******** For those who are not informed about my (small cock fetish) should know before they continue to read and judge my fetish, Mistress Dominique and or myself that this review might be offensive to some readers and these people should not continue to read any further. For those who enjoy reading about (small cock humiliation) I hope you enjoy reading my second review. Note: This review is based on a completely consensual session for all that we're involved. ********
It happened me to again and the session was more intense than the first. Two weeks ago I informed Mistress that I would be in town for a visit and wanted to know if she was available to see me again. Mistress was happy to hear from me and we booked a time that was mutually convenient. Only this time, she asked me to write her a point form list of things I wanted to try and/or learn more about. After thinking it through, I emailed Mistress a point form list as she requested without knowing whether I had stepped across the line of no return.
Mistress emailed me back and told me that I was to perform a task before my arrival. I was to go to Le Senza and purchase a pair of panties for myself. Any style would do, but the key instruction was for me to put the pair of panties in front of myself to size it out. While I sized them out I was to imagine Mistress telling me that my little cock is not a cock at all - but a big clit. She also said when you wear the thongs you will be constantly reminded of how small your cock is while you're wearing the thongs. I have never done anything like this before let alone buying a pair of thongs panties.
The weekend before my session, I went out to La Senza. I entered the store, I was promptly greeted by a young hot girl.
“Can I help you with anything?” she asked.
“Oh no, its okay, I’m just browsing” was all I could stammer.
I started to quickly look around to find the panties. There were so many colours and styles and I didn’t know what to choose. All I knew was that I wanted to get them and leave fast. Finally, I picked out a few pairs – all hot pink. One was a skinny g-string and the others were thong panties. I grabbed two different sizes. One was for Mistress and the other two were for me. I looked around the store quickly and when no one was looking, I put the panties down between myself to see if they would fit. I thought they would fit from what I could tell. The young girl came back and asked if I needed help picking out any sizes. She was very hot looking and my thoughts turned into wanting to see her naked.
I grab the three panties and walked up to the cashier and the girl rang up the bill.
“Um, do you know that you have two different sizes? Is this right?”
“Yes” I said, feeling absolutely humiliated, knowing full well that this hot cashier was wondering why on earth is he buying different sizes.
I left the store and went to my straight to my hotel. When I got in, I stripped down and put the hot pink g-string on. I felt so dirty, and humiliated. I remembered Mistress telling me I had to wear them when I arrived. I didn’t know if I could do it. I would feel so self-conscious that everyone would be looking at me, knowing I had a pair of panties on.
On the day of my visit, that morning I slide on the panties and pulled my trousers over myself. I could feel the lacy parts on my skin and the g-string just barely covering my big clit. All day, I was always thinking that someone would notice me.
The time had come. I arrived at Mistress’ studio and buzzed.
“Hello, Mr. Little”
“It’s me”
“Yes, Mr. Little. Come up”.
I opened the door and looked around. Thankfully no one was close enough to hear Mistress. My big clit started to get hard.
I knocked on the door and was greeted by Mistress. She was gorgeous as usual, dressed all in black, with those exotic long 9’’ stiletto boots, lace panties and a sexy top.
“I want you to go into the bathroom and take everything off except for your panties and come out”.
“Everything?” I asked, despite knowing that Mistress had already seen my little cock I was still very nervous.
Mistress laughed and said “Yes everything”
This was it, the very first time I was to stand in front of a woman in a pair of panties. I entered the room with my hands covering as much of the panties as I could. Mistress grinned.
“Look at you in your panties. Let me see”. Mistress laughed.
“Now lay down on your back”.
Mistress lowered her beautiful ass onto my face. She was verbally teasing and humiliating me. It was the closest I had ever been to a woman’s pussy. I secretly hoped that Mistress would have sat on my face without panties on. I had never licked a woman’s flower. Even though I wished so much to taste my Mistress, I didn’t dare to try to use my tongue taste her juice through her panties. I'm sure I would have been face slapped if I liked it or not. All I felt were her lacy panties on my face secretly wishing for more. I could smell her scent through her underwear. She smelt so good.
“I bet you like when I sit on your face, don't you?”
“Yes, Mistress I do”.
“Tell me what happened in the store when you bought your panties”.
I told her the whole story. Even the parts when I fantasized about pulling my pants down in front of the store clerk with the panties on and all the nasty and dirty things I wanted to do to her.
“Oh really? What did you want to do to that beautiful innocent sales clerk?”
I felt very self-conscious as if I was a pervert old man. “I wanted to see her naked”.
“Yes, what else?” Mistress asked.
“I wanted to kiss her between her legs”, I whispered.
Mistress kneeled close to my head and whispered into my ear “What did you say you want to do to her?” Mistress' hair was touching my chest and it sent shivers down my back.
