Mistress said today
you are going to pull down all the curtains around the house and handwash them,
as well as pull down all the venetian blinds and washed them down. He stared at his Mistress in disbelief –
there were 50 windows in our home. 5
with venetian blinds – double windows, and 40 others with lace curtains. Why, our home didn’t have pull down blinds
was beyond him. Oh no, his heart sank
inside momentarily but he mentally shrugged himself, and thanked his Mistress
for her generosity. He moved a little
slowly because of the caning he endured yesterday but got on with it.
Mistress was
enjoying the time training her slave A.
She found him to be a beautiful creature. So masculine yet gentle in his demeanour with
her. he had a light within him which she
was drawn to, his eyes shone when he looked at his Mistress. he was articulate and intelligent, very handsome,
and strongly committed. He had chosen to
be subservient to her and she had accepted his submission. She knew he had always hoped, dreamt, to one
day be in a Female-led relationship dynamic.
He had found her, and She had found him.
He worked
diligently for 3 hours. Firstly removing
all lace curtains from windows and soaked them in the laundry sink. Whilst they were soaking, he pulled down
venetian blinks, vacuumed them followed by a final wipe. This was a slow process but he persevered
because that was his objective in this life to serve his Mistress with whatever
she commanded and demanded of him.
Whilst washing
and cleaning the curtains and blinds, this gave him time to think about this
chosen slave life. Why this
Mistress? She is beautiful, smart,
feminine, strong-willed, quietly dominant and loving. It is obvious she loves her slave with the
guidance she continually displays towards him.
This Woman,
this Mistress, was the one who understood him, accepted him, loved him
unconditionally. he always felt like a
‘freak’ and had no one to confide in about his kinky side who he knew would be
accepting of it. He approached this
Mistress after perusing her profile and felt himself drawn to emailing
her. It went well until she found out he
was married and his wife was unaware of his presence on this site. However, he continued to send her messages
and she continued to respond. And here
he is today in her service.
He continued
to muse further, whilst performing his handwashing of the numerous lace
curtains, about why he wanted to live this life as a slave to this Woman…slave
had much time to reflect on his life and his Mistress...she was always at the
forefront of his mind.
It was their shared opinion that Kink was something you were born
with...the Kink gene...it was something that was embedded deep inside right
from the start...and all that was needed was the trigger...you do not get to
choose which side of the equation you will fall...Domme...or sub...you just
are!!!
For me...my slave heart had beat for so long...the feelings and
urges...driving me harder every day...until finally I had to do something about
it...I could not physically or mentally contain them anymore...I had to find a
partner...a Mistress that I could serve...someone that understood...what it
meant to own a slave!!! When two people enter into this type of
relationship...there must be open and honest communication and trust...when a
slave gives himself to his Mistress...he gives up all of his worldly possessions
and rights...he consents that from now on...the only rights that he has...are
the ones that his Mistress gives him...he enters this realm naked and
alone...he stands before her...eyes down...head bowed...and ready to
surrender!!! The Mistress...must now take control of her slave...she knows what
it takes...and the responsibilities she has...she owns him...he is her
possession...he must obey her and serve her...protect her and provide
forher...cherish and love her...for the slave...his Mistress is now the center
of his universe...everything that can now become of him...is in her hands!!!
He was a fortunate slave...to have found such a beautiful,
sensuous Mistress...with such a nurturing Dominant nature...he loved her with
all his might...his only desire...to serve her...there were times...many
times...when she treated him harshly...but he knew that it was for his own
good. She could read him like a book...she knew just how much he could
take...and was more than happy to give a little bit more!!! She liked to keep
her slave busy...a large component of his service was domestic servitude...this
was not some flimsy kinky bit of fun...this is a serious deeply committed
FemDom relationship...which came with very serious consequences!!! There are 24
hrs in each day...and there are life’s commitments to fulfil...this is real
life...and his Mistress must be obeyed!!! She sets high standards of
performance...and near enough...is never good enough...I have a strict roster
of chores to be completed on a daily basis...I prepare all of my Mistress's
meals...I exist purely to serve her...and she in return...rules me with an iron
fist!!! She is so Dominant...she stands
over me...she intimidates me...I sometimes cower under her strength...but I
always come back for more...I am her slave...
He was pulled
out of his reverie by the sounds of his Mistress’ footsteps. And the curtains got his immediate
attention. Mistress stood there and
watched him. He could feel her eyes on
him but daren’t turn around until she spoke.
Hello my slave, how’s the washing of the curtains progressing she said
in her beautiful sexy voice. Slave
immediately turned and said, very well Mistress. I am about to put them into the dryer. Excellent, slave. When you have done that come down into the
lounge room. You hurriedly put the first
load of curtains into the dryer.
slave
immediately rushed to the lounge room, wondering what his Mistress had to
say. You immediately knelt at her feet,
eyes down and waited.
Now slave, you
have been working very well on the blinds and curtains… you know you are such a
good boy. You blushed happily. Because you are do some good work, you may
have 30 minutes to prepare my lunch and eat yours before you start cleaning the
50 sets of windows. You felt deflated
but accepted the inevitable… it was obvious that this would be the next
task. Mistress said now what do you have
to say to me. You said: thank you my
beautiful Mistress. My slave stood up, I
smiled while he walked away, and went off to the laundry to fill a bucket of
water, newspapers and stamina.
In between
cleaning the windows, you checked on the drying curtains, hung them up as you
completed each set of windows. Mistress
watched and smiled. She admired your
beautiful arse and arms. She loved to
watch her slave. She always felt moist
when she watched him… such a hottie her baby slave was.
