She came by one day a few months after their divorce while Kevin was away on a business trip.
When I opened the door, she looked fabulous, as if she had done a makeover. "Kim! Hi! What brings you up here?" I asked, trying to mask my sudden excitement at seeing her look so good. She was wearing a two-piece sort of business outfit. It was a crushed black-velvet jacket with a short skirt and a white silk blouse with a ruffled collar.
I lay there immobilized on the bed and I looked up at mistress Sophie in fear as she tightened her hold on my nuts. I could feel my body shaking in fear and I wondered if I had made a mistake requesting a bdsm session. I suddenly remembered my safe word and I decided to use it. "Red!" I yelled.
Sophie looked down at me and frowned. "Is that your safe word?
I looked up at my Ex-girlfriend in shock. I still couldn't believe she was here, and I couldn't believe she actually wanted to dominate me, even if it was out of revenge. She looked down at me with a smirk on her face and she tightened her grip on my balls which made me wince in pain and close my eyes I fear. "I should probably chop your balls right off,"
Mistress Sophie and mistress Becky were looking at my dick with fascination and lust. "Your Ex-boyfriend has a nice dick," Sophie said. Becky smiled at her.
"He sure does," she replied. She grabbed my balls in her hand and lightly squeezed them for a few seconds then she let go of them. "I love squeezing his nuts," she said.
"So do I Sophie replied but let me show you something I enjoy doing, even more,"