Megan does, willing femdom

I am about to drift off for what must be the 10th time tonight when my door seems to crack open. I blink as my eyes adjust but I don't have to wait long as the door glides up and Megan steps into the moonlight of my window. I raise up for a moment believing I've actually fallen asleep but no my throbbing erection seems to tell me so and if it was my dream it would be reversed. Megan seems to be dressed much the same way as she was this morning though her hair is even more of a mess and she is wearing green lipstick matching her green robes and I swear her once small thighs seem to be plumper than they were before.

"I'm sorry, John." she says "I tried to resist...but..OH GOD I NEED A COCK."

She wastes no time as her robe slides off to reveal underneath she's wearing a leather harness that seems to hug her hips, thighs, and waist while supporting her DDs to help keep them looking perky as ring around each nipple and around her navel is a metal ring. It seems like I'm pulling my average sized, well maybe slightly above average now, cock out of my sweat pants before she is even halfway to me. To my surprise she practically flings herself onto my rapidly drenched stomach as I find my cock grinding against her decently sized fanny.

"Megan...I-" I start to tell her something that not even I was sure what I was going to say....was it I love you, I want to fuck you. But I don't get a chance to find out as I find a ball gag embedded in my mouth and before I can spit it out or turn my head she's slipping the strap behind my head. Before I can even try to pull the gag off I find my hands pinned above my head as she starts to desperately kiss my forehead.

"I'm...*Kiss*... Sorry! *Kiss*" She pleads as she delivers **** kisses to my my neck "*Kiss*. I tried to...*Kiss*.. Be Strong...*Kiss*...Faithful...*Kiss*."

With a manic jolt she stops her kissing as she reaches my nipple as she lunges forward to grab my head giving me a manic look "I'm...sorry. I'm going to **** you and...you'll become like one of those stupid hunks."

"But....you'll like that...Won't you...just thinking about fucking me like... the hunk you are." She adjusts herself raising up till my member is resting against her entrance with just the barest movement of needing to manually adjust me. For only the barest moment do I entertain the thought of overpowering her and turning her into a slut....but that desire is gone as she slowly glides down. She seems to take a moment in basking atop me momentarily content in the fact she has her desires from this morning snuggly inside her. She finishes adjusting so my hands are trapped above my head and she able to keep them so with just a single hand as her now freed right hand disappears behind her.

I don't have long to wonder what she's reaching for as I feel something glides past my leg and gentle tap on my balls with something made of leather as she commands "Thrust, Stud."

Perhaps because I'm afraid of being whipped harder with the crop or because I'm more than willing I obey her. For a moment she seems content to let me thrust into her as I swear she seems to grow tighter with each thrust, but it seems my modest pace isn't enough as she taps harder with the crop. I thrust as fast as I can and seem to make her forget a moment she's "****" me as she lets go of my hands to lean back as she moans over the almost constant "plaplaplap". She realized her mistake just fast enough to bring the crop down on my left hand and yell "BAD" as I'm not sure which hurts more.

Despite the likely red welt forming I manage to grasp her right hand ensuring she can't hit me anymore as I try to say "stop mistress" through my gag but unsurprisingly it's a muffled beyond recognition. Thankfully it seems her other hand has slipped between my leg and the wall and was pinned just long enough for me to cup her slightly perky left breast causing her to freeze. She seems confused for a moment expect a slap or to grab her but only to be broken out of her confusion I gently roll her rock hard nipple with my thumb.

"Ahh.....you...Dirty little man slut." she moans as the crop clatters from her hand. I take the opening as I quickly lace my fingers between hers as she moans before accusing me "You.....wanted this DIDN'T you."

My only possible response is a nod as she brings my burning hand to her lips to plant a kiss upon the red mark as she whispers "I'm sorry....I thought I'd need to break you."

"I love you my little Stud." She whispers as I feel her tighten even more as she starts to grind atop me no longer content with only me doing the work. My room is soon filled with the moaning of Megan, the creak of my single bed, and the constant plap. Mistress eventually retrieves the crop from my chest and for a moment I feared she may start hitting me again but instead it's only used to lightly tap my thighs when I slow down or before she orders me to adjust my thrusting or position. It doesn't take me long before Mistress is close to her orgasm and I am to. But it seems she's close to me as she gives a ragged moan as I help support her by moving my free hand to her now barely noticeable love handles as she lets me thrust a couple more times till I achieve my own.

"OH GOD! CUM inside Stud!" she pleads as I give one last thrust inside her as I fill her to the point I can feel some of my seed leaking around my member. Finally content she collapses atop me as she lets me deflate inside her. Her breathing stabilizes first thanks to the solid red rubber ball gag forcing me to breath through my nose till she seems to realize it's no longer needed and pulls it out to leave it hanging around my neck.

She plants a quick peck on my lips before snuggling against me not bothering to try and retrieve the blanket from the floor as she gets enough warmth from me. FINALLY exhausted enough I start to drift off as she mumbles something about SO much more fun planned tomorrow.