John & Jill, A Seattle Female Supremacy Story Continues
Chapter 2
I am on my hands and knees with my mouth lowered to her feet. Feet encased in black leather, strikingly high stiletto heels. She has come home, come home to me with the scents of sweat and sex perfuming every inch of her taut form.
I am licking those sexy shoes, shoes that scream sex appeal, desire. Licking her lovers dried cum from upon them. Sometimes I dream that someday I will be allowed to lick a lovers cum straight from her cunt, but I know that doing so will remain forever a dream. She believes penetrating another to be a dominant act, and she could never tolerate spending a moment with a man who dared presume to be dominant in her lovemaking. I have no doubt that she will never allow a cock, any cock to enter her body, her cunt or her mouth.
Her lovers are submissives. Boys allowed to pleasure her and if they are very good cum upon her heels or in her panties. She would never stoop to giving reciprocal sexual gratification, never allow herself to pleasure any cock.
In a perverse way I feel honored to be licking her lovers cum from her heels, honored to be the man whom she comes home to after being pleasured by another, honored to have her think me worthy of such humiliation at her hand. I also must find myself grateful to take a mans cum only in my mouth, for I know that I could be having my ass filled with it as she has from time to time remarked about the possibilities of finding a strapping fellow willing to rape my hole as she laughs at the show we would provide. I know that she is capable of such cruelty, and can never assume that someday it shall not come to pass.
“Be certain to lick up every morsel, I would hate to think of myself walking around in shoes stained by a bit of cum you missed.” She says as my tongue continues it’s cleaning routine.
My cum licking duty completed I was allowed to kneel up, my face very near her divine crotch.
“Did you think about me while I was away?” She asked.
“Yes.” I stated while remembering my excitement tinged with shame.
“Did your pathetic little cock get hard while you thought of another man pleasuring my beautiful cunt.”
“Yes.” I admitted.
“You should have seen how hot I was tonight, I swear that I’ve never been so turned on! He is so good with his hands, his lips, his tongue. I don’t let you even try such things because I know that your efforts would be in vain. You could never please me like other men can.” She said.
I nodded.
“You know that it’s for your own good that I won’t let you near my pussy, won’t let you even try to bring me pleasure. Your efforts would just be so worthless, you could never pleasure me properly, never turn me on like other men can. I’d just have to laugh at your stupid little efforts. You understand that don’t you boy?”
“Of course.” I answered.
“But you like sniffing me don’t you boy? Like the smell of my hot cunt, my cute little ass, the scent of another man’s saliva and sweat on my skin, don’t you boy?”
My face reddened as I admitted that I do love those things.
“You love thinking of me with a lover don’t you boy? Love thinking about his tongue deep in my cunt, love thinking about me screaming in ecstasy, love thinking about me taking pleasure in other men, pleasure that you could never give me, don’t you boy?”
“Yes.” I mumbled.
She turned away from me, placed her hands on the wall in front of her and arched her body so that her shapely ass was in my face.
“Kiss boy. Kiss my ass, lick my lover’s saliva off of it, worship my asshole for it’s the best part of my body for you. I want your tongue to be as soft as a butterfly as it strokes my ass, as it explores my precious hole.” She commanded.
Overcome with passion, desire for her I worked to make certain that I worshiped her ass exactly as she desires, softly, gently. My desire compelled me to take, to eat, to live within her ass, yet as always my control held. She continued speaking as I licked.
“I do love the way you kiss my ass, love the way you embrace my lovers. Your submission to me is beyond compare. I love having you as my little panty waste fag. A real lover you could never be, but as an emasculated little pussy you are the tops!”
As I licked I reflected upon her words. She does love me, but her love is conditional. I love her unconditionally as a good slave husband should; she loves me conditionally as a great Mistress Wife should. She loves me not for some ephemeral ‘who I am’ but for what I give her, for my obedience to her whims, for my acceptance of her desires, for my encouragement of her outside lovers. If I stopped pleasing her in these ways she would stop loving me. That is exactly how it should be.
“Touch yourself little boy, cum for me. Spill your disgusting slime from that tiny little thing you call a cock. Just be sure to lick it all off the floor when you are done! It’s funny you know how some people always assumed that Men were the stronger gender. Just think about yourself. I’m off with other men while you lay in bed with a plug up your ass. I’m exploring my sexuality however, whenever, and with whomever I desire while you do nothing but pull on your own tiny cock. I come to you with other men’s cum on my clothes, their sweat and saliva on my skin, you lick their cum their fluids off of me, then for desert, your own off the floor. The stronger gender? Ha! You are so inferior to me I don’t even think it can be explained.” She said.
As always her words had an intoxicating effect upon me and I found my cock spurting its mess in large droplets on to the floor. She laughed then slowly walked away as I bent to lick up every last drop.
Comments
Needless to say, i was absolutely enthralled by this story Mistress Milliscent! Your narrative clearly shows men to be the inferior gender. i fully identify with John, that pathetic little cumhole! i was grateful Jill allowed him to shoot a pathetic load, that was most kind of Her. i also love that Jill never pleasures a man's cock, another admirable trait. And finally, John's worshiping of Jill's delicious ass brought me to the edge of climax, but i denied myself orgasm because i'm not worthy. Thank You again, Mistress MIlliscent for the stirring erotica.
Posted by: prisonbitch | March 29, 2009 5:29 PM
prisonbitch,
Thank you. I am pleased that you are enjoying my little story!
