0 comments/ 6813 views/ 6 favorites A Middle Pt. 01 By: TexasDomme1986 To all the sweet boys past and present, whose thoughts and feelings are combined in the narrator, and whose stories and secrets will always stay safe with me. ***** ...and I looked around the hotel room to make sure everything was perfect. My Mistress-whom i call Mommy for reasons all my own-had given me an assignment, and i was determined to follow the guidelines to the letter. I perched on the edge of the bed to wait, but it wasn't long until i heard a knock at the door. I had to control my urge to rush to the door, but i did as instructed and slid the key card under the door, then assumed the "waiting" position facing the door, on my knees, legs in a v-shape, one hand lightly cupping my balls, the other lifting my cock up as an offering-slight though it was-to my Mistress. My head bowed, i waited, and it was only a minute or so before the door opened, and there She was, bright and awake and alive, and it was as if i'd come out of deep shade into the sunlight. I could actually feel my body suffuse with warmth, and my cock begin to harden in my hand. I peeked up quickly to see Her; She was accompanied by a man, tall and broad in jeans and a leather jacket, laughing and talking easily with Her the way i knew i never could. The fact that they were fully clothed made me feel even more naked, if that were possible, kneeling there on the floor, my collar around my neck. I quickly looked back down and found myself staring at Her shoes-high-heeled sexy shoes, with little peep toes showing Her stocking-encased toes. My mouth began to water, and I swallowed hard against an instant craving. They didn't speak to me as they came in, but i stayed where i was, obedient and true, until i saw Her feet stop in front of me, and felt Her hand on my head. She rubbed my head for a moment, and allowed me to rest it against Her leg, then She moved away. I saw Her sit on the edge of the bed, and then i heard Her pat her leg and say "Come here, boy" and i went willingly to Her side. The man went into the bathroom and i heard the shower start, and then i forgot him as the power of Her presence swamped me with sensation. As my head rested on Her lap, i began to enter what She calls "sub space," that euphoric, shadowed place where submission is so logical, so inimical to my being that i can't imagine being happy anywhere else. I slid in effortlessly, like sliding into a bathtub full of warm water, feeling comforted and safe, secure and very very submissive, desiring only to be in Her presence, in Her service, truly at Her feet. Her hand continued to stroke my head, and i became bold enough to open my eyes and look up at Her and ask, "Mommy, may i please..." then my courage faltered, and my whisper trailed off. She scraped Her nails lightly over the back of my head, and i shivered as She reminded me, "Ask for what you desire, sub" and the reprimand, earned though it was, stung me into finishing. "Mommy, may i worship Your feet?" i managed, and Her approving stroke and push toward Her feet was enough. I scrambled down to Her beautiful feet, and sighed as i looked at them encased in black stockings and tucked into the 5-inch satin peep-toe heels. I knelt there, then bent my head to stroke Her leg with my cheek, loving the feeling of the sheer stocking against my skin. I'd shaved closely, of course, in preparation for being with Her, but even so, my beard rasped against the stocking, and i stopped, worried i would snag the delicate fabric. There were other delights for me, of course, so i slid down to crouch at Her feet, taking in a breath as i looked closely at Her lovely feet. The shoes were new, the satin black and glossy, the bows at the toes pert and crisp. Her toenails were painted a dark rich red, and the view of those i could see through the hole at the toe of the shoes tantalized while it tempted. i bent forward to kiss and lick delicately at the toes I could see, my tongue tracing the edge of the peep and dipping in between Her beautiful toes. With a shaking hand, i slid the left shoe off Her foot, placing it carefully on the floor while cupping Her foot in my left hand, then turning back to Her beautiful and delicate foot. With my trembling fingertip, i traced the high arch, then running it down the top of her foot, finishing the impromptu massage by caressing the ball of her foot with my palm. I placed delicate kisses on the top, then kissed each toe on the beautiful red nail, delighting in the tiny silver ring on Her second toe, knowing She had thought of me when She placed it there. My cock throbbed, hard and heavy, at the thought. My mouth would not be denied, however, and i just had to suckle at least one toe before i had to stop. I lifted Her foot to my mouth and delicately sucked Her toe into my mouth, loving the slightly musky whiff of the leather insole of the shoe, and the indescribable scent of Her. The suckling calmed me, as always, and i was simply enjoying the sensation when i felt Her other foot come to rest on my thigh, inches from my little cock. I gasped as Her foot nudged my ball sac, then bumped deliberately against my little cock. For a moment, i was lightheaded, but then pleasure swamped me and i rested my head against