The Professor Who Submitted to His Dominating Student Mistress Caroline – Part 7
Mistress Caroline, domineering ruler, came to stand behind me. Her hands stroking my ass, playing to spread my globes, wandering on my tail stretched for a quick swing back and forth. She took her time, relishing her future possession.
-Hmmmm I love this moment. To de-flower a little ass almost virgin, it grays my lope. I’m going to kiss you, open you, dilate. I’ll teach you to enjoy it in the ass, my bitch. I’ll make you love it. Ennia, get in front of her, and shaked a little to excite him. Even though he obviously doesn’t need it.
Ennia sat down in the armchair facing me. A leg passed on each arm, I had the best view of her wet pussy where she was already running her fingers. She stood up, brought the armchair closer and whispered to me, planting her eyes in mine:
How about some sodomy
– Look at me … do not let go of my gaze. I want to live your first sodomy in your eyes please. Offer me this my heart ….
She resumed her position. Her pussy soaked 20 cm from my face. She called me “my heart.” I felt a wave of pure love overwhelm me. How could I feel that now, naked, on all fours on a coffee table, ass greased with lubricant, an enormous dildo getting ready to fuck me. I no longer mastered anything, certainly not my emotions. I stared at Ennia when Mistress Caroline put her big glans on my ring.
-Pushing my lope well, I’ll take it. Gently, because it’s your first time. Enjoy it, I will not always be so accommodating. I like to kiss my little whores without hesitation. Come on now, open up for me. ”
Mistress Caroline pushes the limit
Mistress grabbed my hips and increased her pressure. I felt my resistance fade away and the penis penetrated me. I cried out in pain. I felt open, sure that I was torn, that I was already bleeding. I was short of breath. Only the intensity of Ennia’s gaze allowed me to hold on. Mistress Caroline pursued her possession, millimeter by millimeter.
-Hmmmm you passed the hardest part my bitch. I opened you. Oh damn I liked that …. To kiss a guy. I think that’s the thing that makes me the wetest in the world. Go my bitch … gently …. You see, I slide better. You soften well.
I gasped, moaned, my eyes fogged with tears. I was hurting, but I didn’t want to give up. I had waited, hoped for that moment for so long. I had dreamed it so many times. And I couldn’t imagine a better scenario, or better conditions.
Inwardly, I thanked Caroline, Ennia, heaven and hell. I thanked the whole world for allowing me to live this. Mistress Caroline was slow and short back and forth. She was right, the pain went away a little and I felt the dildo slide more easily. Gently, she penetrated each time a little more deeply. His hands were caressing my buttocks, my hips. I surprised myself to stretch my ass towards this stake that was causing me stuffing, and Mistress Caroline appreciated it.
-Hmmm but that’s how you like it !! I knew it, you’re a tail. Happy to be fucked by beautiful Mistresses. You love it … look, you come to fuck yourself! A real bitch in heat. Come on … I’m pretty close.
Motivation goes a long way
It motivated me by a few sound slaps on my ass. I moaned, and I felt totally gone. I was elsewhere. I was no longer myself, or so, I was. I was fucked, without any restraint. It was not groans of pain that came out of my mouth.
The pleasure, more cerebral than physical at this moment, was gaining ground. Mistress knew it, she knew it. She played it, possessed me. I was happy to be able to offer Mistress Caroline the victory, happy with what I read in Ennia’s look. She smiled at me, she too had her eyes fogged. She later confided to me that my discomfort had upset her. That the emotion I had lived was so intense that she felt it too through my eyes.
– Hmmm my bitch, I kiss you well. You’re well open. Come on, you can do better than that my whore. Offer to your Mistress.
Caroline kissed me with more ardor. She retired completely (I had the impression of having the ass gaping) and sank again with less and less sweetness. I moaned continuously, oscillating between pain and a physical pleasure that was increasingly allied to my cerebral pleasure. The slaps rained on my ass, not really painful, and I did my best to offer myself to my Mistress. Her dildo stuffed me completely. Mistress Caroline slipped her hand under my chest and grabbed my nipples. She pinched, then pulled me to her, straightening my bust while stretching and rolling my spikes between her fingers. I loved this caress. And I let out a real groan of pleasure. Mistress Caroline brought me little by little towards the enjoyment, fucking my ass !!!
– Ennia, stop wanking yourself and suck his cock. We will make him enjoy. Go lope, let go, enjoy and show me that you like it!!!
All about Me
Ennia fell on her knees and put my tail in her mouth. This burning contact failed to make me squirt. Mistress Caroline kissed me harder and harder, without letting go of my nipples that she tortured between her fingers. Ennia’s tongue, her fingers that masturbated me, caressed my balls, her mouth that came and went to the rhythm of the dildo that stuffed me .. all this made me explode in a long cry of pleasure and I emptied on the Tongue of my reddish goddess. A devastating orgasm, of an intensity that I had never known before. Mistress withdrew from my ass and fell on the carpet. Ennia comes to lie on me, and slowly glued her mouth full of my cum on mine for a long game of tongue, a kiss of tenderness.
Tenderness I have never felt
– I enjoyed, I have enjoyed at the same time as you, without needing to touch me. When you unloaded, when you shouted, what I felt was so strong, that I left completely. You know, I think I …. ”
I interrupted him in a breath … murmuring in my turn, my eyes plunged into hers:
– Chuuuttt …. I beseech you … do not say it … not now. Me too. But I do not have the strength to hear it, please Ennia ….
And I burst into tears. A flood of tears that I could not stop. I had never cried like that. It was as if all my frustrations, my questions, my anxieties … all the weight that I had dragged on for so many years was evacuating. Ennia hugged me, stroked my hair, whispered soothing words. His warmth made me feel good and I knew that I could let myself go. It’s scary that I let myself go. Let me die, to be better reborn here and now.