It had been close to a month and there had been no appearance of this new mistress, nor the Angel or devil that had been replaced. You tried many things to try to summon me. You would put yourself into precarious situations, like bent under the library desk with a short tiny skirt, hoping I would appear to fuck you so hard you would scream, drawing the Librarian to come quiet you down. Or there was the time you were in your room and you had been trying to tie yourself up using some new ropes you had purchased. These were just a few of the times and just so you know, I watched you each and every time.

The one thing that you seemed to forget was I was your mistress, not the other way around. You don’t summon me when you want, you don’t own me or command me. Maybe if you begged properly, I might grace you with my presence, but up to this point you had failed to do even that.

Today, however, was different. You may not realize how or why it was different though. As you spent a lazy day inside, you hadn’t thought about me, beckoned me, or anything close. Maybe you were starting to think that I wasn’t real, or it had all just been some fantasy that left you feeling used and fulfilled. Whatever the reason though, it made today the perfect opportunity for our next play session.

As you sat in your bedroom, you looked out and for the first time in the day, the sun was barely peeking out behind the many rain clouds. This Saturday had been rainy and dreary, washing away any plans to go outside, even for a quick walk. You were dressed in just a t-shirt and a short pair of black shorts that hugged your hips and nice round ass. Your hair was down and loose curls ran through the long length. You were lounging on your bed, laying on your stomach as you scrolled through your phone. Your legs were spread a bit and both were bent at the knee, holding your feet up in the air as different sounds played from the videos you scrolled through.

Out of nowhere, you feel the cool material of my high heel boots against a bit of your stomach that your shirt wasn’t covering and down past your shorts. Then you feel as my hips hug against your back. In a flash, one of my hands reaches out and grips into your loose hair, grabbing a nice handful of it and pulling it back so your vision moves from your phone. My other hand moves and covers your eyes.

Your sight goes dark as my hand curls around both of your eyes. You feel the tug on your hair and immediately you want to fight the grasp and pull, but the strength and surprise overwhelms you. You hadn’t heard anyone enter the room or felt anything else, but now you felt trapped. You cry out into the room in a loud voice, “Take anything that you want that I have just leave me alone!”

Hearing this, I smile widely, knowing that I am only here for you. I pull again on your hair and use my hand over your eyes to lift your head back towards me more. I bend down and curl in close to your ear. “But all I want is you!” I whisper in a soft sultry voice that floods deep into your mind.

You hear my voice and recognize it immediately. The fear and panic subside from you, replaced by excitement and wonder. The past memory flashed across your mind and you felt an ache swelling inside of you. You accepted the fact that I was here and you were ready to submit to my every order.

Knowing that you were aware it was me who had you, I lifted up a bit and let my hands go. My hands moved around and clasped your shoulders. I pulled you over, spinning you around, to where your back was now on your bed. Your emerald green eyes stared up through your glasses up into my violet ones. My hands then gripped along the neck of your t-shirt. My fingers clasped the fabric and then pulled apart. The stitches in the clothing started to rip and tear as my hands were moving farther apart. Between my hands I could see your silky white skin, the valley between your big tits starting to appear. Soon the entire front of the shirt had been split. I pushed the two sides over so that your bare chest and stomach were now on display for me.

Now that you were staring up at me, you smiled up at me. You listened to the tearing of the shirt on your chest as you felt my hands wrench it apart. You took in large deep breaths, the want of my touch pushing the anticipation to show through your breathing. With the shirt no longer covering your chest you pulled your arms out of the sleeves.

As I sat atop you, my crotch hovering right above yours. My hands then moved up to your breasts. My fingertips grazed over your sensitive skin, barely touching your soft flesh. Then, as my hands squeezed into both of your tits, my fingers closed in around the perfectly pink nipples on each of the peaks. My sharp black, pointed nails then started to rake across the smooth skin. I pushed the pointed nails till they caused your skin to depress. Each of the pointed nails then clasped around the pointed pink nubs that protruded.

A sharp pinching pain erupted from your nipples and rippled through the tissue under the skin of both your breasts. You cried out a moan at both the pain and pleasure as it reverberated from my touch. You pushed your chest up into the air, trying to relieve some of the pain that was pulsing through you.

I switched from the pointed fingernails to the sides of my pointer fingers and the tip of my thumbs. These fingers found the sensitive tips of your nipples and squeezed together. I felt the give as I pressed in with the fingers. With a tight hold of both nipples, I started to shake up and down on your breasts. I watched as your tits shook and jiggled as I used the nipples to control the movement. Then as my hands finished shaking your tits, I bent down bringing my head close by, my violet colored eyes staring into your emerald green ones, a devilish smirk curled across my lips.

