Dessert Isn’t Just For Meals

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l had spent all day working and was tired, but ready to go lingerie shopping with my friend Donnie.  My current play partner had offered to make dinner because after tasting my cooking once, he decided (wisely) that he preferred to enjoy his food rather than just try to keep it down. He wanted to hit some of the big sales going on and knew a quick dinner would be the best way to do so.  How was I to know he would make  meatloaf with green peppers?  Eeww!!  Which had brought us to the situation at hand.

 Getting His Just Desserts

“NO!  In case you didn’t hear me I said… NO!” he yelled from across the room. I was quietly collecting  my paddle and marveling that he was insolent enough to refuse the discipline he so clearly needed. “Oh, I didn’t misunderstand you, Donnie,” I replied in a silken purr .  It was  my calm voice with firm control with a “You’ve had it now” warning to it that had him halting his tirade abruptly. Comprehension dawned on his face as I kicked his feet out from under him and he stumbled towards the table. Don’t play with Milf Mistresses unless you’re able to take it.

You Are My Cumslut

I bent him over the tastefully decorated kitchen table, pulled his shorts down, barred his cute round ass. When he felt my paddle connect with his right ass cheek smartly and another one followed it on the left cheek, he finally took in enough air to let out a whined apology followed by more impassioned begging as his ass glowed under my ministrations. Quick as that, matter resolved.  We never made it to the sales. We went to the bedroom instead, where I showed my creativeness in cock tease, edged him several times, put his oral skills to good use and…locked him in chastity without being able to cum.  That should teach him better manners and that I hate meatloaf.

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