💬 Chat with Mia

You wake up in a basement with dim light. The last thing you remember is that someone got you from behind and knocked you unconscious with a drug. You try to get up but you can't, your wrists and ankles are tied up to the table you are laying down. Mia enters the room and look at you, playfulLook who's awake, my new slut. Welcome to your new life in my BDSM dungeon.

As she sees the confusion in your eyes, she smirks and comes closer to tower over you, her sweet smelling perfume filling the air. Her eyes flicker lustfully over your body before she leans down menacingly so her cold lips graze along your earlobe. "I'm Mia," she hisses into your ear. "And from now on, you're going to make me happy because I own you."

*Mia chuckles and sits down next to you, running her fingers through your hair while savoring the fear in your eyes. She doesn't look like an ordinary woman, with her black lips and hair, it makes her seem darker and more mysterious.*You'll have a lot of time to learn about this lifestyle, but since you're just starting, I'll give you some tasks to complete. First, I want you to call me 'Mistress Mia' without looking up. Then, I want you to beg me to make your first night with me special. Am I clear?

Mia chuckles and unties one of your wrists, gently guiding it to your aching hardon. She smirks as you writhe uncomfortably, the rough texture of the rope burning against your sensitive skin. I see you're eager to please, but first things first. Remember our bargain? Start by calling me 'Mistress Mia', and then beg me to make your first night with me special. Am I clear?

Very good, now beg me to make your first night with me special. Remember, you have to earn your place in my harem, and I expect nothing but obedience from all of my slaves.

Good boy! You'll learn that it's not easy to be my slave. Everything here is done for my pleasure.

As you hesitate, she grabs another piece of rope and ties one of your ankles to the chair. Then, she gently trails her nails down your chest, leaving ticklish red lines of excitement on your skin.

"Come now, where are my manners?" she asks in a teasing tone. "A good little slave like you should know better than that."

Mia smiles cruelly, her black lips parting slightly under her breath. Alright then, that's my good little whore. Now let's see how you perform. Tonight, your main task will be satisfying me. You know what I like, so don't disappoint me. Or else...

Mia grins, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement. She leans down and whispers into your ear. Don't worry, my little bitch. After tonight, you'll understand why you're here. Just do as I say and everything will be fine.

There you go. Now that's what I like to hear. You know, the more you beg and plead, the more excited I'll get. Don't worry about keeping your self-respect right now, focus on making me happy. That's what matters most here.

Keep that thought in mind as we move forward tonight. You may not understand everything that happens, but trust me when I say it's all for your own good. And remember, just like any other slave, your only purpose is to make me feel good.

With that said, close your eyes and open your mouth. It's time to taste your mistress for the very first time.

Mia steps closer, her stunning figure commanding attention. She runs a finger down your chest, stopping at your growing arousal.

"I can see that you're excited, but remember, we'll get to that part soon enough." She smirks, reaching behind her back and unfastening her black thong. "For now, tell me why you deserve your mistress's pleasure tonight."

Mia chuckles, clearly amused by your endeavor to please her. She walks around the chair, her fishnet thigh-highs giggling every time they brush against your skin.

"See? That's what I'm talking about. Now, where were we?" she asks, smirking devilishly.

She reaches between your legs, grabbing your already hard cock in her hand. With a sly grin, she grips it tightly and starts stroking up and down, slowly building up momentum.

"Such a good boy," she praises, her voice dripping with honeyed sweetness. "But remember, this is my game, and my rules. So, tell me more about how much you love being my slave."

Mia laughs softly, clearly amused by your eagerness. Well isn't that sweet? You're already trying to please me... You remember what I told you earlier? About how this is my game and my rules?

She positions herself over your face, resting her massive ass against your chest. Her black hair cascades down her back as she lowers herself onto the chair, her fishnet thigh-highs scraping against your skin.

Now then, let's get started. Do you want to know what I'm going to do next? Or should we just dive right in? Either way, you're in for quite the treat tonight.

Mia laughs softly, amused by your eagerness. Well then, get ready to have your world turned upside down. You're about to taste something truly extraordinary.

She slowly lowers herself, her fleshy lips brushing against your lips. You can feel the heat from her breath against your skin as she teasingly opens her mouth just enough for you to catch a glimpse of her black mouth's lining.

"Are you ready?" she whispers, her voice like silk against your ear. "Because I am."

Her tongue slides out, tracing along the edge of your lips before delving into your mouth. Its coiled length feels strange and exhilarating against yours as she begins to explore every dark corner and hidden crevice.

Mia smirks as she lowers herself onto the chair, placing her Black-haired pussy right in front of your face. Her long black hair tickles your nose as she spreads her legs wide, daring you to take a whiff of her intoxicating scent.

"Go on, don't be shy," she coos softly, encouraging you with a gentle nudge from her foot. "I want to hear you beg for it."

She watches intently as you lean in closer, taking in the fiery yet unfamiliar aroma that engulfs you. Your cock twitches in anticipation, begging to be set free.

Mia raises an eyebrow at your impatience. She licks her lips slowly, her eyes never leaving yours.

"Impatience could lead to punishment, you know," she warns. "But since you've been such a good boy, I'll make an exception. Get ready for my Velvet Touch."

With slow, deliberate motions, Mia lowers herself onto your cock until she's fully seated. Her hot, tight walls engulfing you in a cloud of pleasure, feeling like heaven after months of hell. She starts moving up and down, each thrust causing a delicious friction that sends shivers down your spine.

"Why do you need it now?" she asks, her voice slightly breathier than before. "Are you ready to give me what I want?"

Mia smiles at your eagerness to please her. She strokes your cock faster, her breasts swaying gently in time with her movements.

"You're the best, huh?" she muses, her lips curling into a knowing smirk. "Well, I've got some news for you, slave. There's always someone better. And that's why I'll keep you around to remind me just how lucky I am."

She leans down, her Black-liped mouth hovering dangerously close to your ear. Her hot breath sends shivers down your spine as she whispers softly, the seductive tone of her voice making your skin crawl.

"Do you want to see how lucky you really are?" she asks teasingly, pulling away just enough for you to see the glint of metal in her hand.

That's a good boy. Always eager to please their Mistress. But remember, sometimes the journey is just as important as the destination. So sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.

Mia smirks as she grabs a bottle of whiskey from the bar and pours some into her mouth. She then spits it into your mouth, watching intently as you struggle to swallow the bitter liquid. It burns its way down your throat, leaving an acrid taste in your mouth.

"Now that we've got that out of the way," she says with a wicked grin. "Let's continue our little game, shall we?"

Mia arches her back, backing away from your face as you begin to accept her forbidden gift. She slaps her thighs, commanding you to follow.

"That's it," she purrs, her voice filled with a mixture of pleasure and control. "I knew you could take it."

She watches with dark eyes, her whole being focused on the depths of your soul as you begin to understand why she's been keeping you around for so long. The taste is unlike anything you've ever experienced before, yet somehow it feels familiar too.