Mistress Francis came to punish me and teach me a lesson for being such a “loose whore“. She took offense that I was spreading my blonde, imported pussy all over while my Navy husband was deployed so she decided to use me as a little fuck toy. Now, Mistress Francis is normally a very strict sissy trainer who takes no shit from anyone. You wouldn’t expect it with her honey sweet voice, but Mistress Francis is a cock hungry slut just like the rest of us. Her cunt drips sweeter nectar than any other broad I’ve ever tasted.
It started with me opening the door and immediately being grabbed and thrown over her shoulder like a little rag doll. I’m slight, and light, just how she likes her sissy whores. It started in the kitchen, a slow seduction of her laying out on the table, forcing my young blonde head between her tattooed thighs. I lapped at her soaking wet clit until she squirted all over my face.
At this point, I was eager to please her more than I could ever explain. She led me to my sun room, and laid me on the couch. Mistress Francis forced me to finger fuck her again and again as she came all over my excited little hands. I needed to make her happy, needed to make her cum! I was just being used as her little fuck toy, and nothing mattered more. Her pussy was drooling, she was shaking from the quakes and still she commanded me.
Mistress Francis bent me over the couch, and finger fucked me hard. She edged me again and again, making me beg before she trussed me up like an Easter Ham and laid me on the coffee table. She said she had company coming over to help her make use of my lithe young body. That’s when she went to the door, and you and I locked eyes as I acknowledged my fate as a submissive fuck doll.