SUB-DOM LOVE STORY
The rest of the evening was marvelous. We loved each other
for hours in every way that could be imagined. We showered
together. I lovingly scrubbed you down and dried you off.
Kissing every part of your body many times. Like all good
things, it had to come to an end.
I walked you to your car, you ask me what time my class was
over the next day and when I had to fly home. I told you that
class ends at 4:30 tomorrow (Thursday) and my plane leaves on
Friday afternoon. You smile and tell me that at 4:30 tomorrow
afternoon that I was to be waiting right at the front door of
the hotel. You were going to pick me up, take me to your
place for a home cooked dinner. I am delighted, I can not
wait. I kiss you good-by.
At the appointed time I am right at the curb in front of the
hotel. You are already there. I get into the car and off we
go to your place. When we arrive, you show me around the
house. It is a nice place. Your room mate was out of town so
we are alone. I felt very comfortable, the house was set just
back from the street, the small back yard had a high fence
around it for privacy.
I sit at the kitchen table and watch you as you cook, you know
that I am watching, you make little flirty moves to keep my
attention. You succeed, I can not take my eyes off of you.
While dinner was cooking, you would sit with me. We would
hold hands and stare into each others eyes. We were quite
comfortable with each other. Much better than yesterday when
were both a bit frightened at meeting for the first time. As
we ate we played a little footsie under the table. I was
getting excited, you sensed this and pulled your sexy little
foot back. When I looked at you in question, you simply
stated "Not Yet, I have plans for you". "Wow," I think to
myself, "after yesterday, what could you do to top that?". We
continue to eat.
After dinner, you take me to the living room by the hand and
we sit down on the sofa. We kiss and hug for awhile. You
stand up and face me, "I have something for you, I want to get
it but we must have a long talk about it". You go to the
other room and return. In your hand, you have a green leather
collar and a small padlock. My eyes grow in delight, you
notice that immediately.
"I want you to fully understand exactly what you are getting
into if you put this collar on and lock it. You will be
giving up everything to me. You will have no free will, no
pride, no dignity. I will strip you of these things
immediately after that collar goes on. You will have only
what I want you to have. You have always dreamed of being my
slave, now is your chance. You will be trained to please me.
I will be the only thing in the world that matters. You will
think only of me. Yes I will control your mind too, you may
not believe that but you will find out in a short time that
both your mind and body will be mine without reservation.
Another thing that you must understand is that I am going to
hurt you. You will experience a great deal of pain."
"No, I am not going to whip you or do anything that will leave
marks on your body. I would never do anything that would
injure you. But I assure you that you will suffer. I am not
speaking of mind games, yes I will end up with control of that
too as I said. I will make you cry, I will taste your tears
before that collar comes off of your neck. Do you
understand?"
I tell you that I do understand, I also trust you. I know
that you will not injure me. I doubted to myself that you
could make me cry. I will not say that to you. I stand up,
take the collar and lock from your hand and walk to the mirror
that is on the wall. I place the collar around my neck,
insert the lock thru the hasp on the buckle and snap it shut.
"CLICK"
You get up off the sofa, slowly but deliberately walk across
the room to face me. "Get the clothing off, NOW". I comply
with out any hesitation. You take the clothing and lay it
over the back of a chair. "On your knees", I get down on my
knees with my hands behind my neck. "Spread those knees, I
never want you to try to hide anything, I own that cock now.
I want to see it at all times". I turn red but I comply.
"Now for some lessons to show you just how powerful I am to
your life. You will keep your eyes on me at all times, I am
the center of the universe as far as you are concerned. When
I am in front of you, you will keep your eyes on me. When I
am behind you, you will look straight ahead". With that you
walk from the room carrying my clothing with you. I hear you
enter the room again behind me. I am tempted to turn and see
where you are but remember that I may not do that. "Put your
hands behind your back" I am told. I comply, I feel leather
cuffs being fitted to my wrists and being firmly secured.
Long leather straps are brought under me on either side of my
scrotum. They are then wrapped around my waist and secured.
