Mac Daddy

Warning: This story involves some BDSM.

Chapter Two: Rainbow Dash, the Strong Dominatrix

Rainbow Dash knocked on the door of the large, red barn. It opened up to reveal Big Mac.

“Oh, you’re early.”

“Is that bad?” She asked.

“No. AJ’s still in Apploosa,” Big Mac stood back and opened the door wider. “Come on in.”

Rainbow Dash leaned down to pick up a large, leather bag and headed into the barn. Macintosh closed the door behind him, locking it tight. Once that was done, Dash unbuttoned her trench coat and threw it to the ground. She wore a tight, red leather corset complete with a matching choker; her pants were sleek, black leather; her feet wore two, high heeled boots. She sat herself down and began to look through her bag.

“Am I allowed to say you look fantastic?” Big Mac asked.

“Yes, you are. Now come and sit down.”

Big Mac walked over and sat on his knees in front of Dash. She pulled out a pair of silver handcuffs. Like a well-trained dog, he turned around allowing her to cuff his hands. Once that was done, she undid his flannel shirt and discarded it. She gave his hair a playful ruffle before heading back to her bag. She searched around until she found a long, black whip. Reaching back in, she found a pack of cigarettes. Taking one out, she placed in her mouth.

“You know why I love it when you call me?” She asked as pulled out her Wonderbolt lighter.

“Why mistress?”

“Because,” She took a long drag and exhaled. “You’re bad.”

“Am I mistress?”

“Yes, you’re really, really, bad,” She stood up and sauntered towards him. “You are so bad it makes me sick!”

She took another drag and blew the smoke into his face. Big Mac inhaled deeply and shivered. Rainbow Dash went behind him, holding the cigarette between her fingers. She leaned down towards his ear and gave it a lick; he shivered again.

“You have no control,” She whispered, giving it another lick. “So bad! Naughty boys need to be punished, don’t they?”

“Uh-huh.” He managed.

“So you’re saying you’re a bad boy?” Rainbow asked.

“Yes, I’ve been really bad mistress,” Big Mac gasped. “Please, punish me.”

“Good boy.”

Rainbow bit down on Macintosh’s ear. Again, she felt the strong farmer tremble. It was so easy to make him squirm. It was so much fun that it should have been illegal. And of course, Macintosh enjoyed himself too. Cigarette still in hand, Rainbow Dash pressed the tip into Big Mac’s skin.

“Ohhhhhh yeah,” Big Mac sighed. “Can I have another?”

“I guess, since you asked so nicely.” Rainbow gave him another burn.

“Mhmmm. Another please?”

“One more.”

Dash pushed and twisted the cigarette. Big Mac shuddered and moaned. Rainbow took one last drag from the cigarette before stamping it out. She sat down behind him, wrapping her arms him. With her face pressed against his back, placed kisses down his spine. Each kiss drew a satisfied sigh from Macintosh. Once she reached the end, she went back up. At his neck, she gave him a little nibble.

“You’re being so good today,” She whispered. “But I still need to punish you.”

“Yes, please mistress,” He begged. “I need punishment.”

Dash got up and walked back over to her back. She picked up the whip from earlier. Instantly, Big Mac’s heart began to race; that whip was hot. He watched as Dash lashed it out, cracking it against the ground. Dash went behind him again, playfully fondling the whip.

“Naughty boys always need to learn the hard way.” She said.

Raising her hand, Rainbow brought the whip down on Big Mac’s bare back. Once it hit, he felt the exquisite pain. He let out a loud moan which drove Dash to retaliate. Again, she cracked the whip down. There were men who couldn’t handle such pain but Big Mac seemed to be able to take it. In fact, he looked forward to it. It was only a matter of time before he begged for more. For a third time, the whip came, breaking the skin of his back.

“More!” He gasped out. “Please, mistress.”

“So polite,” Dash lashed out again. “But you’ll have to do better than that. Say you’re a dirty boy.”

“I’m a dirty boy!”

“Louder!”

“I’m a dirty, dirty boy!”

Again the whip made contact with the skin. Blood appeared, oozing from the open wounds. Still, Big Mac begged for more and Rainbow gave it to him. She enjoyed watching him bleed, hearing him scream and begging to be treated like dirt. What a sexual high it was for her, watching this grown man act like a whimpering child. What a thrill! It was such a power trip

“Are you satisfied yet you greedy little thing?” Dash asked.

“Yes mistress.”

“Good, because now it’s time for you to satisfy me.”

First, Dash reached down into her cleavage and pulled out the key to the handcuffs. Once she unlocked Big Mac’s hands, she unzipped her pants and stepped out of them. Big Mac watched as she slid her panties down slowly in order to tease him. Once they were off, she placed them in her mouth and gave them a tug. Big Mac gulped as the bulge in his pants growing bigger. Dash threw her panties to the side. She then got down on all fours like a tiger and crawled towards him. Big Mac watched as she took his pants’ zipper between her teeth and pulled it down.

“Looks like someone is ready,” She said with a smirk.

“You’re good at your job mistress.” He replied.

“I know,” She opened up her legs. “Let’s see how good you are.”

Big Macintosh took in time in positioning himself. He held onto her legs, leaned down and placed his mouth on mistress Dash’s inner lips. Dash tried her hardest to suppress a shiver of pleasure. Hard as she try, there was no way she could hide her arousal. Macintosh began to lick and suck, her whole body quivering with delight. She opened her legs up wider, giving him better access and then grabbed a handful of hair.

“You’re disgusting!” She yelled. “Oh, you sicken me! You dirty, dirty, dirty boy! Naughty, filthy, dirty boy!”

Driven on by her naughty talk, he began to lick faster. Dash returned by screaming even louder. Her inner lips quivered as his tongue slide glide over her womanhood. Never had a man drove her this wild before. It was exhilarating, such a thrill! He continued until her body no longer take it and she reached her climax. Big Mac didn’t come up; instead, he let the sweet moistness enter his mouth. Exhausted, Dash collapsed onto the floor, her body shiny with sweat.

“Sweet Celesita,” She panted. “What a rush! So much energy!”

Big Mac grabbed his discarded shirt and wiped the stickiness off his mouth. He then leaned over his panting mistress.

“Did I do good?”

“I may be bad but you’re perfectly good!” She looped her hands around his neck. “Maybe, I should start coming over twice a week.”

“Really?” Big Mac grinned.

“Maybe if you misbehave.” She pulled him down and kissed him.

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