【My Story with Sister Zhao】(09) Author: 52676

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Author: 52676
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On the double bed in the bedroom, a woman and a man were having intercourse. Rather than intercourse, "face riding" would
be a more apt description: the woman was completely naked from the waist up, only wearing long black gloves on her arms. She was squatting on the man
's face, her body rising and falling with her thighs. Her ponytail swayed from side to side with
the movement of her body, and she was covered in sweat. Her hands were on the headboard, maintaining her balance and sharing
the weight of her thighs as they rose and fell. The heels of her over-the-knee boots sank deeply into the soft mattress. The woman made no attempt to hide her moans,
as if only in this way could she release the immense pleasure within her.

The camera zoomed in, revealing a thick, long, reflective penis between her legs,
appearing and disappearing with the movement of her labia. Surprisingly, the base of this penis did not originate from a man's genitals,
but from his mouth.

The man beneath her was completely naked, his limbs stretched wide by four ropes, each end securely tied
to a bed leg. Aside from his head, he could barely move.
A collar hung around his neck, the other end of which was wrapped around the woman's hand.

The man was also aroused, his erect penis undulating with the woman's movements
, but compared to the enormous object in his mouth, his penis paled in comparison; its entire size was
even smaller than the exposed portion of the dildo.

The woman moaned excitedly, slowly squatting down again, the dildo being drawn inch by inch
into . The thick, hard object filled her vagina completely, reaching the deepest
part of her uterus.

"Oh~" the woman let out a long, low moan, expressing her satisfaction.
The honey-like fluid , squeezed against the inner walls, flowed out of her labia in streams. Dragged down by gravity,
it slowly descended along the dark phallus, gathering on the man's lips. After a brief pause, with another squeeze from the woman, it slipped through
the gaps in his mouth and entered his warm oral cavity. It passed his clenched teeth, slid over his thick tongue, and
mixed with his constantly secreted saliva at the base of his tongue, flowing down his throat and esophagus, finally entering his stomach.

*Pfft, pfft, pfft…*

The woman's strength gradually waned. She wrapped the leather rope around her palm a few times and tugged upwards. The man
received the signal through his collar and began to strain his neck, forcefully pushing the phallus in his mouth into her
pink vulva. At the same time, he tightened his teeth around the base of the dildo to prevent it from slipping. The woman felt
the man's effort, relaxed her leg muscles, sat on the man's collarbone, spread her legs, and let
the man's neck strain against her. The continuous thrusting drew out more of the woman's bodily fluids. Some flowed down the penis into the man's
mouth, while others ran down her genitals, mixing with the sweat from her buttocks and dripping onto his neck,
eventually soaking the sheets.

Let's freeze this scene and rewind half an hour: After lunch, I was clearing the dishes when I turned around and saw
Sister Zhao sitting in a chair, playing with the black dildo, a slight smile on her lips. She seemed quite fond of this
sex toy. "Master, do you really like that… uh… thing?"

"Hehehe, of course, it's an important prop," Sister Zhao said, staring at me. A bad
feeling crept into my mind.

"Remember the two types of orgasms I told you about this morning?" the master asked. "Yes, those… two types of orgasms,"
I couldn't say these things directly to the mistress.

"And do you remember I said I'd give you the treatment of General Manager Zhang? Hehehe," Sister Zhao stood up, walked behind me,
and slid the dildo across my back. I unconsciously tightened my sphincter.

"Look how scared you are," Sister Zhao patted my butt, leaned close to my ear, and breathed, "Don't worry, your
back door is safe for now. Your task today is to replace General Manager Zhang." "Then General Manager Zhang...?" I
asked Didn't Sister Zhao want vaginal orgasm by penetrating me? I suddenly realized that Sister Zhao wanted
me to use a dildo to help her orgasm... Even using these cold, hard rubber objects wouldn't let me penetrate her. I
felt insulted, but this feeling of humiliation also gave me a strange sexual excitement.

"Master, do you want me to use this to help you... masturbate?" I said, turning on the tap and starting to wash my hands.

"Hehehe, wash your mouth clean," Sister Zhao gently bit my earlobe, spitting out each word
clearly into my ear, "I, want, you, to, serve, me, with, your, mouth." (This is a tribute to dom
ina, a very old but classic femdom short story.)