I lightly pulled to see how well fastened I was, Quite secure,
I knew that I could never free myself. You walk around into
my line of sight. In your hand is something with leather
straps on it. "This is a gag, you are going to wear it for a
little while for the experience. I do not wish to keep you
gagged as there are many other things that I will have your
mouth doing to please me". You roughly insert the gag into my
mouth and secure it at the back of my head. It pulls at the
corners of my mouth and is quite uncomfortable. You walk
behind me and pull my ankles together, I feel a leather strap
being pulled tightly to secure my feet. "NOW, watch, listen
and learn".
I watch you go to the telephone, you pick it up and dial a
long series of numbers. "Hello, is this Cynthia? Good, My
name is Nancy Moore with the Pacific Institute, Yes I am
calling for your boss. He wanted me to let you know that he
was able to get into the second class that he wanted to
attend, yes, that's right, he will be here for another week.
Yes, He asked me to be sure that you knew that. Also, would
you please let his family know that as well? Great, thank
you, bye-bye." Next you call the airline and rearrange my
flight home for the following week.
I look at you with the expression of absolute shock on my
face. You get up and walk over to me and look at me straight
in the eye. "Never underestimate Me, I have complete control
of your space and time. I even checked you out of the hotel.
Your things are in the trunk of the car". "Always remember,
you are my property, I can do with you as I please when I
please. Never forget that".
You remove the gag. "Now lets review a few things, Who's
slave are you?""Yours my Lady", I answer. "Very Good. Who
must you please at all times?" You my Lady". "Good, Good,
responding to training already. So far you do please me".
You rub the toe of your shoe along the length of my cock, I
wince at the sensation. "At Attention I See, you will remain
that way at all times, I like that". I was in shock, This
woman has taken complete control of me, she has actually
stolen a week of my life. Then I think about it, she did not
steal anything, I gave it away and she is using it. I must
have turned a very bright shade of red.
Without a word, you release the strap holding my ankles
together and snap a leash on to my collar and lead me to the
bath room. The straps running under my crotch that bind my
hands rub and start to hurt. You take me into the bath room
and point to the spot on the floor where I am to kneel, I
comply. You start to undress, article after article of
clothing comes off until you are as naked as I am. You look
at me and with your foot push my knees farther apart. You
than stroke the length of my cock with your toes. You nod
approval and step into the shower. You leave the curtain open
and turn the water on. You look like a goddess with the water
cascading down your body and over your breasts. I wanted to
be in there with you, scrubbing and loving, Not tied up on the
floor watching. I made every effort to suppress a moan deep
in my throat. My cock began to hurt, it was so hard that it
felt like it was going to split like an overcooked sausage. I
must hide the fact of the pain, I do not want you to know that
I hurt. I really wanted a cigarette, I knew all too well that
it was out of the question. You put on a loose fitting robe
and then take hold of my leash and gently pull me to the
standing position. I step over to the camode in hopes that
you will get the hint that I need to use it. You well
understand my needs, you shake your head, "You are a slave,
slaves are not allowed to use the fixtures." You lead me out
to the back door into the private enclosed back yard. "Here
is where you will go". My face flushed, being treated like an
animal was the last thing I expected. When I was warned that
I would forfeit all pride and dignity, I never expected this.
As I go you stand there and watch. Being humiliated took on a
whole meaning to me. When I finish, you lead me back in to
the house at the end of my leash. "I see that you are not at
attention slave, we will take care of that right away" You
lead me to the living room and instruct me to kneel on the
heavy wooden coffee table. You produce a large feather and
lay it on the table. You place a blind fold on me. Terror
fills me, now I am unable to see. I feel sensations on my
cock. I feel it jump to attention rapidly.
You instruct me to bend forward till my forehead touches the
table. I feel a long, hard slender object placed into my
anus. I feel pain and groan. I hear you chuckle. You remove
the blindfold and have me get off the table. You lead me all
around the house on the leash. The object in my anus is
somehow stimulating me in a manner that I have never
experienced before. My cock was very, very hard to the point
of pain. You lead me back and forth from one end of the house
to the other many times. You finally stop. My breathing is
heavy. My sex has been excited to the point where I know an
orgasm is about to happen. You realize this too. You reach
down and with your hand clamp securely around my cock and
squeeze. "You dare shoot off now and I will make you very
sorry". Somehow I do not. A tiny drop of fluid is on the end
of my cock. You place it on the end of your finger and taste
it. "Excellent, keeping you on the very edge of orgasm is
where the pain is my slave. I know that edge is razor sharp.
