Submissive Men Surrender to Me

Submissive Men Surrender to Me

I sit at my desk, a soft smile creeping over my face. Submissive men surrender to me. I was never more aware of it than I was in that moment with Brent on his knees under my desk, eagerly lapping at my cunt while I typed at my computer. His soft mouth was working at my clit, greedily licking and sucking in perfect rhythm. This was a man’s true place. It was only right that Brent was pleasing me as I worked. It was only right that a man was underneath me at all times, giving me orgasm after orgasm. Doing exactly what I say, like my word is law, and saying thank you for the privilege.

Submissive men surrender to me, and I love it. There was no better feeling than using my sweet, sensual voice and feminine curves to get a man to submit. Even when men fought it at first, they always gave in the end. Rocking my dripping wet pussy into Brent’s mouth, I began to squirt all over his face. I used my hands to hold him still and drench him in my orgasmic juices.

“That’s it, ” praising him softly, I stroked his cheek, “That’s a good boy. Swallow it all up for Goddess Ava.”

Submissive men surrender to me with ease.

Brent drank me up like I was water in the desert. I had to pause my typing to grip him harder with both hands as I came again. I knew this was going to be fun. It always is when they are as eager as Brent. So soft and pliable, easy to mold into the perfect slave. I had told him this morning that he was to eat my pussy under my desk till I’m satisfied. That was the only thing he was going to focus on: being my good toy till I decided I was done. Brent had nodded yes so fast I couldn’t help but laugh. It was all too easy, but sometimes I really do love it that way.

I love walking into a room with a man who already knows his place, tongue out, ready to please me in any way I desire. Submissive men surrender to me no matter what, but there is a special place in my heart for good boys. Good boys just like Brent.

“You are so much better than a vibrator,” I purred softly, petting his head as he looked up at me with glossy blue eyes, “Your tongue really is quite talented. I think I will keep you around awhile.”

“Thank you, Goddess Ava. I want to be a good toy for you.

“I know,” I slid my hand to the back of his thick brown hair, guiding him back to my still throbbing clit, “And I didn’t say stop. Now, did I?”

Give yourself to me tonight and always.

As I came on his face once more, I finally decided Brent had done a good enough job that it was time to give him his reward. I let go of his hair and reached into my desk drawer. Pulling out a giant black dildo that is seven inches long and three inches thick. Brent loved to be stretched wide, and today I was going to indulge him. Brent had done such a good job, and good boys should always be rewarded after all.

“I want you to slide those pants off for me and turn around,” I murmured huskily, making sure he saw the bottle of lube I grabbed. Submissive men surrender to men, and tonight, Brent is going to surrender his ass. Just as I knew he had been fantasizing about. Brent clumsily fumbled with his suit pants, and I couldn’t help but smile. He is just too cute. It makes my heart flutter seeing how quick he is to get undressed and present his greedy hole for me.

“Yes, Goddass Ava.” Once he got his pants and underwear off, he bent over right in front of me so I could admire him. I couldn’t help but slowly trace his body with my toes as I used him for balance. Standing up so I could pull the strap on the harness over my hips. He moaned at the simplest touch for me, arching his back as I pressed the tip of my pink cock into him.

“Aren’t you grateful you chose to confide in your mistress?” I sexily whispered as I began to push my hips into his. What another wonderful way to end a domiant mistriss submissive affair.

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