Your nipples get a bit of relief as my nails pull back, but it is soon replaced by the feeling of my fingers gripping and squeezing the sensitive ends. You feel as your breasts are moved and jiggled on your chest and you feel your nipples being pulled and stretched a bit. Different sensations echo throughout your body at the pain and pleasure. As you feel your breasts coming to a rest, you stare deeply into my eyes as I bend down. The look across my face shows you that I have something planned, you just aren’t certain what that is at first.

As I bend down a bit closer, my fingers leave your nipples, giving them a break from the torture that has already been inflicted on them. My hands sink down, working to grasp as much of your large tits in my grasp. Both of my hands curl around, my fingertips sinking into the soft but firm tissue and flesh. Still looking deep into your eyes, my mouth gets near the top of your left breast. My lips make it to where they hover right at the verge of touching the sensitive pointed tip, but not quite connecting. Then, my mouth opens up and my tongue flicks over your nipple lightly. I draw a circle coating your areola in my saliva, the slick surface reflecting light now.

A chill travels down your spine as you feel my lips hovering over your nipple. The sensation of my lips being so close sounds tingles through the nipple, as you feel the ache of wanting to feel my soft lips kiss and rub against you. As my tongue comes out and lightly flips over and starts to lick you let out a moan into the room. Your body has a hard time knowing what to prepare for, pain or pleasure.

After a few more nice, gentle licks, my head pivots to your other breast. Starting on the inside of your right breast, near the base, I press my soft lips to your silky flesh. I push into it an exaggerated kiss making sure my lips make a kiss smacking sound as it moves onward. I follow the curve of your tits as I work my way to the summit, placing the soft kisses along the way. Once at the peak, my lips kiss your nipple. Then my lips open up and press against your flesh. I suck in with my mouth, pulling your nipple inside. I run my tongue over the tip as it is pulled inside. Then I slowly close my teeth around the pointed tip that is inside my mouth, softly biting down on it. The soft pressure gets a little more intense, and even a bit more as I keep adding a bit of pressure till I hear the air you suck in as you are on the verge of it becoming too painful. With the nipple still between my teeth, I pull my head back gently, causing the breast to move upward a bit. Then I open my mouth, letting it go.

As you felt the first kiss, you let out another light moan. Then you started to push your chest out, trying to absorb all of the kisses that I placed on you. Another moan escapes as you push your head back, closing your eyes as I draw your nipple into my mouth. Then a sound escapes your lips, that’s part pain and part pleasure as you feel my teeth gently pressing against your nipple. You feel more and more pain, a sensation almost like pins and needles, but growing more intense starts to reverberate across your chest. When my mouth finally releases, the intense sensations dull and instead of pain, the relief floods your body with bliss.

My mouth finished with your tits at that moment. Then I started to work up your chest and into your neck with my kisses trailing upwards. My hands moved from cupping the outside of your breasts and my hands pushed up to your arms. As my hands worked across your arms, my grip started to pull your arms above your head. My kisses moved up to your ear and I lightly nibbled on the bottom of your earlobe. Then I traced my kisses back along your jaw till I was near your lips. My lips were right at yours, and I gently sucked in your bottom lip into my mouth. I pressed it between my bottom lip and my teeth, passionately exchanging both a kiss and a light bite. Then letting go of it, I kissed your lips. My hands were now holding your arms straight above your head.

From there, I slowly started to move my body upward along yours. Soon my knees, still covered in my jet black boots, were pushing against your arms. As I kept moving forward, I pinned your arms above your head without having to hold them there with my own hands. The last movement I made, confirmed the thought in your head as my crotch hovered right over your mouth now. The black lacy fabric still created a barrier between my pussy and your face, but you could feel the warmth emanating from between my legs. With my hands free now, you feel as I reach down, my fingers tangling into your long hair. My fingers clasp together into a fist, with your hair woven into my grasp and I pull upward. The pull on your hair forces your head to lurch forward pulling you deeper between my legs.

As I hold you there by your hair, your mouth parts for your tongue to push out. You slowly start to bring it to the lace and douse it with your saliva. You move your tongue upwards in a lapping sensation before pulling it back into your mouth. Your tongue collects a bit more saliva and then comes out again for another lick of my panties.

