Pleasing Mistress Luna

Ashton couldn't believe he was doing this. He had never considered himself to be a kinky person, but here he was, in a dimly-lit dungeon with a collar around his neck, kneeling before his mistress. She was a tall, voluptuous woman with long, wavy black hair and piercing green eyes. Her name was Mistress Luna, and she had shown him a whole new world of pleasure.

"Now, pet," she purred, running her long nails down his chest. "I want you to beg for me."

Ashton swallowed hard, feeling a lump form in his throat. He had never begged for anything in his life, but for some reason, the idea of pleasing Mistress Luna made his cock stir with an intensity he had never felt before.

"Please, Mistress," he said in a shaky voice. "Please let me touch myself."

Mistress Luna grinned down at him, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "You may touch yourself, pet. But you must ask permission for everything you do. Do you understand?"

Ashton nodded, his hand sliding down between his legs as he began to stroke himself. He moaned softly, reveling in the sensation of his own touch. But before he could get too carried away, Mistress Luna cleared her throat.

"Not yet, pet," she said sternly. "You may only come when I give you permission. And don't even think about stopping without my say-so."

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