Obsessed with my Bratty Femdom Girlfriend

I still remember the first day I met Natalie, with her long dark hair, fit body, and big brown eyes that seemed to see right through me. I was immediately drawn to her, but little did I know she would become my bratty femdom girlfriend, always teasing and denying me.

“Hey, virgin,” she would say with a smirk, “You know I’m waiting until marriage to have sex, right?”

I would nod, feeling both frustrated and turned on by her dominance. Natalie had a way of making me feel both horny and humiliated at the same time, and I found myself becoming more and more obsessed with her.

“Worship my ass, babe,” she would command, bending over in front of me. I would eagerly comply, kissing and licking every inch of her perfect round ass.

“That’s it, you love serving me, don’t you?” she would say, as she reached back to push my head into her cheeks. I would moan in response, feeling her tight little asshole against my tongue, through her thong.

Natalie loved teasing me with her body, and I loved every second of it. She would wear tight skirts and sheer tops, knowing they would drive me wild with desire. I would beg her to let me touch her, to let me taste her, but she would always refuse.

“Not yet, virgin,” she would say with a wink. “You’ll have to earn it.”

One night, after weeks of teasing, Natalie finally decided to take things to the next level. We were lying in bed, and she was wearing a thin lace lingerie set that left little to the imagination. I could see the outline of her hard nipples through the fabric, and I couldn’t help but reach out to touch them.

“Mmm, someone’s eager,” she said with a smile. “But I think you need a little reminder of who’s in charge here.”

With that, she pushed me down onto the bed and straddled my face. I could feel her warmth against my lips, and I eagerly began to kiss and suck her clit through her panties. She giggled, grinding her hips against my face.

“What are you doing? I don’t want you breathing,” she said, pushing her panties into my face and muffling me so I couldn’t breathe.

“Yes, just like that, you little slut,” she laughed, as she ran her fingers through my hair. She then pinched my nose shut with her manicured fingers. “You love it when I control your life, don’t you? Even your breathing.”

I could only moan in response, too lost in the moment to speak. Natalie rode my face harder and harder, I couldn’t breathe, I thought my chest would explode but I was stuck in this position until she finally reached her climax.

“Good boy,” she said, as she climbed off of me. I was gasping for air. “You deserve a reward.”

With that, she reached into her bedside table and pulled out a butt plug. She lubed it up and then climbed on top of me, then push it into me. I watched in amazement as she put it in. She was unlike anyone I had ever met.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” I said, as I reached up to touch her.

“Don’t touch me,” she said, slapping my hand away. “You’re just here to do what I say.”

I watched as she got dressed, not caring at all about my orgasm. Feeling the butt plug in my ass, I decide to jerk off as she hides her body from me one piece of clothing at a time. I pumped my cock as I remembered being unable to breathe underneath her soft panties and warm pussy. I could feel myself getting close to climax, but I knew I wasn’t allowed to cum until she allowed it. Natalie must have sensed this, because she suddenly came back and climbed on top me. She forced my hands off my dick, ruining my orgasm. I whimpered. She was so cruel!

“Not yet, virgin,” she said with a sweet smile. “You’ll have to wait until marriage for that.”

I groaned in frustration, but I knew I couldn’t resist her. Natalie was my bratty femdom girlfriend, and I was completely and utterly obsessed with her.

Jealous? What a loser!!!