Back to Stories

Browse erotica

BDSM Escort makes older gentleman beg for mercy

I was waiting outside his apartment about to go inside; I was nervous and excited all at the same time, double checking that my mask was still in place I lightly knocked on the front door. He answered almost immediately, and his jaw dropped when he saw me standing there in his entrance way, I was in full dominatrix leathers and I knew my body looked smoking hot. Before we had chance to make introductions, I instantly took on my role. My client had ordered a hardcore BDSM escort and I wasn’t about to disappoint him. I pushed him backwards into his apartment, “show me where your room is right now”, I ordered. He looked at me gobsmacked and indicated with his hands to where his room was. I grabbed his arm and roughly dragged him to his room. I was pleased when I saw he had a bed with a metal head frame. I made fast work of undressing him and he was soon stood there naked, his dick was huge, and I couldn’t wait to have it inside my teenage pussy. He had a nice body for an older guy, he looked to be in his 50’s a good 30 years older than me at least, and the thought of myself dominating this experienced older gentleman turned me on to the core. The way he looked at me made me feel filthy and exotic and it was part of why I loved being an escort. I made fast work of handcuffing him to the bedframe. He lay there stark naked, nothing in between myself and him for protection, he was mine now and I was going to make him spunk like he never had before. I took my equipment from my bag and found myself stood above him in my leathers. I squatted over his body and started to flog him gently, tracing the leather down his body and tightly flicking him with it. I could see his dick growing even with the slightest of touches. I whipped down on him hard and saw him flinch, “do you think it’s ok to move”? I asked him a stern tone in my voice. I flogged him harder, catching his nipple and this time he remained still. “Good boy”, I said in reward for his good behaviour. I sat down on him, my thighs either side of his waist and placed my lips to his nipples, I sucked on them hard and bit down on them a litter harder than necessary, I could see the pain cross his face as I looked up and his dick expanded down below. I bent over his body and placed my face to his, grabbing his hair I quickly stuck my tongue to the back of his throat, letting him taste me for the first time. He groaned out loud as I twisted his nipples between my fingers and buried my tongue into his face. Standing back up I started to strip off, beneath my leather suit I was wearing a pair of leather crotchless panties and a black leather bra that fully exposed my nipples. My tits were huge, and I was looking forward to suffocating him with them. I crouched down over his face and shoved my massive tits towards him. I squeezed them together tightly, “suck my nipples now”, I ordered him. He did as he was told, and he was soon struggling for breath in between licking my big nipples. I rubbed them harder into his face, forcing myself onto him so that he had to gasp for air in between ravishing my perky nipples. His hands were still cuffed to the post, he couldn’t move, he was mine to command and do with as I wished, and he was loving every second of it. I wanted to taste him; I couldn’t put it off any longer. I moved down his body and lowered my mouth down onto his massive erection. I heard him gasp as his dick felt the insides of my mouth tighten around his cock, he was going to be fucked within an inch of his life and he knew it. The night had only just begun, I sucked on his dick and twisted his balls in my palms as I deep throated him. My head bobbed up and down on him and I could tell he would be shooting his load into my mouth anytime soon. Then I felt it, his hot cum shot straight down the back of my throat, filling my mouth with his orgasm as I gripped his balls in my hands. I sucked up every last drop of his cum, savouring the taste. He had been a naughty boy; I hadn’t given him permission to cum yet. I looked up at him with a look of pleasure and disappointment in my eyes. I reached into my bag and pulled out the cane. His eyes grew wide as he realised what he had done. I felt his dick hardening again, the cane was turning him on, and I couldn’t wait to make him beg me for mercy.

 

Check out our selection of BDSM London escorts.

Favourites

9AM-4AM, 7 days a week

Live cams