Anton met Victoria in a nightclub. She was wearing a tight-fitting black dress, and her strong, confident face was decorated with expressive, bright makeup. Undoubtedly, she was the most prominent girl among the rest, so Anton immediately paid attention to her. He asked their mutual friend to introduce him to this mysterious girl. Throughout the following week, Anton looked forward to the appointment and imagined how this would happen.

They met in the apartment of Anton. True, not alone, but in the company of friends. The girl lingered and left one of the last. She frankly flirted with Anton, making it clear that she would like to continue a close acquaintance, and she did not want to go home at all. Her lush dark hair, the waves fell on a straight back. She moved with the cat's grace, and her every gesture filled the man with desire. Anton felt unworthy to have such an amazing beauty, but he was drawn to her like a magnet. Victoria herself came and hugged him when the guests parted, and they were left alone in his apartment. Anton himself did not understand why he was timid in front of her. Why is he unable to take the first step and take a little initiative.

- Are you always so modest? - asked Victoria.

Anton was embarrassed and instead of taking and kissing her as he wanted - he was waiting for her to continue. Finally their lips met. The next few hours flew by in a fog.

When they were in bed, Victoria sank onto Anton's face. He greedily licked her current pussy, and then plunged her finger into it.

- Not! - strictly said the girl. - Only language.

And pressed her hands to his feet:

- I want you to caress me, and not corny masturbated.

Anton complied. With a vengeance, he began exploring her wet cave with greedy lips. He so wanted to give pleasure to this beautiful girl. Victoria moaned. First quiet, then louder and louder. She wriggled with all her gorgeous body, sitting elastic ass on the face of Anton. Finally, she threw back her head and screamed loudly. Her pussy tightened, pressed to the lips of a man. Warm moisture poured from it. Anton even closer to her pulsating folds, trying to keep the girl, convulsing orgasm. When Victoria's breathing was restored, she leaned over and quietly whispered to Anton in her ear:

- You are the first man who brought me to orgasm in this way.

Then the girl got up, dressed, packed up and just left. She did not even let Anton finish. But he did not dare to argue with her, and only silently walked to the door, feeling his heavy eggs tense up.

They began to meet about once a week. And every time she was the main character in bed. The matter did not go further than cunnilingus, but once the girl still allowed Anton to take possession of her body, after having experienced a particularly strong orgasm. She sat on top of him and convulsed, and then, when her body stopped trembling, she ran her hand through Anton’s hair, slid down and planted herself on his dick.

“I want it now,” she said. - But do not even dare to cum in me!

Her little hole was delightfully tight. A member of Anton slowly, with some kind of awe, penetrated inside, and the hot wet walls squeezed him tightly. The man enjoyed the dizzying sensations for a while, and then began to move frantically, throwing out all the accumulated lust. The fact that he was forbidden to finish, he remembered at the last second, when the sperm was already breaking out from the tip of his penis. Anton abruptly pulled out a pulsing penis and spattered Victoria's sex lips with a seed.

For a few seconds he tried to recover, and then he felt strong fingers taking his hair and pulling him down to the hot, soft thighs of the girl. He understood her desire. And although after orgasm he did not want to move, he nevertheless decided to give her a little pleasure. Anton's tongue ran through the red, smooth-shaved wrinkles. He licked the thick liquid smeared on her skin. The aroma of female lubricant and his sperm circled Anton's head. Victoria moaned in time with the movements of his tongue. Her body tightened again, and she experienced a second strong orgasm that evening.

A few weeks later, Anton once again brought Victoria to orgasm, climbed up her body and was about to enter her cave, but she stopped him.

- I do not want to finish every time we meet. Can you

- If you want it that way, fine. I'll try, ”Anton agreed unexpectedly for himself.

He himself was struck by this thought. "How so? - he thought. - This girl will receive her, and I do not? Why? She wants me to express my loyalty to her in this way? ”Anton got up and went to the bathroom. He was increasingly surprised by these strange relationships, in which only one party received all the benefits.

After the next night, Victoria let Anton finish, and when he lay relaxed on the bed, she told him about her dream.

- I want to feel the power over a man. In terms of sex, of course. I just blow the roof off when I imagine how under my leadership someone has or how a man licks my hole after a real male has been there and drained his sperm there.

Anton laughed at her fantasies and said that they were too cruel and cynical and not a single normal man would agree to that. And then I thought and offered to try some of the most innocuous of Victoria's ideas.

“I want you to be happy,” he said. Although he had no idea what he signed at that moment.

During the next meeting, Victoria became unobtrusively interested in what exactly Anton attracted in terms of sex. Does he have secret desires or fantasies that he would like to embody with her. Anton did not know what to answer and just showed her the folder with the photos saved from the Internet. One of them was very struck by a girl. The photo was a man who had a strap-on.

- Do you really like it? She asked.

- Not! That is ... well, I tried it once. Himself, without any help, - Anton was very confused.

