Pussy Mistress training with Princess Mandy, Pt 2: her special scent

I feel so lucky that Princess Mandy allowed me to cum at the end of my first week of Pussy training. Well, it wasn’t really the end of the week, it was last Friday night after teasing every weekday evening. We usually spend weekday evenings together and sometimes also have weekends together but sometimes she disappears on the weekends like Saturday night or all day Sunday. I suspect she is doing the things a gorgeous sexy Goddess in the prime sex time of her life, mid 20s, might be doing. I try to ignore those thoughts because of course they make me jealous. Is she out with other men? I wonder, does she have other pets? I don’t know for sure, all I know is I am grateful for the time she spends with me.

Now it is Monday evening of a new week and I am patiently waiting for her to arrive at my place. I try to keep busy cleaning and tidying up but I am aroused and horny as I daydream about her big round boobs and her tight panties. I have been forbidden to watch porn or touch her joystick (my poor achy cock) which makes sure that all my sexual desire and energy builds up to only focus on her. Or rather the new focus of my attention this week which is the ‘new precious’ – Pussy Mistress! Last week the emphasis was on brief teasing panty glimpses. This week the focus is Her Divine scent.

An hour late my door flings open. She never knocks. “Hello Pet!” she smiles and walks in. She is wearing a classic schoolgirl outfit, short red and black plaid mini-skirt falling just below her ass cheeks and crotch, white knee socks, pink shoes, tight white blouse with buttons straining to hold back her big rounded boobs, a short red tie that falls halfway down her cleavage, as if pointing to her big boobs, and of course the usual ties pulling her hair into short pony tails on each side so they fall over her ears. Plus, of course, her usual happy smiley face, bright eyes with dark sultry makeup and, oh my, she is sucking a round ball lolly pop. She is so friggin HOT!

“Hello Princess Mandy, you look sexy and wonderful today, how may I serve you?” I have learned to ask.

“Get ready” is all she says then saunters over to her favorite chair. The sex chair I call it because something usually happens when she sits in it. “Get Ready” is my cue to hand her a glass of chilled white wine while she settles into the comfy chair so she can watch me undress. I used to be self-conscious about it but now I discover it arousing. I’m already barefoot as usual so only need to remove my shirt and pants which I fold neatly.

Next, I stand right before her. Seated in her chair, she has moved one leg to rest over the arm which of course pulls her plaid school-girl mini-skirt up, exposes her small hot bright pink panty covered pussy, which invites me to look between her legs. I am standing in my Walmart ‘tighty-whitey’ underwear which she wants me to wear. I put my hands behind my back (parade rest!) thrusting my pelvis toward her.

There’s nothing sexy about these U-trou but thank goodness they are big enough to hold (but not hide) my cock if it is hard. I try to hold back as long as efficient because, as you know if you have ever worn these, a hard cock quickly gets restrained. So to begin off I purposely wear them loose.

But she knows my trick. Moving forward on her chair toward me, her hands grab the sides of the underwear and gently pulls them higher and tighter. Ugh. Now everything is feeling very snug. The tight white cloth clearly outlines my half erect cock and balls.

To begin our sessions off she usually likes to tease me to the edge of torture. While sucking her lolly she begins to hum a tune while nonchalantly scratching my balls through the cloth. She keeps scratching. Finally she stops (whew, relief!). Then starts scratching just the left one. Then stops. Waits. Now starts scratching the right one. Back and forth between pauses. It is agonizing. Then she takes the lolly pop and gently bops each ball, then up along the length of my now growing cock…bop, bop, bop.

My cock is grow bigger and longer and harder, taking form and pressing its growing hardness pushing against the cloth. I thrust forward just a little to get some relief.

“OH! there is my joystick coming out to play,” she smiles in glee, sensually sucking the lolly pop, pulling it in and out slowly through her round formed red lips.

Next she takes a bright red fingernail tip and begins to outline the growing form, at full mast now but getting harder. She coaxes the now rock-hard cock sideways because it has to be tilted to the side in order to remain under the top elastic band. This makes things even tighter as it hardens. I moan and do another gentle thrust. A growing cock really begs to be touched and the harder it gets the stronger the urge to get touched. I am so hot and horny there is a tremble in my legs.

“Mmmm does little Bobby like my touch?” she asks taking the pop out of her mouth.

