Mistress Ursula

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Sci-Fi and Fantasy Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

"You....come to me....now!" Mistress Ursula demanded from her client. What was he to do? He had no choice in the matter. Standing there, only in his underwear with a collar around his neck. A chain from the collar being held by Mistress Ursula.

Giving the collar a yank, Mistress Ursula again commands her subject to come closer to her. He obeys and slowly walks towards her.

Mistress Ursula stops him by holding the end of her riding crop to his chin. She then slides the riding crop under his chin, down his chest and stops at his waist.

"Do you like what I am wearing?" she asks her client as she pokes him in the stomach with the riding crop.

"Yes. You look seductively ravishing Mistress Ursula." he says.

Mistress Ursula is wearing a blood red satin blouse with the top three buttons undone. Her cleavage shows a black bra.

A black leather skirt with black fishnet stockings along with black open toed sling back stilettos.

"Don't I always look ravishing?" she said. Then she cracks the riding crop across her clients ass. "SNAP!"

"Oh yes my beauty. Always." he says with a wince of pain in his voice.

"On your knees bitch!" she commanded, cracking the riding crop on his thigh.

The client gets on his knees. Mistress Ursula takes he left foot and rubs her shoe on the side of his face. Then the other side of his face. . "Lick the leather on my shoe scumbag!" The client takes the foot in his hand an begins to lick the shoe.

Mistress Ursula steps back and removes the shoe off her foot. She rubs her foot into the face of her client. Working her toes on his nose, pressing tightly so its hard for him to breath. To breath in only the nylon and odor from her foot.

"Kiss my toes!" He does what he is asked to do. Gently kissing each toe.

"Take your tongue and lick my sole loser!"

He does what he is ordered to do. He licks her foot with his tongue the way a person licks an ice cream cone.

Several minutes of foot licking and toe sucking goes by. "ENOUGH!" Mistress Ursula yells. With her nylon covered foot, she pushes him over. He is now on his back.

Leaning over him, Mistress Ursula takes her riding crop and rubs his nipples with it. Working her way down, she rubs his swollen dick, pressing against his underwear. She stands up and with her nylon covered foot, begins to rub his dick.

"You like this, don't you...sick boy?" she says as her foot plays with his dick.

"Yes Mistress Ursula. It feels so good."

She stops giving him a foot job and slams her foot on his stomach.

"AHH!" yelps her client.

"It's not to make you feel good! Only I can feel pleasure! YOU PLEASURE ME!" she yells as she gives the chain to his collar a pull.

"Yes Mistress Ursula" he whimpers.

Mistress Ursula orders him up from the floor and to follow her. He does what he is ordered to do.

Mistress Ursula ties his out stretched arms to poles. Arms and legs spread wide, his back is exposed. In her hand she has a soft satin cloth. She gently rubs the cloth all over his back and arms. Ass and thighs.

"See, I can be gentle if I want to be....but only for a short time " Mistress Ursula said with a devilish tone to her voice.

She reaches in a drawer and pulls out a wooden paddle. She rubs the wooden paddle along her clients back. Then ass and finally his thighs.

She then gives him ten whacks with the paddle on his ass. With each blow, he lets out a yelp.

"Oh, stop being such a big baby." she scolds him. "Yes Mistress Ursula,"

Putting the paddle on the dresser, she now takes her long candy apple red finger nails and rakes his back with them. Up and down, up and down. From one side to another. In circles and figure eights. She lets her nails mark up his back.

"Ah, Mistress Ursula, I deserve this." he says with his head arched back and his dick still hard. Mistress Ursula notices the hard dick and rakes it with her nails.

"OHHH! Mistress Ursula!"

She unties him from the poles and has him turn around so he is facing forward. She ties him up to the poles and proceeds to pull down his underwear. Seeing his hard dick, Mistress Ursula gives it several strokes, then stops.

Taking her riding crop, she taps his balls with it. Then give his dick several more strokes.

She turns around and pulls up her skirt. She rubs her ass crack along his hard throbbing dick.

"You would love to fuck me....wouldn't you?"

"Yes Mistress Ursula, very much."

She stopped rubbing her ass on his dick and turn to face him. She slapped his dick with the palm of her hand.

"AHHH!" the client whimpered.

"Not today...not today."

After saying that, she walked out of the room, leaving him tied up with a hard dick wanting to cum.

Mistress Ursula returned 20 minutes later. She saw his dick was limp. Her client hung his head down his chest. She untied him and told him to get dress and be on his way.

As he was getting dressed, he asked Mistress Ursula, " Same time next Thursday?"

"You better make it an hour later. I have my psychology class on Thursday.

Submitted: August 03, 2020

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