- What are you saying? So, all this time I slept with a gay? - laughed Victoria. Anton did not answer, his words touched him.

- If you like so much what you showed me, then today we will have a special night. I will be your master, and you will be my slave.

Victoria got up, spread her slender legs wide and said sternly:

- On your knees in front of me!

- What for? - Anton asked with suspicion in his voice.

- Then, that you are my thing and must obey me. If you do not want to do this - say right away, and I will look for another, more executive man. I am not going to repeat twice.

Victoria's words so excited Anton that his penis began to rise. He tried to hide it from the girl, but without success. She laughed loudly when she saw the delicate pink flesh of the penis tremble. Her face twisted into a contemptuous grin, as if she had seen something disgusting. Then she straightened proudly. Her finger pointed to the floor in front of her, and her eyebrows arched expressively.

Anton slowly sank down in front of her.

- Below! - in the voice of the girl metallic notes were cut through.

Anton bent even lower. His face almost touched the floor. In front of him, he could only see the legs of the bed and Victoria's beautiful ankles, tightly wrapped in the straps of her patent leather high-heeled shoes. The girl pulled him to her, and then her second hand sank on his ass with such force that he flinched. She hit him! And then again and again! Anton tensed, and then listened to the sensations that arose. It was even nice. He tried to relax his muscles in order to fully experience how Victoria’s palm loudly slaps his buttocks and waves of pain run away from him. He tolerated as much as he could. The girl did not stop, continuing to strike blow after blow until Anton pleaded for mercy:

- Enough, I can no longer! - He said, dropping to the floor and pulling legs.

“If you don’t want me to punish you in this way, I can kick off your personal belongings,” Victoria said with a grin. - Do you want me to beat your balls?

Anton sometimes watched similar videos, but never tried it in practice. The desire to learn new sensations outweighed fear and he nodded his head.

“Then lay on your back and squeeze your balls so that I can play with them.”

Anton did as requested by Victoria. He rolled over, wrapped his fingers around his testicles and squeezed them so that they turned red. The girl took from her purse a large wooden comb with long metal bristles. She sank down in front of Anton, swung and struck his comb over the blood-filled scrotum.

It seemed to Anton that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. It was as if a discharge of electric current ran through his body, he groaned and twitched.

- Lie down! - strictly said Victoria.

She alternated strong strokes and light strokes. Sometimes she spanked the back, flat side of a comb, or simply stroked his skin with the tips of her teeth. Every time Anton strained, something inside him cringed in anticipation of the next impulse of sweet pain. He could not guess what she would do with his eggs in the next second, and this unpredictability very much disturbed him. So much so that he could barely breathe.

When Victoria got tired of this game, she just got up, got dressed, said: “Goodbye, obedient boy” and left. Anton looked at himself in the mirror. His balls and his back reddened, his skin burned and pulsed painfully in time with his heartbeat. "What was it? - he thought. “What did she do to me?” However, Anton liked these new sensations.

A few days later they had their first quarrel. Anton invited Victoria to herself, but she replied that she did not want to go anywhere, because she already had a meeting with a friend, Dima. Anton heard about Dima. Victoria called him a "real male" and at the same time her eyes burned with feverish fire. Anton came to the girl and made a scene of jealousy. Finally, he managed to find out that the girl, according to her, “sometimes needed the attention of a real man.” There was a scandal. In the end, Victoria said:

- We are just meeting with you in order to satisfy our desires. About any serious relationship and speech was not. No one forces you to be monogamous, you can meet with anyone. But in this case, I also do not need to make complaints.

The girl was sitting in a chair with a high back, calm and cold. And Anton, in a frenzy, walked around her and clenched his fists. Then he suddenly realized that he could lose her forever. And he decided to take the first steps towards reconciliation.

“Sorry,” he said. - I shouldn't be screaming at you.

- This is your apology? - Victoria smiled. - Make me want to forgive you. Prove that you admit your guilt.

Anton, in obedience to a sudden impulse, unbuttoned his trousers, lowered them to his knees and knelt before the girl, turning his back to her. He did not see her, but he heard her pull out the phone and take some photos. Then he felt the little handle firmly grab his hair, and after a moment his ass was burned by a sharp flash of pain. Victoria hit him again. Sharp and strong.

She beat him without holding back her anger. Voiced slaps spread throughout the room, the sound reflected off the walls. Tears rolled down on Anton’s cheeks, but it only roused the girl.

“Stupid jealous woman, how dare you make tantrums in my presence?” - She asked, while the blows and fell on the man's buttocks. - You are zero, nothingness. Dare to compare yourself with a real man? Did Dima allow with such treatment? Not! And with you, you can do whatever you want, because you are a woman. Hysterical stupid cunt.

