The Image
My previous post mentioning Milliscent’s strap-on has gotten me to daydreaming of the dominatrix. I must admit that I do love the image of the dominatrix, the idealized version of ‘the dominatrix’, which perhaps lives only within my mind.
I can see her, clad in black rubber, her massive dildo pointing forever forward. Her husband kneeling behind, his nose at her ass as she reminds him of her rules.
“I love denying you my body, reminding you of how little of it you are allowed access too. My glorious ass the only place you may lick. Remember that your cock will never again enter my cunt; my mouth will never again wrap itself around your cock. Those pleasures are solely reserved for others. I don’t want to deny you everything though, and I do love having an ass kissing husband, so you may continue to find your pleasure there, find your pleasure with your tongue upon my asshole, for it is the perfect place for you.”
Her ‘reminder’ delivered she drives her point home with her dildo, and later he falls to sleep listening to the moans of pleasure her lover draws from her throat.
If you share my excitement in this image, you can find her here.