— Everything but the Breasts —An erotic tale of domination, ..
Added 2024-12-07 08:00:07 +0000 UTC— Everything but the Breasts —
An erotic tale of domination, by Mistress Aline.
I call you into my chamber. All day you’ve been thinking about my large, DD breasts. You cannot focus on work, or your relationships. You are obsessed with breasts. You come in, and immediately fall to your knees. I instruct you to crawl over to me. I am standing on the other side of the room in my french lace lingerie that is black and red. I command you to worship every inch of my body, except for my breasts. I will deny you what you crave the most.
“Fuck, Mistress Aline, I want to touch your tits so badly,” you groan as you crawl over to me. My long black hair cascades down my back as I bend over to look into your eyes. I smirk at you, my green eyes filled with amusement.
“I know you do, darling. But you won’t be allowed to until I say so. Now, worship my body. Every inch of it. But don’t you dare touch my breasts.”
You nod frantically, your eyes filled with desperation. You begin to kiss my feet, your lips leaving a trail of wetness as you move up my legs. You reach my thighs and I feel a shiver run down my spine as you gently nibble on my skin. I moan softly, my hands reaching out to grip the back of your head.
“That’s it, darling. Worship me. But remember, no breasts.”
You continue to move up my body, your lips leaving a trail of wetness as you go. You reach my waist and I feel your fingers dig into my skin as you desperately try to resist the urge to touch my breasts.
“Good boy. Now, move up to my neck.”
You nod frantically and move up to my neck. You begin to kiss and nibble on my skin, your hands gripping my waist tightly. I can feel your desperation, your need to touch my breasts. But I deny you, my hands reaching out to grip the back of your head.
“You’ve done well today. Now, it’s time for the moment you’ve been waiting for. But first, I will blindfold you.” I say.
I reach into my drawer and pull out a black silk blindfold. I gently place it over your eyes, securing it tightly behind your head. I then reach out and grip your head, pulling it towards my breasts. You moan loudly as you feel my soft bossoms pressing against your face. I rub them back and forth, teasing you with what you crave the most.
“Fuck, Mistress Aline. Your tits feel so good,” you groan.
“I know they do, darling. But now, it’s time for you to leave.”
I remove the blindfold and step back from you. You look up at me, your eyes filled with confusion.
“What? But I thought-”
“I know what you thought, darling. But you don’t deserve to touch my breasts, tonight. Maybe next time, if you’re good.”
You nod and stand up, your eyes never leaving mine. You then turn around and leave my chamber, your mind filled with thoughts of my breasts engulfing your face. I know that next time, you’ll be begging me to let you touch them. But for now, I will deny you what you crave the most.
