1. Never Disrespect a Mistress


    Date: 2/17/2017, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Taboo, Author: slave4owner, Rating: 57, Source: xHamster

    was that at least I would have a sexy visual of Mistress to ease the pain a little, but when she returned it was quite the opposite. She had changed into workout clothes and was wearing baggy sweats, a sleeveless tank top, and kickboxing shoes with her fingerless kickboxing gloves tied together and hung over her shoulders. She had removed her makeup and her hair was pulled back tightly. She looked damn intimidating, but the thing that scared me most was the scowl on her face. For the most part Mistress had been silent since the restaurant, but now she let me have it. “I’m trying to remember the last time I have felt so disrespected, David. Your behavior was shameful, and you embarrassed me enough that I will never return to that restaurant again. Worse yet, I really don’t think you’re all that sorry. Oh sure, you mumbled a couple of half-assed apologies, but if we went back there I’ll bet you’d behave the same way if you saw that waitress again. I’ll bet you’d try to fuck her with your tiny dick if I didn’t have it already locked up. I actually feel sorry for her, too. She was just trying to do her job without some creep staring at her boobs. I can tell you that a woman like that has a real man in her life, not someone like you.” “I should jettison you right now and share with the world ever bit of dirt I’ve got on you, but then you’d just be a problem for the next Mistress who was foolish enough to get involved with you. No, you’ve left me no choice but to correct things ...
    right now. You’ll remember this night, and you’ll remember what a fucking idiot you were. I’m going to make sure of it.” All the while she was scolding me, she was stretching and throwing a few practice kicks and punches. Mistress has long legs and is extremely limber. A couple of her warmup punches whistled across the front of my face, but didn’t land. I was yelling through the penis gag, but the muffled cries fell on deaf ears. She started out with a roundhouse kick to my left k**ney area which would have brought me to my knees had I not have support from the chains that hung from the ceiling over my head. She followed with another sharp kick to the opposite side so that I had footprints on either side which matched. She closed the distance between us and hit me with a flurry of punches in the stomach which caused me to lose my air as I choked in the penis gag. “I’m not taking the gag off. Breathe through your nose.” She turned her body 45 degrees and I knew from the angle a side kick was coming. Her foot landed squarely on the underside of my chin and left my head moving up and down like a bobble doll. My body was limp now, and yelling into the gag was replaced with moans and groans of deep pain. She propped me straight up, and then started throwing jab punches with her left hand at my right eye. The punches didn’t hurt as bad as the kicks, but they left marks on my face. It didn’t take long until my eye started to swell and close. She threw a couple of right hands that ...
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