“Oh gawd Princess I feel so horny…can I please cum?” I plead, “it’s been so long.”

“CUM?” she laughs out loud then slaps my cock causing me to thrust back, “we are a long way from that. You just came a few days ago. But I do notice you are trying to thrust like a horny dog. That’s how you should be around me – always horny, yearning for your Princess and Pussy Mistress.”

“If I wanted you to CUM I would do something like this” and she takes her sexy painted red finger nail (which makes a sexy contrast to my tighty- whitey) and begins to slowly SCRATCH the tight bulging cock starting at the bottom and moving toward the top, over and over again in one slow long direction until I can’t stand it any longer and must thrust forward again. This time it causes a drop of precum to emerge out the top and dampen the cloth. I sigh in relief.

“Ahhh there is my cum tribute” Princess Mandy smiles, leans in and gives it a firm kiss, then lick to taste it, then a BITE, she firmly bites the head, “OWWWW,” I yell.

“Now we can begin” she giggles.

Of course, I want to just GRAB my achy cock and give it a few strokes but don’t dare touch it. I have learned to enjoy that deep achy urge to touch but must deny myself for my Princess.

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She leans back in her chair and says gleefully pleased with herself for fully arousing me, “OK boi, time to remove your tighty-whitey underwear, kneel before your Goddess so you may begin our Worship routine. Remove my shoes, socks and love on my feet,” she says sitting back, sipping her wine and slightly opening her legs to reveal the promise behind those hot pink panties. That brings a rush to my now free and bouncy cock. She notices and smiles.

There is nothing more wonderful then kneeling before her, untying her pink girly shoes and removing them then unrolling her long cotton socks down her legs, rubbing them up and down a few times, and sneaking a quick sniff. .Everything about her smells wonderful to me. Even her shoes and socks have a special delightful scent probably from her soap or lotion. She takes good care of herself.

I work on her left foot while her right foot gently bounces against my now erect cock or balls. She really enjoys a good foot rub. Who doesn’t? As she relaxes more I notice her left hand unbuttoning the tight white shirt, reach inside and begin gently squeezing her breast while her other hand slowly work its way under her mini skirt and slides into her panties.

I double my efforts to give her a more sensual touch which earns a few pleasurable moans. I know she is getting aroused. I do quick glances back and forth between her feet, her crotch and her boobs not sure if I should or not. I am aroused but also on the edge because this brat Princess might discover a way to punish me.

From my perspective down on the floor I look up to see her full glory, from her dainty feet to her sexy calves and muscular thighs, her hand rubbing harder and faster beneath her pink panties, her bulging breasts rising and falling with more rapid breath, her mouth forming an O and her eyes squinting as she oos, aahs. She moans louder, then does some quick, high pitch squeaks as I watch this lucky girl give herself a quick orgasm. She is a Sex Goddess worthy of worship and I am her lucky slave. My hard cock is dripping.

.”Yessss pet” she purrs in relief without even opening her eyes, “you may watch as I pleasure Pussy Mistress. She loves to be touched and caressed and worshipped. Perhaps someday you will make a good slave for Her.”

We sit in silence while she recovers. Eventually she opens her eyes, looks down at me from on high and curls her finger beckoning me closer and closer until my face is halfway between her knees and her now damp panty.

“Close your eyes boi, and take a deep, slow, long, breath for today’s lesson.

“Can you smell Her?”

“Oh yes Princess … Her perfumed aroma is distinct and luscious.”

“Come closer and put your nose right on the pink panty …

… now how do you feel?”

“Oh Pussy Mistress! my whole body is trembling with desire for you, your sweet scent is intoxicating, your warmth is radiating, please may I have more?”

“Stand up my loyal slave, but keep those eyes closed” Princess Mandy says and stands also. I hear the rustle of clothes then feel her put the warm pink panties over my head so that the damp spot is positioned over my nose and mouth. The scent of earthy pussy is strong. I shudder in desire as my hard throbbing cock pulses then drips.

“You have successfully earned the reward of my wet panties and the scent of Pussy Mistress. Wear these over your face tonight while you sleep and while you are at home. Keep them in your pocket and sneak a sniff throughout the day so you may keep Pussy Mistress in your heart and mind. Now go. See you tomorrow.”

