Mistress Selena

Emma stood dead center of the living room in a shiny skin tight black Catwoman outfit, mask and all. She wore crazy tall stiletto heeled thigh high boots. In her hands was a black leather seven foot long whip. Her lean young body is highlighted beautifully, her pale white cleavage peaked out from the jet black top. My girlfriend was nowhere to be seen.

I stand a moment stunned before finally swinging the door closed behind me. I had no clue why she was here in one of her Cosplay outfits.

“Emma?”

Her eyes narrow. “My name is Mistress Selena! You will address me properly...cuck!”

No way! No fucking way! Emma was becoming involved!?

“Er...Catwoman? Really?”

CRACK!

With a rapid up and down motion of her right hand she snaps the whip in the air.

“That's right little man. Fucking Catwoman. But you call me Mistress. Understood?” She sneers.

CRACK!

I stand still, unsure of what to make of this. Obviously her sister had put her up to this. Where was my girlfriend anyways?

This was weird. This was really fucking weird. As cute and sexy as Emma was I'd always considered her family. I was unsure of what she had planned but unlike just sitting and watching what she was demanding of me would surely be much more active. It was also weird because she was so much younger than me too, barely older than Billy. Would I submit to a kid barely out of her teens? Add to all this the fact she looked like a comic book villain...yeah, this was weird.

She walks slowly around the furniture and approaches me. Her latex outfit creaks and squeaks as she walks. She walked with power and confidence. Her eyes were the uncaring eyes of a stranger. I could see she was completely in character. She was quite obviously not new to this persona of the dominant woman. I wonder how many of her boyfriends had felt the tip of that whip.

She strides fearlessly up to me. Even with her high shoes she was still shorter than me, though her domineering energy filled the room. She boldly orders me. “On your knees little man.”

“Emma...” I start.

Slap!

I am far more stunned than hurt as she gives me an open hand slap across the face! I hold my cheek and look at her in disbelief.

“Emma!”

“Shut it cuck!” She stares at me with a steely gaze. “Your woman called me here because of your disobedience. I see she was right to do so. You are an uppity cuck aren't you. On...your...knees!”

She reaches up. I go to block in case it was another incoming strike but instead she takes a handful of my hair and yanks me downward. She was not gentle. She cranks my head to the side and pulls hard! Emma, in her role as Mistress Selena, was not holding back.

“Ah!” I cry out as she pulls me down by the hair. It was at this point I knew I had to either go with it or put it to an end. Emma was leaving me no alternatives. All in or get out now.

Not for one moment do I consider ending it. I had to see where this was going.

I fall to my knees.

She lets go of my hair. “That's better. As I said, I've come to cure you of your discipline problem. Among other things.”

“Discipline problem?” I ask.

She takes her whip by the tip, so only a foot or so extended beyond her grip, and snaps my ear.

“Ow!” I protest.

“You shall address me as Mistress when you speak to me.”

This was too much. I fight a smile and say obediently. “Yes Mistress.”

This pleases her. “Yes a discipline problem. Your woman tells me you denied her bull what he really wanted. She tells me you were a bad cuck. Giving her bull rules and conditions. That is a discipline problem. That is someone who doesn't know his role.”

“Her...bull?” I then hastily add. “Uh...Mistress.”

“Yes her bull! The REAL man you brought her last night.”

“Dennis!?” I was putting it together. “But Mistress, what he wanted was...”

“Shut it. Enough talk from you. It is not your place to question her or her bull.” She looked down at me as if I were barely better than pond scum. “And she tells me you couldn't even get it up to fuck her ass today. As a cuck you should be happy and ready for anything your woman is willing to give you. She wanted to share something special with you today, and you weren't man enough to step up.”

“That's not fair!” I exclaim.

Stepping forward she brings her platform boot and oh so sharp heel slowly down onto my thigh and leannnns her weight forward.

“Guh!” I grunt as I feel the metal tipped heel press down. “Sorry Mistress.”

“And if all that isn't bad enough, you cum so fucking fast...”

“Not true! That's only when my fetish...” I begin to rebutt, only to have the hard heel dig down into my thigh once more. “Guh! Sorry Mistress.”

“Mistress Selena knows this last one first hand.” She looks at me with complete contempt. She was of course referring to me cumming in my pants as she wriggled on top of me while Brandon fucked my girlfriend.

I look up at this Catwoman character before me. I kept expecting perky happy go lucky young Emma to peek through...but it wasn't happening. Her brown eyes meet my gaze with indomitable power. This was not Emma, this was Mistress Selena.

I bow my head in obedience. “Yes Mistress.”

“You need to learn your role as a cuck. You don't make the rules, SHE does.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“You have no right to question what a real man wants. Her bull is there because she wants him there, you are there because she feels sorry for your pitiful sorry ass. You are the bottom of the pecking order, understand?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“She tells me you have a safe word. That's all you fucking need cuck. Otherwise she owns that sorry little dick of yours. PERIOD!”

“Yes Mistress.” I was surprised to find that this harsh language was turning me on.

“You understand?”

