Part: 17 His Mistress

"You know, I was making your favourite dishes to pacify you," I told her, pointing my finger at the chopped veggies.

She pulled my cheeks. "Aww, so sweet of you." She stood on her toes and placed a kiss on my cheek. I just smiled at her.

"By the way what were you making?" She asked, raising her brows.

"Garlic Bread and pasta." She licked her lower lip adorably as I told her.

"Before this, I want my Prince to follow my few orders." She uttered, coming closer to my face.

"Prince?" I narrowed my brows in confusion.

"Yes, the way I'm your Princess, you're my Prince. Like it is Master and His Princess, in the same way, it is Mistress and her Prince." I chuckled as she told me why she called me Prince.

She glared at me, frowning. "Don't laugh at me or else your Mistress will punish you." She tried to become serious like me, I found this act so cute. She is trying to be strict but looking so cute.

"How can you be so adorable all the time, Princess?" I pulled her cheeks.

She frowned and pouted cutely at me. "No, today, I'm not your Princess. You can only call me Mistress only. Understand?" She asked, pointing her finger at me.

I just nodded my head and said obediently. "Okay, Mistress."

"That's like my God Prince." I can clearly see that she's trying to copy me and looking super cute while doing this. I'm enjoying it a lot, seeing my Princess like this. My cutie pie Princess. Oh God, I love her a lot. Every day, I fall in love a little more with her. From her cuteness to her boldness, I love everything about her, her every side. She's so perfect and I'm blessed to have her.

"So, what do you want me to do for you, Mistress?" I asked.

"Satisfy me." She ordered me and I widened my eyes in surprise.

"Right now? Here in the kitchen?" I asked and raised my brows.

"Yes, here and right now, satisfy me." She again ordered and kept her face stern.

"Okay, Mistress." I agreed obediently.

I held the hem of her black t-shirt and pulled it over her head. I tossed it on the floor before squeezing her beautiful and soft twins firmly, gazing at her face. She moaned softly in response. I leaned down and sucked one of them, kneading the other one. She clenched my hair with her hands, moaning in pleasure. I love to suck them, nibble them, squeeze them and pinch them. I really love to play with them.

"Are you enjoying it, Mistress?" I asked, moving my eyes up at her.

"Keeping doing this," she paused and moaned as I pinched her nipples. "Don't," she paused again as I pinched them again and she moaned again. "Stop." Finally, she completed the sentence.

I knelt before her. I was just about to order her to open her legs but stopped realising that today I'm not her Master, she is my Mistress. I can't order her. I've become so habitual of ordering her.

So then I widened her legs by holding her thighs. I buried my face in her inner thigh and started sucking her most sensitive spot. She placed her hands over my shoulders to balance herself. I slid my two fingers into her deeply without any warning and she screamed loudly, digging her nails into my shoulder. I fingered her hard and fast, sucking her spot and satisfied her within a minute. Her legs shook and she exploded.

She was catching her breath back after the intense orgasm. I stood up and lifted her in my arms. She rested her head over my chest, exhausted. I took her to our room.

I laid her down on the bed and covered her with a comforter properly after turning on the AC. "Now you sleep for some time, Princess. I'm going to prepare lunch for us." I placed a soft and tender kiss on her forehead.

As I was about to turn, she stopped me by holding my hand. "Lie down with me and that's an order." This time she ordered me in a dominating tone like me. I'm impressed.

"What about lunch, Mistress?" I asked.

"That we'll see after waking up. Now come in my arms, I'm tired and I want to sleep." I nodded my head smilingly. As I lay down beside her, she instantly came into my arms. I smiled broadly, embracing her firmly in my protective arms.

"I love you, Princess." She snuggled in my arms and I kissed her hair.

"I love you, my Prince." I chuckled softly as she called me Prince.

In the evening when we woke up, we ordered the food from Zomato. We're now eating it in the dining room.

"You know, I'm enjoying a lot after becoming your Mistress." She said cheerfully after eating one spoon of pasta.

"Are you enjoying, Prince?" She asked, raising her brows.

"I'm loving it because you're looking so cute." I placed a kiss on her cheek.

I placed my hand on her face and gazed at her, my eyes full of love. "You know, I never thought that I would follow anybody's order like this and also enjoy it. But with you, everything seems so perfect and beautiful. I enjoy every moment of my life when you're with me."

I kissed her lips softly and lovingly. "I love you so much."

She smiled and pecked my lips. "I love you, more."

She stood up, smirking at me. I narrowed my brows suspiciously.

"Meet me in the playroom in five minutes, Prince." She strolled from there, after ordering me like me. I just smiled, staring at her in utter disbelief. She is really something else, completely different from other girls.