3.

The rest of the weekday evenings were similar. Edging my poor achy cock close to orgasm in the tighty-whitey, watch or just listen in frustration (sometimes with a blindfold) as Princess masturbates to orgasm making plenty of moans and girly squeaks. Then wear her pair of fresh scented warm cum stained panties over my nose and mouth until the next meeting.

Finally, it is Friday and I hope this slow torture is over soon because I am horny all day long. My erection is almost constant and will get hard at random thoughts. The training has worked. I now have an almost constant smell of Pussy Mistress on my nose and in my mind but I have yet to taste Her or see Her. One thing is for certain, I sure do want Her, need Her and crave for Her. As soon as I remember Her scent I get an immediate erection. Each day I get a harder, more achy, needy, drippy hardon.

After the usual hour wait, Princess Mandy finally enters wearing a large and long baggy sweatshirt that hides her boobs and extends down past her knees. She is also wearing a pair of black leggings that end at her ankle. Is she wearing stockings? Panties? I wonder. I yearn.

“We are gonna skip the usual ‘get ready’ stuff today so strip naked and kneel here boi” I quickly undress and kneel before her.

“Alright let’s do it. First, help me off with this baggy sweatshirt” she says leaning forward and holding her arms out in front of her towards me so I can grab the edges at the end of her arms and pull it off. As she stands back up I can see that she is not wearing black nylons as I suspected but rather a full body leotard covering everything in a painted on, thin, see-thru reveal-all-the curves-and-creases tight fit – neck to feet. My furtive glance sees her hard nipples poking out the top of her big round boobs lifting the tight cloth. She is aroused. Pussy Mistress scent is strong.

Being on my knees I stare forward and am now face to face with Pussy Mistress. The leotard reveals everything underneath. I can see folds and creases through the thin black cloth. There is a bit of wetness. I close my eyes and slowly inhale and take in her scent. I can feel my cock get aroused, swell, rise and get erect.

“Good boi,” Princess Mandy consoles me a few times while petting my head and stroking my hair, “such a good horny dog…your cock tail is excited … your eyes are closed … your mouth is open with your tongue resting on your lip … your nose and face are exactly where they need to be … just a few inches in front of my warm cunt while you sniff your Pussy Mistress. Good doggy.”

Her words draw me into a deep stupor, like a hypnotic trance, sometimes called the zone of arousal. It’s a place where one suspends their routine workaday vanilla identity and willingly falls into a type of self-induced hypnotic erotic dream state fueled by the sexual arousal linked to and associated with a beautiful Mistress.

NO ! suddenly she backs away leaving me hanging and wanting more. She prances off with a skip to the other side of the room while I watch her tight ass cheeks and side pony tails bounce. She is so sexy I can barely stand it.

She grabs a yoga mat, rolls it out in the middle of the room then motions for me to come and sit at the end.

“We are gonna do yoga,” she says, “Or rather I am gonna do some yoga postures which will give you more opportunities to get close to your new mistress.” My cock swells a little bigger at that thought. The zone has upgraded into serious arousal energy of a hard, long cock but most of all an urgency and eagerness. It takes real self-control to hold myself back now because I want her so badly. She is so beautiful and teases me so much.

She positions herself in the typical position for a sit up, on her back, hands behind her head (which of course lifts those luscious boobs a little higher, that sexy minx) her knees are bent, feet about 6 inches apart giving a clear view between her legs which of course catches my attention and draws a smile from her. “Hold my feet and watch Her closely slave”

She then lifts her hips upward, off the ground, raising her pelvis and tightening the leotard. “As the leotard tightens see if you can smell Her Divine Perfume,” Princess Mandy says.

Of course, I recognize the distinct perfume aroma that Princess Mandy has. She has different scents for different parts of Princess Mandy’s body. Her top, like her hair and neck have a sweet scent, like a young innocent girl. Between her legs is an enticing scent, perhaps a pheromone because it magically draws me near. Her round, firm bottom cheeks are always clean and have an earthy scent. Her feet have a little salt sweat but also a delicate perfume to them.

