The Erotic Adventures Of The Anonymous

How Many Buttons?

Warning: This story contains BDSM elements and a Dominatrix. This type of material is not meant for everyone and if you are not into this stuff I suggest you skip. In the future I will be making LGBTQ+ material. Mentions of breeding.

As a Dominatrix, I get a lot of clients. Mainly women. But one of the most memorable was a man. We'll call him Kyle. Now, Kyle, was a man that was in control constantly. He came to me and begged me to take his control away from him. The amount of money he flashed at me was too good to refuse.

So, I took it and set up a session for us to play. We had to go through normal shit such as hard limits, a clean STD test for both of us and create a safe word (he chose apple). And once I he signed my NDA we set a date. This is the story of how Kyle became my little bitch.

The session took place in the middle of the day at my house. I had already set up the room with my favorite toys. He walked into my room and seemed nervous so I walked up to him and kissed him softly before playing with his hair and whispering in his ear, "Are you ready, Darling? Because you're a masochist and I am willing to give you everything you need to let go."

He shivered and nodded so I took that as my cue to pull his hair roughly. "What's your safe word, asshole"

"A-Apple."

"Good boy."

I stepped away from him and held my crop in my hands, "Now, strip. Get in position and present your tie to me."

"Y-yes Mistress"

I slap the crop against his bicep harshly "I didn't say you could speak, slut. Do as you're told."

He whimpers and I cant help but smirk in satisfaction. I watch him strip, neatly folding his clothes and placing them on the chair by the door. He sinks to his knees, spreading his legs open and putting his head down while holding the tie up in his flat palms above his head.

I chuckle evilly as I notice his cock is starting to get hard "Good little bitch."

He moans softly and I take the tie from him,  just holding it.  I walk away and set it on my bed before walking back and watching him flinch at the sound of my stilettos tapping against the floor. I run my crop up and down his body while circling him and randomly tapping him with it. He flinches and I see him start to wiggle.

"Ready to serve."

He quickly adjusts his position, keeping his head down and moves his arms behind his back. I walk over to my bed and take off my thong before sitting on the edge and spreading my legs.

"Crawl towards me. And show me how obedient you can be. Show me how eager you are to please your mistress."

He crawls to me slowly, and I bite my lip in anticipation before his face is right in front of my crotch. He sits back on his knees as he looks up at me. That delicious submissive gaze in his eyes. I grip his hair again, yanking his head back.

"Beg me. Beg me to let you please me."

"Please Mistress. Please let me eat your pussy. Please use me as a toy. I want to please you Mistress. Please let me show you what a good bitch I can be. Oh please. Please please please please. Please. I'll do anything. Pl-"

I cut him off by forcing his face into my cunt. "Eat my snatch bitch. Make me cum on your worthless whore face."

He digs in and I moan loudly as he shakes his head, devouring my juices. His nose rubs my clit over and over, driving me crazy.

"Mmmm who would have that you could be so fucking good at this. Mmm I might just have you do this. What if I locked you up in a chasity cage? Hm? Never use your cock again."