Never Forget Who Owns You 👸🏻

It was on offer you couldn’t refuse. I mean, at least the Mistress was reasonable….the curtains in her room were drawn and your depravity will be kept secret…….for now.

Get licking, boot boy.

Angie was purring softly, gazing down with wicked delight at the sight of her helpless young intern, now lying captive between her thighs. She could see from that dazed… distant… mindless expression on Jason’s face that he was nearly gone…. the cumulative effect of finding himself helpless and at Angie’s mercy for the last three hours having rendered him nearly incoherent with arousal and frustration.

Though soft, leather cuffs kept him physically restrained to her bed, in reality it was the way that Angie was finally able to unleash the power of her female sexuality on Jason that had reduced him to her own helpless plaything.

For three months she had been drawing him deeper and deeper in to her web…. seducing him…. tempting him…. taunting him with hints and glimpses of just what she could do with a boy like him. And for three months, she had waited patiently… her lust and anticipation building… looking forward to her opportunity when her prey would walk through her door….

Finally, he was hers….. in the way she’d always known he would be from that first moment when she saw him shyly, nervously averting his gaze from her in the office.

And now, she had been using her exquisite skills on Jason for hours, walking those delicious sexual tightropes with him…. keeping him teetering on that delicate balance between feverish pleasure and agonizing frustration…. between using him to satisfy her own insatiable lusts and playing his own quivering male flesh into endless crescendos of desperate arousal…. arousal that for Jason always ended with his helpless groans of frustration, never his cries of release….

Angie chuckled softly as she gazed down past her hot, heaving breasts at her dazed intern beneath her. “What’s the matter baby?”, she purred teasingly, her sweet creamy nectar dripping down on to his face. “Is it getting to be a little too much for you, honey?…. hmm?”

She grinned at his whimper, laughing softly as she teased, “…. but you’re doing so well Jason. You’re getting better for me each time….. trust me sweetie, one day you’re going to thank me for this.” Angie paused, then with a chuckle added, “…. and your girlfriend will thank me even more.”

As she then allowed her hips to slowly glide down his body she purred, “….but, let’s give your tongue a little break, and we’ll go back to working on….. showing you how you can keep your cock rock hard for hours…. without letting it cum.”

“Nooooo……. p-please Angie….. n-no more….,” Jason pleaded in a weak, soft, nearly broken voice.

Leaning down, her soft breasts pressing against his trembling chest, her soft lips touching his ear, Angie whispered, “Aww, does it ache Jason?….. hmm?….. does it want to cum, baby?”

She grinned at his whimper, and with her tonge sensually licking his ear she murmured, “Sweetheart, I promise…. you’re going to…. I’m not letting you go until I’ve taken every… last…. drop…. of cum that you have.”

Now Jason groaned like he’d never groaned before in his life. Smiling, Angie purred, “… but not yet…. you have to wait baby…. you have to wait until it’s time….. and sweetie…. it isn’t time yet.”

She took her time, slowly kissing and licking her way down his body, settling in between his bound, outstretched legs. Angie smiled at the sight of Jason’s cock and balls, helplessly trapped in her exquisite handiwork. A thin leather cord was looped around his heavy balls, separating them, binding them and drawing them away from his cock.

For added measure, her fingers had delicately manipulated them through a steel ring, further separating them from his cock. And lastly, another leather cord was wound snugly around the base of his shaft and tied off… the combined effects ensuring all of Jason’s cum was going to remain right where Angie wanted it… helplessly trapped and churning in his swollen, aching blue balls for as long as she wanted.

Lightly she traced a fingertip along the length, making his cock quiver and his body shudder. “Poor baby,” she purred in sympathy, her tongue slowly gathering up the drooling pre-cum from his weeping cock.

Angie kissed the tip softly, letting it slip between her lips so she could briefly suck and lick the head. Her eyes smoldered with lust at Jason’s moan when she again drew back, releasing him in to the air once again.

Her silky fingertips gently teased and tantalized his churning balls, causing yet another gasp and whimper. “Ready baby?,” she smirked. “Ready for more, Jason?”

With a hungry, seductive purr Angie’s lips and tongue then gently descended, engulfing Jason’s cock with sensual kisses and slow licks. She smiled at his moans… his whimpers… the tensing of his limbs in his bonds.

In a sultry voice Angie teased, “Relax Jason, you’re not going anywhere….. the best part of your internship is yet to come….. but not yet baby, not yet…..”