I stepped into the playroom and after a moment only she also came to the room. We passed a cheerful smile to each other. She strolled toward me.

"I want you to strip for me, Prince." She ordered me and I just smiled at her. The way she's commanding me, trying to be serious like me, I'm really finding her so cute.

"Okay, Mistress," I said and pulled the t-shirt over my head. She bit her lower lip sexily, gazing at my muscular body, her eyes full of desires. I dropped the t-shirt down on the floor. I hooked my thumbs into my lower and started pulling it down my legs slowly, my intense gaze is fixed at her face. I'm not wearing a boxer so my hard junior spring out as I removed the lower. She's drinking my body with her bewitching eyes.

I looked at her, waiting for her to give me the next order. "Now, Mistress?" I asked and brought her back on the earth. She swept her eyes up at me from my hot body.

"Now I want you to sit down on the sofa." She commanded, pointing at the sofa which is kept in the corner of the room. I strode towards the sofa and sat down. She also came behind me. Now she's standing in front of me. She is wearing my grey hoodie sweatshirt, her hair is tied up in a messy bun. Like always she's looking out of the world.

She sat down on my lap. As I lifted my hands to hold her face, she moved her face away from my hand and said sternly. "You have no permission to touch me today."

"And why so, Mistress?" I asked.

"Because I want to punish you for not listening to me in the morning." She smiled and told me, wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Like me, you're finding reasons to punish me?" I asked smilingly.

"This is the effect of your company." We both smiled at each other.

As I opened my mouth to say something, she shushed me by placing her long finger over my lips. "Now no word. Just enjoy what I'm doing." I just nodded my head like an obedient kid.

She clasped my face and captured my lips. I placed my hands around her neck to kiss her.

She broke the kiss and snapped at me. "No, touching."

Oh God, now it is getting difficult to become her submissive. I can't control myself from touching her.

"Don't repeat it or else I'll give you a harder punishment." She warned me strictly. Now she is taking the advantage of my innocence. Tomorrow I'll take revenge from her.

"Understand?" She asked, bringing me back on the earth.

"Okay, Mistress," I answered her and she smiled before placing a lingering kiss on my lips. I just clenched my fist and holding myself back from touching her. It is so difficult task. I'm not at all enjoying the kiss without touching her and rubbing my hands against all over her body. Poor me.

She trailed down her hands from my face to chest. She kissed my lips deeply, stroking my chest. Now I'm enjoying her touch. The touch of her softs hands on my skin is sending electricity of desire down my spine. She's arousing me.

She broke the kiss and entwined her hands with mine. She trailed soft kisses down my neck. I'm shivering with her every kiss. I moaned as she bit my neck, leaving a mark. Now she's kissing and nibbling all over my chest, driving me crazy and burning my body with the desires.

"Now you can touch me, Prince." She left my hands and permitted me to touch her, gazing at me intensely. I smiled in response.

Then she grasped my hardness and squeezed it slightly. I groaned, shutting my eyes and clenching her hair. She started rubbing me up and down, giving me extreme pleasure with her hands. I'm moaning, I'm enjoying it a lot. This is incredible. She's taking me higher and higher. She's taking me to the heaven with immense pleasure.

Within a few minutes, I exploded while panting and rested my head against the sofa.

"Do you like it, Master?" As she called me Master, I instantly opened my eyes.

"Master?" She bit her tongue cutely after realising that she called me Master.

"What to do, I have become habitual of calling you, Master. By the way, I'm your mistress for just one day but you'll always remain my Master. I enjoy more our Master and Princess session." I smiled broadly after knowing this.

"I enjoy every session with you." As I said, she too smiled.

"So, Our Mistress and Prince session is over?" I asked.

"No, not yet. I've planned something more." I raised my brows in surprise after knowing this.

"Really? I'm excited." Now I said her pet dialogue.

She smiled merrily and stood up from my lap. "Now, you lie down on the bed." She commanded, strolling towards the cupboard.

"What she gonna do now." I wondered and stood up. I walked towards the bed and lay down, waiting for her.

She's ambling towards the bed, her lips are curved in a devilish smile. I widened my eyes as I noticed the pair of two handcuffs in her hand.

She is going to handcuff me, really?

She placed the handcuffs beside me on the bed and sat, straddling me on the bed. "Are you scared?" She asked, smirking, my naughty Princess.

I shook my head. "No, I'm not." She smiled and handcuffed my both hands with the bedpost.

As she stroke my chest, I closed my eyes. I suddenly open my eyes and shouted, clenching my hands. "Open my hands." She flinched and stared at me in an utter shock.