The Online Meeting, Part 2 (fdom) (bdsm) (real) (extreme) (femdom) [F35/M40] – Short Sex Story

She walked over and pulled all of the locks on the door as she spoke. It was now just the two of them in the room, and as his head swam with thoughts on what he was gonna do next, it felt like they were the only two people in the world – and that’s exactly the way she wanted it.

She was not what everyone would consider a traditional beauty, but she was everything he pictured in fantasies for most of his adult life. Just over five feet tall, short, dark hair, dark eyes and glasses. She had tiny breasts that the vegan leather dress clung to perfectly with a shiny silver zipper splitting it right down the middle. Her thick thighs and plump backside made him think of burying his face deep in both to relieve her of the sweat that must have been built up from the extremely hot day.

“Joe!” She snapped at him bringing him back into the moment. “I want you to realize exactly what is going on. We’re now going to make two more videos to show the world just how fucked up you are – put these on!”

She handed him a pair of pink satin panties and a matching bra. He was surprised how well it fit. She also took out a chastity cage and a ziplock bag filled with ice cubes that was inside a large vacuum water thermos.

“You’re going to sit on the edge of the bed, face the camera, and tell the world how your fucked up fantasies landed you here,” she continued to coach him on what to say. “Tell them that instead of hiding this side of you any longer, you have become a complete slave to me – and don’t fuck it up, I don’t have time for redos.”

He sat on the edge of the bed and spoke into the camera. She was cheering him on, giving some applause in a mocking fashion. Finally, she put on what looked like a leather ski mask and walked into the frame. She ran her hands over his body sensually before turning to the camera and saying, ‘he belongs to me now.’ After that she reached for the ice-filled ziplock bag and pulled down the front of his pink panties. She shoved his cock inside it until it felt like it wanted to retreat inside him. She then put the ring behind his ball sack, cage over his shrunken manhood and locked the two together. This was not a chastity cage intended to be worn for comfort, he had bought one similar on Amazon before when he was experimenting. It was cheap and painful, but did the job.

“He is now locked up and this pervert will no longer pleasure himself to New York City women he comes in contact with, while hoping just one of them wants to know his secret,” she seemed to have rehearsed this part. “He has now been exposed, and his pathetic cock put in a state in which self pleasure is no longer an option.”

She picked up the camera and tripod bringing it in for a closeup. He’d already recovered from the ice bath and his cock was struggling against the cage and leaking precum – it was exactly the shot she wanted.

“One more quick one,” she said as she put the camera down and lifted her dress running both hands over her large black strap on. “Bend over the bed and face the camera.”

She rammed him violently, still wearing the mask and speaking at the camera the entire time. Every one of his senses were completely on fire when the sound of her iPhone alarm snapped everyone out of it. She pulled out her cock, walked around and slapped it across his face, shoving it in his mouth right in front of the camera.

“Thanks!” She said as she turned off the camera and folded the tripod, putting it back in her black leather bag. “That was exactly what I needed today. I’m going to keep this dress on for dinner, so if you’re interested, we can meet up later and maybe you can find out what I taste like after a full, hot day in leather – not recommended.”

She walked into the bathroom and came out with his folded clothes and backpack with his belongings and set them back on the bed. She reached down and took his boxers from the pile and tucked them in her purse.

“You won’t need these, I like what you’re wearing much better,” she was referring to the satin undergarments he had on. “And I really like the way this silver key looks with this dress, so I’m going to keep that too.”

She pulled herself together and walked towards the door.

“Message me with the info on where you’re really staying tonight, I want to see you again,” she said with a gigantic, satisfied smile as she fingered the key around her neck. “I am pretty sure we’re both going to want that.”

And with that, she walked out the door, letting it close behind her. He sat there in his new women’s underwear contemplating exactly what just happened. He wasn’t completely sure what was real and what was a scene, and that is exactly how she wanted it. All he knew was he had never felt this way before and he had to see her again.

NSFW: yes


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