“Yes Mistress.” I bow lower.

“Ha ha ha ha!” She laughs as she takes her foot off of my thigh. “Jesus Christ. That was easy. I should have expected as much from a cuck.”

“Yes Mistress.”

Just then I hear a soft moan filter out from the bedroom. “...ohhhhh...” It was Jane.

I look in that direction but Mistress Selena lays the butt of her whip's handle against my chin and turns my head back her way. “No, you're not quite ready for her yet.” She says.

“Yes Mistress.”

“Get undressed little man.”

I hesitate a second.

CRACK!

The whip unleashes its deafening snap dangerously close to me.

“Yes Mistress!” I go to stand only to be whacked on the head with the butt end of the whip.

“Did I tell you to stand?” She barks.

“No Mistress.”

“On the ground like the worm you are. Undress down there.” She commands.

“Yes Mistress Selena.” I sit back and pull off my shirt. She stands over me, watching me, very obviously unimpressed with what she was seeing. I pull off my shoes and socks then hurry on to my pants. Laying down on my back I wiggle and writhe on the floor as I strip.

“Fuck you are pathetic. Squirming around down there.” She scoffs. “But your obedience is noted. Good little man.”

“Thank you Mistress.” I say. As I pull off my underwear under her withering gaze I hear her chuckle. Not a laugh of good humor, one of mocking and derision. A teasing laugh if I've ever heard one. Quite clearly laughing at my soft still tender cock. She doesn't say anything however.

Now nude I return to my knees in front of her, eager to see where she was taking me. The tip of my cock and the bottom of my drained balls touches the cold laminate floor. She very casually walks all the way around me, looking me over closely. Again the creak of the latex accompanies her every movement. She stops once more in front of me.

“Ugh. I do not know what your woman sees in you. If you were mine I would throw you to the curb. You should thank that saint of a woman every single day for settling for a sad little cuck like you. She could have any man she wished. Any real man. You already know she could have any of your friends. You should be grateful she bothers with you when she has so many superior lovers to choose from.”

“Yes Mistress.” I nod.

“And yet...” She sighs. “...here you are. Sit up, let me get a good look at what passes for a cock on you.”

I do so.

“Pffft. You are fucking flaccid as a popped balloon. Do I not arouse you?” She slaps her free hand against her shiny black clad breast. “Your goddess waits in your bedroom. Is this not arousing to you?”

“You arouse me Mistress. She arouses me.” I answer honestly. “I've just cum so many times today...”

“No. You're a sad little cuck. You need to see a real man in order to get hard.” She leans her weight back on one foot and brings the other forward. She moves my cock and balls around with the toe of her boot, again getting a good long look at me. Her dispassionate glare, miraculously, actually causes my limp dick to start to swell once more. As she notices this she sneers in disgust and pulls her foot back again. “Yuck. Don't expect me to touch that...thing.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“...ohhhhh...” Again a lewd moan drifts in from down the hall.

“Mmm, sounds like she's getting close.” Mistress Selena says. “And you've been brought to heel far quicker than I expected. I guess we should get on with it.”

My curiosity was bubbling over. “On with...it?” I ask, before adding. “Mistress Selena.”

She smiles an proud and arrogant smile. “Yes. I figured it is not fair for the boys to do all the cucking, is it? I want in on that action.”

“YOU!?” I gasp. “M-mistress...”

“M-mistress.” She mocks me. “That's right, me.” Reaching down over the back of the sofa she produces a thick clear rubber dildo. “This is my cock. I believe my cock will be more than up to the task of cucking...that.” She scoffs as she looks at my now half chub manhood. I couldn't quite see the base but I could make out that it had an odd design. It wasn't a regular type of dildo.

“Holy shit! A strapon!?” I exclaim.

Her eyes narrow angrily. She steps forward and with the sole of her boot slowly presses my cock down into the floor.

“GUH!” I groan as she sandwiches my manhood between the cold laminate and her unforgiving boot.

She leans in over me. “You sick little fuck. That's my sister in there you fucking freak. I'm not going to fuck my own sister!”

“Guhhhh! Yes Mistress! Of course Mistress!” I yelp.

“If I ever wear a strapon in this house it WON'T be for her. You understand you sick cuck fuck!?”

“GUHHH! Yes Mistress!!!”

She gradually leans her weight back again and releases me. I let out a gasp of relief. She looks down on me with cold cruel piercing eyes. I could hardly believe the cute bubbly Emma was under there somewhere!

She turns the dildo in her hand and holds it up close so I could really look at it. It is then I notice it was hollow. Not just hollow, but the six inch long space within it was actually in the shape of a penis itself. At the base was a thick ring made of the same clear rubber. It was in the shape of a big thick cock, knob and all, but it also had little bumps along the sides.

I had never seen a cock sleeve before, but seeing this now up close there was no questioning what it was and how it was used. My cock would go in the hollow, the ring around the base of my sack, and I would wear Mistress Selena's cock over top of my own!

“Ha ha ha! That's right little man.” She laughs. “You're gonna cuck yourself!”