As you lick and lap, I can feel the pressure your tongue is causing as it presses and runs up my slit. I don’t quite give the satisfaction of a moan yet, but there is a look of delight on my face that you can glance at between my thighs. I let your tongue pass over my panties a few more times, before my other hand reaches down and I pull the fabric to the side. Now there isn’t a barrier between your mouth and my pink pussy.

My hips grind deep against your face, rubbing my bare cunt against your tongue, lips and nose. My only care was for my own pleasure and I was going to do anything I could to please myself. I feel as your tongue stays more out against my slit, but I want more. As I still thrust my hips against your face, I grasp your hair a bit tighter and pull your head even tighter between my legs, trying to push your tongue into my entrance.

You were enjoying the press of your face against my panties. Your tongue passed over the fabric, and you could feel the wetness growing both from your saliva and my excitement. You took in a deep breath through your nose as I pulled my panties to the side. Your senses are pulling in my feminine scent and the wetness that had been flooding between my legs. You were wanting to behave, but the thought of wanting to drive me wild was too much so as you felt me grinding against your face, you pulled your tongue back into your mouth so only the smallest tip was poking out. You could feel my desire building as my hands grasped your hair and pulled harder into me. Knowing what I was going for, you obey and push your tongue out further.

I feel the response to me pulling you harder into me, the one that I was yearning for. Slowly, I felt your tongue pushing out and as you started to pierce between my slit. I groan out as I feel your tongue inching deeper inside of me, enjoying the pulses of pleasure that it causes as you explore me more. My hips still grind, but with a lot less movement, as your tongue has started to answer the ache deep in my core. My second hand joins the other and wraps into your hair, not pulling you further in but utilizing my grasp to start to roll my hips, drawing your tongue in and out.

When I get into a good rhythm with my hips, my hands reach up to my chest. My hands push against my flesh and guide under my black tight bra, moving the fabric up. My fingers curve against my large tits and squeeze into them, driving sensations to rocket deep inside of me. My head rolls back as I let out a moan, loving the feeling of your tongue and my own lust for pleasure. My violet eyes open back again and my head tilts back down to your emerald ones. A deep smile curves across my face as I still seek my release.

My hands leave my chest and I move my hips a bit more forward. My clit starts to rub against the tip of your nose as I lightly grind. My hands reach out to yours, my fingers lightly rubbing to lick in between yours. Then my fingers pull back, the pointed black fingernails gently claw into your skin. Slowly the nails pulled down, moving from the palm of your hand, down your wrist and climbed across your arms, leaving a wake of red trails where the fingers had traveled. Then my fingers trailed back along your arms. My hands interlocked around your wrists, holding onto them as a way to get a good handhold. Pulling myself against your arms, my hips rocked harder, pressing my clit harder into your nose and my pussy further down on your outstretched tongue.

You had thrust your tongue deep between my pussy lips. You could feel your tongue being swallowed up by my tunnel. As I rocked and grinded my hips, you licked and lapped wantingly. Each pass your tongue took, you curled it back, collecting as much of my juices back into your mouth. Once you savored the excitement you had drawn from me, you swallowed it down and then glided it back in for some more thrusts before collecting more. You feel my nails scratch along your outstretched arms and while you want to cry out, you don’t give in and continue to work your tongue inside me. Then you feel the nails still pressing into your skin as they move up, back to your hands. Now, you feel my pull, the harder press of my pussy pushes against your mouth and nose. Your thoughts focused on pleasing me, wondering how I taste after my climax.

I kept moving my hips in different motions. At first I had continued the back and forth, grinding my wetness along your face. Then, I bounced myself up and down, pulling your tongue back to my entrance and then slamming myself down to envelope the pink mass piercing between my legs. Over and over again, I bounced up and down on your face, using your tongue. I started to feel my release nearing as I slammed myself down on you. I switched back to the grinding motion, beckoning my orgasm to find its way through my body.

My hips jolted forward as I rocked again, the tip of your nose gently tapped my clit and my body wanted to fully collapse. Instead of arching, I drooped over your head, my back bending as I moved forward. My head tilted down as a deep moan was wrenched from my soul. My hips didn’t stop, but my pussy convulsed around your tongue as I came on your face, my juices flooding out of me and coating your lips, mouth and the surrounding area. My eyes closed as I drew in a deep breath as another shockwave burst from my core and crashed through every inch of my flesh. Another moan through the orgasm echoed off the walls of the room. I barely held my body off the bed as my pussy smothered your face.

