Man Bitch Side Piece Has an Assignment ♕

Man bitch side piece has work to do.

Today’s assignment for my sub is a body worship assignment. Worship me with just his face. No hands, fingers, or tongue.  My submissives are always looking for new ways to please me. For the purpose of today’s story time, we will call the sub in question Man bitch side piece. I’ve started giving assignments to Man bitch side piece so he can feel purposeful.

He enjoys a challenge and savors any opportunity to pray to me and worship my body.  Man bitch side piece has a morning ritual. He gets on his knees in his bedroom, naked, and kisses the floor. For 15 minutes, he stays there and chants his mantra: “All I do, every day, in each moment, is for my Mistress.”

From there, he crawls to his toy drawer and takes out a ruler or hairbrush for his spankings. We have a calendar so he knows where to spank each day. Unless I change the rules. Which happens… when I feel like it. Yesterday was ass spanking day, and today is reserved for his teensy balls. Man bitch side piece sends me photos after his 50 spanks are done, so I see the damage.

Once he settled at my feet today, he politely asked if there was an assignment. I stood over him in one of my favorite outfits: a red pleather bustier with matching panties over black fishnet stockings and stacked black heels. In my hand was a ball of twine for some of today’s activities. I walked behind him and proceeded to bind his wrists together with the twine.

“Today, when you worship me, you will do so with your hands tied behind your back. You may only use your face. Not your hands or tongue, and no kissing. Please impress me.”

Man bitch side piece thrives on a challenge

Nodding, he spoke to my feet. “Yes, Mistress. I understand, Mistress.”

Once I stepped out of my heels one by one and sat on a chair in front of him like the Prince of Darkness. He leaned down and began to run his nose along the bones on top of my foot. Tracing from my toes to my ankle, he turned his head to allow his cheek access to this area as well.

My ankles are his favorite to worship. Man bitch side piece paid special attention to those. Brushing his lips against my right, rolling his face over it, and nudging at it with his chin. Then he moved to the left and did the same for the same amount of time. He’s learned to count as he works, so he mirrors the time he spends on each side.

I don’t like an uneven amount of focus on one side over the other during body worship, which has resulted in punishment in the past.

Working his way up the front of my legs, my shins were caressed lightly by his ears, which almost got caught in my fishnets at one point. My laughter at that startled little Man bitch side piece, but it didn’t interrupt him from his work. He made sure to give proper attention to the sides of my calves with his forehead as well. There’s a strong possibility his face will be raw tomorrow from my fishnets.

He looked like a caterpillar as he tried to maneuver the side and top of his head against me while restrained. Up he went to my quads and, besides his cheeks and nose, I could feel his eyelashes fluttering along my skin.

So pathetic!

As he neared the top of my legs, Man bitch side piece slowed down, knowing that this body worship assignment would be coming to a close shortly.

Man bitch side piece used his chin to trace the muscle lines on the side of each leg from the knee up. The remaining flutters of eyelashes and smooth strokes of his cheeks along my inner thighs lingered until I patted his head and he went back to his resting position at my feet.

I stood up. My hair fell around my shoulders as I leaned over to kiss Man bitch side piece on the forehead, leaving a lip-shaped mark from my deep red lipstick.

“You’ve been a good boy.”

Man bitch side piece’s breath quickened, and it was difficult for him to keep his eyes on the floor as he’d been directed. I rarely treat him to my touch. I predict he won’t wash that lipstick mark off until I order him to.

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