Kitten: A Pantyboy StoryKitten: A Pantyboy Story

I usually can't last too long when we are watching those movies and she is fingering my little hole.

Sometimes I am allowed to fuck her during the movies or after. Sometimes I am allowed to jerk myself off into my panties while she plays with herself, watching me, eyes closed, hand sliding into my pretty panties playing with my cock and ass.

But these times, like all our times together are about her being in control and HER pleasure.

I knew she loved the movies in which a woman wearing a strap-on cock was fucking some pretty young thing, were the movies that seemed to excite her the most. Usually because by the time I am allowed to crawl between her legs and pleasure her, she is soaking wet and molten hot. As I lick and kiss her pussy to a shuddering climax,

As we watch the powerful woman on the television long-stroke her panty-wearing sex toy, she will place a finger under my chin and lift raise my eyes to meet her gaze.

"Does PantyBoy like that?" she will ask.

"Does my sweet little PantyBoy want Mistress to do that to him. Does he want a long hard dildo inside his tight little pussy?"

She will then grab my cock or slide a finger along my asscrack, teasing my little puckered hole and whisper into my ear.

"Or does my PantyBoy want...need...crave the real thing?"

Just about three months ago, Mistress began introducing 'toys' to our playtime. She started with small vibrators and plugs. She said she had to break me in slowly. She said she would never want to hurt me and I trusted her.

I loved the toys she bought. I was a virgin when it came to things larger than a finger or two and she was careful about the things she was buying. They were all pink and small. Some vibrated and some didn't.

She would have me get on all fours on the bed and slowly tease me, sliding the toys up and down my crack, brushing it against my boy-pussy, as she called it, until I begged her to slide them into my hungry hole. That usually didn't take too long.