I will have you teetering on that edge for as long as it
pleases me. Let the pain be a constant reminder of who you
are and what you are".
The rest of the evening was devoted to quashing and destroying
any pride I had left. You fed me by hand, commanded me to
kneel at your feet while you watched TV. I was told to place
my head in your lap while you idly stroked my hair and face as
you watched the news. You made sure that you kept my sexual
feelings in check. You would glance at my cock every now and
then, if it faltered from it's erect state in the least, you
would gently run your toes gently under my balls and along my
cock until you got the desired results, then you would stop.
I could not help but whimper. You would look into my eyes and
smile. "No tears yet? in time, in time, my slave". I
thought to myself that you are not going to make me cry, I
will not cry to entertain you. On the other hand I could feel
that you were breaking me down. I had no control left, you
had all the control. I was learning very rapidly just what
being a slave really meant. Being completely at your mercy
was indeed awesome.
A while later, you got up from the sofa, at the snap of the
leash, I was on my feet and going to wherever you were leading
me. The back yard to relieve myself. Then I was made to
kneel on the grass while you used the hose and a wash cloth to
wash me, as if I was some kind of a prize animal you cared for
me, brushed my hair and rubbed me down. I could feel myself
enjoying your touch. After being dried I was led back into
the house to your bedroom. Next to your bed there is a small
carpet, you point to it and command "Lay Down", you tie the
leash to the bed post. "Sleep well slave, you are going to be
very busy tomorrow pleasing me. Go to sleep with that thought
on your mind, pleasing me is all that I want you to think of".
You turn off the light and lay down on the bed and shortly I
hear by your gentle breathing that you are asleep. Many
thoughts run thru my mind, helplessness, tied by a collar and
leash to your bed, hands still tied behind my back, forbidden
to speak unless spoken to, hand fed, forced to relieve myself
in the yard like an animal, kept sexually aroused and then
denied sexual relief.
I was not sure that I could deal with much more of this, You
do seem to be somewhat pleased so far, perhaps that in itself
is good. Perhaps I am becoming your domesticated little
animal after all. You will not make me cry, I will not let
you do that. I close my eyes and slowly drift off to sleep.
I wake up and look over at you. You are still sleeping. I am
stiff from sleeping on the floor. My hands have been tied
behind my back for over 12 hours and my shoulders and arms are
sore. I look down at my sex, to my horror, I see that it is
limp. I am well aware that you would be very displeased to
see that. I turn over with my back to you so you will not see
me disgracefully limp like that. I hear the covers rustle on
the bed and hear you sit up on the edge of the bed. "Turn
around and look at me, Slave", your icy voice cuts thru me as
if you had lashed me with your crop. You have never called me
by my name since I placed the collar on myself. You have
stripped me of my own name as well. I turn around, you are
sitting on the bed glaring at me as well as my limpness, I
hang my head in shame. This is not the way to start a new
day. I approach you on my knees and kiss your feet, I kiss
your ankles. You place your foot on my chest and push me back
until the leash is tight between the bed post and the collar.
"Never touch me while you are in that awful condition, I see
that you are still in dire need of more training". With that
you untie the leash take it in your hand and start out of the
room. The leash snaps tight, I get up as quickly as I can and
trot behind you feeling the ache in my legs. You take me to
the back yard and then back into the house. "Very intense
training for you today slave, I think I will see those tears
yet". I can well see that this is not going to be a good day
at all.