Just imagine how powerful Jill feels as her husband, who is denied every having sexual contact with her, licks her lovers cum from her feet. Imagine how powerful she feels as her husband licks her lovers saliva off her ass.
Imagine how powerful she would feel if she were to watch her husband thank her lover for providing her sexual satisfaction.
Imagine and cum prisonbitch. Dream of your own humiliation at the hands of a striking and powerful woman.
M
Posted by: Milliscent | March 29, 2009 6:08 PM
Yes, i imagine the power flowing through Jill, Mistress Milliscent. Her husband should most assuredly thank Her lovers for providing her with proper satisfaction, one that pathetic subs like us can never do. i imagine the strapping hunks that please Her to be muscular hunks, the kind i drool over. subs such as i and John are there to clean up the cum and the saliva, that is our function in this life. i dream of the humiliation as i cum.
Posted by: prisonbitch | March 30, 2009 1:13 AM
Very inspiring..... Now, if You ever decide to make a play out of this, i would love to audition, on my knees, for the sub's role... And then, if i get the part, i imagine days and days and days of repetition and practice to really make everything perfect. Worship to ectASSy. With You in the leading role, as The Goddess, and with O/our talent, passion and dedication, no doubt this would be a hit on Broadway. For years. Just imagine the awards. You would be the actress with the most "satisfied" and cleanest ass every night. And i, the best actor in a sub role (with always the same permanent contented grin on his face..).
Anyway, just daydreaming.. inspiring i said. Can't wait for the movie. Please think of me for the audition....
Have a nice day. Thanks for being here.
Posted by: creative | March 30, 2009 8:16 AM
Dear Mistress
Even better then chapter #1.
Oh, how I would enjoy having to serve you in such a manor.Posibly within two months I will be able to cume up to see you and have the priviledge to serve you.
Posted by: jlp | March 30, 2009 10:03 AM
Ms M You do have a way with words.....its obvious they come from your heart....hot story
Posted by: bdenied | March 30, 2009 3:07 PM
prisonbitch,
Pain, humiliation, and orgasm. Such wonderful things to have entwined within a sub's mind.
M
Posted by: Milliscent | April 5, 2009 8:30 AM
creative,
Thank you. I am pleased that you are enjoying the ongoing saga!
It would I think be rather fun to play a scene for an audience, not as one does at a fetish club, but as one would do at a theater. Alas though, such things will likely always remain in the mind for me. I just can't see an audience truly happening. ;-)
M
Posted by: Milliscent | April 5, 2009 8:33 AM
jlp,
I'm glad that you are liking it.
I would love to see you soon! It is a most beautiful day here, snow on all of the mountains above, warm and sunny here, the bluest sky opposing the whitest snow when one looks up.
The studio is as always perfectly inviting.
Crazy things happening in my house though, the destruction and rebirth of remodeling. A new bathroom, laundry room, mud room, and large new closets will be wonderful, but for now one must live with a great deal of mess.
As I've remodeled the house two summers in a row now, I must say that I am thrilled to not have my home and my studio connected!
M
Posted by: Milliscent | April 5, 2009 8:39 AM
bdenied,
I am pleased that you enjoy my words! Alas though, I must even wonder myself, the heart or the clit?
;-)
M
Posted by: Milliscent | April 5, 2009 8:40 AM
I'm not a big blog commenter, but It's high time that I leave a little remark and greetings on your wonderful blog. ;-) I really love your Jill & John stories.
This part of the text is very interesting and thought-provoking:
----- As I licked I reflected upon her words. She does love me, but her love is conditional. I love her unconditionally as a good slave husband should; she loves me conditionally as a great Mistress Wife should. She loves me not for some ephemeral ‘who I am’ but for what I give her, for my obedience to her whims, for my acceptance of her desires, for my encouragement of her outside lovers. If I stopped pleasing her in these ways she would stop loving me. That is exactly how it should be. -----
It's somehow sad, but it's also true, at least in my case: I feel exactly the same way. I know there are dommes who see this different and still have great relationships, but my love and his ability to accept whatever I want him to accept go hand in hand. I love my slave, but not just for ~who he is~, but rather for what he endures for me. I love him for his subservience, his devotion and his suffering. That's the fundament of our marriage.
However, I have to qualify my statement a bit: My love may be conditional, but not my feelings of sympathy and friendship towards him. If he stops obeying me, I would stop loving him and our marriage would be over, but he would still remain a good friend. However important submission may be, he has also qualities as human being (honesty, intelligence, humor, etc.) that are independent from his obedience. He would be of no interest for me in a m/s context. But in a more platonic, non-sexual, non-intimate context: Yes.
And as for the ~unconditional~ love of a slave: Well I'm not sure if this love is really totally unconditional. A mistress loves her slave for what he endures, but this can be reversed: A slave loves his mistress for her cruelty, her harshness and the torments she inflicts on him. And not only for ~who she is~. I'm sure the same woman would be of no interest for him if she were vanilla or submissive. He does not simply need a woman, he needs a dominant woman. Her dominance is the condition HE has. So his love may perhaps be less conditionally than hers but I think there are always some conditions.
Laureen
Posted by: Anonymous | June 20, 2011 3:06 PM
Laureen,
Thank you for your kind and thought provoking comment. It is greatly appreciated.
M
Posted by: Milliscent | June 26, 2011 10:54 AM