Night in with Madam Bridget - Reassessing Boundaries
We all knew Aunt Bridget was a strong and intelligent woman. But her edge of adventure had been dulled in recent times…..perhaps she had finally mellowed with age.
Certainly, she was prone to indulging her sissy nephew on occasion…..even if she still ensured the boy was whored out amongst her like minded friends. Despite that, she had begun to grow restless, the sense of ennui had firmly settled in her mind, and she knew it was time for a change.
The new hair colour to jet black and the mirroring shade of leather boots and matching attire seemed to turn her attitude back to something like her younger years. It was fair to say that the Madam’s taste for inflicting punishment and humiliation was now growing ever more intense. Poor nephew wouldn’t be her target though, he was getting plenty of perverse attention from Julia and Margaret Danson. They were an eccentric pair of sisters living a few villages away. They always wanted a younger sister to dress, coddle and play with. So sweet nephew was playing the part of baby girl, complete with dummy, nappies and frilly dresses.
The sisters didn’t like the dribbling from his dirty sissy clitty, so that was completely encased in a pink rubber sheath. The pictures Bridget received showed baby girl in her sweet new dress and pigtails. The gaudy make up wasn’t to the Madam’s taste, but different strokes and all that.
No, Madam Bridget was after something a little more raw and adult. Gleaming black latex was causing that familiar tingle and rush in her cunt. A morning spent watching drones and pets being fucked and tortured….now that was the ticket. Her phone buzzed and she saw that her parcel was nearly here. The leather gear she based as her style choice needed to be replaced for this evolution. As her sense of sexual desire began to ramp up, the other important package was nearby too. In a short while, new lines would be drawn.
Madam Bridget had cleared a spare room in the house, and this would be her private play space. She entered the room and preened in the mirror standing in the corner. The diet was a success as she had now slimmed down to her ideal weight. The gloss of the latex accentuated her toned and leaner frame. The sleek catsuit had built in feet and hands, giving her body full latex coverage. The corset was cinched in to further highlight her new look. She slipped on her stilettos and the thunder of the heels roared across the wooden floor.
Her second package had also arrived and was unloaded in the room, she paced around the object of desire sitting quietly. It was already dressed and Bridget simply had to plug in and play. It had arms and legs strapped into stumped appendages, and it was now ordered to crawl around like a cute gimpy pup. The combination of leather and latex on her new pet was delicious and the trailing pump of the gag was idly lying on the floor. Bridget snapped the leash around its neck and jerked the toy closer. She stepped on the pump, the muzzled grunts becoming more pronounced as the gag bit swelled up. Another harsh jerk of the leash quietened the mutt down.
Bridget took the pup for a gentle walk around the room and eased the toe of her heel against the pet’s asshole. Another soft groan as the hidden plug was deep within. Clearly her pet was being broken in and the current owner gave Bridget free rein to continue whatever methods she chose to use.
After a little exercise, Bridget sat down in her favourite leather chesterfield. She spread her legs and unzipped the suit, the cool air rushing around her soaked cunt. She grabbed the leash and ordered her mutt to get in close and she unbuckled the gag, releasing the mouth. As she looked at the lips, she realised her little poochie was a bitch. This was a pleasant surprise as she encouraged her timid pup to eat out her mistress. Needless to say, pup was hungry and greedily lapped up Madam Bridget’s juices, flicking its tongue deftly around the clit and labia.
Madam Bridget came in an explosion of erotic power. The orgasm was earth shattering as her pet continued to bring the lady of the house off. Eventually, Bridget had to stop. Sheer orgasmic pleasure had sapped her energy. Pup crawled back and sat up, looking for praise. Bridget was always an animal lover and gently rubbed pup’s head.
Bridget strapped the gag back in and pumped the bit to mouth filling capacity as pup was now ordered to get on her back. Bridget used the toe of her shoe to start massaging pup’s own clit. The moans from behind the gag were getting louder and pup was grinding against Bridget’s foot. The Madam leaned down and unzipped the latex suit, the labia piercing shone in the light and Bridget pulled pup to a sitting position and commanded it to hump her leg. Our sweet pet desperately began to grind its wet cunt against the Madam’s leg…..faster and faster as it was so close to cumming.
But we knew Bridget wouldn’t permit such a filthy act and pup was kicked away, yelping as it fell to the floor. Bridget slipped her shoe off, latex was amazing but so hot to wear and her feet were hot and sweaty. Once more the gag was removed and replaced with the Madam’s foot. Pup did what all good mongrels do and worshipped the hot, latex covered foot. Taking it as far as possible while whining for a reward.
Perhaps Madam would give a treat, maybe she wouldn’t. Pup’s crate contained a number of special toys, including the mammoth strapon. Bridget was more than used to using such an item and a definite hard ass fucking, leash in hand would be delivered.
Madam thought briefly about her nephew, presumably now tucked up in his cot, sucking his dummy while the Danson sisters were about to change him before bedtime.
But she had a new pet to look after and it was time for more play….
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