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Cock commander

The command came "Be here at eight,
DO NOT be LATE."
So there I was alone at the gate,
knowing that it was going to be great.
I reached out pulled the string.
 Dong dong ding ding.
At first I knew the whip would sting,
but god did i want this thing.
Outside I lead a normal life.
However ever since I lost my wife,
I've craved an escape from daily strife.
Of which my outside was fully rife.
So as the gate creaked open a crack,
I was about to enjoy what I did lack.
My balls were blue tucked in my sack,
imagining that perfect rack.  
Two minutes to eight I was at the door
but I was made to wait two minutes more
and when it opened there on the floor
standing stately was my mistresses whore.
All in leather except a touch of lace
on her stocking tops and across her face.
There prepared to put me in my place
my cock was rock my pulse did race.
"Come closer cock" the whip it cracked,
I obeyed that broad was stacked.
Now you may think that I am wacked
for wanting my cute ass thwacked,
but I knew that if I allowed her to
I'd get to feast on her girlie goo,
and after the little abuse was through
she would let me cum inside her chute of poo.
"Get naked cock."  was the bitch's bark
I obeyed. crack! The whip. First mark.
Candlelight dancing off the leather-wear dark.
my dick standing out stiff and stark
A second lash and a little welt
I can not explain how good it felt.
"Kneel cock." she said.  So I immediately knelt.
My face right in front of where her femininity dwelt.
I used my teeth to get her zipper loose,
and as I did I sniffed pussy juice.
She had me then I was in her noose.
She was my Hera I was her Zeus.
"Eat me out cock." was her next command.
"Suck my sweet snatch right in to lala land."
I made her quiver so hard she just couldn't stand,
so she allowed me to tease my dink with my hand.
Now as she had creamed lying on the bed,
she demanded "Cock here now. I need give you head."
Wobbling on over her mouth I fuck fed.
Thank you much mistress, was all I said.
My hand in her box her mouth filled with cock,
she couldn't command, fuck she couldn't talk.
Soon I'd fuck her so silly that she couldn't walk.
The anticipation made me hard as a rock.
My mistress was gagging and loving my meat,
a leather clad lady, a bitch babe in heat.
But before I blew in to her hot mouth so sweet,
I pulled it on out so she'd allow me my treat.
Catching a breath I fucked myself in to her creamy crack.
First some strokes slow then full on attack.
I was almost ready to empty my sack,
so I raised her ass and in it did my meat her shit pack.
From the sight of her thigh high leather boots,
to her platinum hair with it's dark brown real roots,
only for me does she wear these leather suits.
So I'll take my stripes and put up with sore glutes.
Thank you my mistress, my lady, my Ell,
I'll be before you ever as soon as you yell.
This is the story, I hope to retell
For without you in my life, it would be pure hell.











 
Written by blackhyde
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