Christina spun where she stood and strode over to a large dresser. As she rummaged through the top drawer, she looked over her shoulder at the kneeling man. She grinned as she realized that his eyes were firmly planted on her bobbing, leather clad bottom. She fished out what she was looking for and the man�s eyes immediately sought it out with a fearful recognition. She turned, cradling the gleaming steel chastity tube in her hands. �I see you already know what this is, it saves me the trouble of explaining it to you.�
Christina stepped over to her bed and placed the chastity device at the foot. She turned to face away from the still kneeling man and reached for the zipper bead still dangling between her thighs. She grasped hold and slid the clasp up, over the crease of her large bottom. Further she pulled and parted the patent leather over her lower back. She kept tugging until the zipper clasp rested between her shoulder blades, and a sliver of tanned flesh was apparent from her back to her ass.
The young man, his eyes wide and his mouth agape, watched as Christina crawled onto the bed. As she moved onto her hands and knees, the leather bodysuit parted and slid away, revealing a buxom, naked ass and dripping womanhood. His lips parted and his erection throbbed and jerked. He let out a low moan.
Christina turned her head and looked back at the boy, grinning broadly as she noticed his angry red erection. �I have a choice for you boy. I know that you want this ass oh so badly,� She arched her back to accentuate her displayed bottom. �And you may take it if you want. You can come over and ride my ass all night long if you want it bad enough.�
The young man groaned. His erection practically leaped and jumped in his lap as he listened to Christina�s words. His eyes traced over the line on her upper thighs where her inky black bodysuit ended and her honey flesh began. They wandered over the serpentine curve of her arched back. And they centered upon the wet pink mound just south of her tiny rear entrance.
�But then again, I�d just love to see just what kind of sissy, submissive bitch you can truly be.� Her eyes flitted down at the chastity tube, then back up to the nude young man. She then whipped her head back, letting her blonde hair cascade over her back. And she waited.
The man stood slowly, his hands balling into tight fists then relaxing. His cock bobbed idly. Slowly, timidly, he padded over to the bed. His breath was a barely audible whimper as he gazed down at the device, then at Christina�s wanting, waiting ass. He leaned in.
Christina threw a stare over her shoulder and grinned broadly as she saw him heft the chastity tube from the bed. She purred. �Good boy.�
By: sissy maid � 2006
