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Mistress' Orgasm
Author: Closet FetishistWritten: August 19th, 2025
I’m on my knees in front of Mistress as she has her back to me, she was digging for something in the drawer. I could feel myself starting to get hard just from looking at her bare ass just inches away from me. When she turns around, she has a mouth strap on with a tiny nub of a synthetic penis on the mouth end as well as a larger dildo on the external end for Mistress. My eyes go wide and I whimper slightly.
Mistress smirks and grabs my chin hairs, forcing my head up to look at her face to face, “Awww, you want me to sit on your face, don’t you?”
I did, of course, but I didn’t envision this; “Yes Mistress,” I say to her weakly, as if I was ashamed that she was right.
“Well this is how it happens,” she informs me as she brings the strapon to my mouth and roughly shoves it into my mouth like she’d heard enough from me. She brings the straps around the back of my head and tightens them, I could feel them digging into the skin under my hair; all I could do was whimper and moan or groan now - basically a quasi-zombie object for her to use. She seemed to like looking at me like that; I didn’t look in the mirror but I’m sure the sight of me was degrading.
The nub of a dick didn’t go far down my mouth which was nice though it was still hard to keep back my gag reflex, my tongue felt constrained and trapped so every time it ran over the phallus my reflex triggered. Mistress pleasurably groans, “Good boy, I think this is my favorite look for you. Get on the bed.”
I quickly obey and lay down with my back on the bed, the phallus sticking straight up out of my face and so too was my own dick. Mistress noticed and immediately squeezed my balls, “Did I give you permission to get hard?!” She growls as she grabs my balls and gives one of my testicals a squeeze, it hurts tremendously as I groan out in pain and my body instinctively tries to move and I try my hardest to remain in place, being obedient for Mistress as she abused me just how she liked.
Mistress mounts the bed and puts left leg over my body so she was straddling me on my upper chest, her ass just a few inches away from my ‘dick-face.’ Mistress moves herself into position as she moans in anticipation; she teases the tip of the dildo over her pussy, softly wiggling it around which makes my face rock slightly with her motion. Then, with a sudden thrust, Mistress lowered herself deeper onto the dildo which pushed it slightly further into me as well, my own nub of a penis getting drilled down deeper into my mouth as I softly choked and struggled until I remembered to try to calm down and breathe through my nose. Mistress didn’t seem to notice or care as she began to softly move up and down on my face dildo; the soft squishy sound of her fast moistening pussy was loud and clear as she silently pleasured herself with the dildo as she worked up her orgasm.
For me, it was uncomfortable as the force of her body continued to jam down the dildo into me; I closed my eyes in a cringe and softly whimpered out from the consistent pain of being railed in reverse; I felt like I had to close my mouth as much as possible around the strapon to keep from feeling like it was going to get speared down my throat from one of her thrusts. The best part for me was having Mistress’ ass so close to my face; in the moments I was able to look, I so enjoyed watching her ass coming towards me over and over again.
Suddenly, Mistress sat down hard on the dildo, taking its entirety into her which made her let out a quick, sharp moan of pleasure; as a result, Mistress’ ass was almost fully on my face, I was buried partially in her crack with my nose near her puckering anus. Then, without warning, she blasted me with a hot and smelly fart which startled me at first with the boisterous, unexpected sound and then the rancid smell which made me want to turn away but my face rod was deep in her pussy so there was no turning away for me.
Mistress laughs as she rubs her smelly butt in my face, “Awww, this is what you wanted, right? Aren’t you happy?” She taunts me before resuming her vertical motion on the dildo, this time with more speed and fury which I could feel in my face with my own penis nub rubbing against the inside of my mouth with its unpleasant, rubbery taste and small but thick phallic shape. It was, unfortunately, getting closer and closer to my throat but, for Mistress, she was experiencing bliss; no doubt the dildo was pleasurable but I think the aspect of using my face in this way gave her another level of joy to the whole experience, she enjoyed seeing me suffer and, in some fucked up physiological way, I enjoyed suffering for her.
Amidst her quicken pace on the dildo, Mistress sits down hard again with her butt mashed against my face and rips another fart, a boisterous and loud blast that showed what she thought of me - I was just a face for her to use in whatever ways she wanted including inhaling her farts. It’s something I’d always wanted and yet, there was much more I had to endure around it; I was quickly reminded of that as Mistress, after making me smell her ass and gas, resumed her bouncing on the dildo which reverberated into my face as it bounced violently along with her on the bed.
Mistress began moaning as her breathing quickened too, her orgasm was coming close and for me that just meant the feeling of my head being drilled into the bed and my phallic nub practically feeling like it was choking me by this point, I gagged and gurgled but Mistress just kept on thrusting over me without regard. Over and over and over Mistress kept using the dildo faster and faster inside her and my head jumped up and down spastically with her movements, like I was a machine for mixing paint. Suddenly, Mistress clenches tightly and moans out orgasmically as the movement abruptly stops and her body shakes, twitches once or twice after the initial euphoria seizure. She softly exhales in pleasurable exhaustion as she finally takes the dildo, drippy with her orgasm, out of her pussy and rolls down onto a lying position on the bed as she catches her breath.
My neck is sore, my body feels completely battered from the repeated and violent motion I had to endure but I was too exhausted as well to do much but lay there, strapon still in my mouth, as I too tried to recover. After a few minutes, Mistress finally looks down at me and laughs, “Oh, I almost forgot you were still wearing that.” She moves to destrap the strapon from my mouth and I finally get to take the tiny penis nub out. As soon as the dildo is removed though, Mistress puts her butt over my face, one cheek on the bed and the other pressing down on my face cheek. I moan out weakly, knowing what’s about to come, as Mistress’ anus opens up for another deep and potent blast of flatulence in my face; the smell travels quickly and stingingly up my nostrils so much so that I try to wiggle away but Mistress’ ass presses down on me too firmly, I couldn’t turn my head even to try to avoid the worst of it.
Mistress just laughs as she holds her ass there, making me endure her fart until she was satisfied I’d smelled it all. When she finally released me, I gasped for air desperately like a fish out of water. Mistress scoffs as she crawls back over to her pillow and lays down again, now on her back, “Don’t be dramatic. Now get over here,” she says pointing to her still bear and wet pussy. “I want you to clean me up.” She says easily as I approach her lap; she reaches over for my hair and yanks me down, forcing my face into her crotch. And as I ordered, I start licking and lapping around her pussy in an effort to freshen her up from her orgasm as she’d demanded.