the foot in my hand, closing my eyes at the sensation of my Mistress fondling my cock with Her foot. I had come so far in my journey, my exploration of my submission, from a tightly repressed and unhappy man, unable to be satisfied sexually with anyone, going through the motions with my wife-whom I love dearly-and everyone else, unable to think of anything else but the submissive cravings that consumed and tormented me, disappointing myself and everyone in my life. My head was so full of dark needs and fantasies that i shared with no one, sure that i, alone, was this conflicted, the light and shadows of my world so polarized. I was so strong and confident in my world of work, home, and church; how could i rationalize the desires i had with that reality? And then i stumbled upon Her. And now here i was, still a loving husband and father, but more able to open up and give my wife what she needed, able to concentrate on my work and excel, understanding that my need for sexual submission and my desire to worship my Mistress might not be typical, but they were hardly unique. And my secrets... It was so easy to tell Her my dreams and fantasies, and know She would hold them for me, without fear of judgment or reprisal or disclosure. And here with Her, both halves of my world were accepted and understood. Here, i felt whole. I shuddered as She pressed hard with Her foot, the hard edge of the sole of Her shoe pushing my little cock into my groin, then releasing it. I looked down to see the head of my cock resting on Her toes, the black of her stocking stark against the pale skin of my penis. Had i not been trained to ejaculate only upon Her command, i would have spurted my cum all over her foot; as it was, i throbbed harder at the edge of orgasm for a few seconds. Then She moved Her foot and patted Her thigh, and i moved up to rest my head in Her lap again. She let me recover there for a minute, breathing in Her scent, while She stroked my head and spoke to me. Her hand fondled the tag on my collar, the one that read "________" (her pet name for me), and the little musical jingle it made sent little tingles up my spine, like always. After a few minutes, She bent Her head low near mine, and asked me, "Do you have any secrets for Me today, sweet boy?" and the dark shivers started low in my stomach. I nodded against Her leg, and She bent her head lower. "Yes?" she prodded, and i thought for a moment, shuffling through all my deep, dark, perverted cravings and desires, and pulled out my darkest to proffer to Her. I raised my head and put my lips so close to that perfect ear, then gave Her my secret. As i spoke to Her, i could feel Her soft hand caressing my head, could smell Her fresh perfume, could almost taste Her power as i gave up my perversion to Her. As always, the release of that rich darkness lightened my soul and hardened my cock, and i knew She heard me without judgment. I felt no shame or guilt, only pleasure. She continued to pet me as i finished, while She placed Her lips beside my ear, crooning, "Good boy" over and over to me. Then She asked me, as always, "Who are you?" and i answered Her, as always, "Your dirty boy, Mommy...your dirty little perverted boy," and felt a thrill run through me as She patted my head and murmured, "Yes." We stayed there for what felt like hours, my little cock heavy and hard and throbbing, then i heard the man come out of the bathroom and saw his bare feet stop beside us. She spoke to him, Her words soft and low, and then She raised my head up with Her fingertips under my chin and looked at me, Her beautiful eyes locked onto mine. We stayed like that for a moment, then She said, "Open, sweet boy," and i opened my mouth wide and turned to the man, ready to take his cock in my willing mouth. A Middle Pt. 02 He was half-hard, but already much bigger than me, his cock smooth with a huge mushroom head, his balls heavy and clean-shaven. For a moment, the three of us stayed frozen there like a tableau, my mouth partially open with his cock on my tongue, Her seated next to me with Her hand on my head. Then She stroked my head and said "Close," and i closed my lips around his cock and took him in. He tasted clean and smelled fresh, and i was grateful for the shower, but almost immediately i felt him begin to harden in my wet mouth. I stayed still with my eyes closed as he began to move, just a willing and wet mouth for this man to fuck. I felt Her get up and heard Her moving around, but i was soon lost to Her movements as he began to stroke his cock in and out of my mouth. No matter how often i did this-preparing my Mommy's lovers for Her-it always amazed me how aroused i would become at the thought. This is heaven, i thought again. I could hear his breathing increase with his strokes, and my jaw began to ache a little with the effort to stay still while he fucked my mouth. Of course, i still told myself the only way i would suck a cock would be to prepare a lover for Mommy, but She and i both knew that was a fiction we lived with until i could come to terms with the knowledge that i was aroused by breaking another taboo: that i loved the feel of a cock in mouth, loved to feel the head of a dick on my tongue, and craved the taste of his pre-cum as it slid over my