The Ultimate Act of Sin
“Please, Goddess Cindy Ray, Perverted and Cruel Dominatrix, my life is a shambles. I am worthless. I am at the end of my rope. If I pay you $100,000, what is left of my retirement account, would you consider strangling me with your legs? I would be willing to put my worthless life in your powerful hands. Please, please consider my offer.
Your willing slave,
Marco”
I waited a week without an answer and began to give up when I saw Mistress’s name in my mailbox. My heart skipped and raced as I read her message: “I accept your offer, slave, wire the money ahead of time and travel to London, then go to the destination I have specified. Tell absolutely no one where you are going…so no one will miss you.”
I printed out photos of Mistress Cindy and watched her videos again and again. I took the photos with me and traveled to London. I masturbated to her images on the plane, covering my lap with my jacket. She had such power over me. I arrived and went to the designated place…a warehouse on the outskirts of the city…and knocked on the heavy metal door. When it opened I was transfixed: The Divine Mistress stood before me in sky-high heels, stockings, and a short black leather skirt. But it was her powerful legs that transfixed me–I wanted her to crush me with them right then and there. Her eyes were intense and beautiful and glowed with unbridled control. I was growing hard and my legs wobbled.
“Follow me, slave.” I walked behind her, admiring her leg muscles and her amazing ass, which I could see clearly through the tight skirt. She led me to a well-lit room with a full-length mirror. There was a chair in front of the mirror. “Take off all your clothes, slave.” When I was completely naked, she ordered me to kneel before her. “Mmmmmmm, look at your cock swelling.” She began stroking it with her heel, rubbing it up and down the bulging veins in my cock. “I want to see your worthless cock weeping pre-cum. I know how to coax it out of my slaves.” Soon my pre-cum began to ooze…”Please, Goddess Cindy Ray, please let me cum…Are you going to strangle me with your legs???”
“Ha!…not right away…I want to have some fun first. I want you to adore me…starting with my perfect ass. And I want to observe everything I do to you in the my mirror.” She turned her ass toward me, lifting her latex skirt, exposing her amazing, beautiful behind, moving the thong to one side, pushing her moist crack into my face…my cock wanted to explode…”Now lick and kiss my ass…bury your tongue deep…lick my inside clean.” I did as she commanded, licking and kissing, pushing my tongue in so deep…it smelled and tasted so funky and strong…What a sensation feeling the roughness and smoothness of her asshole…so intoxicating…”Do you like my fragrant ass? Would you like to be my human toilet paper, slave? It’s so energizing how I can debase and degrade another human being so effortlessly.” I nodded my head as she pushed my face even deeper into her ass…I was having trouble breathing, but I was never so aroused and I wanted to cum so desperately…
Goddess Cindy removed my head from her ass and ordered me to sit in a chair. My cock was coated with moist pre-cum and I wanted release so desperately. She circled me, smiling…she would stop and slap me hard, again and again, until my face was red and burning.
“Do you want to cum for me, slave Marco?”
“Yes, Goddess Cindy!”
“Do you want to suffer for me?
“Yes, Goddess Cindy!”
“Do you want to die for me?”
Yes, yes, Goddess Cindy, oh, please….!!”
Suddenly she sat on my lap and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back. “Would you like to taste my spit, you worthless pig? Now you can quench your thirst with my saliva.” The Goddess laughed out loud, grinding her ass into my swollen cock. Open your mouth wide, slave!” I did as I was told…I could see Goddess Cindy working up a load of spit…then she stood up and positioned her beautiful mouth above mine…she opened her mouth and drooled out gorgeous ropes of spit…hitting the back of my throat…I gulped her spit greedily…I felt so privileged to be consuming the spit of my Goddess Cindy Ray.
This went on for a few minutes…I enjoyed the addicting taste so much as well as the feeling of my free will and dignity being disintegrated by her.
”Get down on the floor, slave!”
I did, staring up at her all the while…She walked around me slowly, her sky-high heels clicking loudly…then, suddenly she dropped to the floor and crawled toward me like a cat…she slipped one leg under me, pushing my body up, then wrapped the other around my waist…her legs shiny in the stockings and warm and tight, began to squeeze…the air went out of me and her eyes glowed…”You know, I have a plan to kidnap a homeless man and squeeze him to death…would you like to witness that, slave Marco? Would you like to watch your Goddess Cindy Ray finish off another human being? Or would you like to be finished off first?” She laughed as she planted her hands on the floor for leverage…I could feel my ribs giving way to her incredible leg strength…”Mmmmm…murdered by my legs—can you imagine? Ha Ha Ha Ha!!!…”
I gasped and gagged, trying to pry her legs loose to relieve the pain, but it was useless…she smiled widely and tilted her head, fascinated and aroused by my plight…I could smell her excitement at the prospect of killing me…Then she slowly slid her legs up to my neck…”I want to choke you to death, slave…you are about to get your wish!” Goddess Cindy Ray squeezed and I saw stars, gasping and gagging and spitting…I struggled at first but I felt myself going under…slowly fading…white light…eyes fluttering…my body going into spasms as she mercilessly squeezed harder…I heard her moaning with pleasure as my skin turned red and my arms and hands dropped limply to the floor…Her legs took on a life of their own and I felt myself about to cum…autoerotic asphyxiation, brought on by the most powerful woman in my world…She watched my cock intently and smiled as it spasmed and ejaculated strings of cum…What would happen to me?…What…would…happen…


My! My! My! It has been all go for Me this new Domme Queen on the block. I say new, although I had previously been concentrating ’solely’ on My Foot Fetish work the demand for My Domme skills was increasing with each day so here I am you lucky, lucky slaves… Hmmm at least those slaves that are fortunate enough to be accepted into My world! I’ve always enjoyed enslaving men and being of the superior sex, its only right that I share this love of Mine which truly is My calling in life and I’m so glad I made the transition, I take great pleasure in putting My slaves in their place and seeing the look in their eyes as they find their true calling in life and their wildest fantasies fulfilled at My mercy. 

