— Nipple Tease — An erotic tale of domination, by Mistress A..

— Nipple Tease —
An erotic tale of domination, by Mistress Aline.

You’re a loser, you know it, and so does everyone else. I’m the woman that every man wants to be with, but I have a secret - it’s 6inches long, and hidden between my legs. I’m Mistress Aline, a beautiful trans dominatrix. You’ve heard about me, and now you’ve finally worked up the courage to come to my house.

I slowly remove my shirt, revealing my luminous white skin, my long black hair cascading over my shoulders. I’m wearing a red and black French lace bra that cost more than your monthly salary. My green eyes sparkle with mischief as I watch you take in the sight of me. You swallow hard, your throat dry with desire.

“You’ve never had a woman this beautiful, this expensive,” I say, my voice sultry and commanding. “You cannot believe you’ve finally given into your dreams of being dominated by a trans woman.”

I move closer to you, my hips swaying seductively. I remove my skirt, revealing my matching French lace panties. You can’t help but stare, your eyes wide with lust. I’m every man’s fantasy, and you’re lucky enough to be here with me.

I reach behind me and unclasp my bra, letting it fall to the ground. My breasts are large and perky, my nipples hard and erect. I command you to take them in your mouth, and suck. You become hard as you do so, your dick straining against your jeans.

“Don’t touch yourself,” I command, my voice firm. “I decide if and when you cum.

You nod, your eyes glazed with desire. I can see the wet spot on your jeans, and I laugh.

“Look at you, so eager to please me,” I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “Your dick is so small, it’s pathetic.”

You blush, embarrassed at your small size.

“Please, Mistress Aline,” you beg. “Let me cum.”

I pull away, my lips curling into a smirk. I put back on my bra, my breasts hidden from your view.

“No, not yet,” I say, my voice cold. “You’re not worthy of my cum.”

You look at me, hurt and confused. I can see the disappointment in your eyes, but I don’t care. I’m in control here, not you.

“Leave,” I command, my voice firm. “And don’t come back until I summon you.”

You stand up, your dick still hard in your jeans. You walk out of my house without having been allowed to touch yourself, your dreams of being dominated by a trans woman fulfilled.