taste buds and down my throat. As with Her other lovers, this man had a big cock and would most likely stay hard through and after orgasm-Her preference, i learned-and as always, i was both envious and resigned that that my place in Her world was at her feet, not in Her pussy. Abruptly, he stopped stroking and pulled his cock from my mouth, and i opened my eyes in surprise. Mommy was standing next to us, Her skirt and blouse off, Her pantyless and shaven pussy framed delicately by the garter belt and straps She wore, Her gorgeous breasts resting in a half bra, Her nipples hard and pointed. Her heels back on, She was inches shorter than Her lover, but he had his arm around Her as they kissed, his hand dipping down to cup the globes of Her beautiful ass. Her pussy lips were inches away from me, glistening with Her arousal, but they might have been a mile from me; i knew i could only worship at that altar with explicit permission. So i just gazed longingly at it, as Her lover caressed Her, sliding his mouth and hands all over Her body. His cock dangled over my face, and i gazed at it, a bubble of pre-cum escaping from the piss-slit, wanting to catch it with my tongue, but afraid to lean in without permission from Her. When Her hand cupped the back of my head and pulled me toward his cock again, i opened and took him in, sipping from him as he began to stroke his cock in and out of my mouth again. Her hand cupped me to him, and he began to fuck my face harder, my mouth a willing receptacle for whatever he choose to give me. All too soon, however, he stopped and pulled his cock from my mouth with a pop. I stayed on my knees as they moved toward the bed, watching enviously as he continued to kiss Her, then moved down to Her neck, then her full breasts. He reached in and pulled one out, sucking and nibbling the nipple as She wove Her hands through his hair. I could hear Her moaning a little, and i felt a tingle of energy go through my body all the way to my toes at the sound, a great mess of it pooling behind my little cock. Her pleasure was a sure way to arouse me to a fever pitch, and i could tell that tonight i would be hard and aching for a long long time. His mouth left Her breast as he moved back up to kiss Her, and then i saw him positioning himself between Her thighs, his huge throbbing cock in his hand. He was up on his knees, looking at Her shaved and glistening pussy. And then the most wonderful thing happened. She snapped Her fingers, and i jumped from my knees to crawl onto the bed. She pulled me to her breast, and i opened and took Her nipple in mouth, sliding next to Her to cuddle at Her side. Suckling sends me into twilight space, and now i welcomed it, tasting Her skin in my mouth, feeling Her softness against my tongue. I felt Her body moving as he thrust into her, heard Her moans and his voice as he urged Her on towards orgasm, and i tried to do my part, laving Her nipple with my tongue and cupping the soft underside of Her breast with my hand. My thoughts were of Her, only Her, and i could feel my cock dripping almost constantly now. I heard Her moans escalating and knew She was close, and he apparently did too, speeding up his thrusts into Her, and then I felt Her body tense and heard him shout out and thrust once more, deeply, his cock burying itself in Her soft soft Cunt. I held myself as tightly as i could, knowing i did not have permission to cum, proud that i could please Her by obeying Her rules. There was a time i didn't have enough control to keep from cumming under such arousing circumstances, but now my repeated training kept me from disobeying Her and cumming without purpose and permission. I felt Her hand brush through my hair, and then i felt him push me aside as he lay on Her and kissed her mouth—another feast denied me—and i watched them kiss for a moment. Then he moved off of Her and to Her other side, and i felt my heart leap. If i was lucky, impossibly lucky— And i was. She held out a hand to me, and i put my face in it, rubbing like the pet i was, as She pulled my head down to Her pussy. And then i was in another heaven, licking the warm cum he had just left there, soothing Her throbbing clit with my tongue, now curving it to scoop cum out, and then flattening it to lap at Her slit. I licked Her top to bottom, dipping the tip into her pussy and then Her ass, as Her lover and She kissed. I could taste Her familiar sweetness, and also the salty cum he had left, and their combined juice was nectar to me. I lost track of time as i lapped at the sweet altar of Her Cunt, but eventually, he moved me out of the way again and plunged back into Her, and She accepted me at Her breast again. He fucked Her like a machine, and i couldn't even be envious. There was no way i could have done what he did, and i knew She needed and deserved the fucking She wanted. I suckled at Her breast while She came over and over, listening to Her moans like the music they were. I was in the twilight space, edging close to orgasm, when i felt Her hand raise my chin. I blinked up at Her like a child waking from a wonderful dream, and saw Her breathtaking smile and beautiful eyes. I smiled back, happy and secure, and then i felt Her hand stroking my cheek. I started to close my eyes and