Hi Ms. Milliscent,

A perfect scenario for all concerned!

Best,

scott
Mrs. Kelly's Playhouse

This is a closet bisexual male's wet dream.

When Logan arrived, he said, " Hello, bitch, don't you look cute in your heels, garter belt, nylons and lipstick. Mince around for me the way Mistress Milliscent taught you to."

Red faced with embarrassment i minced across the room and back, doing the best i could in the too high heels Mistress Milliscent makes me wear. "You little slut, that's it."
"Please, Sir, Mistress Milliscent waits for you upstairs. Please go up." He slid his fingers into my mouth and probed around and smiled at the acute embarrassment in my eyes. Then he went up.

Torment, it was torment, to think of Logan upstairs having sex with Mistress Milliscent, just as it was the time Mistress Milliscent had me naked with the thick leather hood on me and she put me in the cage in her bedroom and made me listen to having having sex with her girlfriend. At least this time every tiny corner of the kitchen got my cleaning attention, some parts more than once when my tears disturbed the perfect surfaces. My torn heart was inside so kept to myself.

Despite my anguish, Mistress Milliscent knows i am addicted to her and that i crave being her little cuck boy, and being humiliated and degraded this way.

Eventually they came downstairs, Mistress Milliscent with bright gleaming eyes, and a light coating of sweat still on her delicious golden blonde flesh. Oh, She looked so gorgeous, and to think that he had been intimate with her and that i never could be.

"Has my little cuck boy been crying? You love it, don't you darling? Just to know that I am with another man or woman having sex. Get on your knees, bitch."

She grasped Logan around the shaft of his thick, rough cock and pulled it close to my face. "Beg for it, bitch." She ran his tip over my lips and smiled at me, "Beg, bitch."

Gulp. "Please, Mistress Milliscent, may i suck Logan's cock? For you?"

"Tell me what you are, say it, say it, bitch."

"i'm a faggot, Mistress, your faggot." I started to cry; it was so degrading and dehumanizing, to have been taken by Mistress Milliscent from a strong male and turned into her cuck boy faggot like this.

"You little cuck boy, faggot, I'm going to whore you out to Dominant old homosexuals for $1 each time, a 1 dollar whore. Suck it bitch."

Her hand on the back of my head pushed forward and my mouth went right onto Logan's cock. Mistress Milliscent chuckled, "you little faggot, back and forth now like a good little cocksucker. That's it. You whore, bitch. Don't spill a drop now."

She forced me to bob my head back and forth, my lips wrapped around Logan's cock, her hand around his shaft working it.

It didn't take long. All of a sudden, Mistress Milliscent pushed my head forward driving Logan's cock deep into my throat as his cock violently jerked. It seemed as though i was drowning as my mouth and throat filled with viscous cum.

"Swallow, bitch and don't spill a drop." i was gagging and trying to swallow, my arms flailing trying to get my head back off his cock so that i could breathe. "You're a lucky little cunt, aren't you, cuck boy?"

Logan's cum spilled out of my mouth and ran down my chin, across my face, and perhaps onto the floor, i didn't know.

Every time i tried to pull my mouth off Logan's cock Mistress Milliscent pushed my head forward and said something like, " Keep sucking and swallowing you little faggot, you have a nice little whore mouth."

Finally, i felt the urgency in Logan's cock abate, and heard him let out a huge sigh. "Keep Logan's cock in your mouth bitch. And for emphasis Mistress Milliscent, still controlling my head, pushed it forward to emphasize that i was to keep all of Logan's soft cock deep inside my mouth.

"Aren't you cute, a little girl on your knees with a cock in your mouth, just as you should be. You spilled some cum, bitch, so I'll have to punish you won't I?"

-- naked on my knees,

harold

Mistress Milliscent,

This is an excellent blend of denial, domestic subservience, cuckoldry, and creative, reckless dominance.

Things i love your being a symbol for.

scott,

Thank you. I'm glad you agree!

M

Susan's pet,

Indeed.

M

harold,

Thank you for the story, I enjoyed it very much!

I'm sorry to read that you wasted a bit of cum though! ;-)

M

mysster,

Thank you for your kind compliments. They are appreciated.

M

Dear Mistress Milliscent,

Thank you! It is absolutely wonderful to hear You say that You really enjoyed my story. Most of Your delicious perverted writing makes stories swirl around inside my head, but i just don't get time, or i can't get on the computer, to get them to You.

Yes, wasting a bit of cum is a true shame.

By the way, please accept my apology for not inviting You to Paris, but Mistress Milliscent, it is 40 years since i graduated Law School and i still travel like a student. From necessity. After 5 careers i am a poor artist, my art form is as a cartoonist, and my wallet would look pretty skinny to a Woman of Your taste, class and expectations. For example, in Paris, i stay in the Hotel Jeanne d'Arc, in the rue de Jarente, in the 4th arrondissement. Hardly a Professional Dominatrix hotel. Yes, it's in the Marais, but no, it's not the Plaza Athenee.

At any rate, perhaps i should should shut right up here and give you some peace.

Naked on my knees,

harold

harold,

So, I've just purchased a 'coffee table' book about Paris in the 1930's. It looks like it was an amazing world.

M

Mistress Milliscent, yes, it must have been. Does your book have photos of the Les Halles Night Market in it? I hope so. It was fantastic.

I'm not quite old enough to have been there in 1934, but I was there in 1964 for the first time. Since I figure you for about a youngsterish 40 around now, that would mean that you still weren't born for another 8 years when I was first in Paris. Holy camoly. And so delicious you are. You'll be able to do your job for as long as you want, there's no question about it; with you age is irrelevant since you have such a succulant mind. And will you ever look less than delicious? No. No matter how old, you will always make men drop to their knees and realize how sub human they really are.

harold

harold,

Thank you for your very kind thoughts.

M