Dominatrix Story from Jen

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Ever since the 4th grade i had attended nothing but all-girl schools. So dating and proper behavior with the opposite sex was still pretty much a mystery to me when i found myself on a neighbor's couch engaged in my first really serious make out session.
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Kyle was the neighborhood "nice guy", Always polite, kind of shy, and for the previous few times i had been around him he seemed almost embarrassed to be sexually aroused by me.

Poor guy. But like all males he just couldn't help it. I AM STUNNINGLY BEAUTIFUL! and always have been, even as a child.
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I went over to Kyle's house that day with the intention of losing my virginity. However, as you'll see, there was an unexpected turn of events.
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Even though i was totally inexperienced it was i who brazenly took control of the situation. First by allowing his hands to roam freely over the body he had been lusting after for months and secondly by making sure his rapidly growing erection remained inside his pants until I DECIDED otherwise. Like always, things would be done MY WAY.
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Our after school encounter was becoming more and more intense while i continued to put-off making that big final decision. Was this the right time? Is this the right guy? After all, i was still very young. And his cock felt positively huge through his pants. It was then, after still more groping and fondling, that i began taking notice of Kyle's little grunts and sighs They were the unmistakable sounds of a mans sexual frustration. I LIKED IT. Oddly enough I LIKED IT A LOT.

So, acting upon my natural instincts i started down the path of making Kyle feel even more uncomfortable.

I can't explain it. All i know is that i welcomed the strange desires beginning to sweep over me.
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His penis was growing harder but unfortunately for Kyle he wore no underwear and his erection was bent straight down along his left thigh, trapped there by his tight jeans. I knew it was probably the main reason for Kyle's painful little grunts so as we continued to grope each other on his couch i deliberately kept pushing the long erection further and further down until i had the head positioned almost completely in back of his thigh.

My actions not only put great pressure on his erection but also on his oversized balls forcing them up and over where they sat atop his right thigh visibly bulging hard against the strong material of his blue jeans.

Kyle attempted to unzip several times but i playfully kept shoving his hand away and giving his balls a hard squeeze after each of his attempts. I LOVED getting louder grunts out of him. And i LOVED the feeling of power as i repeatedly denied him access to his own cock while he continued giving me pleasure by gently playing with my breasts and rubbing my wet clit beneath my skirt. Those distressful sounds of his were so entertaining that i was no longer concerned with the inital reason for my being there. By then my only thoughts were of finding out just exactly how much discomfort Kyle would endure for the privilege of exploring my hot virgin body.
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Well, it took about 20 more minutes of torturous cock teasing before Kyle, unable to stand it any longer, suddenly jumped up off the couch, grunted one more loud grunt, and quickly pulled his pants down all the way to the floor.

My eyes must have bulged widely as his greatly engorged erection sprang up into view, bobbing and throbbing and obviously happy to be free just inches from my face. I wasted no time in reaching out and wrapping my hand around my first naked cock. Unfortunately for Kyle though the damn thing was so thick that my nails just naturally fell into place somewhere around the backside of his tall erection. I've always kept my nails short, but sharply pointed, like daggers. This fact quickly became quite evident to Kyle as i unconsciously squeezed what i had so eagerly taken hold of. His extra loud howl startled me so much that i actually let go as for the first time my actions caused a man to literally scream out loud with pain. I felt a flood of joy between my legs. I'll never forget it.
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Kyle, not wanting a repeat of the incident, took me by my hand and began to instruct his young novice on exactly how she should pump just her fist up and down while telling me how i should use my mouth to suck on his knob. He ended the condescending instruction by using the B word while grabbing the back of my head and pulling my face forward.

