being broken

The Mistress released me from my thigh prison, light and air rushed me and made me slightly dizzy. She stood up, smiled down at me and walked to her handbag. While her back was turned I tried to focus, my head was spinning from the pressure of her thighs and my mind was deliriously happy with how lucky a SS could be. I vaguely heard the snapping of Velcro. The Mistress took me by the wrist, raised me to my feet and walked me to the bed, she effortlessly took me over he hip and put me flat on my back on the bed. I looked at the ceiling trying to imagine what my MD had in store, I felt her grip my ankle and force my leg back over my head. I felt the strap on before I saw it, the MD had brought her little man tamer and I was about to be broken in. The cold feel of the lubricated end nosed at my ass as the MD smiled at my discomfort. 'relax' she said 'its for your own good' She flexed her hips and slowly broke me, the look of agony filled ecstasy amused the MD as she thrust into me, she took my engorged cock in her hand and slide up and down faster and faster as I was lost and my MD joined me. My eyes closed tightly and a tear escaped and rolled down my cheek to my ear, my cock exploded in her expert fingers, cum exploded over my chest and my body shook as the strap on stretched me and filled me. Totally under my MD's control, I was broken and owned and I could not have been happier...the intensity slowly ebbed and I realised I had cum without permission. I knew that the retribution and punishment would be swift, painful and incredibly sexual.