I was stunned, not understanding for a moment. Mouth? Suddenly, I remembered the dildo in her hand and it all clicked.
I couldn't help but marvel at Sister Zhao's imagination, and at the same time, I felt an intense sexual excitement—I wanted to make
Sister Zhao reach orgasm while she was sucking on that dildo, what she called a vaginal orgasm.

She must have wanted to do this for a long time, at least since last night. Among that pile of items
, other sex toys might be unnecessary, but this dildo had to be there; and our
discussion about two types of orgasms this morning was also paving the way for this. I shook my head with a wry smile. Actually, if Sister Zhao just
said one word , I would obediently satisfy her demands, but she just liked to subtly lead
me step by step into her trap.

Sister Zhao held the black penis in her right hand and led me to my bedside with her left. She pressed herself against me,
blew on my neck, and rubbed my nipples with the penis in her hand. I trembled with pleasure, and my underwear
bulged . Sister Zhao sensed the movement below and grabbed my penis, kneading it in her hand.
She whispered, "Little sex slave, blame your little brother for being so useless. It's too small to satisfy his master. Now...
" Sister Zhao slowly moved the dildo upwards, rubbing the rubber glans against my lips. "I want
you to warm up this big brother. Come on, open your mouth and take it." I felt a little uncomfortable. After all, it was the first time I had put something like a man's
penis in my mouth, and I still had some psychological barriers. Sister Zhao wasn't annoyed.
She whispered some lewd things in my ear, pinching my cheek with one hand to loosen my lips, while the other hand held
the dildo, circling and rotating it on my lips before subtly twisting it in, prying open
my teeth, and pressing down on my tongue. I felt my consciousness slowly fading, and amidst Sister Zhao's lewd laughter, I swallowed the tip of
the penis into my mouth.

"Good boy, I'll go get ready. We'll start in a bit. Just keep this in your mouth and don't move, understand?"
Sister Zhao patted my face. "Oh, I almost forgot the safety words. Five pats on the bed and I'll stop."

It seems Sister Zhao still cares about my safety. I was touched and nodded, drool
escaping . I quickly wiped it away.

"Hehe, good boy." Sister Zhao turned and left, leaving me alone sitting on the edge of the bed, a big
thing , looking quite comical.

As I was fantasizing about the erotic scene that was about to unfold, Sister Zhao walked in. Her hair was all tied back in a ponytail
, revealing her round forehead and giving her a very spirited look. Her upper body was only covered by long black gloves, which
made her skin appear even whiter. Her full breasts, no longer supported by clothing, hung naturally, with her nipples slightly
erect. Below her flat stomach was a neatly trimmed patch of black pubic hair. Her vulva was even fuller with
excitement . Her long legs were encased in black over-the-knee leather boots with high, thin heels that
smacked loudly on the floor. I suddenly felt an urge for Sister Zhao to stomp on me with her boots.

Sister Zhao looked at me provocatively, walked up to me with cat-like steps, pulled the penis out of my mouth,
and then slowly pushed it back in until it reached my throat. I gagged, and Sister Zhao stopped.
It seemed the size in my mouth satisfied her. She pinched my nipple and suddenly pushed me down forcefully.

I lay down on the bed, making a "Y" shape with my arms. "Up, legs apart," she said. I obediently arched
my back and spread my legs. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain below. It turned out that Sister Zhao had slapped me through my underwear. "Why don't
you know your place? Take it off!"

I quickly took off my underwear and spread my legs again. I felt ropes tied around my ankles. Sister Zhao was very
skillful; the ropes didn't dig into my flesh, but they were tightly pressed against my skin, and they wouldn't loosen even if I pulled hard.

My legs were quickly tied up, and the feeling of being bound gave me a strange excitement. I
started .

Sister Zhao walked to the left side of the bed, sat down, and slightly lifted my left hand. She wrapped the rope around her arm, tied a slipknot,
then bent down, tugged at the rope, and tied the other end to the bed leg. I felt my range of motion
getting smaller and smaller, and I whimpered excitedly. Suddenly, I heard a snap. Sister Zhao grabbed the soft whip beside her and lashed it across my thigh
. My thigh muscles tensed, and I stopped whimpering.

"That's right, you'll have your turn to whine later." After tying my other hand, Sister Zhao climbed onto
the bed, straddled my body, moved forward, and sat on my chest. She even playfully
pressed her buttocks down, and I felt the pressure suddenly increase, greatly reducing my lung capacity. Because my mouth was full,
I could only breathe deeply through my nose to adjust myself. Sister Zhao sat up straight, tossed her ponytail behind her head, and looked down at
me with pity in her eyes.

