Peter asked for My Cruel Girlfriend Experience. Since Cruelty is My middle name, I was happy to oblige! I can be at once romantic and cruel.

I sat next to peter and lightly gently rubbed his crotch while we looked longingly into each others’ eyes. My hot lips slowly moved towards his. He was desperate to kiss Me. As our lips were about to meet, he opened his mouth slightly in excited anticipation. I squeezed his balls hard! He whimpered and tried to release My grip on his balls.

“Get your fucking hands away. Now strip off!”

He obediently removed his clothes and I stripped until I was just wearing stilettos and panties. I sat on My throne and beckoned him to come over to Me. I held out My hand, palm upwards.

“Legs apart! Put your balls into My hand!”

He was trembling as he lowered his balls into My hand. I smiled at him.

“You’d love to kiss My nipple wouldn’t you?”

“Oh yes please.”

“Well you can kiss My nipple for 10 seconds if I squeeze your balls for one minute.”

Before he had chance to answer, I squeezed his balls hard, digging My sharp nails into them. He writhed in pain.

“You want to kiss My nipple don’t you? You want to suffer for Me don’t you? Come on darling, take it for Me.”

After exactly one minute, I released My grip and pulled his head onto My nipple.

“Kiss, don’t suck!” I commanded sternly.

After his ten seconds of kissing My nipple, I instructed him to stand and turn around. I bound his wrists together and instructed him to face Me.

“You’d love to kiss My other nipple for ten seconds wouldn’t you darling?”

I looked down at My outstretched hand and said: “Balls!”

He meekly and obediently lowered his already aching balls into My hand. I looked into his eyes, waited for a few seconds, then I squeezed Hard, digging My especially sharpened talons into his flesh. His knees buckled.

“Stand up straight! Legs apart!”

After a minute of hard squeezing, I pulled his trembling lips towards My other nipple and allowed him to gratefully kiss it for ten seconds.

“You’d love to suck them wouldn’t you?”

Of course he would, but I could see he was nervous to say so, wondering how much he would have to suffer for the privilege of sucking My nipples. I attached My most severe nipple clamps to his nipples and twisted them cruelly.

“Go on, suck them” I commanded, while pulling at his nipple clamps.

I allowed him to worship My nipples for a few minutes while inflicting pain on his own, then I instructed him to stand and walk over to a ring that was attached to the wall. I attached the nipple clamps chain to the ring.

“The only way to remove those clamps is to do it yourself by walking backwards until they come off!”

He started to walk backwards, but the pain became too intense for him to continue and he came to a standstill.

I moved towards him until our lips were almost touching.

“Kiss Me. Properly.”

Our lips touched gently. Our tongues intertwined. I stroked his throbbing cock. Then, when I knew he was deep into subspace, I pushed him backwards until the nipple clamps came off. Oh that heady combination: the pain/pleasure dichotomy. The deepest subspace that only a skilled Dominatrix can take you into.

I took the clamps and held them open. He willingly pushed his nipples into them. He needed more now. We kissed. I pushed until those clamps came off. Again. And again. And again.

I told him to kneel then I turned around so My derrière was close to his face.

“You’d love to lick My arse wouldn’t you?”

“Yes please Goddess.”

“Well you must take 50 strokes of My crop first, then be fucked by My fucking machine. Get over My whipping bench!”

I attached securely him to the bench and whipped him, gently at first in order to coax him deeper into subspace, then much harder, turning his arse red and blue. I was loving this!

I released him then instructed him to get down on all fours and backed him up to My fucking machine. After lubing his arse well, I started the machine and gradually increased its speed and depth. He started to gasp.

“Lick My arse!”

I’m sure the irony of licking My arse while having his own fucked wasn’t lost on him!

“You’d love to worship My pussy wouldn’t you?”

“That is my wildest dream Goddess.”

“You must take 50 severe strokes of My favourite dragon cane then.”

“Anything Goddess”

I love administering the cane. It’s My favourite. I strapped him to My punishment bench and brought My pussy up to his face and allowed him to take in My scent.

“Count! And say Thank You Goddess after every stroke!”

I flexed My cane lovingly then: thwack!

“One. Thank You Goddess.”

“Two. Thank You Goddess.”

I caned him relentlessly, covering his arse in welts and bruises, stopping occasionally to let him sniff Me and encouraging him to take more. I gagged him with My well worn panties.

Finally, I released him. I laid back on the bed and allowed him his reward. And Mine.

Yes My Cruel Girlfriend Experience is painful. But I’m so, so worth it. See you later darling.

xxx