2. My first taste

She half dragged me by my hair, back to where her computer was and shoved me to the floor. She laid back in her chair regally and thrust her bare foot out into my lap. I began to rub her foot as my eyes linked with hers. "Eyes down" She commanded as she picked up her pack of cigarettes.

I cast my eyes down on to her slender foot. She was a size 9. I was caressing her foot with my eyes and hands thinking that it was a lot of foot and how lucky i was when a noise on the floor interupted the spell.

My eyes moved to the cigarette lighter she had just thrown on the floor. "Light my cigarette - Slut" she stated.I gripped the lighter and moved my eyes up to her face, scared not to make too much eye contact. She inhaled deeply as the cigarette ignited and blew a stream of smoke directly into my face.

I was hypnotised, kneeling there, looking into her delicate features. She smoked her cigarette and eyed me much like a spider to a fly. She blew another stream of smoke into the air - the ash becoming longer on the end.

She squinted at me as she moved her cigarette to my face. I knew instictively what she required and i tilted my head back and opened my mouth to receive her ashes.

She stopped short of my mouth and stated "Wider". I complied, yet still she paused - "Wider" she stated with more volume. I stretched as far as i could and with that she flicked her ash into the back of my throat with a wicked grin.

"Whenever my cigarette nears your mouth - thats how i expect you to recieve my ash.-Do you understand?". I replied with a meek "Yes, Goddess". "And what do you say - my little bitch?" She asked sternly as she stared into my soul. "Thankyou Goddess" I offered. "Good Boy" She cooed, as she blew another stream of smoke into my face.

She bid me lay on my back and shuffle closer to her, i complied as fast as she spoke of course. She placed her foot up on my chest, occassionally stretching out to push my face in with it. She alternated the motion with tapping her ash into my mouth until it were almost finished"

She grinned wickedly once again as she blew on the tip of the cigarette. It glowed menacingly as she spoke without even looking at me, more interested in the dangerous glow. "Touch yourself".

I rubbed my engorged member as she blew some more on the tip of her cigarette". "Whos cock is that?" She cooed. "nnnnggg Yours Goddess" I whined. "And i can do anything i want to my cock cant I - Bitch?". "nnnnnggg Yes Goddess" I wimpered as i continued to stroke "her" cock.

She placed the red hot tip to the underside of my testicles...."Stop" she said sternly. My heart was beating like a drum and my breath felt like i was running a marathon. "hmmm here?" She asked, a wicked grin on her face, enjoying my predicament. All i could do was whimper and whine. Part of me horified with anticipation, another part of me, the submissive part - was on fire with lust and secretly wished she would press down right there.

She moved the tip to my inner thigh. "Maybe here?" She looked into my eyes and grinned that wicked, girlish smile that i cant run from. "mmmm what about here" she said menancing as she placed it a fraction from the shaft, where the skin was thinest. I moaned and yelped as she teased me, sure that any second i would endure for her.

She leaned back and stubbed the cigarette out into her smokeless ashtray and deposited the butt in the centre. I whined in relief and shuddered - part relieved, part dissapointed. She paused at that and picked up the ashtray.

She played with the lid and hovered over me, looking at my face in a serious manner. I froze, and watched her hands play with the cover to her ashtray as she seem to consider her next action.

My twisted mind jumped to the conclusion that perhaps she was about to empty the contents into my mouth, just to watch me gag a while for her amusement.

Part of me horified, but part of me in euphoria with anticipation. As my heart began to pound, she paused and with another wicked grin placed the ashtray back on the table...