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"Hey princess," I said as I walked into the room where he and I always met. I was surprised he was so into this. I never thought I would be dominating THE Timothée Chalamet. He had so much talent under his belt but he let me degrade him.
"Mistress," Timothée whined. I noticed his skirt was extremely tented. He was squirming in his seat. His cheeks were a bright pink.
He looked good. He had a streak of grey or two in his hair, but it didn't detract from the skirt and little bikini top he wore. He looked so slutty with his dick making a spot on his skirt.
I had extra responsibilities this week and last so he hadn't been able to see me. I knew his sex drive was incredibly high so two weeks was extremely long to him.
"Look at you baby girl," I crooned. He squirmed again. I saw her even done his makeup the way I liked it.
"Mistress I missed you," he said desperately.
"Awwww, princess, I'm here, crawl to me," I ordered. He immediately got down on his knees. He crawled to me with big green eyes, they were needy. I watched his cock swinging between his legs.
"You've still got so much energy," I teased gently.
"Mistress, I might be older than you, but you own me. I haven't been able to think of anything but you domming me, coaxing cummies from my desperate, obedient dick."
"So you'll do whatever Mistress asks of you?" I demanded.
"Anything, any fucking thing," he gasped, and was pawing at me. I smirked and pulled my strap out of my pants.
"Show me what a good cock sucker you are princess," I said gently. I locked my fingers in his curls. I guided my strap into his mouth. His eyes were so wide and innocent as he willingly took what I gave him.
He sloppily sucked on my length. He looked so pretty. He was trying not to touch himself. His sweet eyes were tearing up as his gaze never left mine.
"That's a good girl, atta girl," I praised. He was panting at the taboo of being called a girl. He was making sissy sounds around my mouthful.
"You know what princess, I think you should hump my boot. How does that sound?" I asked him.
"Mmmhmmm," he agreed. He rubbed his bulging skirt against my boot. He was heaving, trying to concentrate on sucking well and also humping.
"Good little boot fucker," I smirked. I yanked his head back and fucked his throat. He was choking and drooling. He looked like he was in heaven, well, in a heaven of pain mixed with pleasure.
"Say you're my good baby girl," I demanded. I yanked the cock out of his mouth.
"I'm a good baby girl," he slurred. He was still fucking his hard cock against my boot.
"You're a pretty princess aren't you?" I asked.
"Y-yes," he agreed pitifully.
"Lift the skirt," I demanded, he blushed hard. He was bright red as he revealed his aching and throbbing cock.
"It's a bit pathetic you get this hard from being called a girl and being made to hump a boot," I told him.
"I know, I'm a degenerate pervert," he gulped, a pretty tear running down his cheek.
"Wouldn't it be embarrassing if my baby girl squirted all over my boot?" I whispered in his ear. Before he could respond I kicked up against his hard cock.
"Oh f-fuck," he shuddered.
"Put this in your pretty boy pussy while you hump," I ordered him as I handed him a sparkly pink vibrator. He was whining and being a complete simp as he slid it inside himself.
"Ohhh, oh, ohhhhh," he whimpered as I turned it on. He was gulping hard and squeezing his eyes shut and still rutting against me.
"Keep going pretty girl, make those little noises for me. I wanna see my good girl squirt," I said, relishing his weakness and femininity.
"M'gonna squirt, oh fuck I'm gonna squirt everywhere," he cried out. He was choking on his own breath. His eyes rolled back in his head as he came all over my boot. His cock twitched and bounced as it sprayed out his heavy load.
"Ohhhhh fuck, fuck, I'm lightheaded," he gasped.
"Well get it together and lick up your mess," I said with a smirk.
"Mistress?"
"We're not close to done," I let him know wickedly.
