It's been about a month since the last time I had taken care of Ro. But, that's mostly my fault. After letting him have me in that way, I don't know if I'm strong enough to keep our relationship strictly platonic in the public eye. He's reached out to me a couple times, I just can't find it within myself to respond. Speaking of which, here comes another text.
R: Rory? I feel like you're ignoring me. Did I do something wrong? I need you, Mistress.
R: Please
R: Rm 241
After that last text comes in, I pick up my phone; ready to type out a response but nothing seems good enough. All I know is I'm a Domme and he needs me. I must try.
So, I grab my duffel bag full of our "supplies", my phone and my key card and hustle down the hall to the elevator. Once inside, my knees shake, and I stare a hole into the opposite wall waiting to arrival on the 2nd floor from where I was on the 8th. It's taking way too long but finally the doors open and I sprint down the hall finally finding Ro's room.
I knock on the door with our secret 3-tone pattern and then suddenly the door swings open. Without a word, Roman kneels to the floor in his submissive pose and waits as I shut the door behind me and set my things down. Then, I walk towards him. Slowly so I don't frighten him.
I pause in front of him; elongating this cat and mouse game just a little. The air thickening with sexual tension. Then, I pull his head up from the floor by his hair and just watch. I watch his body relax, his brown eyes go black, and then his breathing quickens and that's when I know I've got him exactly where he needs to be.
I slowly lean down and plant a lingering yet teasingly light kiss to his lips and then let him go. He whimpers. I start to shuffle through my bag for anything we haven't tried yet to make him go down for me. I first grab his ball gag. Instead of coming down to his level to place the gag over his mouth, I stand over him; further asserting dominance.
"Head up, mouth open." He obeys rather quickly. So quick, in fact, that I'm almost afraid he gave himself whiplash. I swallow that thought and begin to place the gag. Then, I take my freshly manicured index finger of my left hand and slowly trail it down his spine. His breathing increases to hard pants. I use the same tactic on his rapidly hardening shaft, too. He whimpers.
"Now, Ro. I'm going to plug you with your favorite spade. But, I'm not going to just give it to you. I will place it just inside your hole. You must use your body to pull it in the rest of the way. Understood?"
A very garbled and unclear 'yes. Mistress' is his response. So, I lube up the plug and place it where I know he'll be able to pull it in.
"There you go, Ro. Work your pretty little hole for me. Show me what a good boy you are." He struggles with it, but after a few solid moments, the plug slides home and Roman's body sprawls to the floor from exertion.
I pat him on the head in a very patronizing manner, but he nestles into it. Right where I want him. "Good boy, Ro. Obeying so pretty today. Such a sweet boy."
"Thank you, Mistress" is all I get out of him, but that's okay. Then, I turn the plug on. First, I put it on the highest vibration setting, then almost instantly switch to the lowest.
"Fuck" Ro grumbles under his breath. "Thank you, Mistress." I pull his hair and his neck arches backwards.
"For what, my sweet boy?" I tease him.
"For everything. Taking me down, letting me have my pretty plug. Just everything, Mistress. So good to me."
I let his hair go. "Mistress has to go warm up these stones for your massage. Stay right there. I'll be right back." I retreat to my bag and grab 2 medium size stones first. Then, to the bathroom to run them under the hot water and grab a couple towels.
When I come back, Ro is laying perfectly still in the position I left him in. I place one towel over the small of his back and place a stone on top of the towel. Then, I place one towel over the back of his neck and place the second stone. With the two stones now at a reasonably warm temperature, I run them all over Ro's back and legs; giving my baby the best deep tissue massage. Tricking his body into relaxing when I'm not done with him. Once the massage is over, I speak again.
"Up on your knees, Ro. I want to see how your pretty little cock is holding up." He rises to his knees and places his hands behind his head. His cock is an angry red and spilling precum, but he's not begging yet, so I know he can handle what's next. Leaving him in that position, I walk to his bedside and light the candle I found there.
I come back to Ro and squat so I'm at his eye level. Then, I grab his chin and make him look at me, so he knows I'm being truthful. "Now, Ro. We're going to play with some wax." He seems confused, so I use my grip on his chin to lead him over to the candle I had just lit.
"Wax." I say again and point to the lit candle. He body trembles. "Are you excited, Ro? Does my baby want to play in the wax?" He nods rapidly. So, I blow out the candle and wait a few moments for it to be just cool enough to handle touching it. Then, I lead Ro back to the middle of the floor and lay him down on his back.
With the wax still liquified, I pour a straight line down his sternum all the way to the top of his dick. He hisses from the warmth but doesn't stop me. Then I pour two dots onto his nipples and wait. I want the wax to leave a mark, but not burn him too harshly. Finally, I scratch all of the wax off and imprinted into Ro's skin at least for now, is a perfectly straight pink line down his sternum and two perfectly round pink circles on his nipples.
"More, Mistress." I place the heel of my right boot on his chest between his pecs.
"Excuse me?" He whimpers.
"Can I please have more wax, Mistress?" I place my foot back to the floor.
"That's better. You know better than to make demands to me."
"Sorry, Mistress." Without responding, I go back to the bedside to grab my lighter and re-light the candle; carrying it back to Ro once I can handle it.
"Over on your stomach, Ro." He obeys and his butt wiggles as he gets comfy. First, I use the plug still inside him as a spreader and open his hole a bit more than it already is. "Ready, Ro?" He nods.
With his consent, I pour some of the wax down into his hole; more so on the plug so it doesn't burn his skin or stick to it. Then, I decide to have a little fun and I draw a zigzag pattern on the full length of his back. With that, he roars loudly, and his cock explodes under him onto the floor.
He manages to sit still as I peel off all of the wax we just used. Then, just like always, I find a cozy corner to lean against and settle him between my legs; running my fingers through his hair.
Maybe one day I'll have him in the way I really want…