Bad move Kyle............and very bad macho attitude. He must not have gotten the message about doing things MY WAY and I could only surmise he had snapped under the sexual pressure. The thought of walking home and just leaving him standing there in his t-shirt with his pants down around his ankles entered my mind but only for an instant. No, i wanted to stay and teach Kyle a little something about my newly discovered desires.
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So in the sweetest little voice i could muster, while slowly removing the long tie of my private school uniform, i told Kyle what a "bad boy" he had been for trying to force my mouth down on him. Going strictly on instinct I then coyly suggested that his hands needed to be restrained so i could feel assured he wouldn't try it again.
Of course the poor sexually frustrated male put up no resistance as i secured his hands behind him with my sturdy cotton tie.

Guys are sooooo stupid.
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Full of excitement i stepped back to admire what i had so easily conquered. Thinking he'd look better without his t-shirt i picked up the scissors from the nearby table and proceeded to cut the shirt off of him while listening to him complain about it being new. I couldn't have cared less as i moved off to his side and glared at my nude captor standing there with his prominent cock still yearning for my attention. I watched It noticeably twitched itself into another notch of hardness as Kyle watched me slowly remove my blouse. But the awesome sight of my large firm breasts would have to last him for a while as that would be the final bit of pleasure i would allow him to have. I decided the time had come for me to explore and to experiment.
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Lighting a cigarette i walked up beside Kyle. Our eyes met for a moment before i coldly blew the smoke in his face. He was still blinking with watery eyes as i reached down and wrapped my right hand around his sack between his cock and balls so they protruded out from my fist vulnerable and unprotected. After placing the cigarette between my teeth i then proceeded to give the big round set of balls 6 very rapid taps with my free hand. I got a quick "ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, from Kyle in response. Cute, i thought. But i had to wonder, just what kind of response would i get if i applied a hard slap.

Wasting no time i drew my hand all the way back and delivered a full force swat tugging his balls out to meet the slap as it landed. Kyle gave me one of his familiar loud grunts, only louder.

Without giving Kyle any time to verbally protest i immediately delivered a full-fisted punch into the squashed together testicles hoping to see and hear a different response. I got both. Kyle's knees buckled and as i pulled him back up by the balls his face became a mask of screaming agony. Very entertaining.

Pausing only for an instant to put my cigarette in the ashtray and retake my seat i then pulled on those balls til i had them positioned up on top of my fist. Then i gave the apple sized package an extra hard downward clubbing using the bottom of my free fist like a sledgehammer. It got a terrific full body response out of Kyle causing him to shuffle his feet inside the pants at his ankles and begin falling backwards. The look of absolute horror on his face was priceless as he tumbled down all the way to the floor. But more importantly was my feeling of joy as i refused to let go of his balls and felt the tug of his bodyweight literally yank my 5'8" 115lb body right up off the couch.

I gave him no slack at all as i straddled his prone body standing straight up with my knees locked while my outstretched arm kept him lifted up off the floor. Kyle strained to keep his ass up as high as possible but wasn't having much success.
I felt the weight getting heavier and heavier as i cruelly smiled down watching his pain filled contorted expressions until i felt i could no longer hold him up. So i let my other hand join in on the fun. This one grabbed a hold of his actual balls rather than just his sack. I felt them squeeze.

Kyle's new cries of agony caused orgasms in me like i never had before. But it wasn't until i gathered up enough strength to once again hold him up with just one hand and lift him high enough to rub those screaming hot balls against my clit that i exploded with such turmlcious orgasmic delight that i was forced to finally let go of them.

I couldn't tell you the number of rapid fire orgasms i had while laying back on the couch watching Kyle writhe on the floor. I do remember the skirt to my school uniform became so wet from me repeatedly wiping my dripping hands on it that i had to throw it away.
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On a day filled with many surprises the biggest one came when Kyle looked up from the floor at me and said "next time at least let me cum too". I just burst out with happy laughter.

O.K. so Kyle turned out to be a masochist but am i a sadistic women. i don't think so. i mean i don't go around wishing pain on everyone i see. I don't even want all the males in the world to suffer. Just the males i choose to SEXUALLY torture.

BYE!
JEN.
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