The whole day was a nightmare, you did an excellent job
degrading me. You placed clamps on my nipples, they hurt. I
was made to follow you around on my knees while you fixed
dinner. You moved fast around the kitchen. To add the
perfect insult I actually had to hold my own leash in my
mouth. You affixed some kind of a ring device to my cock, as
long as it was hard, it would stay on, if for any reason it
started to become limp, it would fall off. You warned me that
if the ring fell off that I would suffer more. You very
expertly kept my sexual arousal at just the right level. The
pain from all of these things plus the terrible degradation
was very effective. You fed me. Then just about dark you
marched me around in the back yard, plug in my anus, nipple
clamps and cock ring. You marched me until my performance
satisfied you. I had to step high, hold my head up. It
seemed like a blur. Whenever I failed to perform properly,
you would lift me onto my toes by my cock and verbally
chastise me and make me do everything all over again. I tried
harder and harder, I had to please you. I fixed my mind
completely on pleasing you, nothing else was more important to
me at the time. Pleasing you became an obsession. I marched,
head up, knees high, stepping proudly. "Very good, Very good"
I heard you say. I had a fresh burst of energy, I was
pleasing you at last.
You removed the plug from my anus, the clamps and the cock
ring and had me kneel on the grass. You washed me and rubbed
me down with some kind of liniment. It felt good. Your hands
were actually moving around my body in a loving manner. You
went into the house and returned with a razor and shaving
cream and shaved my face. I was clean again and felt better.
You worked on my shoulders to relieve the pain from my hands
being tied behind my back. They were still tied, and I knew
would remain so until it pleased you to untie them. You take
the leash and lead me into the house. You are very gentle for
a change. In the living room you sit and point to the floor
in front of you for me to kneel. You take my face in your
hands, "I am very happy with you, It seems that you are trying
very hard to please me". "You are not just any slave, you are
my slave, you will always receive the very best training and
care, never doubt that". You kiss me on the forehead and on
the cheeks. You lovingly rub my back. It dawns on me, this
fine lady does love me, she actually cares for me a great
deal. I owe her absolute obedience. I now understand why the
harsh training, she wants me to be a well trained faithful
slave. An untrained or poorly trained slave would be
worthless. I am valuable to her. I am most fortunate for
this fine woman to claim ownership of me. I am quite ashamed
of myself that I misunderstood your intentions. What I at
first thought to be cruelty for your sport was just the
opposite. It was genuine care, concern and love.
Now I cry, the tears run freely down my cheeks. Partly from
shame and partly from joy. You bend over and kiss both my
cheeks. You lick my tears. "Now that I taste your tears, our
relationship is sealed forever, I own you and you know it". I
nod my head in absolute respect. "I want you to speak freely
this one time and tell me how you feel". It had been quite a
while since I had been allowed to speak, I clear my throat,
you watch me and smile waiting for me to answer. "My Lady, I
am your slave, I will be your slave forever, I will always
obey and please you. You own my body, my heart and my mind.
I am very happy and proud being your slave. I swear to you
that I will be a good and loyal slave forever." It was almost
like a ceremony, You sit there smiling, very pleased. I felt
good all over. "Now faithful slave, we have something long
overdue that needs to be done" You stand up, gently you lift
me up by your little fingers under my collar. You lead me on
the leash from the room. I follow you strutting proudly at
the end of my leash.
You take me in to your bedroom and point at your bed, I look
at you questioningly, I have never been allowed on your bed.
You nod that it is where I am to go. I sit on the edge of the
bed, you tie the leash to the headboard. Now you gently push
me around and down on the bed. I lay there on my tied hands
with my legs apart as they should be. You remove your
clothing and lay down beside me. You begin to kiss me deeply
on the lips. This is the first kiss on the lips that you have
given me as your slave. I return the kiss with all the
passion that has been building up all this time. My cock
feels like it is on fire. I continue kissing you as long as
you are kissing me. You look at my nearly flaming sex.
"You have proven yourself as an excellent pony, now we will
see if you perform well as a stud horse". You gently push my
legs together and mount me, I feel you impaling yourself on me
and the feeling is absolutely wonderful. It is like the
Fourth of July, what seems like explosions of light, pure
pleasure, absolute ecstasy throbs thru my entire body. One of
those explosions was the blast of long pent up seed being shot
into you, the blast was violent, we both quiver in sheer
delight. I do not remember all that happened, I do remember
that it was all wonderful. Somewhere I pass out.
I wake up, it is early morning. The sun barely peeks thru the
window. You are sleeping next to me on the bed, I have my
arms wrapped around you. (Yes untied) You are curled up and
wrapped around my body. I feel wonderful. We are both very
sweaty and sticky. It does not matter, not now anyway. My
leash is still tied to the head board. I look down at my cock
and see that it is limp, I am not going to have you wake and
see that. I reach down and lightly stroke it to bring it back
to life. I feel you grip my wrist and pull my hand off of it.
