Mistress’s Display

Mistress leads me by the collar and leash she has around my neck, my eyes blindfolded by a silk scarf, and my hands are bound behind my back. The pink swollen and throbbing cherry- sized nipples she owns are protruding quite evidently before me.

She smiles as she glances at them, ecstatic that she trained them to be that way 24/7. She wants everyone to always notice them before they notice my face. My Mistress loves seeing everyone, especially women, licking their lips because they crave to taste them.

Mistress has waxed between my legs, making sure that every part of the pussy she owns can be seen, touched, and tasted without interruptions of stray hairs getting in the way.

I am so wet right now and she hasn’t done anything to me, yet.

Tonight, Mistress is walking me through the female college campus to one of the sorority houses so that I may be inducted. I will not be permitted to see who will take pleasure with me and who will witness it. But Mistress has informed me that there will be faculty; some being my professors, students and a few guests from the opposing college that may partake in the festivities.

Mistress has permitted me to attend one of the universities and spoke to them about this initiation since my first day.

Mistress can be quite persuasive.

I am now led into a room where I hear the murmurs and gasps as they witness my Mistress flaunting my submission before them.

I hear the dean of admissions thank my Mistress for wanting the chosen participants to take pleasure of me in front of everyone.

Mistress tells her to touch me and I feel her cold curious fingers pinch my nipples.

I gasp and Mistress instructs me to thank the dean.

“Thank you pinching Mistress’s nipples for her pleasure.”

The dean is very impressed.

Her fingers now feel how wet I am and she hasn’t even spread my pussy yet.

“Mmm, she’s so wet! They’re going to loooooove her!” The dean said happily. “May I taste her before them?”

Proudly, Mistress tells her she could.

Without hesitation, the dean kneels before me, spreads my nether lips and slowly laps her tongue against my wet labia and throbbing clit.

Before I could stop myself, I moaned.

This pleased Mistress, “Very good, slut. Show her how good you are.”

“Yeeeeees, Mistress!” I let out breathlessly, “Thank you for tasting Mistress’s pussy for her pleasure.”

Mistress pulled the dean away, “That’s enough. I want to let the others have her now.” Mistress watches as the dean’s tongue licks her moist lips, “You can brag to then in the opening speech how delicious my slut is.”

The leash pulled and I’m led a few more feet to what I believe is the middle of the room.

Mistress places me on an upright chair, tying me to it with my legs spread and I can feel their stares looking at my throbbing wet pink pussy and engorged pink nipples.

I’m on such display and I have no way of covering myself.

I hear camera shutters, knowing that Mistress has permitted everyone to take pics of me. I will not be permitted to know who has or will receive evidence of my servitude.

They love what they see, my slut,” Mistress whispers in my ear.

Without notice there are several hands all over me! Plucking and pinching my nipples while my pussy is being fondled, spread, and they fight over whose fingers gets to be inside me. I begin to squirm as the sensations from the mixture of their hands and mouths explore me.

My moans are loud and fast.

Someone’s finger pierces my asshole, which it’s wet from all the pussy juice that’s dripped between my cheeks.

Everyone’s touch is greedy, exploratory and I can’t focus on just one touch or sensation. I want to cum!

“Mistress, may I please cum for your pleasure?”

Mistress denies me and I have no choice but to thank you her for denying me.

“If you cum slut, I will pin those swollen pussy lips open and let everyone stare at MY throbbing pussy. Do you understand, slut?”

“Yes, Mistress!”

The sensations of all their actions are so strong, I’m doing my best to comply.

Someone’s teeth now are clamped gently and firmly in my nipple as they tug it as far as it can go while swiftly grazing it with the tip of their tongue.

I scream!

I try thinking of Mistress’s wrath if I cum. I need to not think of the pleasures I feel.

Now someone is doing the same to the other nipple. Oh, no please don’t make me cum, I begin to silently beg.

My pussy and ass are spread wider than I thought was possible and the pressure of a vibrator are on my pussy and asshole.

I arch my back from its intensity.

The vibrators are now turned up more.

There’s now cubes of ice circling my nipples and clit.

Before I could stop myself, I erupted like a volcano, bucking my hips against the vibrators as they continued their possession and the ice continued on my nipples and clit.

I heard Mistress take over the vibrator on my pussy. She turned it up to full speed and tried inserting it inside of me.

Since you didn’t listen, you will be fucked by this vibrator!”

I beg her forgiveness before because now my pussy is super sensitive and the bulb head on the vibrator seems like it won’t fit.

I was wrong.

I’m so wet and still cumming that my pussy is sucking the head of the vibrator in.

Mistress commands me to take it. I Tyne other women have now stopped to watch Mistress fuck me with the high speed vibrator.

“Hold her hips down, hard!” I hear Mistress say.

My moans and screams are so loud.

I feel hands holding me still as Mistress continues to fuck me with the pulsating vibrator before them.

I am gushing non stop now. I didn’t think it was that much water inside of me.

With a loud pop and suction sound, Mistress pulled out the vibrator and did as she said she’d do, she pinned my pussy open and left me there for the rest of the day for everyone to ogle my sluttiness.

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