“I wanted to kiss her between her legs, to taste a woman and pleasure her”.
“Oh really” Mistress said. She moved to the other side of my ear and whispered, “You wouldn't be able to please her with your little dick”. “To bad it's so small”.
“Yes, I wanted to do very naughty things to her”. I replied.
“Oh yeah? Like what? Entertain me”.
“I wanted to fuck her Mistress with my little cock”.
Mistress encouraging me to disclose my dirty thoughts so she could tease me about everything. “I bet you wish you could fuck me with your little cock of yours, don't you?”
I mumbled, “Yes Mistress I do. I wish I could do the same things to you that I said I wanted to do to the girl in the store.”
“Do you think that will ever happen?” she asked.
“No Mistress.”
“That's right, it's never going to happen because you couldn't please anyone with that little cock of yours.”
“Are you wondering why there's a chair and stool are beside you?”
“No Mistress”. I looked around and there was a stool and a chair each with a seat hole cut out.
She placed the lowest chair over my face and sat down. Mistress pulled her panties aside and revealed her clean shaven pussy. It was gorgeous. Her lips were slightly parted, and I could see the opening of her. She was a foot above my face. I wanted to sit up and lick Mistress with my tongue when she let out a small bit of her golden liquid. I greedily lapped it up when it hit my face and mouth.
Mistress laughed and said “You like being my toilet don’t you?”
“Yes, I do Mistress”.
“I want you to drink it all up, you better not spill” she said.
“Yes Mistress, I want to be your toilet and want you to use my tongue as your toilet paper to clean up anything you want”.
Mistress laughed at me and said “I bet you would”.
Mistress asked me to recount all the nasty things I wanted to do to the young store clerk. Each time I started to talk, she let out a small stream of her nectar over my face and mouth. I loved watching her flower and the flow of her golden juices.
Mistress had me sit on the stool and used a lock device on my ankles to shackle me into it. She would walk behind me and let her hair fall on the small of my back. Tickling me, teasing me and making my little clit stand right up.
“Your tiny little cock is useless. It's the same size of a little gherkin, ha ha.” She laughed.
Mistress picked up her iPhone and googled a picture of a gherkin. “Look your little dick is the same size of this gherkin”. As she pointed to a photo. “Awh, my little gherkin, you’re so cute with your little gherkin cock of yours”.
“Yes Mistress”, I responded.
After humiliating me, Mistress began wrapping me up in saran wrap directly to the stool. I couldn’t move. She then placed a blindfold on my eyes and began a long series of teases that drove me absolutely out of my mind. She mounted me and humped me through the saran. Telling me that I would never be able to fuck a beautiful woman with my little gherkin cock and that it was too small to please a woman. Reminding me that I should be so lucky that this was the closest I was ever going to get to a pussy. Mistress said I was so close but yet so far away.
Mistress went to her box of toys and pulled out a long slender dildo that was at least 7 inches long. She put it between my legs and asked me if I wished I had a big dick like the dildo.
“Oh yes Mistress, I wish I had a big cock to satisfy you”.
After a few more humiliating comments Mistress said “Now you can try to satisfy my lady cock”. Mistress cut me out of the saran.
She exchanged the long slender cock for another big one. “Suck it”. This is one of the most humiliating things I’ve ever done. I opened my mouth and wrapped my mouth around it. I sucked like a girl whore that I had become.
“That’s it, suck it” Mistress commanded. A few minutes later, Mistress told me to lay on my back and she placed the horizontal ‘spread eagle’ device on my legs and a vibrator in my ass. Mistress added a little more face sitting into the mix.
“Go on your hands and knees”. I knew exactly what was going to happen now. Mistress put on her strap on harness and got ready.
“If you want my lady cock you need to start begging for it my little slut”.
“Oh Mistress, please use me, use my slut hole”.
“What do you want?”
“I want your big cock”.
“Your begging is pathetic, you better start begging a little a little better than that”. “Beg!”
“I _WANT_ your big cock” I said with authority.
Mistress slowly started to pump it in. Slowly bit by bit it entered me. I was then told to play with my big clit. There I was, in a pair of hot pink g-strings, on my hands and knees getting fucked like a dirty slut.
“Beg to be fucked like a little whore”.
I was to show Mistress that my big clit can actually cum.
I pumped for my life as Mistress fucked my little slut hole. “I don't think you can make your big clit can cum”. Mistress stopped, got up and told me to turn over and lay on my back. She told me that I was to continue to touch myself. I stroked my cock frantically. I wanted to cum so badly. Mistress stood above me and started to pee on my face. I got so close and felt my head lose consciousness. “I’m cumming” I shouted. I felt it spurt hard and fast over my chest. It was blurry now and blood was rushing all over my body.
