a new Mistress 4

The week between Thursday’s had become agonizing. Weekends no longer mattered. All I could think of was a couple of hours on Thursday nights with Mistress Natasha.

I rushed to her house and tore my clothes off, leaving them in a pile in her foyer. I burst into her living room, thinking she was in the bedroom, and froze. She was sitting on the sofa. For some reason I placed my hands in front of my dick and balls and shepishly looked at her. She smiled at me and shook her head.

“Covering up? Surprised?”

“Yes…no!” I dropped my hands to my sides, “A little surprised Mistress….”

“Come to me pet.”

I slowly walked to her and waited for her command. She pointed at her left bullet nipple, “Kiss Mommy right here.” I leaned in and kissed her nipple, following her command I kissed her right nipple. She put her foot against my balls and pushed me away from her. “Want to suck my Goddess tits?”

“Ye…yes Mistress.”

“Want to fondle and suck and lick my Goddess tits?”

“Oh, yesss Goddess!”

“Not yet bitch!” She pounced like a big cat and smacked my semi-erect dick. I moaned at the sharp pain and whimpered at being teased. My dick shrank and my warm balls hung lower than my stinging penis.

She squeezed my balls and hissed at me, “Naughty little bo…no, naughty little girl.” I cringed and my knees slightly buckled from the grip she had on my balls. “You’re my sissy birch and will do what I say.”

I grimaced as she tightened her grip and nodded my head, “Ye…yes Mis…Mistress.”

She squeezed my balls harder and I dropped to my knees, her thick, hard cock at my mouth oozing pre-cum.