FETISHTAINMENT Femdom & Fetish - Miss Lilly: Im going to ride his slaves face with my pussy.

Miss Lilly: I'm going to ride his slave's face with my pussy. I'm going to take off my red panties and ride my slave's face with my bare pussy. I'm going to stimulate myself on him and let him lick my wet pussy and ass. I want to rub my pussy on his face and squeeze his face between my ass cheeks so he can inhale the scent. I go crazy riding a face like that, and my pussy starts to throb and wants more and more. I want to ride your face too. Come here and make it available!

As Miss Lilly disrobes, her slave can't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and terror. His heart races as he watches her remove her panties, revealing her perfectly sculpted pussy. The scent of her arousal fills the air, making it difficult for him to breathe. He knows she's going to ride his face, and he doesn't know if he's ready for it.

Miss Lilly straddles his face, positioning her pussy just above his mouth. She leans forward, her hands braced on either side of his head. "Are you ready for me, slave?" she asks, her voice dripping with erotic menace. He nods, unable to speak past the thickness in his throat. She starts to lower herself onto his face, and he braces himself for the sensation of her warm, wet pussy pressing against his skin. But before she does, she pauses.

"First," she says, her voice somehow both sultry and commanding, "you will need to prove that you are worthy of my attention. Prove it to me by licking my asshole clean. Do not touch my pussy or try to make me cum until I say so." She gives him a wicked smirk before slowly lowering herself onto his face, securing him beneath her perfect ass cheeks.

He begins to lick her asshole, working up a rhythm as he tastes her musk. It's an intoxicating flavor, one that makes him even more aroused than he already is. He hopes that this will be enough to please her, to make her ride his face and give him the pleasure he craves. He continues to lick and tonguethe tight entrance, trying his best to make it taste as clean as possible.

After what feels like an eternity, Miss Lilly finally speaks. "Very good, slave. Now you may taste my pussy." Her words send shivers down his spine, and he can feel his cock pulsing against her thigh. Slowly, she lifts herself off of his face, positioning herself above him once more. She thrusts her hips forward, pushing her throbbing clit against his lips. He opens his mouth, taking her entire pussy into his mouth as he begins to suck on her swollen bud.

As he sucks, he feels her hips begin to buck wildly. She's getting closer, he knows. He flicks his tongue against her clit, applying just the right amount of pressure. He can feel her juices dripping down his throat, and he can't help but moan in pleasure. She's close, he can feel it, and the thought of making her cum sends shivers down his spine.

Miss Lilly cries out as she comes, her pussy clenching around his face. He continues to suck on her clit, drawing out every last drop of her sweet nectar. When she finally comes down from her orgasm, she lifts herself off of him, breathing hard. "Well done, slave," she purrs, running her fingers through his hair. "Now, it's time for you to enjoy the fruits of your labor." She lowers herself onto his face once again, this time allowing him to taste her sweet, wet pussy as she rides him hard.

As he tastes her, he can feel his own cock throbbing in anticipation. He knows that this is what he's been waiting for, and he's going to savor every second of it. He laps at her pussy, sucking on her clit as she rides him harder and harder. She's moaning now, her hips bucking wildly against his face. He can feel the heat of her body, the steady thump of her heart against his ears. This is what he lives for, this is what he craves.

As she comes down from her third or fourth orgasm, she finally relents, allowing him to taste her cum as well. It's salty and bitter, but he doesn't mind. He drinks in every last drop, savoring the taste of his mistress's pleasure. When she's finally spent, she lifts herself off of him, catching her breath. "You may lick my pussy clean now," she purrs.

He dives in, licking her pussy clean as she watches him with a satisfied smile. When he's finished, she reaches down, grabbing a handful of his hair. "Thank you, slave," she whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. "That was...mmm, that was everything I needed." He shivers at her touch, feeling both humbled and exhilarated by their encounter. As she stands up, she pulls him to his feet, wrapping her arms around him. "Now go catch your breath," she says with a wink. "You've earned it." And with that, she disappears into her bedroom, leaving him standing there, catching his breath and wondering what she has planned next.

As he catches his breath, he can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. He has pleased his mistress, and that's all that matters. Whether she rides his face again tomorrow or next week, he knows that he will be ready. For now, he contented himself with the knowledge that he has made her happy, and that's enough to make him smile.