Miss Designer Domme

Chapter one - vip

It started with a question.

She had taken me by the hand and led me upstairs to the vip room. I'd been in plenty of stripclubs before but somehow this already felt different.

She was stunning - a vision of dark delights, dressed all in black to match her luscious black long hair and with a beautiful cheeky smile and magnificent breasts. She was chatty and put me at ease- mockingly asking some questions which I had the feeling she already knew the answers to. I was quite drunk and normally I'd have talked bullshit but something told me just to answer honestly.

So when she sat me down alone in that VIP room and asked me "what's the horniest thing a girlfriend has ever said to you?" I swallowed back my shame and answered honestly "I'll make you suck my black boyfriend's cock!"

I had been staring at the floor and my voice had gone very quiet when I said it.

To my relief she seemed delighted with this answer and said "oh so we're a little cucky are we?" She had that cheeky smirk on her face, her beautiful lips puckered as she dared me to deny it. I couldn't say anything but already knew she understood something that I'd never really shared before. I'd asked girls to dominate me before but not really been confident enough to admit everything I wanted. I'd usually be drunk and just let them lead, hoping it would go a certain way but it rarely had.

But this was different. Here in this dimly lit room was someone who knew

EXACTLY what I was and what I wanted to be. "Would you like to be my slut?" She asked.

The next hour was amazing. She teased me, spanked me and verbally abused me.

She somehow knew EXACTLY what to say to make my cock rock hard and showed me enough of her body to get me thoroughly excited but held back enough so that I felt like the sub I was.

She told me I wasn't man enough for her.

"On your knees beta bitch" she said before she spanked me. "You'll never get this pussy" she purred as she squeezed my nipples hard. How did she know that was such a turn on for me? She seemed to read my mind and knew what to say and where to touch.

At the end of the night she walked downstairs with me and to my surprise and delight grabbed my phone and put in her number. She gave her name as Miss DD, which stood for Designer Dominatrix.

I went back to my hotel a happy man. As I was lying in bed I received a text. "That was hot" it said. "You have my permission to play..."

Wait? What? permission? I was confused but more so excited and I wanked myself off furiously, thinking about the night's events and coming quickly onto my belly.

She then suggested coming to my hotel but I was spent and back to pretending to be an alpha so l declined.

A couple of weeks later I finally bit the bullet and got in touch. She had been on my mind ever since I'd met her and I'd masturbated every night thinking about her and looking at femdom and cuckold porn.

She had given me her instagram info and I was driven wild looking at her sexy photo collection. I texted her tentatively, half expecting her not to even remember me. To my delight she came straight back to me and we flirted back and forth, continuing the domme / sub dynamic I was enjoying. I even sent her a picture with a clothes peg on my nipple.

She suggested we move to a more private app and I downloaded it and set up my profile. She gave me a link to hers and we had our own private chat site. The first two words she said to me on there will live long in my memory. They were like a jolt of lightning and made my cock twitch like it never had before. I looked at the chat and there was her two word message - "good girl".

Chapter two - video call

Now on a more discreet platform, our flirting could get really naughty.

We swapped messages and arranged a video chat.

Initially I had to change arrangements but she was chilled out about that and eventually we agreed an evening when I would be in a hotel for the call.

It was in 2 days time and she told me I was not allowed to play with myself until the call. Since I was a teenager l've rarely gone more than 2 days without masturbating but I didn't question this and simply said "yes mistress".

On the day of the call I was working and walking between two of our offices when a message popped up. It was a photo of my gorgeous mistress with her bra on showing her milk chocolate skin and sexy leg tattoo but the thing that made me rivet was the huge strap on cock she was wearing. The photo was taken so it felt like I was kneeling at her feet with the back monster pointing towards me.

That was enough to give me an instant hardon but the caption almost made me cream my pants.

"Need to train my little slut to take this," it said.

I could barely concentrate for the rest of the day and couldn't wait to get back to the hotel and get ready.

My mind was racing with new feelings of subservience and I started to arrange the room for the call.

I placed 2 choices of panties on the bed and send mistress a photo for her to choose which ones I should wear. She quickly came back and said the pink ones. I then placed a 5.5 inch suction cup dildo onto the mirror and went out for dinner.

I was feeling very naughty so I wore the panties under my jeans and messaged mistress to tell her. She seemed pleased and said I was a naughty slut and I would have to show them to my "dommy mommy" later on. I had never heard this term before but it made my cock twitch!

I struggled to eat my dinner as I was so excited and came back to the hotel in plenty of time for the call. It was amazing!

My dommy mommy told me l was just a set of fuckholes and made me try to deep throat my dildo. I couldn't quite get it down and kept gagging. She made me put pegs on my nipples and then spread my ass cheeks and back onto the cock.

It felt good to have something up my ass and although I had struggled to suck the cock it made me very turned on and she encouraged me to keep trying.

The nipple pain and the exhibitionism combined with seeing mommy sat in a luxury car, wearing her strap on and talking dirty to me was an incredible rush.

She instructed me to play with myself and kept on talking about all the things she would do to her slut, verbally abusing me until I came with spunk flying everywhere.

I showed her the aftermath and she commented "such a slutty mess", which seemed to be a compliment.

Afterwards I was exhausted. I was feeling euphoric and shamed at the same time. It was a delicious cocktail of emotions and we both knew that this would not be a one off experience.