Over the Edge

I had chosen my outfit carefully, figure hugging black lace with patent stilletto shoes, sexy but with a touch of dominance. It had worked its magic. and now he was sitting blindfolded on the chair, his hands cuffed behind his back. He was ready....oh. was he ready.

I splashed some oil into the palms of my hands, rubbing them together to warm it up, then got on my knees in front of him. We had already agreed on a word he would say when he was ready to come. I started working on his beautiful, hard cock, oiling it up then teasing the shaft with my fingertips, marvelling at it as it pulsed and jerked to my touch. It was a win win scenario. He wanted to be edged and dominated, and I revelled in cock worship, so it was perfect.

I took my time, my hands gliding up and down his rock hard shaft. slow then faster. It wasn't long before he said the word, so I stopped, giving the head a small slap. I waited a few minutes then clasped his cock with both hands, working up a steady rhythm, loving the feel of his hot hardness that belonged to me right at this minute. His breathing became heavier, so I bent down and took the tip in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it slowly.

The word.

I stopped abruptly, sitting back for a couple of minutes. He gave a sigh, and slumped back. I knew he loved being edged for a long time, but hell, I was impatient to see his excitement end in that ultimate explosion. This would be a short session. I stood up, and went over to him, leaning over so my breasts were in his face. I whispered, "Mistress wants you to come, now."

He nodded, and I got back down on my knees and began teasing his balls, squeezing them gently, running my tongue all over them. I started stroking him, twisting my hands, running my fingertips over the tip, giving different sensations while all the time keeping that steady rhythm. He inhaled deeply, his hips thrusting, and I smiled to myself because I knew what was going to happen and I couldn't wait. The reward for cock worship.

His hips rose off the chair, he gave a loud growl and came violently, shuddering and bucking as streams of hot cum shot from his cock, I waited until he was finished and had collapsed back on to the chair, then I kissed him. "Good Boy".