a new Mistress 5

The 5th Thursday finally arrived. I had to make myself drive the speed limit. I was a mess. I was consumed by Natasha. I felt bad about cheating on my wife but obviously not bad enough to stop. I was as good to her as always; maybe even better because of guilt. Always had sex with her when she wanted and always waited for her to “tell” me to cum.

I just could not stop think about Natasha. If I could find a way to become her bitch permanently without hurting my wife…. I was still very much in love with my wife…I was just consumed by Mistress Natasha.

I forced myself to calm down and entered her foyer and stripped, as usual, folded my clothes and went into her living room. She sat naked, at the edge of the sofa: “Come to me pet and sit before me.” Her legs were spread wide and her limp cock and low hanging balls deliciously hung toward the floor. I sat between her legs and stared at her jewels.

She smiled down at me and commanded me to open my mouth. She forced both of her balls and the tip of her cock into my mouth. I groaned and closed my eyes for a moment then I began to suck them as best I could. Out of the corner of my eye I saw an empty gallon jug of spring water. Apprehension gripped me and she pulled herself from my mouth.

“I am your Goddess.”

“Yes, you are my Goddess Natasha.”

“I think I shall call you Nikki from now on.