My Mistress Fabiana

 I met my Mistress Fabiana online now two years ago. At first she did not have much experience in this relations of domination/submission, but when I confessed to her my most intimate secrets was naturally for her, as if it were something inside to make it her mistress in a natural way.

She is from Venezuela, and I am from Spain. My name is Fernando, I am 40 years old and im 15 years of older than her. Our relationship has been over the Internet and through e-mail. I must confess that my Mistress Fabiana has black, very black eyes and a look of those that leave you ice and which take you to prostrate yourself before her and say something like “am yours love you Fabiana, can you do with me whatever you wants”. It has brown hair that falls the medium hair, pug nose and a tasty lips that give her a very special attraction. And above all, is of a plshe have a perspicacious intelligence and lucidity that make a wonderful woman to worship, reverence and prostrate before her to succumb to her character as if you were adrift, but both sure of her, her integrity, her poise and elegance, even when she sleep.

She is a woman sure of herself who knows always what she wants and has a personality that amazes you and overwhelms. The problem of our relationship was that the two of us were working in our respective countries and that’s why we could not move. But that is no obstacle for two people who love each other. At the beginning of the relationship I was confessing my most intimate secrets and her, although she was a little reluctant because I knew that our relationship was difficult because of the enormous distance that separated us, was pleasing me little by little, until it got fully into the role and I noticed that she began to like.

Our relationship was difficult so I asked her to send me heir wet panties to worship in the distance, smell her, feel her very closely and sleep at night with my face supported on it to feel like hers, more hers, eternally hers. I putted on me some sort of chastity belt, I put it and mail to her the key so having it she knew that thousands of miles, a man, her man, was standing by her chastity because I didn’t have any pleasure that might not share with her, causing by her. She, of course had freedom to enjoy with others because in our treatment it was clear that she had all the freedom, all the power over me and I didn’t have any because had delivered it is to her so that she enjoyed with my suffering.

It became clear between us that I was a masochist and my pleasure was to suffer to see her enjoying. I don’t know if put me the horns, but a very specific day left call me Fernando and started calling me a submissive Cuckold. I assumed that at last she had enjoyed with the cock of another male and although at first it hurt, soon discovered that excited me, my cock became hard to know it because I was happy to learn that she enjoyed. And it was really his submissive Cuckold. For life.

It was then that I proposed that we married. I would send her my birth certificate to the Consulate of Venezuela and we married by proxy. So we did and one day woke up married finally with my Mistress Fabiana, although the wedding night she celebrated it with a very handsome boy who had met at a party and held it as it should, enjoying like a Madwoman. And me happy and excited to know that she really enjoyed and made me more horned submissive.

And so we continue for a few months, letter by e-mail, until one day she told me that her boss had proposed her a deal. “I love you, horned mine, but that man make me crazy excitement, have it bigger than you and has also proposed an idea that we will allow to be together in the future”. As she told me he had proposed her a job in Spain on the condition that to be his lover here for a year. At that time I of course, her husband couldn’t touched her. She called on the phone and told it to me. And I answered that I understood it and say that, Yes, I agree.

-What do you say horned mine?. -That I agree.

– What do you agree for?

– Go to bed with this guy and put the horns on me.

– Would you like to be a cuckold? -Yes, I want to.

– ¿What do you want?.

– I want you to put horns on me- why? – because I will love you even more. – But you know, horned mine, that despite the fact that I lay with him you do not, you can not have pleasure, nor touch, or even look at another woman down the street. And despite that you agree to be my submissive Cuckold.

– Yes, I accept it. – What Do you accept? -To be your submissive Cuckold. -You like while your wife makes you horns with another, having pleasure with another, you can not, not caress you without my permission?.

– Yes, like me and excite me much.

– Why?.

– Because I am your submissive Cuckold.

– And because you like to suffer by me.

– Yes, Fabiana, excites me that you make me suffer.

– And because the more horned I do you want more, truth?.

– Yes, Fabiana, more Cuckold you maked me, more pleasures you have and more you stifle my joy, most will love you.

– Then I must make you very horned love mine, because I want that you love me with all your soul.

That’s how she moved to Spain to work and live on the floor of her lover, who would be hers at the end of the agreed time. I could only visit her some Sunday that he was not, to let her put me her used panties and can feel it next to my cock at all times of the day to be in contact with the fabric that had touched her lovely sex.

And also allowed me to lick her and lick her, work tha I delivered with frenzy and devotion, although I knew that excite her more with my licking, would serve so she then had with her lover. But I felt happy because when I was with her, and flicked away me the chastity belt to caress me with her feet my dick, I saw in the glow of her eyes that was happy and was satisfied. Then I stood on all fours on the table, put those long black glove and she caressed and squeezed the balls, to see how it was her semen, its moisturising milk as she called it, because she used to maintain smooth skin of her feet.

See stretched them, She pinched them, squeezed them, and when She checked its charging status, decided or not milked me according to the seed that had been found in it. Almost always was sullen and dissatisfied because she said that it generated little product, and as knew that when most excited was more milk produced, decided to excite me more that her pantry was full. And here is where came the personality of my Mistress Fabiana because she knew me deeply and know that it is what most excited me.

-Will I have to get more horns in your presence, horned mine? – She used to say, – because I know that what most excites you is me in the arms of another, fucked by another and I humble by make you Cuckold. So I will have enough semen so that my feet are most beautiful.

And then I was to attend her fucks with her lover to keep me more excited and that produce more of her product. And I saw her there with him, and humiliated me before saying what they liked it so much: Yes my Mistress Fabiana, – said encouraging her-, enjoy you as you want because I love it so much, with such delivery and submission, I am happy to suffer humiliated so that you enjoy, because it excites me to see her enjoy it, filled with his fat cock screaming like a crazy and well fucked as the female who you are and by a male who deserves it. Who well you fucks with my mistress, that pleasure I see that feel, that delight me know every day more Cuckold so that you enjoy.