C3 Chapter Three

I hear some movement approaching, and I know it's no one there other than Sinclair. When did I fall asleep? Well, how would you know Martins? You are resting on the most comfortable chair you have ever placed your ass on, for centuries now, or maybe a lifetime.

“Hey,” she said, smiling once more. I bet today would be her happiest; she has been smiling since I boarded her vehicle. Now she was dressed in shorts that were actually way too short, exposing her fat thighs; her boobs were covered in her silk singlet, and I could see through it already, her dark titi.

Nice!

She walked towards me; she was curvier than an average lady, no saggy flesh; well, accept her boobs, but they were moderate enough; damn, she was fine inside and out; her cinnamon-colored skin was spotless; damn lucky to worship around this shrine.

“You don't look at your mistress with so much lust, young man, except when permitted to,” she said, and I adjusted. i haven't signed the contract yet, but she’s already acting too bossy.

“Yes, mistress “. The word makes my heart ache.

“That's better; now strip,” she said, making my eyes pop.

“Yes, mistress”, I said. Calling her sounds more like a plague, but I have to. I could perceive my treasure upfront already. Be a good boy, I say to myself as I strip myself of every kind of underwear. I might as well walk naked all day, freeing myself from the clutches of my trousers.

“That's great”, she mutters, still looking at my saggy cock, “I have a present for you, but sit and relax.” I smirk, I am already getting presents already, loyal boy, here I come!, I praise myself even more as I picture myself worshiping on her feet, and in no time she was back, her hands behind her back. I hope it's a pack of cash.

“Close your eyes”, she says, and I do just that immediately. I hope she tells me to stretch my hands as well, or maybe call my account number; I am already practicing it, I feel her stretch to get to my head. Does she want to crown me before she gives me the money?.

I hope so, it feels a little bit tight on my head, if it be a crown, it better fits, as weird as it sounds wering a crown, i can leave with whatever it is, “ stretch your hands,” she said, my heart flipped a million times and i could cry of excitement, here it comes, i do a little bit of mental helloa, before stretching my hands and then i feel a soft fabric on my hands, is it a car key tied to a ribbon?.

“Now open,” she commanded, and i was dumbfounded, holding a blue lingerie. What the fuck? What is this fucking fabric for? Well, all that was roaring in my mind, but outwardly I was just staring like a mute cat.

“Put it on,” she said, i stared at her, then at the pants, then at her again. “Really?” I had to ask. This shit is crazy.

“Yes, put it on, fireman,” she says I look at her, Why would she call me that? My head, my hands locates the oddly heavy hat, it was a helmet. Damn, this lady is crazy; there must be a lot underneath that flawless, fuckable skin, She glares at me as I helmet, and i guess it's a rule as well.

I put it back,then wear the lingerie, This can't hold me in any way; the V cut only holds my balls. Just like expected, it was too lacy and girly for my liking. I wonder what next I will be putting on, “ seat down fireman” she said, smiling.

What next, sassy, weird boss? She kneels before my cock, and I get a glimpse of what she is trying to do, and I prepare myself for it. She smiles at me; I knew she wanted some of it when Mega was sucking me off. I smile inwardly as I fix my gaze on her alluring bottom.

She spat on my dick, then gripped it hard with her oddly firm fingers. A spark of ecstasy overwhelmed me, and I smiled back. It's about to go down; she does this over and over again, and I imagine her fat ass on me, riding me to wonderland.

I feel her lips caress the head of my cock, and as she teases the head of my di*k with her tongue, tantelizely, I widden my legs, giving her access. As I sag back on the chair, she shoves her head deeper, till i feel every inch of her wet, warm mouth each step deeper.

I feel her raise her head as she teases my cap once more, then back down. This ritual continues till all I feel is a rhythm, a rhythm that makes my thighs constrict every time she goes all the way down, then back up again.

She does this over again, and then she begins to run her fingers on my black cock, making me move my waist to her rhythm. She holds my balls firmly, ,spitting on them as well, and then begins to lick, until she teases both with her tongue.

That's cold.

I love it fast and nasty, not slow and deadly. She takes my cock deep into her mouth,and I drive in fast and hard as my waist felt immobile for so long. She removes her head just immediately, then slaps my cock hard.

The pain of being both erect and fraustrated boils down my heart as my once closed eye opens to reality; she is now my new mistress.

Damn it

“Don't move unless you are commanded to,” she says. I hiss, then sit back on my couch.

“Yes, mistress,” my eyes closed, my heart is hot now, and i just want to release, i am already hard from all the teasing, and i hate it, If mega was here, we would be down round three by now. Damn, I love her so much, well, mostly her petite ass, so cute and fuckable.

Sinclair goes deeper and i force myself not to wiggle my waist to the madness she was slowly driving me into, She goes up and down like a mad cat and i groan as her hands and mouth do magic. Damn, she goes good with those firm lips, i dig my hands in her hair, i want to show her what a steady pace looks like and probably how to choke on a black cock properly

Damn, her hands are firm, too firm for an advanced lady. She continues this torment, and I begin to wiggle my waist to meet her pace. She is fast and hard, and now she leans further, taking my balls into her mouth. I let out a deep groan. Go deeper!

I pull her head back to push her deeper as her tongue twirls on my cocked head. Her warm tongue sends fire down my leg. “Don't you dare!” I feel a slap on my cock, dammit! It hurts. I winced in pain. “Seems you are not familiar with the rule, fireman’' she said.

I stared at her with slightly moist eyes; my protruding shaft was eager to be jerked off by something, “ you don't touch me during pleasure until i say so,” she said, I nodded in response as I gulped down a mouthful of saliva

She slaps me hard again as her hands hold me firmly. She slides her hands down my long and wanting dick, and I moan in response. She slaps me again, and frustration finds its way into my heart. She slaps again. I feel more aroused by this.

I see her get on her knees as she takes me in her warm, wicked lips, and this time more firm and hard,she jerked and spat on my cock, and I could feel myself getting to climax. She pushes me towards the couch just behind me.

Freaky