As Mistress Betty slid her finger over the screen of her smartphone, she could feel the anticipation building inside her. It had been too long since her last adventure, and she knew exactly who could satisfy her desires. She initiated the call by tapping her trusted pegging partner’s name.
On the other end of the line, her partner’s voice was a mix of eagerness and curiosity. Mistress Betty, it’s been a while. What can I do for you?” She could almost hear the grin in his voice.
“I have a new toy I want to try out,” she purred, finger tracing the outline of the Ejaculating Dildo on her nightstand. “Are you up for a wild ride?”
“Always, Mistress,” he responded, the excitement evident in his tone. “I’ll be right over.”
The line went dead, and Mistress Betty could already feel the lustful energy filling the air. She stood up and began to pace around the room, her heart racing with anticipation.
As she passed her full-length mirror, she caught sight of her reflection. Her lips curled into a devious smile. She was dressed in her signature black leather corset; her ample breasts were barely contained within its constraints. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, contrasting perfectly with her pale skin. She ran her hands over her curves, feeling the smooth leather against her skin.
Mistress Betty turned and strode towards her bed, running her fingers along the cool silk sheets. She could picture her partner lying there, waiting for her, his eyes filled with desire and submission.
A sudden flash of inspiration struck her. Mistress Betty hurried to her drawer and rummaged through it until she found what she was looking for: a small, black box. She opened it to reveal a set of locking handcuffs, a ball gag, and a blindfold.
A wicked grin spread across her face as she placed the items on the bed. She would wait to tell her partner about the accessories – she wanted to surprise him.
Mistress Betty felt her entire body tingle with anticipation as she heard the doorbell ring. She took a deep breath and steadied herself before answering the door.
When she opened it, her pegging partner wore only a pair of tight boxer briefs. His gaze traveled up and down her body, a hungry expression in his eyes.
“You’re just in time,” Mistress Betty said, her voice low and sultry. “Follow me.”
With a coy smile, she led him to her bedroom, where the atmosphere was charged with lust and anticipation. She closed the door behind them as he entered the room, sealing their fate for the evening.
Mistress Betty turned to her partner, her eyes locking onto his with an intensity that left him breathless. “Are you ready for your new experience?”
He nodded eagerly, his hands balling into fists at his sides.
With a slow, deliberate motion, Mistress Betty reached behind her back and unclasped her corset. It fell to the floor, revealing her toned, pale skin and the black harness of her strap-on. Her partner’s eyes widened as he took in the sight, his arousal growing.
She stepped closer to him, her voice low and commanding. “On the bed, on your back. I want you to spread your legs for me.”
Her partner didn’t hesitate, immediately obeying her command. He laid down on the bed, his legs splayed open in invitation. Mistress Betty saw the hunger in his eyes as he watched her every move.
She stepped in front of him, the tip of her strap-on mere inches from his entrance. “You know what’s about to happen, don’t you?”
He nodded, a gasp escaping his lips as she began to rub the head of the Ejaculating Dildo against his opening. The anticipation was almost too much to bear.
Mistress Betty teased him for a moment longer before finally thrusting the dildo deep inside him. He cried out in pleasure and pain as she filled him, his body tensing beneath her.
“That’s it,” she purred, beginning to thrust in and out slowly. “Take it all.”
Mistress Betty stood over her partner, her chest heaving with each labored breath. She gripped the base of the strap-on tightly, her knuckles turning white as she prepared to begin her conquest.
Her partner lay beneath her, his eyes wide with anticipation and fear. She could see the quiver in his limbs, the sweat glistening on his skin. He was entirely at her mercy, and she relished her power over him.
Mistress Betty began to move, her hips gyrating in a slow, deliberate circle. The head of the Ejaculating Dildo rubbed against her partner’s entrance, teasing him with its presence. He whimpered, his body arching off the bed in search of more contact.
Satisfied with his reaction, Mistress Betty pressed forward, the dildo slipping past his tight ring of muscle and sinking deep inside him. His eyes rolled back in his head as the invading presence filled him, stretching him further than ever.
The air was filled with the sounds of their coupling – the wet, slippery noises of the dildo moving in and out, the harsh gasps and moans of pleasure, and the rustling of the sheets as their bodies moved together.
Mistress Betty leaned down, her lips trailing along her partner’s jawline as she fucked him with increasing fervor. She could taste the salt on his skin and feel the rapid beat of his pulse beneath her tongue.
“You feel so good,” she whispered in his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. “So tight and warm.”
Her partner could only nod, his ability to speak gone as he struggled to process the intense sensations coursing through his body. He felt utterly consumed by Mistress Betty, her dominance overwhelming him in the best possible way.
With each thrust, Mistress Betty could see the look of ecstasy on her partner’s face grow more intense. His eyes were screwed shut, his teeth biting his lower lip as he fought to contain the pleasure that threatened to overwhelm him.
She reveled in his reactions, her pleasure heightened by his surrender. She felt powerful, unstoppable, like a force of nature that would not be denied.
Mistress Betty continued her assault, her hips moving faster, her thrusts growing more profound and more urgent. Her partner’s fingers dug into the sheets, his body twisting beneath her as he matched her rhythm.
The room was filled with the scent of sex – the musky smell of arousal, the sweet fragrance of her perfume, and the faint tang of sweat as their bodies worked in unison.
In that moment, time seemed to stand still. There was only Mistress Betty, her partner, and the incredible connection they shared as they pushed each other to new heights of pleasure.
Finally, Mistress Betty felt her orgasm approaching, a wave of intense pleasure crashing over her. She cried out, her hips moving even faster as she drove herself toward the edge.
