t's a few short weeks before Summerslam and Ro has been on his bullshit again. I'm determined to not let it get as bad as WrestleMania so I catch him at the first opportunity I have.
"Roman!" I catch his attention from down the opposite hallway and Ricochet waves to him and I as I get closer and he walks away.
"What's goin' on, Rory?" He smiles that teasing grin. He knows exactly what I want, and I won't leave this conversation without it.
"Say it, Ro. Tell me what I wanna hear. You need me, don't you, Ro?" I place my hand at the small of his back under his t-shirt and use my nails to lightly scratch there. He literally purrs like a fucking kitten. His head lulls forward and his breathing quickens.
"Yes, Mistress. Need you."
With that, I pull away from him and start to walk towards my private dressing room at the very back of the building. No one needs me for at least an hour. I smile to myself as I hear Ro hurrying along behind me. We get to my dressing room door, and instead of letting me open it, he presses me against it using his own torso.
"If I agree to this, I'm getting that pussy later. You jipped me last time. Not again. I'll go down for you, but then I'm gonna go down ON you. Deal?"
"You don't make the rules here, Ro. Remember? I do. We'll see if you get this pussy later. Gotta go down real pretty for me. Do that, and you'll get all the pussy you can handle later. Now, strip." He releases me from the door and we walk inside.
"Fuck that's hot. Yes ma'am." Once he's done as told, he immediately turns so his back is to me. He places his hands behind his back and drops to his knees. I gently but firmly push his head down towards the floor.
"Forehead down, Ro. You know the position by now."
While he's assuming our agreed upon position, I'm fixing myself. I'm wearing nothing but thigh high leather boots. My makeup still perfect and my hair nice and long and wavy.
Suddenly, I walk up to him and put the heel of my boot on the small of his back. "Come on, Ro. You can arch better than that."
He does, and moans outright when the tip of his dick hits the cold tile floor. "Thank you, Mistress."
"Already thanking me and I've barely even touched you? What a little slut you've become in our short time together. Mistress likes this side of you." He growls under his breath. I pretend not to hear it as I leisurely stroll over to my bag I had brought with me and determine how I wanna destroy him this time.
He hasn't been a complete shit, so I won't give him the ginger. Seems too much. Then, my eyes lock on exactly what I've been looking for. His favorite vibrating plug and his paddle. The plug is dark navy blue and shaped like a very bulbous spade at the end. There's a black button on the bottom that turns on the vibrations, but the speed is controlled by how hard my Romie clenches down on it. So, the tighter his pretty little hole holds onto it, the faster it'll go.
The paddle is red leather. The word 'bitch' printed on one side. He loves this specific paddle because it's wide and covers a lot of area at once, so he feels his spankings thoroughly.
"Ro? Ya with me still?" I inquire.
"Yes, mistress. I'm still here."
"Good boy. Now, Mistress wants you to use just your fingertips and spread your hole nice and wide for me, okay? Am I clear?"
"Yes, Mistress. Very clear. Is this wide enough, Mistress?" He sounds worried and inferior already. Nothing like the Roman on TV.
"That's perfect, doll. Now stay nice and still for me, okay?"
"Yes Mistress. Ahh shit that's good, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress." I know he's close to the edge when he finishes each sentence with my title. Gets my pussy dripping every time.
"Good boy, Ro. It's in now. Just let me turn it on." As soon as I press the magic black button, a solid growl erupts from deep inside Roman's chest.
"Fuck! So fuckin' good! Ahh yesssssss!"
Whack! The first hit pierces the air and then Ro's skin. I put the heel of my boot to the nape of Ro's neck and pull his hair this time; letting him know the time for games and mistakes is over.
"What do you say to me, slut?" He takes a second to huff out some breaths and I know he's dropping hard.
"T-th-thank you, M-mistress-ssss." I unceremoniously drop his head back to the cold tile floor and proceed to sit down right next to him. Never touching him. Just letting the toy do its job for a few minutes.
His body starts to tremble, and I decide to fuck with him a bit more. So, I crack the paddle directly over the plug still inside him; grinning sadistically at the whimper he releases.
"Roll, Ro. On your back for me and open those sweet, sweet legs for me."
"What are ya gonna do to me, Mistress?" Again he sounds unsure and I know he's right where I need him.
When I locate what it is I wanted from my bag, I show it to him. His cock ring. His breath catches in his throat as I run the plastic piece from his lips, down his neck and all the way down the center of his chest and abs. I twirl it around the head of his pulsing cock a few times before yanking it to fit over him. His back arches deep once it's placed and I shove him back over onto his stomach.
"9 more, Roman. Count 'em out." He does. Every last one ringing out loud and clear and echoing off the walls. He dropped for me after the 9th consecutive hit. Real pretty.
That part over, I release the plug from inside him and lead Ro over to the shower stall and set him in the far corner. He immediately lays down on his side to alleviate the sting from his backside. I reach and turn the water all the way up as hot as it will go and then lay with him. Letting him cuddle against me as he comes back.
After about 10 minutes of the steam rising in the enclosed shower, I hear a whimper. "You with me, Ro?"
I run my fingers through his hair as I wait for him to gather himself. "R-rory?"
"Yeah, Ro. It's me. Just me. Did so good for me."
"Thanks, Rory. Needed th't. C'n I has some pussy now?" He smiles cheekily up at me.
"First you have to cum for me." I release the cock ring I had kinda forgotten about and he barely has the strength to react as his load pours from his dick and slides down the drain.
"Good, Ro. Came nice and hard for me. So good. Want pussy now?"
"Pretty please, Rory."
"Call me Mistress right now, Sweet. Come here."
I sit back against the steam-slicked shower wall and spread my legs, letting Ro take his time approaching me. Shivering when his tongue makes the initial contact with my center.
"Fuck, Romie. Such a nice tongue you've got. Making Mistress feel so good, baby. Get in there Ro. Yeah. There you go. Eat my pussy like you mean it. Fuck!"
I cum hard and it's all over too quick but I couldn't help it. My feelings for Ro deepen each time he needs me and having him eat me out like that on top of everything was just too much. I've never let him "return the favor" so to speak, and I realize I am now screwed. Literally and figuratively. Fuck.