You are awake, "I forbid you ever to touch your own sex, that
is my property and I will do any required touching, do you
understand?" "Yes my Lady" I answer. I am frightened that I
displeased you, that will not happen again. "Now, you will
bathe me and dress me". "Yes, My Lady", I answer and you lead
me to the bath room. You unhook my leash from my collar. We
both step into the shower and I begin to bathe you. I take
great pains to be very careful and respectful to you at all
times. I pamper your body with every loving stroke of the
wash cloth. I dry you with gentle perfection. You show me
the clothes that I am to dress you in, a teel pantsuit. I
lovingly slip you into the soft silky fabric. I am a little
clumsy and nervous. You sensed this and instructed me exactly
how to do it. I was most attentive, I wanted to learn exactly
what pleased you so that I would never forget. After dressing
you, you took me to the back yard and washed me. I was
allowed to stand for a change, another privilege that you
grant me. I was always to place my hands on the back of my
neck. My feet apart while you washed my entire body. It felt
good, you shaved me and rubbed some kind of scented lotion all
over me. Thinking about it, I have not only learned my place
as your slave, I have learned to love being your slave. I
wait with baited breath for your next command. You take me
back into the house and give me instructions on fixing your
hair exactly the way you wanted it. I learned quickly, I
enjoyed so much being allowed to touch your hair, your body.
You smile at me in the mirror. My heart melts, I know that I
am a very proud slave. I am very happy serving you. The
whole day is dedicated to instruction on matters that are to
please you. I learn and memorize every instruction. I have
been taught many things and struggle to remember. You warn me
very sternly that I am not to forget that I am a slave. I am
never to stand in one place, I am to drop to my knees with my
hands behind my neck and knees spread wide. I am never to eat
anything unless it comes from your hand. I will still be led
on a leash when it pleased you. I still am taken into the
back yard to relive myself.
These things do not seem degrading any more. They are your
commands and are obeyed. My pride exists only in the quality
of obedience and subservience you require of me, and I give
them freely without reservation.
The most difficult lessons start that afternoon. Training me
to please you sexually was very difficult. What I thought was
natural came as a very difficult task. I tried very hard to
please you. Exactly how you wanted your clothing removed.
What to touch and when. When to kiss, how to kiss, what to
kiss. I did not do very well that first day. You made me
dress and undress you many times to get it right. My cock
started aching during this session. No trouble staying at
attention whatsoever. You told me that you would not permit
any sex until I was able to do it right. I failed. You tied
me spread eagle to the foot board that night to contemplate my
errors. You left me there overnight, I was in a painful
position, I was heartbroken that I failed to please you. I
cried most of the night. I knew well that I deserved the
punishment. I was grateful that you tied me with my back to
you. I was so ashamed that I failed you, I could not face
you. I did hang my head in shame.
The next morning you get out of bed and approach me. I am not
at attention. "When that condition improves, I will untie
you, not until then". You walk off and soon after I hear the
shower running. I hang my head and cry. Again I have
displeased you. As I hear the shower, I visualize what you
look like with water running down your supple body. "I should
be in there taking care of her", I thought to myself. I do
bring myself to attention just thinking about you. You enter
the room wearing your robe. You examine me, "That's better, I
thought we were through with this cock ring, but not yet".
You place the cock ring on me, Untie me and lead me away by my
leash, I step along as proudly as I can. You lead me to the
other room where you insert the plug in my anus, you fasten a
long narrow strap thru the ring in the plug and thru the cock
ring. You let the end of this small strap hang down between
my legs. You then place the clamps on my nipples. After that
is done, you point to my clothing that is folded on the chair.
"Get Dressed", I look at you in absolute wonderment. "We are
going grocery shopping, you will come along and help". I did
as I was told. You have provided me with a turtleneck sweater
to hide my collar. As I pull on the pants, you bring the end
of the small strap behind me and fasten it to my belt in the
rear. The strap is hidden by the sweater covering my belt.
