The Submissive Professor And His Dominatrix Student-(8)

Something To Remind You Of Me

Mistress Michelle, the cruel femdom dominatrix, left us alone for a few minutes. Jessica soothed my tears with gentle caresses and kisses and the warmth of her body against mine eventually made me hard again. When Michelle came back, Jessica was stroking my cock slowly while kissing me. Jessica screamed when the whip fell on her back.

“Look at these animals! I cannot leave you alone for 3 minutes without the both of you touching each other. Bitch you deserve that I put you in a room and have you gang banged by a group of men. You are two bitches in heat! Go back to your hotel room. And wait for my message tomorrow morning. However… I’m going to give you something to remind you of me. Stand up, hands on head……… NOW!”

Mistress Puts Me In A Cock Cage

I was defeated. Mistress Michelle, the cruel femdom dominatrix had definitely taken control and I had no desire to rebel. She grabbed my balls with both hands and twisted them which made me cry in pain. “Silence dirty whore … I forbid you to cum until tomorrow. But I don’t trust you to control yourself so there is only one way to ensure your obedience. I’m obligated to punish you!” “Mistress Michelle, please, don’t!”

The slap was as instantaneous as her fingers were grinding my balls.“Your dirty whore. You’re just a bitch in heat, a slut that thinks only of pussy. Your cock belongs to me now. Is that clear to you? Is it clear my whore ???”“Yes Mistress Michelle!,” I whispered. My eyes were fogged with tears under the pain of her hand squeezing my balls. I did not want to get a hard on at all and Michelle had no problem putting me in a cock cage.

My Thoughts On The Train

The click of the padlock enslaved me. I was overwhelmed with fear. Tomorrow I had to go home. What if Mistress did not release me ???? “A good whore should always wear panties. Hold this g-string my bitch, put that on!” Mistress instructed me to put on a g-string small enough to only cover my cock cage. I felt ridiculous and Mistress Michelle added, “You look like a drag queen.” “Come on, get out of my sight now! I prepared a little surprise for you. Tonight you’re going to be a queen.”

The trip to my hotel was terrible. I was wearing an anal plug, a thong, stockings and a cock cage feeling like everyone I saw on the train noticed. I assumed they knew when the looked at me with their little contemptuous smiles. Of course it was impossible, but I felt naked and the cock cage between my thighs was nothing natural. At least to me it didn’t seem natural.

A Knock In The Early Morning Hours Awoke Me From My Dreams

Between a call to my family and my efforts to appear natural, the rest of the evening was terrible. The memory of what transpired and the plug in my ass exacerbated my desire for sex and the cage deprived me of an erection … I found it difficult to sleep in spite of my body exhausted from the ordeal I went through. The knock at my door at 5am woke me from my restless dreams. I didn’t know where or who I was. When I opened the door, to my surprise it was Jessica. Her face marked by tears, makeup smeared all over her face, the smell of sex …. and an icy look. She handed me an envelope. A letter from Mistress Michelle.

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The Letter

“My whore …. Jessica is mine. She’s my dog, my thing. But she is also your Femdom Mistress in my absence. You are inferior to her and you owe her your obedience. I hope for you that she found you with the plug in your ass and your thong on … or you will be punished severely. Tonight the redheaded slut was offered to an assembly of males. She got fucked in the ass and pussy. She screamed in pain for a long time and I assume she did not enjoy herself. Less than an hour ago, cocks were still cumming in her holes and and all over her body. She stinks of cum. You’re going to give her a deep cleansing. And she has the right to enjoy it this time.”

Jessica’s look did not show any disapproval. “Hands on your head …. Now you’re a whore to me. And I want to hurt you!” She had taken my belt from the back of the chair and she slapped my ass with it strong enough to make me groan. “You have the right to scream … I like it and it makes me wet to see you in pain … But don’t be too loud. Remember where we are.” The blows fell on my ass. Jessica circled around me, whipping my ass, sometimes my chest or my thighs.

A Facesitting Session

I resisted the pain as best as I could, groaning as little as possible. I was exhausted. Too many emotions, sensations, too little sleep. But I was thinking about what Jessica had endured. Worse than me if I believed Michelle’s words …. The blows ceased. ”Lay on the ground bitch, you are going to clean me! I’m filled with hot cum … you’re gonna lick me.”, Jessica said. She sat down on my face. It was a sticky, odorous facesitting session. She stunk of cum, the sperm … it ran down her pussy and ass … and her thighs were smeared with long trails of cum.

I had to overcome my disgust, stick my tongue in her pussy, lick, swallow and clean her …. She rubbed my mouth with her pussy and opened her buttocks wide. “Hmmm stick your tongue deeper my whore, suck me, lick the cum … suck the sperm … hmmm you like that eh … lick your femdom mistress clean … hmmmm yes….Ahhhhh keep going whore … you will make me cum …. Ahhhhhhhhhh!” Jessica came several times. She relaxed and called me her love, her whore, her bitch of pleasure … came on my mouth, directed by my tongue … my beautiful redheaded femdom goddess dominated me and my love for her overcame me.

Now I Have No Limits

No matter how degrading the sperm was that defiled her, it didn’t matter that she got fucked by other men … At this moment, I was hers, just to her. It was I who made her cum. My disgust was far away, my taboos fell one after the other. I wanted everything, no limits … just to be with her. My cock enlarged in its cage and I was in continuous pain from being locked in this cage. The frustration was new to me. And I cried by squeezing Jessica in my arms, kissing her mouth, licking her breasts covered with whitish trails. She left me without a word at 7:15am.

I collapsed on the floor of my room, still weeping over my fate about what I was going to become, wiped out by doubts, questions …. And above all, the lack of Jessica, the pain of her absence. I was only running on half a tank. The wait was going to be unbearable. Meanwhile, I was shattered.

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