I was so pleased and thrilled with this session. It was more intense than the last session and Mistress knew exactly the right buttons and areas to push me. I can’t wait to see her again and have her use me.
It happened me to again and the session was more intense than the first. Two weeks ago I informed Mistress that I would be in town for a visit and wanted to know if she was available to see me again. Mistress was happy to hear from me and we booked a time that was mutually convenient. Only this time, she asked me to write her a point form list of things I wanted to try and/or learn more about. After thinking it through, I emailed Mistress a point form list as she requested without knowing whether I had stepped across the line of no return.
Mistress emailed me back and told me that I was to perform a task before my arrival. I was to go to Le Senza and purchase a pair of panties for myself. Any style would do, but the key instruction was for me to put the pair of panties in front of myself to size it out. While I sized them out I was to imagine Mistress telling me that my little cock is not a cock at all - but a big clit. She also said when you wear the thongs you will be constantly reminded of how small your cock is while you're wearing the thongs. I have never done anything like this before let alone buying a pair of thongs panties.
The weekend before my session, I went out to La Senza. I entered the store, I was promptly greeted by a young hot girl.
“Can I help you with anything?” she asked.
“Oh no, its okay, I’m just browsing” was all I could stammer.
I started to quickly look around to find the panties. There were so many colours and styles and I didn’t know what to choose. All I knew was that I wanted to get them and leave fast. Finally, I picked out a few pairs – all hot pink. One was a skinny g-string and the others were thong panties. I grabbed two different sizes. One was for Mistress and the other two were for me. I looked around the store quickly and when no one was looking, I put the panties down between myself to see if they would fit. I thought they would fit from what I could tell. The young girl came back and asked if I needed help picking out any sizes. She was very hot looking and my thoughts turned into wanting to see her naked.
I grab the three panties and walked up to the cashier and the girl rang up the bill.
“Um, do you know that you have two different sizes? Is this right?”
“Yes” I said, feeling absolutely humiliated, knowing full well that this hot cashier was wondering why on earth is he buying different sizes.
I left the store and went to my straight to my hotel. When I got in, I stripped down and put the hot pink g-string on. I felt so dirty, and humiliated. I remembered Mistress telling me I had to wear them when I arrived. I didn’t know if I could do it. I would feel so self-conscious that everyone would be looking at me, knowing I had a pair of panties on.
On the day of my visit, that morning I slide on the panties and pulled my trousers over myself. I could feel the lacy parts on my skin and the g-string just barely covering my big clit. All day, I was always thinking that someone would notice me.
The time had come. I arrived at Mistress’ studio and buzzed.
“Hello, Mr. Little”
“It’s me”
“Yes, Mr. Little. Come up”.
I opened the door and looked around. Thankfully no one was close enough to hear Mistress. My big clit started to get hard.
I knocked on the door and was greeted by Mistress. She was gorgeous as usual, dressed all in black, with those exotic long 9’’ stiletto boots, lace panties and a sexy top.
“I want you to go into the bathroom and take everything off except for your panties and come out”.
“Everything?” I asked, despite knowing that Mistress had already seen my little cock I was still very nervous.
Mistress laughed and said “Yes everything”
This was it, the very first time I was to stand in front of a woman in a pair of panties. I entered the room with my hands covering as much of the panties as I could. Mistress grinned.
“Look at you in your panties. Let me see”. Mistress laughed.
“Now lay down on your back”.
Mistress lowered her beautiful ass onto my face. She was verbally teasing and humiliating me. It was the closest I had ever been to a woman’s pussy. I secretly hoped that Mistress would have sat on my face without panties on. I had never licked a woman’s flower. Even though I wished so much to taste my Mistress, I didn’t dare to try to use my tongue taste her juice through her panties. I'm sure I would have been face slapped if I liked it or not. All I felt were her lacy panties on my face secretly wishing for more. I could smell her scent through her underwear. She smelt so good.
“I bet you like when I sit on your face, don't you?”
“Yes, Mistress I do”.
“Tell me what happened in the store when you bought your panties”.
I told her the whole story. Even the parts when I fantasized about pulling my pants down in front of the store clerk with the panties on and all the nasty and dirty things I wanted to do to her.
“Oh really? What did you want to do to that beautiful innocent sales clerk?”
I felt very self-conscious as if I was a pervert old man. “I wanted to see her naked”.
“Yes, what else?” Mistress asked.
“I wanted to kiss her between her legs”, I whispered.
Mistress kneeled close to my head and whispered into my ear “What did you say you want to do to her?” Mistress' hair was touching my chest and it sent shivers down my back.
“I wanted to kiss her between her legs, to taste a woman and pleasure her”.
