Continued from August 12th
“Kneel down here Jim, I have something to discuss with you. NOW!”
He looked worried and probably figured that he was in some sort of trouble.
I opened my legs and raised my skirt a little, then gently parted the lips of my pussy with one hand, and instructed “Put your nose right here, and keep it there while we talk. Do you understand?”
“I was looking in the history file on our computer a few weeks ago and was quite surprised by what I saw there.” I said, nonchalantly.
“Oh, well, I do like to read about different things,” he said.
I couldn’t help but to giggle as I felt his breath; it was as if he were speaking directly into my anus.
“Especially since we started this female domination lifestyle,” he added.
“Don’t give me that fucking bullshit Jim. The dates on many of the history files precede my starting to dominate you. I have spent a lot of time visiting the sites you were looking at and I have seen first hand how you have responded to my dominance. You are a natural born ass licker. The theme of all the sites you visit is female domination. Where do you think I got the idea to start dominating you?” I asked
“It has become quite obvious to me that your dearest wish is to become my slave. Isn’t that right?” His penis had swelled to the end of his device again.
“But honey …” he started to say.
“No buts and no objections or excuses!” I demanded “Tell me Jim, how do you like the taste of my piss? Do you like to drink it as much as you thought you would? You’ve certainly gotten used to it. I bet you would like to have a drink right now, wouldn’t you?”
He was shocked with the direct approach of my questioning and completely red faced with humiliation. “Well, answer me Jim! Or would you rather I whip you again?”
“Well, actually it tastes kind of, uh, well, I don’t mind, uh, it is nice. I uh, liked it.
“I knew you did, you are such a slut.”
“I, uh, well, I, uh,” he was completely stunned, but still with a rock hard cock.
“Just shut up and listen or I might do it right now. You don’t seem to be able to talk anyway. I am more interested in cuckolding you. Do you know what that word means?” I put my hand on the back of his head and pulled his nose a little deeper into my cunt.
“Yes, it means you want to start having sex with other men.” came the muffled reply.
“No, it means I am going to fuck whomever I please and you will have nothing to say about it. If I hear one word of protest from you it will be at least a month before I let you out of the chastity device again. There are several men at the office that are hitting on me constantly. Next Saturday night I am going out with Dave, you remember him don’t you? I’m looking forward to getting fucked for more that five minutes at a time. I hear that his cock is huge,” I giggled.
“Linda, please, don’t,” I pulled his head up by his hair. SMACK. I slapped his face so hard I could clearly see my hand print on his face. Then I pushed his face back down. His nose slipped back into my waiting cunt.
“I told you to shut up, that was not an idle threat I just made, or is that what you want?” He lowered his eyes. A moment later a tear ran down his face. “When I come home Saturday night from my date I want you to meet me at the door naked and on your knees.
“Yes Ma’am,” he answered.
I was thrilled with his answer. He was finally accepting my desire to have sex outside our marriage. While I had him in such an agreeable mood I decided to push him a little further. “I will step up over your face and place my pussy over your mouth. You will suck Dave’s sperm from my cunt, and then I will piss down your throat to wash it all down. Do you understand?” I smiled as I looked down at his penis. It was still pressing against the end of his device. Throbbing.
“Yes Ma’am, but please, uh, please don’t,” I jerked him up by the hair and slapped his face again. This time so hard that he fell back from his kneeling position onto his ass.
“Get back into position!” I ordered. He was back on his knees instantly with his nose back inside my pussy. “I don’t think it is in your best interest to question me again. Do you understand?”
“Good, very good. If you are good and have all the housework done it time Saturday I’ll let you bathe me and help me dress for my date. I might even let you pick out my clothes for the evening.”
“Can I ask you something Miss Linda,” he said, still kneeling and naked with his nose still in position.
“Yes, go ahead.”
“Well, uh, will you still want to have, will you, uh,” his face was bright red now and he was sweating profusely.
“Are you afraid that I will no longer want to have sex with you Jim,” I asked.
“Yes Ma’am,” he answered.
“You shouldn’t be worried about that, sex between us has changed and you will continue to grow more and more submissive to me. I intend to dominate you completely and I may never have sexual intercourse with you again. I have not decided about that yet. But you will be allowed to service me orally most every day. Your sex life from now on will be almost exclusively between your tongue and my ass and cunt. I will also use you to lick my feet and armpits. Your penis is now completely under my control and you will never be allowed to have an orgasm without my permission.”