You feel me use your tongue as I move from a grinding motion to bouncing on your face. You could feel my thrusts getting harder and faster as my ache was being fed. You heard my moans as my movements changed again. Then you felt the shadow curl over you and saw the look of bliss twisted across my face. You kept your tongue moving, pushing me deeper into my release. Even after the climax, you kept thrusting and wriggling your tongue deep between my slit. You tried to pull in a breath, but my pussy and mound covered you mouth and nose, unable to inhale.

Darkness was all I see as my eyes were closed through each of the rolling waves as they pulsed through my body. Once I recovered a bit, my violet eyes peeked open. The light flooded my eyes and I started to roll my body back up. Then I climbed off of your face, my cravings and ache now satiated. As I sat on the bed my hands then grasped at the edges of your hips. My fingers curled into the fabric and I pulled them from you. The shorts moved from your hips, down your thighs, past your calves and then over your feet.

Now that I had stripped you naked, it was time for the next part. I grabbed you by the arm and pulled you up as I climbed to my feet. I got you to your feet and stood behind you, just off-center and to your left a bit. My right arm came across your shoulder, my hands falling more to your chest. Then I guided you to the window you had spent most of the day staring out when you weren’t preoccupying your mind with something else. We stared out the window together.

My arm then curled up and you could feel my hand grasp your other shoulder. My strong arm was pressed against your throat and if I squeezed you knew you would be choking a bit. I pressed your face and big tits up against the window.

The cold air outside chilled the pane your body was pressing against and caused your nipples to poke out even more. You pulled in deep breaths unsure the next time I would flex or tighten my grip, but trying to make sure you were ready. You could see my faint reflection in the window, but outside of that, you could only make out the people walking along the campus, heavily bundled and trying to get to where they were headed. It crossed your mind, that it would only take one person looking up and over at your window to know someone else would at least see your tits. The thought was a bit thrilling but also nerve wracking. There would be no control because the person could take a photo or tell their friends and then it could lead to a crowd of students staring at your topless body.

I could sense the duality of the emotions flooding through your mind and my other hand reached up and started to grasp at your left breast, playing with the thing that was on display for any passerbys. I squeezed and groped the big soft breast in my hand feeling all of it. Then, my hand slowly glided down. My hand crawled across your stomach and then found its way to the top of your mound. My fingers danced across it, tryin got draw out the anticipation.

Many moments passed and then I squeezed with my arm, pressing into your throat. I could feel you tense up as you lightly struggled against the hold. Then as you were focused on your breath, I pushed two of my fingers inside of your pussy.

You were struggling against my hold. Your body tense and trying to push up on your tiptoes. Your hands moved to my arm, hoping soon I would relax so you could breathe. Then, still distracted by the pressure of my arm against your throat, felt your pussy being pierced by two fingers. The feeling of this caused a pleasure so deep that you couldn’t help but moan out, pushing any last bit of air you were holding onto out of your lungs. Your body relaxed against the touch inside of you.

As I felt your moan, I knew I had you even more. I loosened my grasp around your neck and heard you gulp in deep breaths. My fingers started to slowly thrust deeper inside of your pussy as I held your body against the window. My hand worked back and forth between your legs, moving my fingers in and out of you. I kept going, aiming to build your pleasure and bring you close to the edge.

More and more my fingers invade your cunt. I keep the pressure held on the inside before I add a third finger. As I work the third finger inside of you, I feel you gasping and moaning, the feeling of my fingers inside of you causing you to have to open a bit more to take them. I pump my fingers fully into you, pushing them down to each of my knuckles.

As you feel the invasion, you feel your pleasure pulsing inside of your body. Each of your sensitive areas tingle with a desire to be touched and played with. You feel the desire being answered by my hand as I thrust my fingers inside and my palm presses against your clit. Then you feel as a third finger is added and you feel your pussy being stretched to take the additional digit. Your breathing is a bit tested as moans, whimpers and cries are being pulled from deep inside of you. Your pleasure is building and as you close your eyes you can imagine that you can see over the edge of a tall wall that is upon you, the wall being your building climax and the other side the current of bliss ready to wash through your entire body. You let out another deep moan against the glass.

Not only does my mind know you are close, but your breathing and moans give it away. I thrust one good deep thrust and the. As I start to pull back, I fully withdraw my fingers, knowing that it is going to make you feel empty and that orgasm that was right there is going to diminish. My fingers are coated in your juices and I pull them up to your mouth. I press them against your lips and feel as you open up. I slide them across your lips and then the three fingers find your tongue so you can taste your excitement. As my fingers find your tongue though, my other arm tightens again, pushing against your throat. I wipe my fingers across your tongue and lips and then pull them out. I lower my hand back down and ready to have a bit more fun.