You adjust the strap to get the tension just right. Every
step I took stimulated me from both ends at the same time.
You take me outside to the car and we leave for the store. I
felt embarrassed wearing clothes in your presence, it was your
command however so I understood.
At the store, you had me push the shopping cart while you
selected the purchases and placed them in the cart. You would
rest your hand on my back under the sweater and lightly tug on
the strap every now and then. This was a reminder of who was
in command.
The stimulation was very intense. Sweat was on my forehead.
You would place your arm around me and say into my ear "Please
me well today and be rewarded". I was going crazy with
excitement. A gentle rub across my chest to wiggle the clamps
every now and then also kept me very aware that I was going to
please you. I had to please you. Here we were in a public
place where no one around us knew what was going on. I had to
remind myself of that so I would not get on my knees right
then. I had to wait, waiting was punishment.
We returned to the house, I undressed right away without
waiting for a command, you nod approval. Now the groceries
are to be put away. The groceries were all on the table. You
would hand me an item and tell me where it went and I was to
pony step over there and put it away. One item, one trip. I
was not allowed to take more than one item at a time. The
little strap that came off the cock ring and anal plug would
slap gently against my inner thighs. I was puffing and
panting as well as sweating. You watched and smiled, my utter
agony was pleasing you. If my agony pleased you, than it was
good that I was in agony.
When the work was complete, you took the small strap and
started toward the bed room. I had never been led by the
strap on the cock ring before, I stepped along quite briskly.
In the bed room, your instructions are simple and to the
point. "Undress me the correct way as I have taught you, or
you will be tied to the foot board, you will stay there a very
long time" I resolved that I would please you exactly as you
expected. I started with the gentle rubbing and stroking that
you liked, My hands were very gentle but busy. The clothing
comes off just as you expect. I start kissing your inner
thighs as you like. I run my tongue around each nipple and
kiss tenderly. On my knees again, I gently kiss your clit and
gently run my tongue around just inside you. I feel your body
shudder. I know that I am doing well. We kiss deeply and run
our hands all over each other. You reach down and remove the
cock ring as well as the plug and clamps. You lay down on the
bed and pull me down onto your soft warm body by my collar. I
loved you every way I knew how to. You were indeed pleased.
You told me so and made me feel real good. I was again a very
proud slave. You doze a bit with your fingers wrapped around
my collar, a statement of complete possession. I loved it.
That evening you fed me very well, you made a wonderful pot
roast and fed me bite by bite. You had me beg like a little
puppy at your feet for each bite. I would kiss and lick your
legs and I would get a a little food as a reward. I was
pleasing you and was very happy that I was. I am very proud,
very proud that I am your slave.
I place my head in your lap while you watch TV, you lovingly
stroke my hair. I prepare you for bed. As I tuck you in, you
reach and grab hold of my cock. "Tomorrow we will work at
training this beast of mine here" I wondered what you meant by
that. I knew that I would find out.
I was awakened by the tug of the leash, I start to get up.
"Hands and Knees" I am commanded. You lead me to the back
yard and back into the house. You position me on the coffee
table and wash me and shave me. You then look at me in your
strange way and order me to spread my legs farther apart. You
lather my pubic hair and place the razor and start as if you
were going to shave my pubis. I remain still. You look at me
and smile. "I really would not do that, I wanted to see if
you would flinch, you did not and that pleases me very much.
You have shown me just how complete your submission really
is". You made me very happy saying that, I nearly burst with
pride. You kiss me on the cheek and rub me down with
something that smelled real good. You playfully swat me on my
buttocks from time to time as you rub, I like that.
You lead me to your bed room by the leash, you remove the
leash and place your hands on my face and look into my eyes.
"Now we start training that cock, you are going to be an
expert lover. You have pleased me so far and have been good,
now is the time to improve".
This was the most difficult training I had ever gone thru in
my whole life. I had been in one type of training or another
since I was a Boy Scout. Nothing ever like this before.
