Many people have their conscience that manifests in both good and bad, like maybe you should finish this or do that instead. Some people have come to think of them as the Angel and the Devil on your shoulder. For you though, yours morphed based on your love of ropes, gags, and other domination things. You no longer had an Angel and a Devil, you only had your Mistress.

It all started when you were in college. Your fascination with bondage and BDSM took over your mind and your imagination and with it I was formed. Today was my awakening though, the first time you would come to see me and have me take over your body with my ways. You studied for an exam the next day and toiled away at it for hours. Your mind started to wander and you waited for the ideas from the devilish person that would pop onto your shoulder. You waited more and more, but nothing happened. You put your nose back to the book and kept trying to focus and soon, you felt the cool flesh of my fingertip on the back of your neck. It wasn’t like anything you had ever felt before. You didn’t look away yet, unsure about what was going on, and that was when you heard my voice, the call of a siren to do something else, much more fun and entertaining.

“You have been studying for hours dear! You know all of it and are more than ready for the exam. Don’t you think there are other more fun things we could be doing?” I say to you in a warm calming breath that grazes past your ear.

My fingers curl around and my pointed, black nail pokes into your chin and pulls your gaze from your book. It wasn’t difficult to pull your attention away as you were now more curious about this new figure. As your attention moved over, there stood in a black corset that hugged my large tits, and a matching pair of black panties that had bits of lace and ties throughout, emphasizing the new position I held over you. I had large boots with three inch heels that zipped all the way up to the middle of my thighs. Around my neck sat a spiked choker necklace. I had raven black hair and violet colored eyes that seemed to see all the dark thoughts that you wanted to happen to you. Along my white skin were many tattoos of different colors and shapes. Each one intricate and the harder you looked at them the more they made sense to your very essence.

I let go of your chin and you turned back away from me, focusing on the book, trying to determine what was still going on. As you sat there, I stood behind you, looking over you. I curled over you, and my hands wrapped around the chair and came in around your chest. My fingers danced across your top, feeling the ample breasts underneath and started to grope and fondle them through the fabric. Your breath hitched and you tried to not think about how amazing my hands felt, but you couldn’t think of anything else. My hands continued to feel your tits and squeeze them in my grasp. Now that I had your attention and you could see me, you closed your book and were more interested in what fun I had to offer you. You turned your attention fully towards me.

“That wasn’t that difficult to convince you to stop studying, I’m not sure if it was what I offered, or if you would have taken anything to get out of studying that dull nonsense.”

With saying this, I lift you from your desk chair and push it away from where it sat. It wheeled along the floor till it bumped softly into the wall. You stood with pigtails braided into your long hair, your glasses on, covering your emerald green eyes. You had a flowing loose white blouse on top and a short skirt on bottom made up of red, black and white lines. My hand reached up to your throat and my fingers gently pressed into it, showing you that I am in control. I pulled you in close to me and then whispered into your ear.

“Are you ready for the fun to begin?” I say to you, my breathy words curling into your mind.

You say nothing but shake your head in agreement against my hand on your throat. I push you down to where your hands and chest rest on the desk. My fingertips claw against the fabric of your shirt on your back, but you can feel the pointed edges poking through and the residual feeling through the layers. My hands make it down to your skirt. I start to grasp into your round ass over the material. My hands grope and squeeze as you let out a light moan to the feeling of my hands on your body. You seem eager and wanting of my touch, spreading your legs apart a bit, allowing me to move my hands wherever I want to.

Still standing over you, my fingers slide down past the hem of the skirt and find the back of your thighs. I feel your body tighten against my touch. I start to slowly slide my fingers back up your legs till they make their way to your ass again. This time, nothing between our flesh. My hands travel over the skin, feeling the round globes as I push my fingers in, squeezing them, then continuing to move around. My fingers find no fabric underneath the skirt and know the answer, you have no panties on. My fingers now pull up on your skirt and push it over your ass, revealing the bare skin. My eyes travel down to inspect this new sight.

“Oh, looks like you were already planning on some fun as you weren’t wearing any panties, you naughty girl!” I say into the room as my hand claps down against your bare ass cheek spanking it. You feel the sting of my hand as it meets your flesh and then it leaves a warm, red handprint behind. Your body tenses and your back arches against the feeling, but you still welcome it and more. My hand comes down and clasps against the other cheek, delivering a matching red handprint against it as well. You almost jut out your ass in response, like you are begging for more. My bare hand spanks your ass another four times, keeping to different areas with each spank.

Next, I grip your shoulder and pull you back to your feet. As you stand there, I turn you back around, making you face me. Now, positioned between my legs, is a thick, black, purple and red marbled silicone cock affixed by a harness. You feel as my hands push down on your shoulders and lower you to your knees, you say nothing but follow the direction. Once your knees meet the floor, you look up through your glasses, our eyes meeting. Your hand reaches up and grips around the length and starts to lightly stroke it. Then you bring your mouth in closer and open wider to allow the phallic shape to push between your lips. You encircle it with your mouth and feel as it fills the space. You start to move down further trying to take it deeper into your mouth and then you retreat a bit. Again, you move in the same motion trying to work it deeper and deeper. You hit a spot that you are not quite wanting to pass, so you bob up and down to that point.

