Cruel Mistress – The Pipe
Cruel Mistress – The Pipe
| Sex Story Author: | Destinydeltona |
| Sex Story Excerpt: | But I so wanted to please her. Again I tapped, and again. Finally, I decided I had to see her |
| Sex Story Category: | Fantasy |
| Sex Story Tags: | True Story |
First, me. I’m a 48 year old straight male sub that would do anything to please his Mistress. Although I am straight, with no bisexual or gay inclinations, I have been forced to perform gay acts. I’ll explain later. Also, I have a high tolerance for pain.
Next, my Mistress. She is a beautiful, well built 40+ year old professional Dominatrix. She is very cruel, but has a loving, caring side when appropriate, which is why I love her so much. I literally adore and worship her. The best thing about her is that she literally loves, and gets sexually excited, seeing me in pain or humiliation. The more pain or humiliation, the hornier she gets. Before you think I’ve found a unicorn, understand that this is a financial relationship. But we have formed a close bond.
Third, and lastly, the pipe. The pipe I’m referring to is mostly used for smoking crack cocaine. It’s a 4” long by 1/4” diameter hollow glass tube. To make it work, you place about 3/4 inch of ‘chore boy’ (google that) in the end and compress it until it stays in place. If you google crack pipe, it’s the one without the bulb at the end. The chore is then pushed inside the pipe about 1/8”, and the crack is placed on that. A lighter is held at the crack end, and you suck the smoke from the other end. Hold the lighter for about 20 seconds while you inhale, and 5 seconds later, the best high ever is produced. Now, I’m not recommending anyone start this habit. But I do it occasionally and enjoy it.
Now, onto the experience. I get a text one morning from Mistress, who tells me to make time to come by that evening for at least two hours. She said she had something very special planned. I was in a meeting so I didn’t get the text right away, so 15 minutes later she added “tonight will make me cum at least 10 times”. Whew, when I got that I knew it would either be extremely painful or extremely humiliating, or both. I responded when I could that I would be there and when.
I arrived at the appointed time and as always, removed my clothes in the foyer and waited. After a few moments Mistress greeted me with her usual glass of red wine, but this time, instead of one of her many Dominatrix outfits, she wore only a pair of cotton underwear. And these were wet at the front. OMG, she’s already horny.
Mistress commanded my to follow her to past the dungeon to the next room, which is modestly furnished with a queen sized bed, a mirrored dresser, and night stands. A pillow was placed against the headboard standing upright on the near side of the bed. On the nightstand I noticed a new pipe and about 8 pieces (a hit size each) of crack.
“What is happening”, I thought. This is unlike anything we’ve ever done. But my desire to please Mistress kept me focused.
“Now, use that pipe and take one hit” (of crack she meant). “ you’re going to need that”.
Oh no. This is going to be bad, but I picked up the pipe, loaded the crack on the chore end and lit the lighter. Inhaled, then bliss. Instantly compliant, and instantly horny (another side effect of crack). I held it in my lungs as long as possible, then slowly exhaled.
Mistress said “Now, if you’re a good little pain slut, you will be rewarded at the end. Sit on the bed with your back against the pillow, knees in bent and spread wide, feet together. “
I immediately positioned myself as she instructed, after which she grabbed both knees to spread the wider, and pulled my feet in closer to my body. This completely exposed my cock and balls to her, which I know she loves to torture. What am I in store for here? But by now I’m high, extremely horny, and only want to please Mistress.
Again, Mistress spoke. “I am going to take a hit, when I hand you this pipe, you are to do exactly what I instruct as soon as I instruct it. Do you understand slave?”
“Yes Mistress”…
Mistress loaded the pipe and took a long hit, inhaling deeply. She removed the pipe from her full, beautiful lips and held it while keeping her lungs full of the sweet intoxicant. Approximately 30 seconds pass, she exhales slowly, and hands me the pipe.
“You are to place the chore end of this pipe over your left nipple. You can test the heat by quickly tapping your nipple, but as soon as you can stand it, place it over your nipple and hold it there until I say remove it. Once it is in place, DO NOT remove it!!! Do you understand you little bitch?”
“Yes Mistress.”
My hand shaking, I quickly tapped my left nipple as instructed. Oh the sting of the heat. My hand shook worse.
“Tap again, every second!”
I tapped again, too much.
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