I move up next to your ear and my voice comes out in a playful, sultry tone, “I hadn’t instructed you to cum yet, nor have you begged for your release, so I’m not sure what you were planning. Don’t you want to look outside of the window before your eyes close due to the ecstasy and see a crowd of people gathered to watch you climax?” With that, my hand spanks across your left ass cheek, the smack reverberating across the room.

I can hear your answer in your head that you would probably not enjoy a crowd of people to watch your orgasm, in fact you wouldn’t even really like one other person. I loosen my grip around your neck, allowing you to breathe freely again. I bring my hand in for another spank just to make sure you fully know who is in control.

With that, my hand that just clapped against your ass, curls around your hip and drops back down between your legs. I push the three fingers back inside, filling you once more. I start to push them inside and out over and over again, knowing how irresistible they feel and how much pleasure they are causing you. I can hear you starting to moan again once they are fully fucking into you.

You feel the piercing of my fingers again and the full pressure that they cause you. Your eyes sweep the outside before your vision is flooded with darkness from a pulse of pleasure that rockets through your body. You can start to see the edge getting closer and you wait for a moment. You don’t hear me offering it and you are hoping that you have learned your lesson. You cry out into the room begging for me to let you cum as you say, “Please can I cum, I need to cum. Please Mistress, I must cum!”

I hear your begging and as I keep thrusting my fingers inside of you, I start to slowly tighten my arm around your throat.

You moan and feel the fingers still inside of you. Then as you start to feel my arm pressing into your throat again, you take in some last quick breaths. Immediately you start to expect me to pull my hand away and spank you again.

Instead though, my fingers keep going and pumping your cunt. I keep fingering as I keep tightening my arm around your throat. My whisper comes out again, “Yes, please cum on my fingers good girl!”

My fingers still work inside of you and I keep my hand pressed against the rest of your slit. I thrust wildly to bring the deep passion out of you and to make you give into my fingers unyieldingly. I feel your wetness dripping down my hand and arm from how close you are and how excited you are.

Your body shudders and lurches forward into the window more. Darkness comes to your vision as you start to feel like you are floating through space as your climax is ripped from your core. Your mind is back at that wall and you feel it crumble beneath your feet. This torrent of water comes blasting like a wave from your depths as you start to orgasm.

I feel your body give into the climax and your pussy tighten around my fingers. I keep working them inside of you, trying to pull as deep of an orgasm out of you as possible. However, I’m not finished at one. With my arm still pressed into your neck a bit, I kept my fingers pumping inside of you. Wildly they fly in and out of you, not relenting to the orgasm that had just faded.

As your orgasm started to fade, your senses started to come back. You could feel the tightness against your throat still and you used most of your breath in and through your orgasm. You start to worry about your breath again, but your mind also started to feel the pleasure welling up again inside of you.

My fingers continue to work and thrust, trying to pull one more out of you before having to let you breathe again. I know it’s close, and I don’t stop. My digits press in as far as possible and my thrusts are deep but not moving too far out. I try to leave you feeling full, hoping that this will beckon your second climax.

Your body tensed back up as my fingers have you right at the edge. Your body is shaking both from the pleasure and from the lack of breath in your lungs. You catch one last little breath as your body collapses from the earth shattering orgasm that quakes through your entire body.

I feel your body shaking and know that I was successful. Your pussy grips tightly against my fingers and I slowly start to work them out of you in between the tight presses against them. I let go of my arm around your shoulder and throat, letting you breathe again. As I feel you starting to relax a bit, my fingers withdraw from inside of you and my hand pulls back.

In a flash, I’m gone again.

Your body continues to quake and all you can feel is the orgasm and being able to breathe again. The tremors pass through your body leaving you in a shaking mess, pressed up against the window.

Minutes pass and soon, your mind is clearing, the fog lifting. Your eyes open, no longer lost to the space and recesses of the blissful pleasure space. As you catch the light and feel the cool window pane still pressed against your body, you start to look out. You scan the outside and see that there is no one there, no one gawking at you, watching or taking any recordings. You breathe a sigh of relief and then you turn around ready to gloat that no one had been witness to your orgasm. The room is empty again and your mind travels back to the experience. While it troubles you that it seems to appear in a flash and disappear just as quickly, the feeling of the two orgasms and the taste of both of your juices on your tongue leave tingles of excitement for the next time you get visited by the Mistress on your shoulder.