Chapter 17

My own pulse is racing; it’s been a pretty wild ride so far. I pick up my discarded towel and wipe the sweat from my face, neck and torso. Frankly, I stink. Of sweat, of cum, of my own secretions soaking my pubic hair. I lie down next to Jimmy, who at least doesn’t reek of Ax, and place my hand on his chest, watching it rise and fall, slowly drifting from unconscious panic to exhausted doze. I run my hand down his torso, slightly clammy with drying perspiration, but still smooth and firm to my touch. He could, perhaps, overpower me, had he the drive and inclination, but he will not. Not just because he’s a slave to his testosterone and his mommy complex (yeah, Freud’s bullshit; sue me), but because if he escapes he’s alone in a town a fair distance from home and a hell of a lot of explaining to do. No, even if I push him too far he’s mine so long as he’s sure he’s getting home before his folks miss him. That thought brings a grin to my face.

I lie on the bed for a few more minutes, running hands over arms and thighs, pondering my next move. I release the cuffs on Jimmy’s arms and legs, using the quilt fo gently tug him up the bed. The dildo catches on the edge of the mattress, eliciting a grunt as it shifts inside that cute little ass. I quickly roll Jimmy onto his side, relieving the pressure. I take the cat collar that had the bell on it, and fasten it around his neck as loosely as I can. It doesn’t have a d-ring for a lead, obviously, so I just settle for cinching a pair of cuffs to it, giving me the chain joining them as a decent handle. His hands I secure behind his back.

Rolling him onto his front, the dildo now looking even more obscene poking out from between those trim, tanned butt cheeks, I stand on the bed, straddling him as I haul his hips up and tuck his knees beneath him. I feel him start to stir now, so I quickly take the dog lead and loop it round the back of his thighs and secure it to the cuffs linking his hands.

I take the astroglide and smear more of the gel around Jimmy’s taught and straining anus. I gently start to twist the large purple intruder, needing a full 180 before I can mount it comfortably again. I continue to turn and push and pull, not wanting to cause an injury.

“Mistress Santos?”

“Yes, Jimmy?”

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Yes, you can”

“Do you ever do this with girls? Like, erm, tie them up and hurt them and make tbem feel good? I mean, girls my age?”

“Why do you ask, Jimmy?”

“Just, umm, wondering...”

There’s a few moments of silence, before Jimmy’s next sentence comes out all in a rush:

“If you do then next time can I help?”

Now there’s an interesting thought. One to file away for further consideration.

“I’ll think about it, Jimmy. I think that first you’re going to show me how obedient you can be.”

“But-”

“Ah”

“Yes, Mistress Santos”

I continue to work on rotating the thick rod of silicone ensconsced in his rectum, and I’m pleased to hear him suppress his winces and grit his teeth against the discomfort. Finally I have the vaginal end pointing up, ready for me. I give the end an experimental tap, sending it bouncing and forcing a breathy grunt from Jimmy’s lips.

I lean over Jimmy’s back, whispering in his ear.

“You know what you want. Tell me.” I tug gently on his collar.

“I want you to” he gulps “fuck my ass”

I tug harder.

“P-please” he coughs “please, Mistress Santos, fuck me in the ass.”

“Go on.”

“P-push it,” he gasps for breath “all the way in, please Mistress Santos. Fuck” he gulps again “the shit out of me”

“Good boy.” I pat him on the cheek and scratch under his chin like I’m petting a cat.

A question in my mind, I reach down between Jimmy’s legs and find that he is again hard as a rock. I give his dick a hard squeeze, then deliver a sharp slap to his balls. This gets me a groan, followed by a sharp squeal and some rather fast breathing. I lean back, taking the gel and lubing the short end of the dildo once more. I slide it home into my vagina.

Raising myself from my knees to a crouch, I grab Jimmy firmly by the hips, leaning my weight forward and pushing. Hard.