Diana pulled the stocking tighter. She pulled until the stockings cut deep into my soft, white flesh, compressing the skin. My elbows inched closer together with each tug of the nylons, and the expression on my face told of the suffering I endured. The precum glistening on the cockhead at the end of my rigid shaft told of the pleasure I endured.
 One more loop of the black, silky stocking. One more twist around my left arm, and finally my elbows touched. "Ummmmmphf!!" came my muffled groan. "What's the matter darling? Too tight?" Diana's voice shook, both from the exertion of pulling the stockings tighter, and from the excitement as she worked on her helpless captive.

As she walked around the lingerie clad kneeling Ashley, she inspected her work.
Diana wore a leather basque, stockings, elbow length gloves and heels. Her taut body glowed with perspiration as she strutted proudly round me.
 
I shuddered as my cock expressed its excitement with Diana's inspection.
As I knelt before her, her tight bondage worked its way into every tied corner of my body.

My elbows were touching, tied painfully together. My gloved wrists were crossed and tied also. My knees were bound both above and below my knees, keeping my stockinged thighs in a constant soft caress of each other. My ankles were crossed behind me and tied also. I couldn't move an inch. I squirmed as she continued walking around me, inspecting my lingerie and bonds.
My eyes were opened wide with anticipation. I wanted to cry out to my mistress to stroke me, but my mouth was gagged.
Diana had placed her panties in my mouth, packing it tightly with her taste. Her panties were held in place by two wide strips Of adhesive tape, forming a neat criss cross pattern over my sexy, lipsticked lips.

I wanted my hard cock in her fingers; I was stiff and dripping with anticipation. I loved bondage. I loved to be tied tightly. I loved the sexual foreplay that only Diana knew how to bring out to its fullest. I wanted to cum helplessly for my Mistress. I was a hot, hard crossdressed bondage slut!!

"You know this cock should be hard for me, don't you girl?" she spoke in a low soothing voice. I nodded my head up and down. You know it's only for me to play with, don't you slave?" Her words were like a statement; my head bobbed.
I felt my prick get even harder; I wanted Diana's palm holding my shaft.. My cock felt like it was a foot long. I throbbed in need, kneeling before my Dominatrix; I wanted Diana to pump me, tied tightly, in my lingerie.
I wanted to be jerked like the wanton slave I had become. Hard. Long. Forever..

I wanted to be masturbated while tied in my tight bondage. I wanted Diana to tease and fondle my aching cock and heavy, cum-filled balls in her slim, gloved fingers. I wanted to serve my Mistress!

The tip of breast brushed my cheek as Diana stopped and bent over. Her gloved hands snaked down my back, checking the stockings. Feeling my silky corset and naked skin. Checking her knots, that held me helpless for her. I shivered at her touch; my cock tingled uncontrollably.
"Not bad, Ashley, maybe you need them tighter though," she whispered in my ear as her hands caressed my back. "Mmmmmmm... " my own gagged moan of desire made my cock twitch.
"Maybe you need them much tighter to properly serve me," she continued.
I wanted to scream that she could do anything, but please jerk me -and NOW!.
My head bobbed frantically up and down. I needed my cock to explode, but her words just drove my desire higher.
She absent-mindedly rubbed her stockinged legs against the soft smooth flesh of my face, almost as if I weren't there. It drove me crazy with lust. It was so close, yet so far. My orgasm was building deep inside me, and I knew it was going to be a big one - it was one Of those slow building, almost painful cums that took their time to rush forth. I wanted to wait, but didn't want to wait. I was going higher and with her teasing, her taunting. My aroused need.

"Do you want me to play with your cock while you are in bondage?" she whispered. My prick pulsed. "Do you want me to jerk you HARD until you cum in your bonds, slave?" she asked. My shaft throbbed, leaking precum, but frustrated with no friction.... The floor under my bound legs was wet from my cock juice. I had never been so turned on in my life!

My eyelids closed in passion. I felt my body convulse as my orgasm started rushing through me. I was starting to cum already and my cruel masturbatrix had not even touched me!
 "Now, I don't want you to cum yet," she whispered as I fought for self control. My knees and thighs were grinding against each other, trying to strain for the release that my rigid prick craved. I wanted my orgasm so-o badly, but knew that I must wait if Diana so wished. My cock was on fire with lust. My stockinged ankles chafed. My elbows ached as my whole body convulsed, straining for orgasm, then backing off.
"Mmmmmmmmm... " again my muffled groan of ecstasy filled the room.

Diana reached down again and started to caress her breasts. They jutted out firmly from her topless basque, and her nipples were as hard as diamonds. Her hands cupped her breasts, then kneaded the firm flesh. Ashley was a superb specimen of shemale beauty. Perfect in every way - and so submissive! Diana's pussy tingled as she continued to torment her kneeling slave.

I could feel the stiffness of Diana's nipple as it danced lightly over my face. I wanted that knob in my lips.  She spoke.
  "You like this, don't you Ashley. You like being my slave, don't you?" I could not deny my need to be submissive. To be used for Diana's pleasure, for it would become my own.
  "You like my tits rubbing your face, don't you?" she continued talking in her soothing voice.
  "You'd like my tits round your prick, wouldn't you!" her last words were a sneer as she grabbed my hair and pulled my head back.
  She looked down deep into me as I opened my eyelids and looked back.
The look between the two was one of pure lust. My cock was oozing now. Hot, rock-hard and wet. If Diana didn't touch me soon I was going to go cum, I was sure!

"Hmmmm, what's this?" she said as her hands walked their way down my tight, flat stomach. Ashley looks so sexy, tied like this, Diana thought to herself as she knelt down, following the movement of her hands. She dipped her right hand between my bound, stockinged thighs... They were so tightly tied together that she had to work her fingers between my soft flesh until she freed my achingly hard cock. I almost swooned against her as her fingers touched me, then firmly grasped the slick shaft of my throbbing hard-on...