“Well, what if I decide that I, well, uh, don’t want to be, uh, dominated anymore?” he asked.
“I am afraid that it is not up to you. You have already given up to much control. Don’t you think that I can see how submitting to me excites you. Do you really think you can resist my domination? If you try to resist me, how long do you think you will last before you are right back where you are now, naked and on your knees, begging me for a taste of my ass? Think about it Jim, I doubt you could last more than a day or two. Look how hard your fucking cock is pushing against your chastity device. I warn you, if you dare to refuse my demands I will deal very harshly with you once I have you back under heel. And I will have you under my control.”
I stood and turned my back to him. I lifted my skirt and I looked over my shoulder at him, my nipples straining hard against my skin tight sweater. “Look at it Jim, you know you want to worship it. Can you resist the invitation to lick my asshole? Don’t fight it Jim, give in to your desires.”
He kneeled there for a moment fighting his urges. His penis was throbbing inside the device uncontrollably. When he could stand it no longer he showered my buttocks with kisses and then worked his tongue far up inside my anus.
His passion was wild and after a moment I stepped away from his kneeling form and lowered my dress. When I turned to face him his face went flush with humiliation again. He knew that he was mine to do with as I pleased. More importantly, I knew it too. Best of all, he had accepted the fact that I would be having sex with whomever I pleased while his penis would remain under my control. This was just to good to be true, but pinch me, by god it was true!
“Linda, this is not fair, you can’t treat me this way,” he said.
“Oh you darling little boy, it’s not supposed to be fair. What we have now is a female dominant relationship. There will always be double standards we will live by. For instance, I will fuck as many men as I please while you will stay locked in your chastity belt. I drink champagne while you drink my golden piss. But you like my piss better anyway, don’t you?”
“Yes Ma’am, but,” he started.
“That is enough, I an in no mood for your whining. Go get your housework done now or I may have to give you something to whine about.”
Things began to move rapidly now. I ordered Jim to undress in the garage after work and to dress there in the mornings. He was to be naked at all times while in the house, with the exception of his chastity device. I quickly turned over all the housework to him along with the cooking and laundry. When I started to dominate Jim it was for the sole purpose of convincing him to agree to my having sex with other men, but now I had decided that I wanted more. And I wanted more than a domestic slave. I wanted a personal servant as well, and I started to train Jim as my body slave.
… to be continued.
Stella and the Jewel Thief
Stella is a rich woman, who lives alone in her huge mansion. She always looks beautiful in her sexy leather mini skirt, pantyhose and high heeled pumps. Stella always likes to wear lot of beautiful, expensive jewelry.
A burglar, Jack Fabio, is constantly spying on Stella when she is out in public, and he follows her until he discovers where she lives. Jack decides to visit her house in the middle of the night to steal her expensive jewels.
Beautiful Stella, in a sheer black nightgown, is sleeping on her bed, when Jack breaks a window to enter her house. The noise of the breaking glass wakes her and, very quietly, she takes a pair of soft, black, sheer nylons, and slips her long, shapely legs into the stockings, Ever so quietly, she opens her bedside drawer and takes out a small handgun – a 22 caliber with 5 bullets – she slips her feet into her high heel slippers and creeps downstairs to investigate the disturbance.
Stella finds Jack searching for her jewelry in the safe at her office. As she switches the light on and points the gun at the burglar, she orders him:
“Stop! Don’t move one inch or I will kill you.” The intruder sees the gun, and the serious look in her eyes, he knows that there is nothing he can do but obey her now. She looks sexy, his eyes wander to her sexy legs. She sees the look on his face as he looks her legs up and down, and she says, “You want to worship my legs you bastard, do you ??”
“Oh yes,” he whimpers “I will do anything for you, just please don’t hurt me.”
“I will let you go free” Stella tells him “and I will not call the police, if you will do everything I tell you,”
Stella takes a pair of pantyhose and ties the burglar’s hands behind him, she orders him to worship her feet and her high heel shoes. Jack is on his knees, greedily licking, sucking and kissing, following Stella’s instructions.
The size of his cock shows her how turned on he is, but each time she notices him getting too excited, and wanting to cum, she crushes his cock with her stiletto heel, or kicks him in the balls, only she is allowed pleasure. She wants it all for herself.