It was 6.00pm,
and slave finally put up the last lot of curtains after cleaning all the
windows. It was a long day for him…
actually it was a hard day for him. His
muscles ached in his arms and his legs were feeling a little tired but he
continued without complaint to complete this generous task his Mistress gave
him.
Once finished,
he entered the lounge room and knelt down at his Mistress’ feet. After five minutes, she turned her head and
looked down at him. Yes, slave? Mistress I have finished the task. She stood up, and slapped his face…
hard! I am not hearing appreciation in
that tone, slave. Now what do you say? Tears had sprang into his eyes and he
immediately said. Mistress I have
finished the task… thank you for being such a loving and generous
Mistress. Her eyes glinted at him, and
moved towards him… he moved back slightly not sure whether she was going to hit
him again. Instead, she leant forward
and kissed him on the forehead.
Excellent, slave, now go make me some dinner. I feel like some salmon, and baby potatoes on
the side with the green beans. You
rushed into the kitchen to prepare his stunning Mistress what she requested. Oh how you loved this Woman, this
Mistress. he had never met anyone like
her…ever!
After a very
satisfying meal, Mistress was in the mood for some passionate and forceful
fucking. She sat back in her throne,
sipped her glass of Tawny Port and watched her slave wash and dry the dishes,
wipe benches. She felt her body starting
to tingle and increase in temperature as her eyes narrowed watching her handsome
blonde slave. slave A could feel his
Mistress’ eyes on him, and he sensed a change in atmosphere. He continued working industriously until
called upon. Mistress then spoke –
slave, go shower and meet me in the bedroom – it’s time for you to show me how
appreciative you really are being in Mistress Neta’s realm. slave looked at his Mistress and saw the deep
lust in her eyes…
When slave
entered the room his Mistress was laying on her side sipping from her glass of
Port wearing a fawn coloured body suit.
The body suit highlighted her beauty and shapeliness. Candles were burning and the room had a warm,
feminine atmosphere. Burgundy was the
dominant colour in the room – of course this was her favourite colour. Slave moved further into the room and his
eyes raked over his Mistress’ body, and he was honoured to be with this
Dominant Woman. She is a very sexy,
voluptuous, erotic, black Woman. She
exudes sexuality without effort.
Mistress was older than him which made her even sexier. He knew she was in the mood for some intense
fucking. He knew this because her look
was smouldering rather than sensual.
Mistress
looked long and hard at her slave. He
was good looking, intelligent, creative, tall, muscular, blonde, blue-eyed,
healthy and subservient to her only. She was pleased he was with her. He was unaware of his sexual magnetism which
made him even more beautiful to her. She loved his vulnerability and
sensitivity too. She was no fool and was
not deceived by his macho exterior. He
knew how much his Mistress loved him, he could tell, after all she was so
generous and nurturing towards him in numerous ways, it was evident his
Mistress loved her slave very much.
Mistress
smiled and said come here, slave, and show your Mistress how ‘alpha’ you
are. your strong thick cock immediately
grew harder and started to seep pre-cum.
you moved swiftly towards her, and saw Mistress catch her breath in
excitement. you covered her immediately
with your beautiful, fit body, placed your strong hand under Mistress’ neck,
and pulled her towards your waiting mouth…
I kissed you deeply...and looked into your eyes...your ran your
nails down my back and watched for my reaction...I arched my back...sweat began
to drip from my brow...and I thrust forward...hard...my cock entered your Royal
Cunt...and you moaned...you arched your back and impaled yourself in my
cock...and we began to fuck...at first it sensuous and slow...I pinned your
hands to the bedhead with my strong arms...and fucked you as I stared into your
beautiful dark eyes...your tongue gently caressing your lips...I kissed
you...then I bit you in the neck...you struggled...but I held you down...for
now...you were mine!!! I whispered in your ear...and told you that I loved
you...I told you of my desires...and how I would be with you for eternity...I
am your slave...and you are my Mistress...and as we consummated our love...we
grew closer...forever connected...in bondage to each other...
as our rhythm increased...the
intensity built...we were as one...I put my arm around your neck...gently
cradling your head...my bicep flexed...as I held you...you could feel my
strength, as I bore down on you...with my other hand I caressed your face...and
stroked your hair...in the passion...you looked away...I kissed your cheek...and
ran my tongue across your face...then I nibbled on your neck...and grunted in
your ear...I began to fuck you hard...you grabbed my arse...and dug your nails
in deep...I bucked harder and harder...I could tell that you were close...I am
very attentive to my Mistress...and I aim to please her...I continued with
precision...each thrust delivering just the right amount of force...faster and
faster...I could feel your heart beat...it was racing...and I knew that you
were there...and then it came...your thighs shuddered...as the waves of ecstasy
rolled across your body...it was incredible...you gasped for air...and arched
your back...I caressed your breast...and sucked on your delicious nipple...and
we collapsed into each others arms...what a lucky slave I am...to have such a
generous Mistress...she told me to get her a glass of water...and when I
returned...she was sitting up in bed...I knelt down and gave her the
glass...she informed me that as I had worked so hard for her today...that I
could sleep on the floor beside her bed...but first, she had one more gift for
me...she had decided that whilst she was at work...and I was at home doing my
chores...she did not want me being distracted by any unwarranted erections...so
she produced a chastity device from her bed side draw...and locked my cock
away...she told me that I should expect to be kept under lock and key for one
week...and at that time she would assess my performance and decide whether to
keep me this way...I was bound to this Woman...she controlled every motion and
emotion that entered my mind...I submit to her because I must...I worship her
because she is worthy...and I love her because she is mine...
