Thursday 30 October 2014

The Story - Part 8

 It was now Sunday morning, and slave was awoken by his Mistress...she informed that his induction was complete and that now his service would commence.

After 2 days of intense Domination, Degradation and Humiliation...he was broken and beaten...and glad that his Mistress was satisfied!!!

She took him up stairs and told him to clean himself up and prepare for service...as per her direction he showered and shaved and scented his body with her perfume...he was to be clean and slightly  feminine in his presentation.

Once this task was complete, he attended to his Mistress and assumed the slave position for inspection.

Mistress took her time...she finished her coffee and then inspected her slave...she admired the welts and bruises that she had inflicted on him...she ran her hands all over his body and caressed him and absorbed his sweetly scented body...she then took his wrists...and shackled him into his leather cuffs...locking them shut with padlocks...then his ankles were manacled and locked...with a heavy connecting chain joining them...to restrain and control his movement.

She then produced their contract and a copy of his roster of chores...he was to be in service to her for 12 hrs of everyday...he would be allowed 30min of personal time for every 2hrs of service...in that time he would be allowed...with his Mistress's permission...to go to the toilet...feed himself...and attend to his presentation...all chores would be done to his Mistress' complete satisfaction...and any chores that were incomplete or unworthy would have to be re-done in his own time...punishments may be required to guide him toward better performance!!! His day would consist of;

6.30-7.00:  prepare for service.
7.00-9.00:  Breakfast.
9.00-9.30: personal time.
9.30-11.30:  Morning tea and chores.
11.30-12.00: personal time.
12.00-14.00: Lunch.
14.00-14.30: personal time
14.30-16.30: Afternoon tea and chores.
16.30-17.00: personal time.
17.00-19.00: Dinner.

After dinner service is complete, any chores that needed to be re done or punishments required...would be dealt with!!!

She informed me that in the first instance ...until further noticed...my personal time would be spent downstairs on the toilet...I would not be allowed to sit on the seat...but would have to remain seated on the cold rim and face the wall...I said "thank you Mistress"...She said "aren't I a generous Mistress?"..."yes Mistress"...

She informed me that tonight she would be visiting her submissive...and that even though she would not be present...that my training would continue...I was to be locked in my cage...with one of her largest strapon cocks and I was to practice my cock sucking...I would be given a fresh stick of bright pink lipstick...and I was to re-apply after every 5 min...I was to required to suck this cock until I had used the entire lipstick and that she would be setting up her webcam in front of my cage...and she would be checking up on me during the night...and if she logged on and I was not sucking that cock...there would be serious consequences!!!.......

Mistress observed her slave via webcam as he practiced his sucking of her largest strap on cock.  She was impressed with his progression – he had managed engulfing ¾ of it and it was 11 inches long.  he really was a cock loving slut and she was looking forward to putting him to service as a cum slut in their future.  her submissive agreed his Mistress had a talented cock sucking slut in her service.  He, himself, was eager to see how well slave alicks could suck his cock and make him cum.  Of course, he would wait until his Mistress decided when this scene would occur between both sub and slave.

Mistress was enjoying the gradual feminine change in her slave and decided they would go out shopping together to choose something pretty for him to wear out to a play party in their future.

The next day, she had her slave go shower, no shave, dress in jeans, t-shirt, jacket and boots.  Of course underneath this attire he would be wearing pantyhose, cock ring, and purple panties.  She decided it was time for him to wear bras.  The purple bra he would be wearing was a matching pair to the purple panties.  his hair was looking longer… very attractive.

Off they drove to Myer in the city.  They walked along Murray Street, slave walking 2 steps behind his Mistress on her left hand side.  They walked into Myer and it was bright and welcoming.  They rode up the lift as his Mistress wasn’t too keen walking upstairs.  They went to the section where all the designer clothing was displayed.  Now, slave, I want you to walk around and choose a dress you feel would suit your feminine nature.  you flushed, and immediately turned to the first rack to peruse the garments.  I pretended to be interested in the clothing but watched to see how you were coping with females around you, female clothing in your face…everywhere, and your Mistress close by.  You initially flicked through the items as nothing was appealing and you so wanted your Mistress’ guidance but she wanted you to choose.

After 30 minutes of perusing of the garments, you looked over at your Mistress to let her know you found something.  She walked over and looked.  It was black knee length dress with a pink band around the waistline.  Very classy.  Mistress was impressed with your taste.  I like it bitch.  Go put it up to yourself in the mirror over there.  Oh no, you thought  but did so.  Let’s go view some shoes.  Over to the shoe section we moved.  you weren’t too sure about this as some of the female assistants were watching, and wondering, however you felt fine about that as your Mistress was with you.  you started to look at shoes that may suit, and amazingly, you found a low heeled pair black pair, with a pink bow on the front.  I said… try them on.  you were shocked but, but, but Mistress everyone will see.  Mistress said, yes they will.  you really were not comfortable with exposing yourself in this manner and stammered again.  Mistress’ eyes narrowed and said you try one of them on now or you will be in IMMENSE trouble.  "Don’t fuck with me, bitch". you looked at her and could see the simmering anger.  you sat down took off your boot, and tried on the right shoe.  I said stand up and look in the mirror.  you did.  Now put the other one on and walk for me.  I sat, and watched.  you did as you were told.  You loped.  I said, walked more daintily.  It was amusing to watching such a virile man try to watch daintily.  you did well.  Ok, put your boots back on and lets purchase the shoes and dress.  you were relieved, and off we went to the counter.  you purchased the items, and I said to the salesperson as we left, the shoes and dress will look divine on him.  She smirked, and I chuckled, you hung your head down, horrified yet excited, and nervous.  Nervous because you had a feeling you would be disciplined once you got home for hesitating in trying on the shoes…

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