honeysuckle, no doubt) tinged with a more acid component, simply a smell of sex.

Invitation to coffee

In the monotony of the motionless movement of the crowd on the escalator, my sensitive sense of smell and dream-like vision triggered a fantasy, I almost visualized the sweat between her thighs. I plunged myself into it as if in a warm spring on the flanks of the volcano, breathing in the lungs the strong acid odor of her hot sex, I was soaked, stuck, suffocating in a tempest of desire.

Recovering consciousness at the end of this silent storm, I was a prisoner, definitely a captive of this apparition!

Fucking, what. How was I going to get out of it … it feels the three months of depression, at the bottom.

UNLESS ?!?…

I have stammered a compliment not very funny, like “you are decorative”, an invitation to drink a cafe-coffee or a co-cognac, but you are not obliged, so I will commit suicide tonight but not Really because of that, I have other reasons, do not be guilty, etc.

SHE HAS SOURI!

And here we are face-to-face, waiting for our cups.
She smiled at her say fifty teeth (as much as her age). His lips tighten, illuminate his face and become a thin jewel in pure charm for this necklace of fifty pearls.

If only it was a DOMINATRICE !!!

The wonderful wrinkles that embellish her cheeks and the tip of her eyes seem to have been drawn by years of smiling.
In this face of an angel, is there no mockery? From the distance, in any case, the air of saying “you make me laugh, but nothing more, keep your distance. “

The enormous, moving and moving mass of her long curly hair, brown and silky forms an aureole that accentuates the delicacy of her features, her eyes like two shining and warm brown almonds.

Her hands are fine and neat, without ostentation, her feet, my God!
The straps of her pumps show the perfection of the fingers, thin and mobile, a thousand times more beautiful than the most beautiful feet in the world!

Ooups, that’s it, after swimming between her thighs, I fly …

But it is her beauty that invades the body with power, entering through my eyes, my ears, my nose, she takes me by force, I think only of one thing: become her slave, crawling at her orders , Receive his punishments, his cries, his insults …

Ah, to be humiliated by this fascinating creature!

I have been abused, beaten, slapped and trampled, but I feel like I would suffer everything, absolutely everything, just for her to look at me for another minute like that.
She looks amused, relaxed, maybe a distraction for her in a dreary day.
If I could become her toy, if she could use me, abuse me.

In short: if only it was a DOMINATRICE !!!

Proposal for submission

I must throw myself into the water: anyway, if we stay with the platitudes of vanilla seduction, I do not weigh heavily beside all these young people who pass and make great efforts not to have the air To look at it.
One thing is certain: she sees them perfectly, all of them.
But his magnificent eyes only arise (a fraction of a second) only on the most beautiful. Twenty-five year old physical sculptures with molded muscles in their t-shirts … I can not fight, it’s obvious …

My only weapon is my submission: run, Jean-Louis!

– I’ll look a little fast, but what do you expect from a man like me, stranger, not very beautiful, while all these jackals …

– AHAHA! These jackals, as you go! You are jealous ? They could all be my sons, and I know them by heart!

“Then it was my difference that made you accept this coffee?” Long live the difference, then!

“Maybe … maybe, too, I’ll be direct to avoid any misunderstanding at first, that you do not attract me at all.Excuse me, but I like the frankness, even to appear brutal.

– Oh, do not apologize, I’m a feminist and I do not see why brutality would remain eternally masculine.

– Aaaah … you mark a point, sir … Sir?

“Jean-Louis, to serve you!”

– To serve me … old expression, that. You are really old, old man! About serving, they arrive, these coffees?I’m Louise, but I do not like my first name. On the other hand, I tutoie quite easily, Jean-Louis, so excuse me in advance if I tell you “you”.

Madame Louise, furious panther!

– No problem, ma’am. So these jackals bore you?

– Oh, I’m frank and direct with you (oops), if you were not there, I would have followed this beautiful Italian, there in front, who persists in smoking without looking at me. I told you (oops again) that you did not attract me, so I can tell you a secret: I am Franco-Senegalese and I kept a very sexual temperament from Africa. Women there rarely spend a day without at least one or two orgasms At 57, I still calmed down a bit, and I sincerely prefer to talk a little with you rather than go jumping by the first cock that heats my stomach, AHAHAHAAA!

– Oh, it makes you warm the belly, this little con …

– NO BUT DISPONENT, OCCUPY YOUR TIEN, VENTRE! And I’m polite! Do You think you’re exciting me? You must be calm! You can see that he has made me wet! If you want to know, I just met him just before taking the escalator. I know myself and I assume, figure yourself, no need for your comments of old frustrated! Yes, I still wet, I rub my thighs envy, I sweat, my pussy feels , my armpits too, my whole body to the feet! And I love this smell of desire, my smell, I feel myself, Madame Louise.

Now, if it bothers you I’m talking about “wet” or my “cat”, let’s stick with it.

The panther softens!

“A thousand apologies, madam, is that I am disturbed by your beauty! You are right, I have no reason to make that remark.

Your private life, and more generally the intimacy of women, is sacred to me.  I really think you are superior to us in many ways.

As for your body odor, I find it divine, magical. I would like to see you again, or rather not leave you to get drunk of this perfume.

Louise passes from her furious panther’s air to her front face, the smiling fairy. His eyes fill with tenderness:

– Excuse me, Jean-louis … forgive me for shocking you. When I’m in need, my roots take over and I’m like a wild, irascible, bad!

That said, I confess that it amused me to play like a lioness with an old wounded baboon like you!
I’m not a wild beast … but maybe a sadistic perverse who is unaware?

(If she knew how I would like !!!!!!!)