“Oh really” Mistress said. She moved to the other side of my ear and whispered, “You wouldn't be able to please her with your little dick”. “To bad it's so small”.
“Yes, I wanted to do very naughty things to her”. I replied.
“Oh yeah? Like what? Entertain me”.
“I wanted to fuck her Mistress with my little cock”.
Mistress encouraging me to disclose my dirty thoughts so she could tease me about everything. “I bet you wish you could fuck me with your little cock of yours, don't you?”
I mumbled, “Yes Mistress I do. I wish I could do the same things to you that I said I wanted to do to the girl in the store.”
“Do you think that will ever happen?” she asked.
“No Mistress.”
“That's right, it's never going to happen because you couldn't please anyone with that little cock of yours.”
“Are you wondering why there's a chair and stool are beside you?”
“No Mistress”. I looked around and there was a stool and a chair each with a seat hole cut out.
She placed the lowest chair over my face and sat down. Mistress pulled her panties aside and revealed her clean shaven pussy. It was gorgeous. Her lips were slightly parted, and I could see the opening of her. She was a foot above my face. I wanted to sit up and lick Mistress with my tongue when she let out a small bit of her golden liquid. I greedily lapped it up when it hit my face and mouth.
Mistress laughed and said “You like being my toilet don’t you?”
“Yes, I do Mistress”.
“I want you to drink it all up, you better not spill” she said.
“Yes Mistress, I want to be your toilet and want you to use my tongue as your toilet paper to clean up anything you want”.
Mistress laughed at me and said “I bet you would”.
Mistress asked me to recount all the nasty things I wanted to do to the young store clerk. Each time I started to talk, she let out a small stream of her nectar over my face and mouth. I loved watching her flower and the flow of her golden juices.
Mistress had me sit on the stool and used a lock device on my ankles to shackle me into it. She would walk behind me and let her hair fall on the small of my back. Tickling me, teasing me and making my little clit stand right up.
“Your tiny little cock is useless. It's the same size of a little gherkin, ha ha.” She laughed.
Mistress picked up her iPhone and googled a picture of a gherkin. “Look your little dick is the same size of this gherkin”. As she pointed to a photo. “Awh, my little gherkin, you’re so cute with your little gherkin cock of yours”.
“Yes Mistress”, I responded.
After humiliating me, Mistress began wrapping me up in saran wrap directly to the stool. I couldn’t move. She then placed a blindfold on my eyes and began a long series of teases that drove me absolutely out of my mind. She mounted me and humped me through the saran. Telling me that I would never be able to fuck a beautiful woman with my little gherkin cock and that it was too small to please a woman. Reminding me that I should be so lucky that this was the closest I was ever going to get to a pussy. Mistress said I was so close but yet so far away.
Mistress went to her box of toys and pulled out a long slender dildo that was at least 7 inches long. She put it between my legs and asked me if I wished I had a big dick like the dildo.
“Oh yes Mistress, I wish I had a big cock to satisfy you”.
After a few more humiliating comments Mistress said “Now you can try to satisfy my lady cock”. Mistress cut me out of the saran.
She exchanged the long slender cock for another big one. “Suck it”. This is one of the most humiliating things I’ve ever done. I opened my mouth and wrapped my mouth around it. I sucked like a girl whore that I had become.
“That’s it, suck it” Mistress commanded. A few minutes later, Mistress told me to lay on my back and she placed the horizontal ‘spread eagle’ device on my legs and a vibrator in my ass. Mistress added a little more face sitting into the mix.
“Go on your hands and knees”. I knew exactly what was going to happen now. Mistress put on her strap on harness and got ready.
“If you want my lady cock you need to start begging for it my little slut”.
“Oh Mistress, please use me, use my slut hole”.
“What do you want?”
“I want your big cock”.
“Your begging is pathetic, you better start begging a little a little better than that”. “Beg!”
“I _WANT_ your big cock” I said with authority.
Mistress slowly started to pump it in. Slowly bit by bit it entered me. I was then told to play with my big clit. There I was, in a pair of hot pink g-strings, on my hands and knees getting fucked like a dirty slut.
“Beg to be fucked like a little whore”.
I was to show Mistress that my big clit can actually cum.
I pumped for my life as Mistress fucked my little slut hole. “I don't think you can make your big clit can cum”. Mistress stopped, got up and told me to turn over and lay on my back. She told me that I was to continue to touch myself. I stroked my cock frantically. I wanted to cum so badly. Mistress stood above me and started to pee on my face. I got so close and felt my head lose consciousness. “I’m cumming” I shouted. I felt it spurt hard and fast over my chest. It was blurry now and blood was rushing all over my body.
I was so pleased and thrilled with this session. It was more intense than the last session and Mistress knew exactly the right buttons and areas to push me. I can’t wait to see her again and have her use me.
