Too late...

 It was a day like any other. After 10 hours of stupid assembly-line work, I came home. 'Finally put your feet up,' I thought to myself. While I was undressing to lie down on my couch afterwards, my glance fell on the alarm clock. "7:03 pm," I mumbled to myself. "Shit, Biny!" I remembered. I had just phoned my loved one 2 hours ago that I should pick her up at the train station at 10 to 7. Every time she accepted the way to come to me by train just to be with me. And i forget it! The doorbell rang and a key went into the lock. I knew it was her. I wanted to greet her with a conciliatory "Hi honey, I'm sorry!" But a loud, brisk "Shut up!" Made me fall silent. "I knew it!" She met me. "How often have you forgotten it by now?!? I warned you, today you will atone! ”She became loud, her eyes became stern. She scared me and yet there was something exciting and exciting about her, new to me, about her. And the outfit was the highlight. That eternally long coat, the strict ponytail and those high boots that reach under the coat. I didn't get around to worrying about it. With a "Put this on!" She threw a bag at me. What should I expect now? What was she up to? I should find out ... the strict ponytail and those high boots that reach under the coat. I didn't get around to worrying about it. With a "Put this on!" She threw a bag at me. What should I expect now? What was she up to? I should find out ... the strict ponytail and those high boots that reach under the coat. I didn't get around to worrying about it. With a "Put this on!" She threw a bag at me. What should I expect now? What was she up to? I should find out ...

I went into the bedroom and emptied the bag. How did she know? I never told her about my preference. The fear was too great that it would leave me disgusted. Lingerie, usually worn by women. Hold-up stockings and a matching suspender belt. I immediately noticed how my pants were tightening. Did she really want this, should my dream come true? "If I were you, I would hurry, I don't like to wait," I heard from the living room. Many thoughts shot through my head now, the horniness left me no choice. Immediately I tore my clothes off and put on the laundry. When I got into the living room, I couldn't believe my eyes. There she stood in front of me, wrapped in a shiny, tight PVC corset with black suspenders and these breathtaking boots, a crop in her right hand. "Kneel down!" She made me shiver. Of course I did. "I want you to lick my boots!" I slowly ran my tongue up from your soles, with a look at her clean shaved pussy. You could see the dampness, I couldn't resist. I wanted higher, taste it. And already I felt a rough whip on my butt. "You do what I tell you!" She yelled at me. “I decide what you can and cannot do. If you guide yourself, you can later make your mistress happy with your tongue! ”I liked this game. So I followed all the orders she gave me without objection. "Get on your knees, look at the floor," she ordered me. I noticed that she was moving away from me. Curiosity made me take a look, and I felt the switch again. "Obey me Do you understand? ”A hard blow of the whip ended this sentence. I heard a lighter, seconds later I felt the hot wax on my neck. "Lie on your back!" I felt how she asked. Hard strokes of the whip alternated with the hot wax. I felt her getting closer to my stiff member. Felt how she suddenly put her boot on my cock. Her step became firmer, combined with very hard whips on my chest. I could barely hold myself back when she took her foot off my cock and told me to rub it. "Don't allow yourself to come!" A whip on my glans gave me an idea of ​​what was going to happen to me. After minutes of torture with the crop and extremely swollen testicles, I was allowed to kneel down again. She tied my hands behind my back with an ice-cold chain. "Look at me!" I watched her strap on this dildo. Very slowly, he kept going over the large glans as if she were satisfying herself. I thought I had to burst. She stood in front of me and ordered me to suck him. I did it with pleasure. "Faster!", The crop slammed on my shoulder. "You like that, don't you?" I nodded slightly, penis in my mouth. She held a condom in front of my mouth and told me to put it over her phallus with my lips. I wanted to feel it penetrate me. She had already made me horny with playful dry exercises with her pelvic movements. And then the Parisian was over the dildo. "Stop it," she ordered me. "Lick me!" She lifted the rubber penis a little, so I could get to her clitoris. The wetness of her message was shiny, she tasted great. I heard her low moaning, felt her twitch on my lips. I licked her clit, occasionally shoving my tongue into her hot wet crevice. And already I had this pain in my back again. "Stand up and bend over!" Now I knew that I should get everything. Without arguing and extreme horniness I did what she told me. I wouldn't have had a choice anyway. As soon as I had my hands on the couch to support myself, I felt the glans of her rubber tail on my rosette. The clack of the tube of lubricant made me pause for a moment. She first smeared her cock and then my butt. I felt a finger slowly making its way into my anus to ease the path for the dildo. When I felt the crop on my back again, I found myself moving my pelvis back and forth. "Hold still! I decide the pace! ”She explained to me. She pulled her finger out and I noticed an extreme stretching of my rosette. She was careful and yet demanding. It didn't take long until the entire 20cm of the dildo disappeared inside me. The feeling of being treated as a slave in suspendersge****t getting to was extremely awesome. Now she took me, constantly admonishing me not to come. It felt like forever before it suddenly stopped. "Stand up!" She loosened my hands and ordered me to lie on my back. Of course I did. "Spread your legs!" She knelt between my legs and pushed her penis back into the back entrance. The feeling almost tore me apart. I wanted to come. She took my hand and brought it to my penis, moving it up and down. It didn't take me a minute to completely unload on my stomach. With a malicious grin, she pulled the dildo out of me. She unbuckled the strap-on and lay down next to me. "Lick me!" I did. First her inside thighs, then her clit, her column. Caressed her clitoris with the tip of my tongue while my right index finger slipped into it. Minutes later it was 2 fingers that should ultimately bring her to climax. "Don't think you'll get that every time you forget me," she said shortly afterwards, while she was getting dressed. "Get changed and drive me home!" That was her last order that evening.

Suddenly I found that I was still at work. Another one of those daydreams. Luckily it was after work and I drove home, deliberately forgetting my loved one ...