After Stella has finished cock-teasing her boot-licking, foot-worshiping slave, and is satisfied, she unties him and tells him that he is free, yet she still has the gun in her hand. When the burglar turns to leave, Stella points the gun at his back and shoots him, right in his ass. As he turns to ask why, she points her gun at his cock and shoots him again, and then a final shot to his head.
Stella sits on the sofa, takes a cigarette and calmly smokes like nothing has happened. And then she calls the police.
She tells them that a man had entered her house to steal her jewelry, and when she disturbed him, he tried to rape her. She told them that she had to kill him in self defense because she was afraid for her life.
Of course, the police believe her, and Stella is free.
Poor Jack Fabio.
Do you share my smoking fetish?
I was sitting in the back of a public bus one day. The bus stopped, as usual, at the stop outside the local supermarket, and the hottest chick alive walked onto the bus.
She sat down in the empty seat right next to me, and as her legs gently touched mine, my dick immediately started getting hard, and I moved my hand to a position where I could jerk off, trying to hide my actions from the stunning lady next to me.
Mistress Stella, as I later found out was her name, catches me jerking off and figured out that she was the reason. She looked down her nose at me, obviously disgusted, and told me that if I wanted to jerk off, I could do it for the whole bus. She made me stand up and strip completely naked. I moved to the front of the bus, and stood before everybody, masturbating. My Mistress made me shoot my load on a woman who was wearing a white blouse, and because she can no longer wear the blouse, I was made to give her my shirt.
Before I knew it, I had lost all my clothes and I was forced to follow Mistress home naked. Mistress Stella took the long way home, indulging in her smoking fetish as she puffed on a thick Cuban cigar, strutting down the street, parading me in front of as many people as she could. She further added to my shame by letting all the girls we pass feel my penis.
That was the last time I wore clothes in front of my Mistress.
My Mistress in a Pink Leather Micro Mini
For me, everyday is full of sensations.
Pain and pleasure are so close that sometimes they mix. That’s what I feel for my mistress.
I must wake up early each morning to clean my mistress’ home. After I have cleaned until the place is spotless, I must cook breakfast for the Goddess, as she deserves. She tells me she wants her red high-heel boots cleaned, and I must obey her.
I stoop to shine her boots, but suddenly she orders me to do it with my tongue. This is the biggest pleasure I can get, licking my Gooddess favourite boots to make them so shiny. Sometimes, if I am really sneaky, I can see up her leather micro mini, and I catch a glimpse of her beautiful round ass and her perfectly shaven pussy and wish that she would allow my tongue to travel up her leg, ever so slowly, licking as I go until I reach her soft, damp cunt. I would lick and suck at her pussy lips until she could stand no more, erupting into wild orgasms and covering my face with her cum. But that is just a dream, and I continue to lick her boots excitedly, because that is all I’m allowed to do – lick and dream.
When she puts on her stiletto boots, she uses me as a carpet, like the dog that I am. But, I am her dog, and I am very proud of it.
This is how any normal day starts for me. And the level of her cruelty intensifies as the day goes on, so guess how it end? I am a vacuum cleaner, a carpet or an ashtray … that’s how I feel, just a piece of my Mistress’ property, for her to do with as she wishes.
I imagine myself naked, on my knees, in front of Mistress Stella Van Gent.
The thought of being at her command and obeying her every wish, and being punished by her excites me and just turns me on. I would love to masturbate thinking about her if she would let me.
I started been Mistress Stella’s slave dog online, and I’m so excited, I can’t hold in my excitement, I cant wait to being punished and spanked by my mistress and if she would humiliate me I would just love it!
In my favorite fantasy, I am wearing a leather dog collar. It’s really tight and my hands are tied up, my dick is in a cage and my Mistress is spanking my ass while I drink her pee from a dog bowl. She punishes me for taking so long, by sticking a strap on up my ass and masturbating me at the same time with a ball on my mouth so I can”t scream or anything. Then my Mistress puts me in a cage where I eat fruit from the floor and drink her pee as my water, and she only real eases me when she desires to punish me or use me. My dick is her toy, as is my body.
I can’t wait to be punished. I must only masturbate when she tells me to, as a reward. At other times, I am not able to touch my dick because is in a cage and I get so horny just waiting for her to release me.
I’m nothing I’m just a pathetic loser, a worthless piece of scum that only works for serving my Mistress and to fuck off when she commands.
Mistress Stella Van Gent is my hottest fantasy.