Angela my mistress

Right from my childhood, i was fucking interested in bbw i.e. big beautiful women. To explain in detail, i’d love a women in age bracket of 30-55yrs, obese, hairy, who smells like hell and most important of ‘em all, one who can dominate me, humiliate me, can make me a sex slave. Yes, a typical indian, dark, fatty and hairy aunty. I actually wanted someone who can push me towards more ‘dirty’ sex, can do all that ‘kinky’ stuff and most important of them all, can ‘command’ me to do all that which is considered as a ‘taboo’ in indian society. Unfortunately, i could never come across such an aunty.

But but but i came across angela. Angela is a woman who is albeit very ordinary looking but a real ‘beast’ in bed. She is diametrically opposite to what she sounds. Docile. At around 28, she has actually ‘overpowered’ all the guys who ‘know’ her. She kills with her ‘attitude’ rather than her, mmmmm……. 34-28-36. Inside a dark bitch is actually a dark witch, who spells her magic of dominance and who is ruthless, bossy, a real teaser and eventually a ‘seductress’ with all her finely honed skills to tackle dogs like us.

It was “20 feb 09” when i met her once again to be humiliated and teased, but to my horror that day brought such an intense wave of torture and humiliation that gave me my best orgasm ever, ending for 2 long minutes with about a quarter liter of semen on her nicely grown bush. She is a temptress and knows exactly what this bull wants and how to tame my overflowing energy surges.

I reached colaba quite early to receive her with no rubber in my pocket (man……she hates it). It was just the thoughts of my ‘mistress’ commanding me in all aspects that occupied my mind at that stage, without knowing that i was going to be savaged that day by a hungry whore. As soon as our eyes, i felt a chilling wave traveling down my spine but i recovered and collected myself to hug my…. Ahem……ma’am. That’s what she loves to hear. In the very first hug after such a long and painful duration, i came to know that she came all prepared to kill me. It was her body which revealed with its scent that she had not taken bath for over 2 days. I was about to cum then and there only, but anyhow controlled myself. We straight away hit the hotel where she was about to ‘punish’ this slave of hers in an exotic room. She never bothered about the door being locked but as soon as we entered the room, she hit me on my face for not being serving her for so long. I was not ready for such an early attack. Before i could understand anything, i had received almost 5-6 slaps on my face with a number of abuse in both hindi and english. In next 5 sec i was on my knees with no clothes on me and head down with her one leg on my shoulder. She kicked me on my chest which made me fall on my back. In a flash, she was riding me. It was her filthy asshole which sealed my nose with the most hairy pussy on the planet, on my mouth. She was continuously slapping my dick and balls and was fingering my asshole furiously. Not able to take this humiliation, i came on her hand. What she did next took me aback, she made me lick my own cum….yuck. Now that’s what she described later as real humiliation. Not only that, i can never forget that ball bashing for coming so early. God, it was painful but i “enjoyed” it. She then dragged me by my hair to the loo and made me lick the pot clean for her. She squatted in indian style like a slut with her skirt holding up and panty slid on one side and directed my mouth to her filthy, hairy and stinking cunt. I thought that i have to give her “lip service” but a gush of her dark yellow urine broke my myth. I was supposed to lick and drink it and i knew that even if a single drop of it went wasted i will be given more harsh a treatment than that. Like a dog, i slurp it all with few drops reaching my nostrils to remain there for the whole “session”. It was just then when i thought that my punishment was over, came the real punishment for coming so early without the permission of the mistress. A long, loud and stinking fart was just a prelude of what my mistress in her mind. God, i didn’t even thought of what was about to come……her shit. Yes, i will never forget that. I was forced to see and smell her shit logs right from her dirty shit hole. Initially yucky but i had a rocking hard on right then, right there. She sensed it and stopped scatting, dragged me again to the room and commanded me to lick her asshole clean. My o’ my, i have never fought myself that much earlier that i had to fought and focus my mind to do whatever i was told to. With all my guts collected in my conscience, i did what i never thought of. Licking clean a shit hole still plugged with some shit in it?

How can anyone do it? Dude, u wont come to know how it feels till u do it. Absolutely ecstatic. I have no regrets…….oooops i mean to say complaints……shit….. How the fuck can a slave complain?………u decide yourself.

Without even consoling me superficially, angela kicked my ass and spanked it till it turns red hot. Oh man, i felt senseless but forgot every thrash as soon as she put her hands up to tie her curly hair. It was the divine sight of her dark, sweaty, stinking and hairy armpits that made me lose all my senses. I was longing to put my nose over there and sniff those dirty armpits for ……… may be ages. Lick and suck them. I will do whatever i m told to fulfill my this desire. She noticed it in a jiffy and brought her armpits exactly a couple of inches away from my nose. Boy , no punishment was that harsh till then. She was playing with me like a cat does before it kills the mouse. She then lowered her arms and took my prick in her hand and rubbed it shamelessly on her “vertical lips”. She was acting like a “raand”. In a jiffy, she came over me and before i could understand any thing, she had already put my throbbing cock in her “choot” which was already overflowing with her juices. She had already tied my arms with bed by then so that she can ride me in whichever manner she wants. A shrewd hooker. She started with such a pace which was giving me more of pain than pleasure. Of course, a sex slave is not supposed to derive pleasure. My fault. After she humped me for good enough 20 min, she released me but only to pump her from her back while she bent like a bitch. Seeing no options to set myself free till the time this fucking “randi” satisfies herself, i started thumping her at a furious pace from behind. But this bitch was still not satisfied. She changed the position and wanted it in missionary. An indian “chhinaal” after all. Isn’it? Seeing no respite, i started to enjoy and took revenge in my style. 140 strokes per minute. Though i had rashes on my dick after this, but the feeling of causing “permanent damage” to her choot was more satisfying. After about 15 minutes, her body started shivering. First i thought that she was about to faint but i was a fool who colud still not gauge her hunger. It was her orgasm building inside her that almost broke the bed when it surfaced. She held me so tightly that i felt strangled at that time. It was my anger, hunger and stamina that i didn’t stopped humping her right then. I knew she was in pain when i turned her around and reversed the roles. Yep, she was my slave now. But i am not that brutal, so i simply shoved my cock in her bulging ass without any lubricants in one go while digging my teeth deep in her neck. Have u ever tasted blood? Awesome. That’s too of a cheap slut? Matchless. I drank her blood right from her neck while fucking her anus mercilessly. And just before i was about to come, i turned her again and shove my “lund” in her mouth with a couple of slaps on her face. She understood what was in store for her. She sucked my lund religiously till gobs and gobs of jism was pumped in her waiting mouth, forcibly.

“bloody whore” i said before i pissed on her face and body without realizing that its only me who have to lick it clean before the next session after exactly 3 min from then……………………..