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Tony nervously drove to DJ's dungeon, heart pounding in his ears. He had heard many things about DJ's skill as a domme and he was excited but nervous at the same time. When he arrived he was met by the delightful sight of her, tall and blonde with a fiery gaze and an inviting smirk. She welcomed Tony with a 15 minute session where they went over protocols and safeword usage.
She walked him through the dungeon, casually describing the equipment and how it could be used. Tony was full of anticipation as she explained the effects of each session. He kept thinking about how powerful DJ must be and how lucky he was to be here.
The session began with foot worship. Tony was made to kneel before DJ and gently massage her feet. He felt incredibly vulnerable as he worshiped her feet, and it was an experience he would never forget. Tony bowed his head before Mistress DJ in reverence as he approached her feet. His eyes followed the curves of her toes and calves with admiration. His heart raced with anticipation as he inhaled her foot odor through his nose. Tony slowly descended to his knees and brought his face close to DJ's feet, letting out a deep sigh of pleasure. He ran his fingertips along the surface of her soft skin, taking in the feel of her delicate feet. He kissed her toes, pressing his lips against her skin and savoring the taste of her feet. He moved his hands up and down the length of her legs, rubbing and massaging her feet with gentle, loving strokes. He applied enough pressure to get the perfect balance of pleasure and relaxation. His hands worked their way across her feet, kneading them and exploring their curves. Finally, Tony let out a satisfied moan and pressed his face between her toes. He breathed in deeply, savoring the combination of her foot musk and the scent of the lotion she had applied beforehand. He then licked her feet all over, savoring the unique tang of her sweat mixed with the sweetness of the lotion. The experience was exhilarating. Even after Tony had finished, he still wanted more and stayed next to DJ's feet, worshiping her and savoring her divine presence. After his worshipful attendance, DJ then moved on to flogging.
Tony was bound to a post as DJ prepared to flog him: Tony trembled with anticipation as Mistress DJ approached him. He had dreamt of this for as long as he could remember, and now that it was finally here he felt his heart racing in his chest. DJ was tall and imposing, wearing a black leather bodysuit and knee-high boots. Her eyes were full of intensity as she looked Tony up and down, taking in every inch of him. She smiled slyly and then pulled out a flogger from the rack. Tony gulped as Mistress DJ moved closer to him. He felt his body tense up in anticipation as DJ used the flogger to lightly strike his nude body. With each impact, an electric sensation shot through his body and his heart raced faster. Mistress DJ took her time, exploring every inch of her submissive's body with the flogger. She teased his skin with light strokes, inflicting small pulses of pain that sent waves of pleasure throughout his body. His breathing became ragged as she increased the intensity of the flogging, leaving him quivering and writhing in delight. Finally, Tony could take no more and let out a shuddering sigh of pleasure. Mistress DJ smiled in satisfaction, knowing that her submissive had been completely taken by her. With one final flourish, Mistress DJ unfastened the ropes that bound Tony to the pole. She brushed her lips against his cheek and whispered in his ear, "That was beautiful."
The lashes stung, but he found that the endorphins released from the pain actually made it pleasurable. When DJ stopped, Tony felt exhilarated and a bit addicted.
DJ then moved on to cock and ball torture. She had a variety of tools for this, and Tony knew that the sensations would be intense. First, she put clothespins on his nipples. Then, she started teasing his balls with a feather tickler, which made him gasp with pleasure.
Starting softly and then increasing intensity until his entire body was shaking with pleasure.
Next, Mistress DJ stepped it up a notch, replacing the feather with a bamboo cane. This time, the pain was more intense and immediate, causing Tony to cry out in agony. Mistress DJ seemed to take pleasure in his pain though, as she kept going, inch by inch, increasing the pressure until Tony was sure that his head would burst.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Mistress DJ stopped, allowing Tony to catch his breath. But, instead of letting him go, she grabbed a blindfold and tied it tightly over his eyes. Tony felt completely in Mistress DJ's control now, and he reveled in the sensation.
The next thing he knew, Mistress DJ was back to her feather and cane torture, alternating between tender caresses and vicious blows. Tony was soon lost in a euphoric haze as his body responded to each sensation in turn. By the end of it, Tony felt as if he had been through an emotional and physical roller coaster, and all he wanted was to stay in Mistress DJ's dungeon forever.
Finally, DJ brought out the vibrating Hitachi wand. She moved it slowly over Tony's cock and balls, making sure to hit all of his nerve endings. The sensations were almost too much to bear, but Tony loved every second of it.
When the session was finished, Tony felt like he had been to another world. His body was full of pleasure and pain in equal measure, and he couldn't believe how amazing the experience had been. He thanked DJ for the experience, and left with a feeling of accomplishment - he had done something he had never thought possible before.
Tony was sure that he would be back for more - DJ had opened up a new world of experiences for him, and he was eager to explore further. He had fetishes he’d like to discuss…
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