After a few of those pelvic thrusts which secretly sprays my face with her invisible pussy essence energy, my mouth is watering and I lick my lips. She smiles then suddenly flips over onto all fours so that her beautifully sculpted round butt cheeks are about at my eye level as I put my hands on the bottom of her feet. She then begins a slow back flex – arching her back upward toward the ceiling then just the reverse so that her back comes down and arches the other way so her belly is closer to the ground thrusting her butt higher and backwards, closer to my face. This ‘stretching cat’ posture repeats in slow moving flex and arch causing her ass to move back and forth in front of my face. Each time I can see the beautiful sacred folds and curves of Pussy Mistress and the now moist almost wet cloth. My arousal has moved me into a new zone where I am just a mindless pussy zombie, helpless to watch and fully enslaved at her command.

“Now pet,” she says, “each time I make the backward movement, I want you to get close enough to smell Pussy Mistress … and….then I want you to stroke your cock, my joystick, in the same slow rhythm that I am flexing…so it is sort of slow long strokes”

The whole thing is getting to be too much for me … after a week of tease and denial, smelling her pussy panty over my face all day long, not touching my cock at all and now squeezing my hard member and stroking with great pleasure I have a hard time remaining under control with the gorgeous tempting alluring view in front of me. Her ass and pussy is coming and going before me, covered in black tight leotard. Now visible underneath, on each back thrust I cannot just smell Pussy Mistress but can also see her nectar juice ooze through the cloth. It doesn’t take long before I am getting close to the edge and beg permission to stop so that I don’t cum. “Please Princess Mandy please may I deny myself for your pleasure and not cum, please I am too close, I have to stop touching myself”

“Oh you pathetic horny dog,” she says with a little disgust, “beg me to let you STOP and NOT cum…but don’t stop stroking….just make it looser and slower”

Princess Mandy loves to be my masturbatrix, managing how I touch myself to orgasm. I continue a few more strokes, mindless, letting the arousal consume my whole body with a lustful urgency and eagerness. I moan.

“OK now STOP,” she commands as her last thrust pushes forcefully right back into my face and does a quick back and forth smearing some pussy juice all over me. I am breathing fast and holding myself back but a small stream of cum oozes out. That bitch! I am having a Ruined orgasm.

A moment of passion flashes through my mind as I imagine grabbing her hips, ripping off her leotard and FUCKing her dripping cunt like a wild animal….. I ROAR and moan with passion as I thrust my cock forward and back.

She twists around and bends toward me, her hand whacks me on the top of my dick, “OO OO OO I see someone is aroused and ready,” she teases then jumps up and slowly sashays her shapely ass over to the bar countertop.

She leans over resting her head on her folded arms. Her big boobs and hard nipples encased by the molded leotard are hanging down and pointing toward the floor as are her sexy long side pony tails. She is so sexy. She looks back at me and smiles while arching her back so that her butt thrusts up and outwards then she slowly wiggles her ass invitingly, slowly back and forth as her long legs stretch to the floor.

“Crawl over here booby,” she says which I gladly do admiring her with each closer step.

“You have been a good boi and learned your lessons well this week. For a reward you get to cum. Now stand on your knees so your face is placed firmly into Pussy Mistress … hug my thighs tightly with your arms …. now put your hard achy cock between my lower legs and thrust while you lick Her juices through the leotard thanking Her for being Her new slave. I want to feel your face moving up and down and left and right and all over my firm round ass cheeks as well. If you can make me cum first then you have permission to offer Pussy Mistress a cum tribute and release for being a good boi.”

“But of course,” she warns,” if you come first there will be punishment” and she abruptly withdraws her hips from my face, “and you don’t want to make Mistress angry do you boy?”

“No Princess Mandy, no, no, no”

“Good boi, so now, get to work.”

WOW. I unleash like a racehorse, humping and pumping, slurping and licking, rubbing my face up and down, back and forth, in circles, all over her pussy and sweet firm round ass like a starving man willing for his first meal.

She also wants to cum so is pushing back and rotating her hips on my face. DAMN! This is the BEST thing I have ever done in my whole life!

I hear her moan louder in shorter cries, then suddenly, with a few rapid up and down slides of her hips, I feel Her warm cream cum.

That means I am a GO and I cannot hold back any longer and BURST an orgasm in powerful spurt after spurt.

We both collapse in laughter and bliss with her cradle spooned in my lap, my arms around her, underneath her boobs.

I am the happiest man alive…a Pussy Mistress trained sex slave boi.

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