I felt the comforting sensation of my cock getting semi hard in my pants as I parked my car. I have had for some time watched femdom porn and got excited about the idea of being subjected to some of what I had seen on tape, so here I was.
I had contacted an escort who said she was more than happy to satisfy my need for a fee, and what for me made it me more kinky was that she according to her profile was approaching seventy , but her body looked fine. So someone of my Mom,s or my Aunts age would be abusing me.
I texted that I had arrived and waited , heart rate rising , and she texted back the house number and directions. I got out of the car and followed the directions. My semi pressing against my boxers and outlined in my jeans, but luckily no one was on the street.
I arrived at the house and knocked the door. It opened and I entered the unlit hallway. Sadie, or Mistress as I wanted to call her during our time was standing there wearing a plain blue button fronted dress with a sash tied around her waist of the same material. She did indeed look like somebodies Aunt, not an escort who charges men to fuck her.
She stood about 5 feet 7 inch, Dress size I guessed about 12. And probably correct with her 36inch bust, and blonde shoulder length hair.
“Hello dear, found me alright” she said.
“Yes, fine thanks” I replied handing over the already agreed fee for what I wanted her to do to me as discussed on the phone earlier, and feeling it was somewhat surreal that this little normal looking lady was going to be fucking me up.
She led the way into the lounge and offered me a seat on the sofa and sat down next to me near the edge of the seat leaning forward slightly. I presumed this was the ice breaker to get the client at ease as she talked about the weather and a local news story . Again it seemed surreal sitting with this pleasant lady my Mom and Aunts age, carrying on small talk , and this very nice woman would soon have me stripped naked, abusing my body.
I looked at the clock on the wall. I had booked Sadie for an hour and already a couple of minutes in. I didn,t want to lose too much time on small talk about the weather and as she talked I put my hand around her waist carressing the top of her hips as she continued to talk.
Decent body for her age I again thought and as she sat her tits revealed a pretty ample cleavage. I looked forward to seeing more of that and interrupted her.
“You wearing the thong I asked for?”.
On one of her pics in her gallery she was wearing a tiny black string thong with the thin triangle of material snuggly covering her pussy.
“yes, the picture you were on about was taken several years ago, but I found the thong”
“Can I see now” I replied ,hearing a nervous hoarseness in my voice. “Please”
“You can see me in them when we are upstirs”.
I squeezed her fleshy waist again.
“I am getting hard at the thought” My confidence with her was building. And I took her hand and placed it on my semi hard bulge.
She smiled, then stood.
“Are you ready for why you came then?” She asked.
“Yes” the nervous hoarseness suddenly returning to my voice.
“Sure?” she again enquired.
I nodded yes.
“After you” She gestured to the stairs.
I stood and went up towards the bedroom followed by Mistress.
She indicated the bedroom door and I entered the dimly lit room. It was furnished with a double bed, against it a bedside table with draws and a clock on the top. A chair, and a television playing a porn movie with the sound turned down and a double wardrobe with 2 full length mirrored doors.
Mistress went by me and put the money I had given to her into the top draw and still facing away from me began unbuttoning her dress.
“Wait, I want to strip while your still dressed” I said to her.
She shrugged one shoulder and turned towards me.
“Order me to strip, I want to hear you tell me to get completely bollock naked for you and see you watch me as I obey”.
She smiled briefly before a stern look took over.
“What are you doing dressed” A disdain tone to her voice. “ I want to see you standing before your Mistress naked”
“Bollock naked” I urged.
“ I want you bollock naked” she said.
Hearing a old woman dressed, hands on hips saying this was exciting, I pulled the items from my pocket and threw them on the bed and started undressing as ordered until I ended with just my tight boxer shorts with the bulge of my now half hard cock showing through the material.
“Even these Mistress”
“ I said bollock naked” She replied.
I pulled my shorts down and kicked them off and stood naked in front of her. My cock half erect.
I nodded to the objects and Mistress picked up the 2 plastic clothes pegs with string attached through the spring part of each so they were attached. In the text I sent before arriving I had explained how I wanted parts of this meeting to go, this was the beginning.
She attached the pegs to my areolas, and I felt the sensation as the blood to my nipples started to stop.
“Now you can take your dress off as I watch” I said smiling.
This nearly 70 year old woman stood before me and slowly undid the sash around her waist which loosened the dress then undid the buttons of the front down to her waist. She then stepped out of it giving me a glimpse of her enhanced cleavage of her pale fleshy tits in her black bra. She turned and put the dress on the chair giving me a sight of her side profile. Her legs were still good for her age enhanced by the heels she wore. She turned back and I noticed the bit of a belly below her garter belt which age brings and above the tiny black thong that I had requested her to wear.
The discomfort of the pegs started to increase and I placed a hand on my now erect cock.
“I like seeing a woman your age wearing a thong like that covering your old cunt” . I said, the hoarseness of embarresment had now left my voice.
“Of course talking like that about you being an old cunt will probably bring out the bitch in you, are you an old bitch?”. I taunted.
Mistress smiled. Stepped towards me, reached up and took hold of the string attached to the pegs…..and yanked.
I gasped with pain as the plastic pegs were pulled from my now already painful areolas and now tender nipples.
“Thankyou Mistress” I gasped.
“ Your going to work on my nipples aren,t you?. Your going to bring a big man like me to my knees again and again. Your going make my nipples so tender that when I leave just having a shirt against them will make me gasp. And with every gasp I will remember you smiling as you tortured them. That is what you are going to do to me isn,t it?”.
