I shut the bathroom door behind me after changing. He sat just where I had left him on the end of the bed, only difference since I had been in the bathroom was that he was now naked.
"I see you are eager to begin." I moved to stand just in front of him.
"Yes," was all he whispered.
"Help me out of this skirt dear." And with a trembling hand he reached for the zipper o

n my skirt. He lowered it with exquisite slowness. The anticipation rose in me as he
did this. His cock rose too as the zipper inched lower and I smiled down at him. As he unbuttoned the top button I gave a little shimmy and the skirt slipped from my hips. He offered a small gasp as the skirt fell and he saw what I had changed into while in the bathroom. Something he loved to fantasize about but never had done for me.
"Miss Honey?" I smiled knowing his question didn't matter. This was going to happen.
I took hold of the beautiful plastic cock I had strapped on my hips earlier. "Yes dear, it is what I want." He looked up at me and I lifted the toy to his lips.
"Yes," was all he whispered.
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For the
Microfantasy prompt at the
Sweltering Celt. This week's theme Strap On.
5 comments:
Oh yes, Mistress. It is a wonderful story. However, why have you changed the picture in one with a smaller cock? ;)
I enjoyed reading it, as always anything from your hand.
I liked this, the dance of power hehe x
Oh, nice...you and I had a similar idea. *grins* Beautifully done.
very nice.. compact and complete. And I do love power play, especially with an unexpected twist for the participants.
Lovely. I do love where everyone has gone with this one...
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