lean into the caress, but She tapped my cheek to get my attention. "Tonight we make another fantasy come true for you, pet," She said, and my heart thumped painfully. "Up on your knees," She said, and i felt him pull my hips up, and then I was in a modified slave position, my head still on Her chest, my lower body up on my knees. And then i felt his hand on my ass, and my heart moved to my throat. I looked back into Her eyes, and saw Her smile become mischievous. "Remember: I make all your fantasies come true," She reminded me. My nerves attacked, and i felt my cock wilt a little bit. I felt his finger slide down the crack of my ass, and i moaned silently, unable to look away from Her eyes. She pushed my head back to Her breast, and i began to suckle to relax, wanting to feel everything but afraid of my own desires. The suckling helped, and as i felt his finger press into my ass, i tried hard to will my muscles to relax and to calm my nerves. He had some lotion or something on his finger, and i knew i had Her to thank for that. Had it been me, i would have been so carried away by the thought of my fantasy that i would have insisted i need none for the first time a cock was plunged into my ass. I felt his finger push in, and a cold sweat broke out on my skin. His finger was in no way bigger than any of the toys or dildos that my Mistress had inserted into me, but it was different than anything i'd ever felt. He twisted it around, and i felt the end bump into my prostate, gasping at the sensation. My cock began to harden and i felt my balls swell a little as my upturned ass was invaded by this stranger. I suckled harder at Mommy's breast and gulped a little as i felt his finger start to leave my tender hole. Then he plunged it back in, harder this time, and i moaned, wondering if i would be able to keep from cumming. I began to shiver as he continued to fuck me with his finger, and i realized that She was talking to him, telling him what to do to me, how to fuck me. The knowledge that she was guiding this scene, deciding what i needed, swamped me with submissiveness, and i felt dizzy for a moment. Then his finger left my ass completely, and i knew what was coming. I felt the huge head of his cock at the entrance to my asshole, and i waited, breathless, while he paused, wondering what he was waiting for. Then Her hand reached beneath me and she squeezed my little, dripping cocklet in her hand. I heard Her say, "Fuck him now," and i gasped as i felt him begin to press his cock into me, not brutally, but steadily, as if he would not be deterred from filling me. And fill me he did. I groaned as he continued to push his big cock inside me, his hands holding my hips still—as if i would move from Her side—as he continued to impale me. Finally, i felt a completely foreign brush against the underside of my balls, and realized it was his sac kissing mine. I almost came at that moment, thinking nothing could be as exquisite a feeling. I was wrong. She squeezed my little cock in her fist, then, as he began to withdraw, slid Her hand down my cock, the dripping pre-cum acting as a lubricant for Her hand. Then he pushed back in and She slid Her hand back up my cock. My head spinning, i felt for a minute like i was fucking myself, and i groaned as they sped up the combined motion, me fucking my own ass, my hips uncertain as to whether to respond to the arousing motion of Her hand and move forward, or push back into him and his battering ram. I finally just spread my legs a little and held them still, my breathing short and shallow. "Breathe," She reminded me, and I took in a long deep breath through my nose and allowed it to exhale through my mouth. The oxygen and energy made me tingle all over, and i felt high from all the sensation. I could hear him panting as he fucked my ass, his hips pistoning his cock into me, Her hand mirroring his movement, and i stayed on the edge, hanging on for dear life, not wanting this pleasure to end. But my body betrayed me, and i felt the cum boiling in my balls. "Mommy," I moaned, unsure what i wanted or needed. Surely She would tell me, would direct me. I had relinquished control of this body and my pleasure to her, and i would do whatever it was She told me to. "Yes, my pet," She purred. "Tell me what you want." Cumcumcumcum, my cock screamed, but my mind and heart knew the right answer: "To serve You, Mommy, to give You my pleasure, to be Yours." "Good boy," she crooned to me, and i felt intense pleasure at the two words. Then She heard my cock: "Cum for me, pet," She said, and i had a mad mental image of me leaping over the edge, but it wasn't to be. Instead, i slid over the edge into orgasm, the cum oozing from me without impulse or throbbing, filling her palm as She continued to milk my little cock, the feelings of ecstasy and completion swamping me. When her hand came to Her breast in front of my mouth, She poured out my cum onto Her skin. And yet again that night, i opened and i began to lap my cum from Her soft fragrant skin as Her lover pounded my wide open ass with his hard cock. Her hand rubbed my back, and her other hand cupped my head to her as i drank my cum from her skin. And as he began to groan and unload his cum into my ass, i knew this—this—was heaven...