“Oh, come on, I have seen you suck many people’s cock better than that, where is the passion, the noise, the drool?” I ask you as I then grab your pigtails in my hand. You feel as I wrap them in my hands and start to pull you deeper onto my shaft. I guide your blowjob of the dildo as I pull you deep and then pull you to the tip. Over and over again, I work you, your mouth and your throat along my strap on. I start to hear the noises I was used to and start seeing the drool dripping on the cock and down your chin.

“There we go, that’s more like it!” I say encouragingly to you as I keep guiding your mouth along my shaft by your hair. You gag and choke lightly on the dildo as it is moved in and out of your mouth. Drool has started to drop onto your shirt and the white fabric is starting to become translucent. Hints of your pink nipples are starting to show through it. I continue to push you on my cock teasing you about how much you enjoy it and how much of a cock slut you are. Finally, I let go of the pigtails and you don’t retreat, instead you keep going, trying to show me just how slutty you can be, how much of my fake cock you can take in your mouth. Your drool by the end has flowed down to the fake balls at the very end and started to slowly drip from them.

I pull the dildo from your eager mouth and you look up at me, the look on your face is one that is questioning if you were a good little slut. I offer you my hand to help you up from your knees and you take it, standing to your feet. I spin you back around to where you are facing your desk again. I push on your back, positioning you to where you are bent over your desk. I place the toy up against your slit and start to move it over it, back and forth, spreading your drool along your pussy lips. Then, I press the tip of the cock into your opening and push with my hips, causing the thick head to penetrate inside of you. You moan out as you feel the toy filling you. You spread your legs, allowing me to easily push into you more. I lightly pull back and thrust deeper into you, and again. I keep going until the hilt of the toy is firmly pressed against your opening.

I give you a few moments to get used to the size of the toy. Then, my hands firmly grasp your hips, the fingers digging into the flesh to ensure I can use it as leverage. Another moment passes and then, I pull back and thrust the toy hard inside of you. Over and over again, I start railing your cunt with my cock, driving it as deep as I can push it. You moan with almost every deep thrust as I pound you against the desk, the top of your thighs being pressed into the edge of it. My hands on your hips work to pull you back on the dildo as I thrust forward. I grunt and breath as I wildly fuck into you. Then I grab your hands and pin them behind your back. I hold onto them as even better leverage, to pull you fully back onto me.

You know that there is nowhere for you to go, and all you can do is take the pounding deep inside of you as your arms are pinned and you are pressed up against the desk. You just let go and give into all of the feelings deep inside of you. As you feel the toy sliding back and forth inside of you, this well of pleasure inside your core keeps filling. With a couple more thrusts you feel as the structure bursts and this massive wave goes flowing throughout your body. You moan and your body tightens as you find yourself in an orgasm around the strap on.

The one orgasm though was not enough for me. I do not relent, as I keep railing into your pussy over and over again. You feel your body trembling and shaking as you keep getting moved up against the desk and then pulled back onto the cock over and over again. I let go of the arms and you bring them to the edge of the desk to help keep your balance on top of it. Then you feel as I grasp my hands around your pigtails again, giving up one handhold for another. I pull back on the hair, lifting your head into the air and causing your back to arch.

You feel your body change its positioning and with it, the angle of how the toy is hitting inside of you. It causes you to moan and shutter as it causes an ache deep inside of you. The ache is just one of needing to cum again when everything feels so amazing. Something about me makes you feel whole, like I am answering every feeling you have and work to answer urges as they are forming.

I continue to thrust in and out, moving my hips rhythmically at a fast pace. The sound of your wet pussy fills the room as I keep pounding you hard and deep. I keep working to answer the ache you have deep inside of you. Thrust after thrust, you feel my shaft gliding smoothly in snd out. I hear more of your moans and know you are close to the second climax. I don’t stop, as I am trying to drive this release.

You feel your body being pushed into and pulled. Your head stings a bit from the hair being pulled, but it is overwhelmed by the absolute pleasure created by the angle it caused. Your arms help to hold your chest and head from the desk, as you keep getting railed. More and more that ache is beating harder inside of you. You feel it like a drum getting louder. Then, in a flash, the beat stops and is replaced by the sudden feeling of your body trapped in the tremor of an earth shattering orgasm. The intensity of this one is way stronger than the previous one.

As I feel you orgasm against me, I let go of your hair. You collapse on the to of the desk, your body shaking and trembling through all of the orgasmic aftershocks that shoot through your entirety. As you continue to be lost deep in your climax, I withdraw the toy from inside you. It is coated in your fluids as my eyes look at it.

You work to regain feeling and catch your breath, waiting for what is going to happen next. You are not sure what is in store, but if that is the beginning, you cannot fathom what would be on the horizon.

You lift your head and then the rest of your body slowly from the desk. You look around your room, but nothing is there. You start to wonder if it was just something you dreamt or imagined, but your ass was still warm and very red, and your pussy was dripping with your own cum and felt like it had just been fucked. You aren’t sure what happened, but whatever had happened, you hope you run into that mistress again.