The Mistress Theresa Experience
Theresa was an enigma. She exuded an air of mystery and sexiness that had men and women alike captivated. She was a dark-haired beauty with an exotic look about her. Her skin was the color of honey, her eyes the most brilliant shade of teal. Her lips were full and her curves almost too perfect.
She was a professional dominatrix and had been for many years. With every client she took, she built upon her skills and knowledge of pleasure and power. She took pride in being able to give and receive satisfaction.
I had heard about her from friends who had experienced her services and had been curious to find out what all the fuss was about. After much deliberation, I decided to book a session and see what all the hype was about.
When I arrived at her parlour, I was nervous but intrigued. I was ushered into her chambers and waited anxiously to meet the mysterious Mistress. Minutes later, she entered the room in all her glory. She was wearing a sheer black lace teddy, a pair of black leather boots and a black robe. She looked even more stunning in person than in the pictures I had seen of her.
She beckoned me to sit on the bed and I complied without hesitation. She started by asking me about my desires and fantasies and I was promptly taken aback by her presence. She had an air of authority that put me immediately at ease, despite my nervousness.
Theresa then took control of the session and began to toy with me, teasing me, tormenting me and tantalizing me. She touched me, licked me and kissed me in ways I had only ever fantasized about. I was soon lost in the sensations she was providing me with.
She then blindfolded me and I felt the heat rising in my body. She then proceeded to tie me up, binding my hands and feet to the bed frame. I was completely powerless and under her control; it was a feeling that I had never experienced before. She then began exploring my body with her hands, lips and tongue, giving me sensations that I had not even realized existed.
Theresa then moved to the other side of the room and I heard the sound of the whip being cracked. She then began to whip me lightly, drawing out the pleasure that was coursing through me with every lash. She then moved gradually to higher intensity and I felt myself reaching a level of pleasure I had never experienced before.
Theresa then moved to the bed and I felt her slipping something over my eyes. When I opened them, I saw she had put a black mask over my face. She then began to suck, lick and bite my nipples while simultaneously fingering me and rubbing my clit. I was in another world, my body shaking with pleasure and my mind in a state of complete bliss.
When I thought I couldn’t take anymore, Theresa moved to my back and positioned me in a way that allowed her to insert a butt plug into me. The feeling of the plug inside me took my breath away and I moaned with pleasure. She then began twirling the toy inside me, taking me even deeper into an orgasmic state.
Finally, Theresa mounted me and entered me with her strap-on dildo. She thrust into me with an intensity I had never felt before. I gasped with pleasure as Theresa moved in and out of me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge of bliss.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I felt my body tense up as I reached the highest peak of pleasure. I writhed and quivered beneath her as waves of pleasure coursed through me. When I eventually came back down to earth, I felt drained of all energy, yet exhilarated and alive.
Theresa then helped me out of the restraints, kissed me one last time and walked out of the room. As I lay there alone, I realized I had experienced something special and unique. I had explored realms of pleasure I never thought imaginable and I was thankful to Mistress Theresa for opening up my eyes to something completely new.
