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18/07/16

‘Thank You Mummy’ – I love these words! 

Latex Baby

So I had a booking from a guy who I’d seen before. Only once before. That time didn’t go so well. He wanted to cum twice within the hour and after his first blow out he couldn’t get his sub space back and we finished early. This time it would be completely my rules. He would do exactly as I said and the decision to allow him to ejaculate would be completely Mine.

I become ‘Mummy’. He becomes ‘My boy’.

After slipping on My black latex catsuit I dress My boy in the same. The feeling of our bodies completely submersed in the rubber is so Devine. We slide a little as we embrace due to the fresh application of Vivi Shine. The smell engulfs our lungs and we both take deep breaths until the moment becomes so intense we almost stop breathing. ‘I love You Mummy’ he gasps, ‘I love you too My boy’ I reply. With him sitting on My lap, the latex squeaks with excitement as we adjust ourselves, then I begin to explain the difference between little boys and big boys as I fondle the latex protecting his cock. As his member grows with anticipation it’s time for a little punishment as it’s revealed My boy has been playing with his little prick in the company of others. ‘Your cock belongs to Me and only Me. I will be the only one to play with it in any manor I see fit. Understand?’ ‘Yes Mummy’. And the spanking begins over My knee until I’m satisfied that My words have sank in and My thirst to hear that delicious smack, pull, squeek sound from My latex gloves on that latex bottom has been quenched.

His latex clad bottom sets alight another fire inside of Me and I explain the right of passage that all little boys must go through to allow them to evolve into big boys, into a man. The thing that brings a big, broad, smile to Mummy’s face. The act that brings forth manhood. I was going to fuck his arse!
Organising him in the leather sex swing I begin to strap up his legs. Wide spread, supported in thick leather cuffs. No escape. Once My boys hands were secured too then it was time to begin.

I made him beg for Me to do it. Beg for Mummy to probe My finger into his tight little arse. Stretch it by adding another and another until it was time to find a big fat cock to penetrate him with.
I climbed into My favourite strap on and added a bit of lube before sweetening his crack with My Mistress Mummy spit. Spitting always gets Me worked up. It makes My pussy as wet as My mouth and My carnal desires begin to erupt. I crave the feeling of power and lust that I get from fucking an arse hole. This boy is Mine in every way. So needy, yet eager, willing to accept whatever Mummy wants to do to him, hungry to receive pain or pleasure, so I plunge in. I consciously thrust My cock in slowly at first but I can’t help Myself, before I know it I hear the chains on the swing grind and groan as I get deeper and faster until it’s throwing My boys hole towards Me and I thrust it away again. My boy is panting and groaning, screaming at times but with pure pleasure until he can’t take any more and cum squirts high and fast out of his engorged cock. A wash of satisfaction pours over Me. My boy has become a man, he’s taken everything that I’ve throw at him and never forgetting his manners he finishes with a very clear ‘Thank you Mummy. I love you’ ‘Good boy’ I reply, ‘good boy.’