“What’s that, Nance?”
“Essentially, Lisa, submissive people get their satisfaction—sexual and otherwise—by serving others. Henry and I dated for several months and I was convinced more than ever that what Henry wanted and needed was my control. I must tell you, controlling Henry was something I wanted, too, but as much as I wanted it I couldn’t force him into a relationship that he didn’t want.
“I told him that our relationship was at a crossroads—break up or become my slave.” I could hear my mother and sister gasp. “I made him go home and think about what he wanted. That was last Friday night. He showed up at my door Saturday afternoon after the football game. He agreed to love and obey me and to be my property. In return I promised to love and care for him forever.”
“Uh…Nance, what are you going to do when you graduate?”
“By then we’ll be married.” I leaned forward to kiss Henry while my family sat open-mouthed. “I could have lied to you, but I think you know how I feel about honesty and integrity. Since I’m Henry’s mistress I’m responsible for his welfare. That’s especially important because it appears that his mother has thrown him away. Once you get to know Henry you’ll understand that he would never do anything to justify anything close to that.
“Pumpkin, I’m sure you’re kidding about that slave stuff.”
“No, Daddy, I’m not. Since he agreed I’ve controlled everything about Henry—from the instant he wakes up to the instant he goes to bed. I’m training him now so he sleeps on the floor at the foot of my bed, but I’m looking forward to the day he shares it with me.
“Daddy, Henry is a very smart person, but his grades this semester are going to be poor. He needs me to help him, but he needs more than help. He needs and he wants my strength to control him.” Then I was surprised to hear Henry speak.
“Everything Nancy has said is true. I have agreed to be her slave…to obey her in everything and she is right. I do need the structure she gives me. It’s a lot of work for me, but it’s also a lot of work and a lot of responsibility for her. Already I can feel my improvement in class. I used to cut my early morning classes and waste time. Here…I saved the schedule she made for me yesterday.” He handed it to my mom.
“Well, I see here you scheduled thirty minutes to make love.”
“Of course—there’s a lot of stress in being in charge. We are living together, but we never once made love before Henry committed to me.”
“That’s true, Mrs. Rizzo. For one thing I have no idea how I’d ever ask for something that intimate. I’m glad it’s Nancy’s job.”
“Daddy, I brought this up because I’m going to need some things for Henry. His family is not wealthy and now that his mother has shown no interest in him I need to provide for him.”
“What do you need?”
“First, he needs a laptop. He has a desktop, but it’s old and slow besides, you can’t use it in the library or in class. I think I can get one for about $400. He also needs a cell phone so I can keep track of him. He doesn’t have one now. Also, he can use a bike. Living off campus is great. I use my bike on campus all the time. I figure about $400 for the bike and another hundred for the helmet, vest, and lock. Finally, he needs a major upgrade wardrobe-wise. He doesn’t have a sports jacket or decent slacks or even a decent dress shirt and you’re looking at his only footwear.” His sneakers were worn and dirty.
“Don’t think that he did this for money. I’ve never mentioned any of this to him—not a single word. He knows that I have some money because of my car and apartment, but there are plenty of students who have as much as or more than I have and keep in mind that I was the aggressor in our relationship, not Henry. He’s like a lost puppy most of the time.” I could see Henry steel himself to comment, but I wanted him silent. “Not a word, Henry. I want you to sit there and look lovable, but be quiet until I say you may speak.” I thought that my family expected a reaction from Henry, but I knew he would be completely mute until he had permission.
“For someone who’s not completely trained he seems to be very manageable, Nance.”
“He’s a natural submissive. He wants to be bossed around and told what to do. It’s part of his make-up. Understand, though that there’s nothing wrong with being submissive. I’ll bet that you know some kids from school—boys and girls both—who are submissive, but it’s never become an issue. His training will deal with other matters.”
“Like what?”
“Geez, Lisa—I never knew you were so nosy. Henry will handle all the chores like cleaning, cooking, and laundry. He also bathes me and washes my hair and blows it dry. In time he’ll also give me manicures and pedicures and shave my armpits and legs.”
“Damn! I gotta get myself someone like Henry. You really are lucky, Nance.”
“Yes, Lisa…I really am, but not just for that. Henry and I fit like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. What would have happened if I had been assigned to a different campus tour? And suppose that I couldn’t find Henry at the mixer. Penn State is a big place. I could have spent years without ever seeing him again. I really believe that God brought us together. Henry is also Catholic. We went to Mass last week and we will every single week. Get used to having Henry here with me.”
