Erotic Fiction • Femdom

Blake’s Lesson in Worship

Blake’s piercing gaze met the cowering eyes of her submissive, Billy. She sneered, her disdain palpable as she surveyed his trembling form. His panties, once white and crisp, now clung to his shaking thighs, stained with the evidence of his pathetic climax. “How disgustingly weak,” Blake spat, her voice dripping with contempt. “Can’t even last a few minutes under my control.” With a flick of her wrist, she released the collar around Billy’s neck, letting it hang loose. She strode over to him, her towering physique and muscular thighs seeming to fill the room. “I’m going to teach you a lesson,” Blake declared, her eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure. She grabbed Billy’s chin, forcing him to look up at her. “You’re going to worship my cock like the deity it is.” Blake unzipped her leather pants, revealing her massive, engorged member. It throbbed with anticipation, her slit glistening with precum. With a cruel chuckle, she wrapped a hand around Billy’s throat and pushed him to his knees. “Open wide, bitch,” she growled, her cockhead nudging against his lips. Billy, subservient and trembling, parted his mouth in a desperate attempt to please his dominant. Blake began to thrust, her long, thick shaft forcing its way past Billy’s resistance. He gagged and choked, his eyes watering as she rammed deeper into his throat. The wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh filled the air, along with Billy’s muffled whimpers. Blake set a brutal pace, relishing the feeling of Billy’s convulsing throat muscles around her dick. She leaned forward, her hands on either side of his head, using him like a toy. Each brutal thrustらせ released a string of vile epithets from her lips, her dominance and disdain for him palpable. As her climax approached, Blake redoubled her efforts, slamming her cock into Billy’s mouth with reckless abandon. His face was a mask of pain and submission, tears streaming down his cheeks as he struggled to breathe. With a guttural roar, Blake reached her peak, her cock pulsing as it erupted inside Billy’s throat. Thick ropes of cum shot down his gullet, the boy’s eyes bulging in shock and horror. Blake held him in place, allowing him to swallow every drop of her release. As the last vestiges of her orgasm faded, Blake pulled out, her cock slick with his sputtering tears and saliva. She stepped back, admiring the sight before her: Billy, his face smeared with her cum, gasping for air. “You’ve learned your lesson, pathetic worm,” Blake sneered, tucking her still-hard cock back into her pants. “Now clean up your mess and be grateful I deign to use you as my cumdump.” Billy, humbled and broken, nodded weakly, dragging himself to his feet to clean the remnants of their depraved encounter from his face.