Kinky Storytime with Femdom Mistress Corrine

rob IMMed me about 2 weeks ago. He’s a cute British cop who adores cuteness. His fascination is with the sadistic side of cute. rob adores the school girl who looks completely innocent. Her skirt short, and plaid, white knee high stockings with garters, white cotton panties, and of course the shirt, sweater and tie.

It took rob a while of IMMing to get to know me, he wanted to make sure that there was several kinks/fetishes in common. Last week he called. I collared him with a stainless steel collar. It locks, and has a nice frontal O-ring. Great for tying him to a cage bar, or post. I have a thing for O-ring collars. They make the nicest thing to tie people from. My pets know them intricately.

rob enjoys being caged, and forced to watch me with other men. He enjoys watching as I straddle another mans back in front of him. all the while, he’s in his uniform tied to his cage. I might sneak my toes through the bars, and show him my pretty painted nails, while I ignore him some. My stockinged feet ever teasing him. I know his cock is getting hard. There’s nothing he can do because he’s had his arms and legs conveniently bound to the cage as well. Poor rob….no touching, and all I’m doing is running my toes in.

Really he’s a sweet boy. He cries a lot of tears for me. He aches to have me, and do I ever give in to him? No. That would ruin his fascination with me. He has to jerk his own cock off. I’ll never touch it, I’ll touch him in other ways. I love making rob masturbate for me.

My legs straddle the back of my lover, while he’s in pony gear, saddle, bridle, bit, and me of course in a school girl uniform. I love having a riding bat in my hand. It’s never known when I might strike next. I can hear rob whimpering in the cage, his tears imminent.

“That’s it baby. Cry for me. Maybe I’ll reward you by dragging you around the mall, me dressed like this. Maybe I’ll even let you carry my things. You can answer the phone with ‘Hi this is rob Goddess Corrine’s personal pony bitch’ ”

My voice coaxes him. I know what this is doing to him. He wants to be the one being ridden, not the watcher.

I am not going to let him cum today.

“rob my pussies hungry for meat. I think this little pony is going to be ridden in a differnt way.”

He moans, and his tears start to eke out through closed eyes.

“Don’t close your eyes!”

Sharp and cruel, my voice lashes his ears.

I roll my current ponyboy onto his back, his cock hard and swollen. I hear the moans coming from behind his bit.

“That’s right, get that tiny pony pee pee hard.”

My fingernails brush his cock along the back of the shaft. Ah yes. The reaction I had hoped for. he’s hard and ready to go.

Evilly, I smile at rob, back my hindquarters up to the cage, and stick my feminine musk straight at his face so he can smell it. I giggle. I know he’s going insane, I hear him sobbing. Crying like my little pony boy should.

“Please Mistress.”

It’s his pathetic plea. He’s begging for the right to cum.

“Please what my pet? I can’t know what you want unless you state it.”

My voice sounds like arsenic, sweet and poisonous at the same time.

“Please Mistress i want to fuck you. i want to jerk my pony cock off and cum.”

His voice is pained, tears, and sobs in it.

“Not tonight pet.”

A sharp breath enters my chest, as I lower my hot wet pussy onto my other pony slave. The moment it goes in, I hear a cry of horrid frustration from robs cage. I hear him straining against his bonds. I know his hips are thrusting in mock sexual humping. His cock is hard, only to touch air.

My pussy pulsates around my pony cock, I play wih my clit. It’s coming, the orgasms. I say orgasms, because multiples are common for me. My body thrust up and down upon him. I felt the pulsing of his cock, my sweat pouring down me. The sweet cries of rob behind me. I felt him soot inside me. Hot wet white cum from my riding pony as he thrust himself and sprayed my cunt with his seed. He cried out in unision with rob. I felt my body spasm one last HUGE time. I cried out as well.

Slowly I led my other pony the cage. I opened the door to still see tears dripping down rob’s face. I ushered my other pet into the cage. Gently I stroke rob’s hair. His face is sweaty. His eyes look at me pleadingly.

“Ah my pet. You wouldn’t have it any other way.”

My lips lower to his forehead, kissing him in the middle of it.

“Sleep now my darling.”

I leave him locking the cage. I am put to sleep with a lullaby of tears. rob is completely mine.