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title: Tongue-Tied by Mistress T: A Kinky Tale of Cuck, Gimp and Suck

“Mmm, now that’s a sight I could get used to,” Mistress T purred, her red lips curling into a wicked smirk as she watched her submissive gimp, Bob, slurp and suck on the throbbing cock of her stud, Steve. The balding, middle-aged cuckold knelt between Steve’s muscular legs, his hands cuffed behind him, lapping at the veiny, unresponsive shaft like a man starved.

Mistress T sauntered over, the high heels of her fishnet stockings clicking against the hardwood, and grabbed a fistful of Bob’s greying hair. Yanking his head back, she forced him to meet her smoldering gaze. “Isn’t this what you wanted, bitch? To worship a real man’s dick while I watch?”

Bob whimpered, drool and pre-cum dribbling down his chin. “Y-yes Mistress! I’m just a pathetic cuck who needs to be reminded of my place. Thank you for showing me how inferior I am!”

The mistress tossed his head aside dismissively and turned to Steve. “Keep your hands behind your back. I want you both completely submissive while I use you for my pleasure.” Steve nodded curtly, his eyes gleaming with sadistic delight.

Spinning on her stilettos, Mistress T bent over the plush armchair, her round ass jutting out and barely covered by a tiny black thong. She shot a sultry look over her shoulder. “C’mon gimp, get that tongue to work. Lick my ass and make me cum.”

Bob needed no further encouragement. Crawling over like a dog, he buried his face between her cheeks and starts lapping hungrily at the musky crevice. His nose brushed against her thong, inhaling her scent, while his tongue traced the outline of her tight, puckered hole.

That’s when Steve got in on the action. Kneeling behind Bob, he slapped the cuck’s bald head with his semi-hard dick. “Open up whore. It’s your lucky day – you get to taste Mistress’s pussy and ass residue on my cock.”

Bob whined but parted his lips obediently, allowing Steve to stuff his filthy dick down his throat. The nasty missile filled his mouth while he continued rimming the mistress.

“Mmm, that’s it, keep tonguing my dirty holes like a good little cunt-eater while you choke on cock,” Mistress T encouraged, her voice dripping with lust. “And start sucking, gimp. Make me feel that slutty throat.”

The two men service her expertly – Bob worshipping her sweaty, lightly haired pits and smelling her rank feet while Steve plunges hilt-deep down his bulging windpipe with animalistic grunts. Mistress T raises a glitter-spiked heel and presses it against the cuck’s nose, rubbing her foot odor into his brain.

“Faster you shit eater. I want to cum squirting all over you before I make my bitch swallow my soiled panties. Why don thee love the feeling of being used like a cheap dildo by this superior stud and his whore wife?”

Bob chokes and retches around Steve’s spit-roasted meat, but somehow manages to whimper his allegiance without hesitation, worshipping her smelly toes while servicing their cocks.

Mistress T’s pleasure builds to a crescendo, her moans turning to screams of ecstasy as she sprays Bob’s face with gushing fluids. Pulling away, she tosses her cum-soaked thong at his face, panting heavily. “Eat, bitch! Choke on the material that hugged my divine cunt.”

The cuck doesn’t need to be told twice. Crumpling the panties, he shoves them into his gaping maw and gulps greedily, the taste of her sweet juices exploding across his tongue.

She rings a little bell and another gimp scurries in. “Clean up this mess,” she barks, pointing imperiously at the waste. Obediently, he licks up the puddles of piss and drool from the floor before crawling out.

Turning back to Steve, Mistress T unzips his pants and pulls out his engorged member, already dripping and ready to explode. “Are you going to cum for me, pony boy? Show me how much you love being used like a pincushion by your betters?”

“Oh yes Mistress!” Steve groans, his balls drawing up tight. “Thank you for allowing this worm to service your divine body and witness the glory of your ruthless orgasms.”

He pumps his hips frantically, the halfway decent cock diving into the sloppy cum-holes of his cuck toon. The slick sounds of flesh slapping flesh fill the air as he races closer and closer to his aching climax.

Grabbing the back of his neck forcefully, the mistress pulls him in and claims his mouth in a searing kiss, their tongues battling for supremacy. Finally, with a loud moan she allows him to pull back, his cock spasming as cum erupts to paint her ample breasts.

Keeping her grip firm, she milks him dry, every last drop of essence captured and savored. As Steve catches his breath, she turns to the contemptible cuck.

“Look at me, little man,” she purrs, gathering the cum off her tits and smearing it across his tear-streaked face. “Everyday I want you to worship these incredible tits andremember the feeling of another man’s seed here. Every morning. Do you understand?”

Choking out another pathetic “Yes Mistress,” Bob nods his head vigorously while she slaps her tits together on either side of his head. His cock, semi-hard this entire time, finally spasms as he realizes the utter depravity of this beautiful creature.

As one, the three of them stand, the mistress straightening her stockings with a satisfied smirk. “Now, scurry along and scour these clothesless women. And next time, wear that gag I bought you. I’m going to make you worship my dirty panties after I’m done with Steve all day.”

Bob and Steve – now smartly attired in their little collars and knotted ropes – bend their knees chick-style and crawl out of her presence. She watches them go with a chuckle and shakes her head, already thinking of the next degrading thing she can make them do.