This sequence follows a passionate session of deep kissing, number three in the series. My arousal had reached its peak, leading me to pull out his manhood and pleasure myself to a series of divine orgasms. Does my warm, damp sanctum of pleasure feel exquisite, you ask? Absolutely. Is he permitted to climax within it? No.
I plant my divine feet onto his face, taking advantage of his weakness for the scent of a woman’s perspiration. This act of dominance fuels my desire even further, knowing the influence my feet hold over him, and the fact that only I am granted access to the ultimate pleasure! He is left to remain celibate, while my true partner is the sole recipient of my affectionate pussy.
As he acknowledges his subservient role, I cover his mouth and throat, signaling him to be silent while I reminisce about my lover. I allow him to worship my feet, which are superior to his very existence, and make him inhale and kiss them as I revel in my own carnal desires. He is my property, unworthy of sharing in my release, and must remain obedient and chaste. I utilize him in every way that satisfies me, even laying on top of his body while coupling with him, my hair cascading over his face. He recalls a past encounter where I had sex with my lover right on top of him, a memory that I had forgotten but now serves to heighten my pleasure once more.
Once I am fully satiated, I spit in his face and deliver a sharp slap. This is his reward for being a dutiful, submissive plaything, a mere cuckold to my desires.