Her partner’s face contorted with ecstasy, his body shaking beneath her as he, too, reached his peak. Together, they tumbled over the edge, their cries of pleasure filling the room as they shuddered in the throes of release.
As the intensity of their orgasms subsided, Mistress Betty withdrew the Ejaculating Dildo, her chest heaving with exertion. She looked down at her partner, a satisfied smile on her lips. The animalistic way she had fucked him had been unlike anything she had experienced before, and she couldn’t wait to see what other taboo adventures the night had in store for them.
As Mistress Betty caught her breath, she looked down at her partner, his face flushed and sweaty. She ran a finger along his jawline, feeling the rough stubble and the racing pulse beneath his skin.
“You were amazing,” she whispered, her voice still hoarse from her recent climax. “But our night together isn’t over yet.”
Her partner’s eyes widened, his gaze shifting from her face to the Ejaculating Dildo that still protruded from her harness. He swallowed hard, knowing what was coming next.
Mistress Betty reached down and gently took his chin, guiding him to look at her. “I want you to make me cum again,” she said, her voice firm and commanding. “And this time, I want you to taste every last drop.”
Her partner hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. But when Mistress Betty gave him a reassuring nod, he knew he could trust her. He leaned forward, parting his lips, and took the head of the strap-on into his mouth.
Mistress Betty moaned as her partner took the Ejaculating Dildo deep into his mouth, his lips closing tightly around the shaft. He began to bob his head up and down, his tongue swirling around the head of the dildo in eager circles.
The taste of the dildo was a mix of silicone and the lube she had used, a flavor that was both familiar and exciting. His mouth was warm and wet, the heat of his tongue causing her to shiver with pleasure.
She ran her fingers through his hair, gently guiding his movements as he pleasured her with the strap-on. She could feel the texture of the dildo through his lips, every ridge and bump transmitted directly to her hand.
His breath was warm against her skin, the sound of his moans muffled by the dildo in his mouth. He was enjoying himself, his eyes locked onto hers as he continued to suck and lick at the strap-on.
Mistress Betty closed her eyes, allowing herself to be consumed by the sensations. The feel of her partner’s mouth on the Ejaculating Dildo was unlike anything she had experienced before, and she found herself growing more aroused by the moment.
She could smell the faint scent of the lube mixed with the musky odor of their combined arousal. It was a heady combination, one that only served to heighten her pleasure.
She gripped his hair tightly, guiding his movements as she neared her climax. Her moans grew louder, more urgent, as she felt her release drawing near.
Finally, with a loud cry, Mistress Betty came hard, her essence spilling forth from the dildo and into her partner’s waiting mouth. He didn’t hesitate, swallowing every last drop as she shuddered above him.
As her orgasm subsided, Mistress Betty withdrew the strap-on from her partner’s mouth, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. She could see the lingering effect of her cum on his face; his eyes glazed over with pleasure and satisfaction.
“You did so well,” she whispered, fingering his cheek. “I knew you could do it.”
Her partner smiled up at her, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. He knew that their taboo adventure had pushed him to new limits, but he also knew that he had never felt more alive or more connected to Mistress Betty. And as she leaned down to kiss him softly on the forehead, he knew their night together was one he would never forget.
“Now it’s your turn,” she said, her tone suggestive and amused. “I want you to clean me up.”
Without warning, she lifted her hips and lowered herself onto his face, his nose pressed against her still-wet and sensitive opening. Her partner didn’t hesitate, his tongue darting out to lap at her juices, tasting both her arousal and the lingering essence of the Ejaculating Dildo.
Mistress Betty moaned in pleasure as she felt his tongue work its magic, expertly navigating her folds and sending shivers of delight through her body. She rocked her hips, grinding herself against his face, her hands tightening their grip on his shoulders.
“Yes, just like that,” she encouraged, her voice breathless. “You know how much I love this.”
Her partner responded by increasing the intensity of his ministrations, his tongue probing deeper and his lips sucking on her swollen clit. Mistress Betty threw her head back, her moans echoing through the room as she neared another orgasm.
As she came down from her high, she could feel her partner’s growing arousal beneath her. She smiled mischievously, knowing that the night’s adventures had only begun. She slid off her partner’s face and turned him over onto his back, her eyes meeting his with a look of lust and anticipation.
“You’ve done well,” she said, her voice husky with desire. “Now it’s time for your reward.”
As they lay together, catching their breath, Mistress Betty decided it was time to reveal her little secret. “You know that Ejaculating Dildo I used on you? Well, it wasn’t just any dildo.”
Her partner raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. “What do you mean?”
Mistress Betty smiled mischievously. “Earlier tonight, I had a visitor. A very handsome man who stayed over and jerked off before you arrived.”
Her partner’s eyes widened in shock, but he didn’t seem to be put off by the revelation. If anything, he looked even more aroused.
The cum that filled the dildo,” Mistress Betty continued, “it was his. Real, hot, fresh cum.”
Her partner’s breath caught in his throat, and he looked at her with newfound admiration. “You’re amazing,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I can’t believe I got to experience that.”
Mistress Betty chuckled, running her fingers through his sweat-soaked hair. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. It was quite a thrill for me as well.”
They lay together for a few more minutes, basking in the afterglow of their wild sexual adventure. As they eventually began to dress and prepare to leave, they couldn’t help but exchange knowing smiles. They both knew this would be a night neither would ever forget.
As they parted ways, Mistress Betty couldn’t help but wonder what other taboo experiences the future held for them. The possibilities were endless with a partner as eager and adventurous as him. And she couldn’t wait to explore every single one.