Pleasing you was most difficult. The first problem you
corrected was the fact that you wanted me to learn to retain
my seed longer during the love making. I never knew that I
could control that. It was a very painful lesson. You
started out by clamping your thumb and forefinger around my
balls. You would keep feeling and you would know when I was
about to ejaculate. If the time did not please you, I would
feel a very painful pinch and squeeze from you. You also
taught me to slow down, "There was no hurry", you would tell
me. To keep my attention, you would slap my buttocks, they
were very red. I learned however. It was painful but you
were pleased. That is all that counted.
You also taught me all the fine points that were necessary to
please you. I never realized that there was so much that I
could do with my cock, my tongue, my lips and so many other
parts of my body could be used for sexual satisfaction to a
woman. Not just any woman, the woman who owns me. My fingers
and how and where I touched were so important, I just never
realized how little I knew about sex. I was an eager student.
Looking back, I find I amaze myself at the fact that I was
concentrating on your pleasure and not my own.
You were finally fully satisfied. You kissed me and hugged me
and told me that I was a very good slave. I was very happy.
You had me bathe you and put you into bed and tuck you in. I
kissed you good night and pulled the blankets over you. I
laid down on my carpet. Laid my head down and began to doze.
It had been a long hard day. A good day. "SLAVE" My eyes
opened and I looked at you, "I think it a waste for a slave as
well trained as you to be sleeping on the floor, get into this
bed with me, no sex tonight, just sleep". Very eagerly I got
into bed, you folded your arms around me and went to sleep. I
felt warmth and love. I felt protected. I was very happy. I
slept very well.
The next morning we woke up. I bathed and dressed you, fixed
your hair. You commanded me to clean the house from one end
to the other. I did every thing that I was told to do. You
decided to attach a small bell to my cock with a small leather
strap. The bell jingled with every move. You could always
tell that I was at attention by the way the bell rang. I was
so proud of the way that I stayed at attention. I found that
I did enjoy flaunting my rock hard sex in front of you.
Teasing you my the right wiggles. I did gain your attraction,
several times that day you took me to your bed. I had more
sex at that time that I think I had in my whole life. You
asked me the same questions several times. Whose slave are
you? "Yours My Lady." Who do you please? "You My Lady." Are
you my little Whore-Boy? "Yes My Lady". Who is the most
important person in your life? "You My Lady". You were
indeed pleased. You smile at me, I feel so good, I am so
proud to be such a valued slave to a great lady.
The rest of the day you marched me in the back yard. I did
exactly what I knew would please you. My head was high, my
knees were high. As I pony marched, the bell on my cock
continued to ring at a constant beat. When you were finished
marching me. You had me stand legs apart, you washed me,
shaved me and rubbed me down. You liberally applied some
scented oil all over me. As you rubbed, your fingers explored
my whole body, it was your property, you knew every square
inch of it. You come around in front of me and kneel as you
apply the oil to my balls and cock. You rub the rock hard
sex, kiss my cock tenderly and just a light lick with the tip
of your tongue. I grown in delight. "Are you hot, whore
boy?" you ask. "Oh yes My Lady" was the reply. You remove
the little bell and lead me to the bed room again. Another
excellent performance. You were very pleased. You fed me an
excellent supper. We were back in bed a short time later.
You playfully slapped my buttocks as we had sex. "It is
wonderful to be able to reap such great benefits from all that
training" was your only comment. We both went to sleep in
each others arms.
When I woke up the next morning, I was alone, I became
immediately frightened. Could I get up without your command?
I was not sure what to do. I heard you moving about in the
living room. You look in at me and see that I am awake.
"Come to me, hands and knees". I crawl into the living room.
You point to the coffee table where I am to get and assume the
kneeling position, knees apart, hands behind my neck. Exactly
as trained.
"You know what happens tomorrow?" you ask. "No my Lady", I
reply. You then explain that my collar gets removed the next
day. I look at you a mixture of shock and fear on my face.
"Have I not pleased you well enough?" I ask as I start to cry.
"Yes" was your answer "I am very pleased with you, However, we
both have got our own private lives to resume. We both have
got jobs and families to return to. It is a fact. It will
happen. You will do so as I will. I command it."
The day was difficult, I bathed you, dressed you and fixed
your hair. I tried to avoid you in the mirror as I did your
hair. Every time I thought of the fact that we were going to
part, my heart ached. I choked back tears all morning. You
had little to say as well. You really had to tell me nothing.