“What are you studying, Henry?” He sat there silently even though he had been addressed directly until I realized that I had withheld his permission to speak.
“You may answer, Henry.”
“Thank you, Nancy; I didn’t want anyone to think I was being rude. I’m studying Elementary Education. I want to be a teacher and I enjoy working with young children. I did a lot of tutoring when I was in high school and I loved it. I told Nancy that many kids have no male figure in their lives. Maybe I can make a difference for them.”
“I think you’ll make a great teacher. You communicate well and you must have a lot of patience if you can deal with Nancy every day.”
“Daddy!” I sounded indignant, but I knew he was only teasing me.
“I’ll put $2,000 into your account so you can access it with your debit card. I’m sure we have an extra phone around the office and don’t forget that Christmas is just around the corner. You know how much your mother loves to shop.”
I jumped up and ran to hug my father. “Thank you, Daddy—you’re the best.” I hugged him and then Mom and Lisa before returning to Henry. I didn’t leave him out, giving him the best hug and the best kiss. He was red-faced when I broke it. I solved that problem by whispering, “I love you, Henry,” just loud enough for everyone to hear.
I led Henry to bed, but first I had him wash me in the shower. The bathroom is between my bedroom and Lisa’s so I was very careful to lock both the door to her room and the door to the hallway. Then on impulse I also locked the door to my bedroom. Good thing I did because I heard her try each of the doors. At the time Henry was carefully washing my cunt while I was washing his throat with my tongue. When I broke the kiss I whispered in his ear and he knelt to seal my cunt with his lips. I pissed away the Cokes I’d consumed after dinner. Henry dried me then himself and I led him to my room.
“Lie down on the bed,” I whispered as I ran back quickly to unlock Lisa’s and the hallway doors and to throw the latch on mine. If I didn’t want her to see us in the shower I definitely didn’t want her to catch my fucking my slave lover. When I returned to Henry I told him to move the bed away from the wall. The bed frame and headboard were old and were known to move if I jumped on the bed. Why advertise what we were doing by banging the headboard against the wall. I was sure my parents and sister knew we were going to make love, but I wasn’t going to make a farce of it by advertising. This was part of my promise not to ever embarrass or humiliate my Henry.
Once Henry was back in place I knelt where I could lick him. “Don’t you want me to do you, Nancy?”
I chuckled before whispering back, “If I was any wetter I’d be swimming, but thank you for your concern and for your love.” I emphasized my point by dipping my fingers into myself and holding them up to Henry’s mouth. He was still sucking them when I slowly slipped down his hard thick rod. I had begun a slow rhythm when I pulled my fingers from his mouth. “I can’t kiss you with my fingers in there, can I?”
“Sometimes I think you can do anything, Nancy.”
“Thank you, my love. You always do make me feel like a goddess, but I’m only human…just like you.”
“No…you’re my opposite, remember?”
“I do…and thank God I am.” I pressed my lips to his as he rubbed and twisted my nipples, knowing exactly how much I loved that. By now my hips were driving like crazy and my clit was driving me wild with lust. It was a good thing that Henry had moved the bed because it was really rocking now. When Henry moved one hand from my nipple to my clit I shook up and down, back and forth as I squirted for the first time in my life. I was still shaking almost thirty seconds later when Henry erupted into me. My cunt was leaking—a stream of semen running down my thigh—when I rose and turned around.
“Just clean me, Henry…I don’t think I could stand another right now.” He wiped his strong tongue across each thigh, removing my ejaculate from my skin before sucking all that icky cum from my cunt. He was almost done when I surprised him by taking his limp cock into my mouth, cleaning him, as well. I was unconscious a second later.
I “asked” Henry to make the breakfast the following morning—Thanksgiving Day—and he naturally agreed. Henry had turned out to be an excellent cook. He’d cooked breakfast every weekend that he’d stayed over and several dinners, as well. Additionally, he’d cooked every meal since becoming my slave and I hadn’t eaten as well in ages. Truth be told, my mother wasn’t so great either.
Henry was cleaning up the mess when Lisa asked to speak with me. It was a clear and unseasonably warm day so we went outside to the patio where we could sit in the sun and relax. “Nance, I did a little research last night.”
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