The nervous waiting
For the umpteenth time, I paced back and forth in the small room. I was just too nervous to sit still. My stomach was cramping in a pleasant way, a layer of sweat had formed on my back. I had been in this state since last night.
Around 19:00 my phone had rung. I could not believe my ears.
Mistress Svea
It was the lovely voice of my mistress Svea. Unbelievable that I was so unexpectedly granted the honor to listen to her voice. I immediately assumed my posture and asked about her desire. Svea ordered me to visit her at her domicile the following day.
I was to wear my slave clothes and be ready to obey her every command unconditionally. She spoke the last sentence with a dangerous undertone. I had to swallow. After my last offense, Lady Svea had made me wear a Chastity cage for a whole week.
So now I was pacing up and down in her little waiting area for what felt like the hundredth time. Gradually it was getting chilly. Except for the harness, I was not wearing any clothes. My fear sweat provided additionally for cold.
The audience with my mistress
Finally I heard her voice ordering me to enter. I opened the door to her playroom, took two steps inside and stood rooted to the spot.
Before me stood Lady Svea in all her divinity. Her long, red hair fell to her waist. The piercing look of her ice blue eyes was enhanced by kohl. Her erotic mouth was traced with red lipstick.
She wore a tight-fitting latex body as well as matching gloves. Her feet as well as her erotic legs were unclothed as always.
"Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to greet your mistress properly?" Her voice sounded so delightful. Her contemptuous tone was music to my ears.
"Woof." I got down on all fours and crawled toward her with my head down. I finally reached her and pressed my forehead to her divine feet. It felt so good to finally be near her again, I could have cried with joy. I kissed her feet, took each toe in my mouth, massaged the balls of her feet and licked her soles.
"That's a good boy, my slave." Lady Svea withdrew her feet from me. "Today we are going to try something new. I want to sit and your face is the appropriate place for it."
I had a lump in my throat. While I knew some Facesitting stories and had read several testimonials, I had never tried it myself. However, she was my mistress and knew what was good for me. As submissively as possible, I looked up at her and nodded.
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My first Facesitting
Lady Svea turned around and went to the back of the room. As she did so, she lightly tapped her thigh twice. That was the sign that I was allowed to follow her. I crawled behind her and this time I risked a look. Her adorable butt looked just magnificent in the latex bodysuit.
The sight of this buttocks had a hypnotic effect. Would I actually be allowed to feel this piece of feminine perfection on my own skin? Would I be able to keep my tongue under control?
Svea stopped in front of a floor pillar covered with black leather and waited until I reached the spot as well. She then ordered me to get on my knees in front of her.
Her slap made my head spin around. "If you stare at my ass one more time without an order, I'll let another slave feel my ass on his face. You worm seems to forget that there are a lot of mirrors around here."
I stammered an apology. That I could not hide anything from my mistress should have been clear to me before.
Lady Svea squatted in front of me, put a collar on me and reached for the ring attached to the front. With a strength that one would not expect from her petite body, she pulled me to her until our lips almost touched. For a moment she savored my longing.
"Lie on the pillory, face up." She pushed me away and I got myself into the commanded position as quickly as possible.
Lady Svea positioned herself over me so that her divine legs were only inches from my head. Torturously slowly her knees bent and her magnificent ass came closer and closer to my face.
Suddenly Lady Svea paused in her movement. My mistress knew how to make me suffer. The incredibly erotic sight right before my eyes I was again condemned to wait.
The gift of my mistress
The fingers of her right hand reached between her legs and released the clasp of the bodysuit. With an incredibly sexy swing of her hips, she pulled the bodysuit up and I admired her thong up close.
Then I felt her skin on mine. Cool at first, but very pleasant. Her wonderful ass stroked my cheeks, nudged my nose and tickled my eyebrows.
Lady Svea shifted her weight and the pleasant pressure on my face grew. Finally, I heard a short moan. My mistress had fully seated herself. I could have moaned as well, though for different reasons. I had never been so close, so united with my mistress. Her divine ass was emblazoned on my face.
My nose was in close proximity to her anus, my tongue not far from her Venus cleft. I was hornier than I had ever been in my life.
For a brief moment of shock, I wondered if Lady Svea wanted to use her anus for other things. But even for that I would have been ready. Everything for the mistress. Always. Permanently. For life.
Never again without Facesitting
Since this experience, I can no longer do without. I have always been a slave to Lady Svea, but this feeling that her ass conjures up on my face is simply out of this world. By the way, my mistress has officially given me the title of "favorite place", which I am very proud of.
There are many stories about Facesitting and I can only recommend it to everyone. Try it out at least once.