"My little sex slave," Sister Zhao said in a pitiful tone, "I'll love you soon, so you have to
behave well." She then flicked my face with the soft whip in her hand. I could feel a wetness on my chest, which meant that Sister Zhao
was now highly aroused.

"Here, put this on too." Sister Zhao leaned back and reached for the collar near my feet, putting it
on me. Perhaps fearing I would have difficulty breathing, Sister Zhao fastened the collar loosely. She tried pulling on the leather strap, and my
neck was still involuntarily pulled upwards, achieving her desired effect.

"Let's begin." Everything was ready; Sister Zhao's face was flushed, and her nipples were
erect .

I sucked the saliva off the dildo in my mouth, swallowed it, and nodded to Sister Zhao.

Sister Zhao smiled with satisfaction, threw down the whip, grasped the base of the dildo with her right hand, and slowly pulled it out, wiping the saliva off
my cheeks. I felt a wave of relief in my cheeks, followed by a tingling and numb sensation.
It seemed that oral sex for a man was indeed physically demanding.

Sister Zhao turned the dildo upside down, signaling me to open my mouth again, and then slowly inserted the base.
When I felt it was about right, I closed my teeth, pressing my lips tightly against the outer wall of the dildo. Sister Zhao gently pulled it out, and after feeling my
strength , she playfully flicked my nose.

With a thrust of her ample hips, Sister Zhao leaned forward, using the headboard to stand up. Because the mattress was soft and
her boot heels were thin, it was difficult to find a foothold; she could only brace herself against the wall, placing her feet on either side of my head,
her cleft positioned directly above my face. Sister Zhao looked down at my face with my erect penis, her ponytail
sliding down her cheek as she gave a seductive smile.

As I slowly squatted down, a parted vulva drew closer, growing larger, revealing
more and more details. I could even count the folds between the labia. Then, the
distinctive scent of Sister Zhao's genitals wafted up, and I couldn't help but close my eyes and take a deep breath, inhaling the fragrance. When I opened my eyes again , Sister Zhao's genitals were even closer, already overflowing with glistening, translucent fluid, providing ample lubrication
for the massive object about to enter . Like a spacecraft docking with a space station, Sister Zhao slowly adjusted her position. When her vulva filled my entire field of vision, the tip of my penis touched her labia, and Sister Zhao shuddered. "Slave, I'm going to start fucking you..." Returning to the initial frozen scene, the actions of the man and woman continued: I swallowed a mouthful of bitter mixed fluids , and with another thrust of my neck, I drove my head, deeply inserting the huge penis in my mouth into Sister Zhao's love hole. The master's love juice splattered on my face with each thrust, and this stimulation made me like a man possessed, frantically repeating the previous actions. Sister Zhao supported herself on the bed with both hands, her buttocks slightly raised, rhythmically moving her lower body towards that penis. My nose and mouth were slapped by her plump labia, making a slapping sound. "Ahhh~" Sister Zhao groaned, her lower body thrusting even harder, her words becoming increasingly lewd, "Fuck your face! Fuck you to death! Fuck you to death!" * Slap slap slap*, my chin was already drenched in a small stream of love juice. Sister Zhao began to pull hard on the leather strap of her collar, the force almost as if she wanted to shove my head into her vagina. Unfortunately, I couldn't muster any strength in my limbs, and my neck, after constant movement, began to tire, the rhythm gradually slowing down. Sister Zhao seemed to sense my weakness, angrily kicking my arm with her boot heel, sitting on my chest, slowly withdrawing the rubber dildo from her vagina. "Useless, you're already done for?" Sister Zhao panted heavily, her face flushed as she appeared before me.

A pair of almond-shaped eyes stared at me. "Mmm, ooh ooh ooh," the penis in my mouth pressed down on my tongue, preventing me from uttering even a muffled
sound . Sister Zhao didn't remove it, giving me a chance to explain.

"I'll give you one more chance," Sister Zhao said, loosening the knots binding my limbs and restoring my freedom. Then
she sat on the headboard, spreading her legs and coldly staring at my face. "Otherwise, I'll find someone else, and show you what
a real man is."

My heart tightened. I hurriedly crawled between my mistress's legs, raised my head, met her cold gaze,
gritted my teeth, and aimed the dildo in my mouth at her love hole, slowly inserting it…

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