In fact, to tell you everything, it’s not this guy who “heated my belly”, it’s inside me.
He, he just triggered … let’s say envy, the beginning, a desire, a need, even. Need to release my energy, in short, to enjoy, simply.
But when I am in this state, if I meet a stranger who pleases me (excuse me for repeating it: NOT YOU) I get my enjoyment very quickly! Even though I am often dismayed by the insignificance of the act. A big machine, a victorious attitude, a cigarette after, a total absence of good manners!

Madame Louise is mocking!

“Ah, we come back to my question, Madame Louise. What would you like, what is for you the ideal behavior of the sexual partner, or rather the one that will make you enjoy? Have you ever met with them?

“You’re going to burn your wings!” Why do you want to know that, little snooper? For the nth time, I repeat that you do not attract me at all. I accepted this coffee precisely thinking that it would calm my urgent desire.
Do you see the level of confidences I’m making you? It’s because I’m missing, okay?
Madame Louise confides, because words calm me!

So much the worse for you, if you fall in love with Madame Louise, you will suffer, final point. Ahahaha, I’ll tell you, it’s exciting to play with you, it’s better since I torture you!

“To suffer by you would not suffer, Madame.”

– Mmmmmmh, I do not know how I have to take it … Anyway, the perfect partner, I never had it. As a man, he must be polite, considerate, respectful, especially of my private life … a little like you, ahaha!

Nan, I light you … sorry. Your belly is heating up, is not it? Let’s see…

Louise does an incredible thing. Leaving her right sandal, she put her foot on my fly. It so happens that I do not strip at all, too impressed with the situation. She feels, makes a pout of disappointment … bursts out laughing and adopts a mocking attitude.

At least, she enjoys herself and seems to discover a new type of man. Good point for me, that. Before she can take it away, I can not help but restrain her fine, long foot with all the sweetness my hands are capable of.

Small foot massage

– Madame Louise, leave me your foot for a moment, just a little massage …
You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met …

– I know. I am very beautiful.
Thank you for this massage. It’s nice, I needed it, with these shoes a little tight with heels too high.
Hhmmmm …
Say, you put your heart on it, it’s not relaxing physiotherapy, it’s passion! …
Oouiiii, it’s there, I’m there … you’re in love, AHAHAHAA!
You’re done, then. No hope. Too old.

“Madame, do not think of that.” Let’s have a drink, will you?
Boy, two double cognacs! I apply myself because I see that you love … and I like your look, you are like a queen who accepts the care that one of her subjects gives her …
But please, continue: what would you like That a man should do to you, if he were entirely at your command?

Cognacs are coming. Louise swallows her with a stroke and holds the boy by the sleeve, showing him his empty glass.

– Delicious.

The glass … and the massage.
Let’s see … a man at my command … let’s say a servant, what. Your question amuses me, I never asked myself. I am a sensual, feet on earth …

EXCEPT AT THIS TIME AHAHAHA!

Not a dreamer, I have to make efforts to imagine the situation …
Sure, he will have to massage my feet as you do, very often, with creams, essential oils, but also adore them, kiss them with respect …

You say “at my command”? So this beautiful Mediterranean stallion, over there, is supposed to obey me without question? So I’d like to have them licked, feet, it seems that it is divinely good!

But … Jean-Louis, you make me say anything!

The gates of heaven open!

Immediately, I drop my teaspoon and drop to pick it up. There, the gates of paradise open before me.
I hold back so as not to scare him, a few kisses, first of all my lips, then I put my mouth in the sensitive places. Just above the toes, by slightly arching him to relax, then to the malleoli, Gently folding the foot in the other direction …
I try to lightly tongue under the plant … I feel it shudder … then I lick as widely as possible, I know it gives the impression of a soft and warm soles.

She stirs upstairs, and laughs again and again, but do not repulse me. On the contrary, she presses her foot on my tongue and seems to want more!

Then I suck the end of the fingertips … arriving on the thumb, my tongue in point comes to be inserted like the bridle of a flip-flop, and successively in each interstice. Crisped at first, she yields, uttering sighs of surprise without ceasing to laugh at the splinters, then spreads them as far as possible, seeking sucking. Its perspiration, abundant, intoxicates me, it smells strong but good, it is warm and salty, it is a treat …
To finish (time presses all the same) I swallow the entire toe in my mouth and I suck with frenzy, I hear a little cry of surprise.

Lovers of Madame Louise’s feet

Louise is laughed at by the situation! I adore this natural side, this laugh of a little girl who giggles to make a stupidity.

Especially that in the meantime, the boy carried her second cognac with an astounded look … she did the same “cul-sec” and returned the waiter with the same empty glass!

She leans to speak to me under the table:

AHAHAHA! This is called “taking me literally”! Obviously, you are in love with my feet too! AHAHA what a funny thing! …
I confess I am surprised! We are in full, in your question! …
Let’s see …

(I see her carelessly pass her hand between her legs … go up …)

Yes, I must say that it excites me, to have a Jean-Louis at my service, ahahaha!

She pulls her foot out of my mouth and gets up. His foot returns between my legs, for verification … no need to feel long, I have an erection of all the devils!

“Hold on, Monsieur Jean-Louis the lover, here is a positive reaction!” It is to obey me, which excites you?You’re not my type, but I’m excited about having a servant!

Ah, do you like that, old pervert? … Take care of the other foot of your boss!

And I warn you, with this third cognac that frees me, I have other cravings that come to me.

To be continued

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One comment on “Madame Louise Beautiful and Gifted was Born to be a Dominatrix!
  1. Excellent. ( je suis français)
    hope to read more soon. Thank you for this nice sharing !

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