Finally, the spanking was over. Victoria sat back down in the chair. Anton waited for a while, but the girl was silent, and then he turned to her. Victoria sat in front of him. Her legs, shod in high boots, were widely separated. A short skirt ripped up, creased in folds so that smooth folds of the labia lips appeared. There was no underwear on the girl. Her face expressed contempt and superiority. She beckoned Anton to her.

The man immediately understood what was wanted of him. He was incredibly excited. Wet, shiny from discharge pussy beckoned him. He crawled toward her, feeling the waves of pain scatter along her buttocks with every movement. With gratitude for the chance, he began to lick this wet hole. The taste of his own sperm was well known to Anton. Just like the taste of Victoria's pussy, but now he has felt something new.

- Do not you like it? - asked Victoria.

- When were you with him?

- Shortly before your arrival. Something is wrong?

Anton realized that he was embarrassed. This taste was the taste of the sperm of that same Dima, the "real male." Victoria forbade Anton to cum in her, and she took the sperm from other men. And now Anton licked her right after their sexual intercourse. Oddly enough, this not only did not turn him away, but, on the contrary, made the heart jump wildly in the chest. The man earned his tongue with a vengeance. Victoria snorted derisively, and a minute later she squirmed under his lips in convulsions of an orgasm.

After the girl was able to breathe, she pulled her skirt up and pushed Anton away from herself, kicking him in the stomach with the tip of her boot. He got up, pulled on his pants. His balls are heavy, he passionately wanted to finish, but Victoria did not even look at his bulging member.

- Let's meet in a few days. In the meantime, think about what else you can please your girlfriend.

She laughed and loudly slapped him on the buttocks, pushing toward the front door.

When Anton returned home, he was seized with real ecstasy. He himself did not understand what was happening to him, but he had never masturbated like that before. Violently, again and again. Victoria left him in such an excited state that he ended up until his eggs fell ill.

The next day, but decided to look on the Internet for articles on a topic that now worried him. And he was very surprised to read about men experiencing loyalty to women who have many partners. Kukold, so it was called. He also wanted to prove his loyalty to Victoria and chose a very original solution. According to one of the links, he went to the sex-goods store website and found a "chastity belt." Anton immediately realized that this was what he needed. He made an order. He was scared, but at the same time he was incredibly excited by the thought that Victoria would now dispose of his member.

When the parcel arrived, he was trying on a strange device for a long time. At first, Anton was not very comfortable, but then he got used to it. He took off the "belt" and immediately went to Victoria.

The girl was surprised by the unexpected visit of Anton. She looked great as always: a short black dress accentuated her narrow waist and wide hips, and her breasts seductively heaved, barely covered with a deep cut. She led him to the bedroom.

- Well? Have you already figured out how to please your lady? She asked.

“I bought this one,” said Anton and showed her a box with a “chastity belt.”

- What it is? - on her face curiosity and disgust. She poked her finger into the metal structure with a small lock.

- This is a chastity belt. In it, I can neither have an affinity with a woman, nor even masturbate. This lock closes it, and I will give you the only key.

Victoria twisted the little thing in her hands in doubt.

- Put it on. I want to see.

Anton undressed. He knelt before Victoria. He needed to put a lot of effort into putting on the device, because the look of the girl’s slender legs, covered with black nylon, made his dick fill with blood. But he coped with his desire. The pulsating penis resisted, tried to break the shackles holding it back. Finally, Anton was able to close the lock. He straightened up and handed the key to the girl. She solemnly accepted it. Then she took the chain from her neck, put the key on it and hung it on herself again. A small key looked unexpectedly harmoniously between the hemispheres of her high breasts.

Anton looked at the girl. Her eyes attracted him. He could not look away like a rabbit in front of a snake.

“I'll wear this key for 30 days,” she said. - Exactly one month I will play with you, let me do anything but one thing - you can not finish. Sure you can take it? Can you come to me every day and lick my pussy, caress my body, touch it, but not myself? Can you hold out all this time?

Anton could not believe what he heard. Every day he will be able to satisfy this magnificent girl, bring her to orgasm, feel her body wriggling under his hands.

“Yes, Victoria,” Anton nodded in agreement. - I can handle.

His dick thought otherwise. He tensed and pulsed, bound by metal rings that prevented him from straightening.

- Are you ready to give me your body at full disposal? So that I use it as I please? All your holes will be my toys. Ready for this? - Victoria leaned over Anton. The light fell on her from above, making the delicate features of the face strangely distorted. Now she looked like a contented daemon, anticipating the game with another victim.

“Are you ready for the fact that instead of fucking me here and now, roughly and harshly, as befits a real man, will you crawl in front of me on your knees with a dick locked in a cage?” Are you ready to accept it?

Anton, hesitated a little, and then said confidently:

- Yes.

Now he will be her slave for a whole month. Her little bitch, submissive slut, following the orders of his master. Victoria leaned over and kissed him. A member of Anton twitched again, but the metal rings prevented him from straightening up and he humbly huddled in his new prison.