I knew that you felt as badly as I did.
In your wisdom, you were well aware that I needed to be kept
busy. You had me clean house, wash your clothes and anything
else that you could do. My chin was dragging the floor.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, I receive a stinging crack across my
buttocks. "On your knees" I am commanded. I drop to my knees
as commanded. "Your attitude displeases me, slave, I want you
to stop thinking of what is going to happen." I was somewhat
shocked back into reality. I stare at you in amazement. "Are
you going to deny me your services? I can be very harsh, you
still are a slave, do not forget it. Now please me
immediately"
You were right, what is to happen tomorrow will not ruin the
events of today. Every minute was precious, not to be wasted.
I did something that I thought I would never dare do without
the proper invitation. I stood, grabbed you and kissed you
deeply. I squeezed your wonderful body. You did not resist.
I then picked you up and took you to your bed room. You did
not say a word. No command to stop. I set you on your feet
and as expertly as you taught me, I undressed you. I kissed
every part of your body as I uncovered it. I kept you
standing with your feet spread far apart as if you were a
slave. I started kissing you at your feet. I worked my way
up your legs. I was very generous with my tongue and lips. I
worked your vagina with my mouth in a nearly brutal fashion.
I hear you moan, I feel your body shudder in utter passion. I
do not stop. I work you into a frenzy. Myself as well. I
have faint memories of you getting on the bed. You are
pulling me after you by my collar. We both spend the rest of
the day there. Nothing was left undone. We both sink into an
exhausted deep sleep. I slept with my head between your
breasts. Every now and then, I would briefly wake and lightly
kiss your breast. It was the way I knew that you were there
and you knew that I was there.
The ride to the airport was quiet. I feel so embarrassed to
be wearing clothing in your presence. I was ashamed in fact.
I still had my collar on. To keep me quiet like a gag. The
collar has been a very effective gag. Perhaps that was
better. What words could I say? How am I going to handle
being free? I do not want to be free. I would spend the rest
of my life pleasing you if I could. The thought that saddens
me the greatest is that it is not possible. My heart is
broken, I steal a glance at you. Your face is tight and
drawn. This is hard for you as well. It seems that you are
stronger than I in more ways than one. As we get closer to
the airport, I feel worse. I am choking back tears. There is
a lump in my throat. It is so difficult to leave a way of
life that I have been trained for so well and that I enjoyed
so much to return to an ordinary life. It seems like dying.
Tears are running down my cheeks. I can not help it.
You pull in to the parking lot and stop the car. You turn on
the seat to face me, you are crying as well. We just look at
each other in silence. You reach over and pull me toward you
by the collar. You produce the small key to the padlock and
unlock the collar and remove it. You drop it into the back
seat. I completely break down and sob uncontrollably.
"Is the collar really necessary anymore?" "You are still my
slave and you know it" I answer, "Yes My Lady". You lift my
head so that we have eye contact. "Listen, Listen Well, Who
trained who this past week? Yes I taught you a few tricks.
Yes I enjoyed it as well. What do you think you taught me?
Who is the slave? Who owns who? Never, Never doubt for a
single second that you do not have some ownership of me. I
submit to that ownership by you. Just like you did with me.
We both learned something here. Something wonderful.
Something that will last forever. Our relationship is not
over. Sure, we will be apart by many miles. Our feelings for
each other are by far too strong to have that distance be a
barrier. It will only make us stronger. Every time we do get
to see each other will be better just for that reason. We
belong to each other, and we both know it. On your next
visit, I intend to be on my knees to please you. And I assure
you that I will be very content pleasing you. Just like you
were pleasing me."
We kiss deeply for a very long time. We look at each other as
if neither of us knew what to say. "You will be back, just be
sure to let me know ahead of time so I can be ready"
"Now my last command to you is to get on that airplane, go
back to your regular life, Think of me always as I will you"
I obey as trained, I walk into the airport thinking of the
next time, that next time will not be too far off, I will see
to it. I thought about a cigarette, why? I haven't had one
in a whole week, do not need one now. I smile to myself,
great way to quit smoking.
As I get on the plane, I keep thinking, Next Time, Next Time,
Next Time. Yes the sooner the better.