My SEXY MIND GAMES

“Honey,” Alix called mockingly as she stepped through the front door. “I’m home.”

She kicked off her shoes and walked straight through to the kitchen where, sure enough, Chris was waiting for her, bent over the counter. He had his legs spread wide, even though he was wobbling a little in his high-heels. She'd given him a spanking yesterday for not having his legs as far apart as they should have been. “Are you trying to convince me you’re not a slut?” she’d said, rubbing her leather paddle in circles over his cherry-red ass. “You think that if you keep your legs together, I won’t know that you’re a little whore?”

Chris’s waist was cinched in tight with a corset. He had his back arched, showing off his ass, which was barely covered by his tiny plaid skirt.

Alix dropped her keys on the table. “Look at you,” she said, feeling almost reverent. Chris was already a beautiful man, but dressed up like this… Sometimes, Alix didn’t know how she’d gotten so lucky.

She put his hands on Chris’s slim waist, slid them down to his hips. “Such a pretty panty boy.” She flipped Chris’s skirt up—he’d chosen lacy white panties today, and Alix grinned when she saw them. She pulled off her T-shirt and unzipped her jeans. She wasn’t wearing underwear, making it easy to cinch up her strap-on cock out and drag it up and down the crack of Chris’s ass. Chris was all nicely lubed up already, the excess wetness creating a dark spot on the seat of his panties.

“So wet,” Alix murmured. “Just like a girl.”

She tugged the panties to the side and pressed the head of her cock into Chris’s slick, tight hole. This poor boy was going to be solidly pegged tonight....

Alix didn’t fuck Chris fast at first. She’d fucked him this morning, Chris adorable with sleepiness and still wearing the cum-stained red panties she’d made him sleep in. That had taken the edge off any desperation and now Alix was content to take her time.

“You’re such a sweet thing,” she said. “Such a sweet pantboy for me.” She tightened her grip on Chris’s hips, feeling Chris’s sharp hipbones under her fingers. “You want me to keep you like this forever, don’t you?”

She’d thought about it before. It would be easy for Chris to quit his job and be her stay-at-home bitch all week, not just the weekends. Keep him dressed up and slutty, constantly wet and ready for a good fucking. Get a permanent collar around his neck, give it a tag with her name and contact info and CHRISSY carved into the front.

She kissed the back of Chris’s neck. Maybe one day. For now, she pressed her cock deep inside Chris and said, “Squeeze your butt around my cock.”

Chris whined and squeezed. He reached back to clutch at Alix’s thigh. “I’m gonna c...cu....cummmmm!”

“Yeah?” Alix said. “Just from being pegged?”

“Yeah. Just from—” Chris gasped, so breathy with the corset so nice and tight. “Just from you fucking me so hard Alix.....”

Alix grunted, speeding up. She was close himself. “Are you gonna make your panties all wet and messy? Going to shoot right into them for me?”

“Yes, baby.”

“Just like a girl?”

Chris sobbed. “Just like a girl!”