“That is what you wanted” she replied and told me to hold my arms out to my sides crucifix like and re-applied the plastic clothes pegs to my areolas and slowly pulled them off.
I gasped with pain and involuntarily thrust my hips forward as they were pulled off.
She repeated this several more times, and each time my nipples became more tender.
After the fifth time my tender nipples were red and proud from the treatment and blood rush to them. And instead of the pegs she used her fingertips on them. She dug her nails into my nipples and twisted.
I grunted and gave a small scream as she did so, it was like a electric shock going through my breast. I could no longer keep my arms outstretched and I sank to my knees infront of her.
“Thankyou Mistress” I gasped and I kissed her black thong. “Thankyou” I repeated, kissing and licking her thong.
This plain looking old woman was fucking me, a big man up and I was gratefully thanking her.
I stood again “Thankyou” I repeated and outstretched my arms to the side again awaiting my torment.
She again attached the pegs and pulled the string so they slowly slipped from the areolas to my swollen nipples. I gasped in pain and pleasure as she carefully pulled the pegs along the nipples to near the nipple tip. I fidgeted with the increased pain.
“Take them off, please take them off” I pleaded like a child from the pain.
Mistress was looking at me directly. “Step back so you make them come off “.
I knew the pain would be excrutiating as the pegs pulled off my nipple and I would be causing it myself. I swallowed and tears in my eyes stepped back.
“Aaargh” I heard myself grunt with the unbelievable pain as the pegs nipped and hung to my stretched nipples tips till they fell off.
I rubbed my chest gently with my palms briefly to ease the pain then stepped forward.
“Thankyou Mistress” and I kissed her neck, then the top of her breasts and as I Knelt, her stomach before again kissing the material of her thong as a worship while stroking her thighs
I stood once more.” I want you to be topless as we carry on…… I want to see your titties hanging as you continue to fuck me up ” I told her adding “let me do it Mistress” and stepped behind her and with slightly shaking fingers unclasped her black bra, and continued moving my hands round her body cupping her tits, bouncing them slightly in my palms, feeling the weight of her milk producers. Mistresses slight frame certainly accentuated them and I released the Soft fleshy titties to gravity.
I stood before my Mistress again, enjoying seeing her old still ample tits bare to me.
Again I reached my arms out to my sides. “Are you going to torture my nipples you cunt” I said to her.
“Well you cunt, are you?” I goaded knowing the response.
She attached the pegs once more and very slowly pulled at them towards the very tips of my nipples. And as they moved closer to the nerve endings the pain intensified more and more and she hung them on the very tips of my nipples, tears started coming from my eyes and I again started begging Mistress to stop .
My arms moved to my sides and I shuffled my legs as the agony and ecstacy racked my chest. I begged again .
“You want them off?, what did you call me?” she asked in a very calm voice. “a cunt was it? You called me a cunt?” Hearing this old woman saying cunt was erotic even through the tortuous pain screaming through my chest. “Well this is what a cunt does” with that she pulled the pegs of the tips of my nipples causing a more powerful momentary surge of pain.
I fell to my knees from the torture the Mistress inflicted on me via my nipples. Again I soothed my chest by slowly rubbing the blood back into my tormented appendages.
I crawled on my knees to my Mistress saying Thankyou again and again and started kissing her feet and moving up slowly continuing with the kisses till once more arriving at her thong.
My tongue slid over her material covered slit several times before before I said “ Time to see what your old cunt is like Mistress” And I pulled her thong down exposing her old pussy and kissed her cunt, nuzzling my face into her which caused her to grasp my hair to keep balance.
I continued to kiss and delve with my tongue her old cunt while also gripping and kneading her round fleshy arse.
After several more seconds of savouring my Mistresses cunt, I once again stood up.
I started slowly wanking my cock which had been almost hard as Mistress tortured my nipples and after several strokes it became fully erect with a trace of precum on the tip.
“Well Mistress” I questioned with a raised eyebrow.
Mistress took the hint and raised the pegs. “Your fingers” I added. She smiled and dropped the pegs to the floor and reached out and gently gripped my swollen nipples between her thumbs and first fingers.
My shoulders hunched forward in response to the touch . The nerve endings of my nipples sent sensation of pain and pleasure from the contact.
I continued to wank and with the other hand reached between her legs and started sliding a finger long her old cunt slit.
She squeezed and began to twist my abused nipples. I grunted with pain but continud wanking myself and my finger found her tight cunt hole and I pushed it into her and started fingering.
She twisted harder and more pain flooded through my chest and I wanked both myself and and her cunt now with 2 fingers harder and faster.
She stopped twisting my nipples, and I heard her wetness as I continued fingering her old cunt, still wanking my bone hard dick.
She raised her hands once more to my aching nipples and clamped them between her long nails pressing them in. The agony of the sharp nails going into my already bruised tender nipples made me scream , tears ran down my face with pain and I wanked harder and harder which lessened the pain slightly then I ejaculated……..my white spunk shot out of my cock more powerfully than ever before. The first cock spasm shot my cum two feet out and fell towards the floor, as did the second spasm. The following several subsiding spasms of my cock milking itself dry emptied my balls.
Mistress released my so so sensitive nipples and I bent over hands on knees with exhaustion.
I gasped and smiled through tear stained eyes, looked at Mistress.
“ That was…that was amazing…I have never cum so hard ever…….not ever…… …Thankyou Mistress…..WOW” I said with total honesty.