Learning to Serve – Mistress Kim

Literotic asexstories – Learning to Serve – Mistress Kim by waynejeffries,waynejeffries
Kim instructed Charlotte to dress Scott in sweatpants and a t-shirt. Charlotte led him out of Joan’s house by his leash and into a dark blue SUV. Once comfortably seated in the back, Charlotte took the driver’s seat and waited patiently for Mistress Kim. After a few minutes, Kim emerged from Joan’s, sitting next to Scott in the back. Kim instructed Charlotte to drive, pulled a cock ring from her handbag, and slipped it onto Scott’s throbbing member.

As they made the drive to Kim’s, she lightly stroked Scott’s cock, teasing the head, lightly touching it at times and watching it dance with each brush of her perfectly manicured fingernails. The feeling of her slender hands, coupled with the fingernails was exquisitely divine, but also exasperating. Scott had still not cum and Kim’s ministrations only added to his already heightened frustrations. After less than ten minutes, Charlotte turned into the driveway of a rather large, well maintained Victorian house. The neighborhood was upper middle class and the older house had an air of elegance and class. She followed the driveway past the house to the detached two car garage located toward the back of the property. Kim led Scott through the back door, past a pantry and into the kitchen.

“Remove your clothes, fold them, and kneel.”

“Yes, Mistress,” was Scott’s simple reply as he stripped off the two articles of clothing and knelt before the elegantly beautiful woman with his heart pumping violently in his chest while his breath became erratic and staggered.

As he knelt, Charlotte entered, placing the car keys on the hook below the message board and calendar on the wall next to the phone. Charlotte immediately knelt down as well with Kim smiling approvingly.

“Slave Scott, I do not know how well you have been trained, but we will find out. The demonstration tonight was impressive enough that I am intrigued, but I am still not satisfied that I want to trade a well trained slave for one who needs constant correction and time.”

Scott’s head jerked up, making eye contact with Kim, bewilderment and confusion consumed his face.

“You see, you haven’t been here five minutes and you feel entitled to look me in the eyes. No servant of mine would entertain such a thought. You certainly need to learn your place, but we will see if you are able to find some more discipline”

As Scott lowered his gaze, Kim’s broad smile belied her words. She had been looking for a suitable male submissive, but there were no solid prospects and breaking a male, training him, and making him submit fully was too time consuming. Kim enjoys a high profile executive job and being an experienced Dominatrix, she is aware of the time needed to properly train a man, especially. Women are much more compliant, but men have a streak of rebellion in them. Scott was two thirds of the way there, and Kim also recognized a strong, deep seeded submissive streak in Scott. Moreover, Kim had already sampled his talented tongue and she was anxiously anticipating having that beautiful cock deep inside of her, using it whenever and however she so chose. But, to make Scott even more eager to serve, she would play upon his insecurities to increase her dominion over him.

“It seems that Joan’s fiance, Dean, does not want you and prefers a female submissive. Melody is perfect for them and if I know Joan, Melody is being double penetrated as we speak. Joan can find more men to fuck, so Dean’s size issues will only be a temporary problem for her. He is rich, and she will sacrifice you to better her position in life. You, after all, are just a slave, a play thing, and dispensable. But, if you truly want to serve a woman of power, a true Mistress, a Goddess, then you need to prove yourself worthy in the next twenty-four hours.”

Kim’s words stung. The empty, abandoned feeling in Scott was only assuaged by the fact that he was kneeling before this beautifully exotic and intoxicating woman with a beautiful female slave next to him. Scott grasped onto the “Don’t think, just do” mentality and began to speak.

“Mistress, may I speak?”

“Yes, you are free to speak your mind for now.”

“I, uhh, I, well, this is all still very new to me. And, um, and, and, well, I am confused, fearful, but more importantly excited beyond measure. A month ago, I knew nothing of this world nor did I know that I would freely engage in the activities that I have. Although I am shit scared, I also feel compelled to follow these instincts to serve as they make me feel alive and provide structure for me.”

“That is encouraging but I will know more by Monday morning. Plus, if I do choose to trade for you, then you will have some decisions to make as well. But, all of that can be discussed later, if it is relevant. Charlotte, stand and escort this slave to the Master bedroom. Secure him to the chair, clean yourself up and then wait for me in bed.”

Charlotte directed Scott to grab his own leash and guided him toward the stairs, every couple of feet, she encouraged his progress and pace by slapping his ass with a long thin leather paddle. Scott could not see it, but would later learn that it was about two feet long and about four inches wide. Although not striking him harshly, Charlotte had no doubt learned from Mistress Kim how to strike firmly and thoroughly, as Scott’s ass cheeks, lower back and legs were a scarlet red in no time. When they reached the door of the Master suite, Charlotte ordered Scott to bend forward with his face to the floor.

“Are you sure you want to cross this threshold, slave? It is a privilege to serve Mistress Kim, but she is demanding and stern. She will bring you more pain and pleasure than you can imagine.”

“Yes, Ms. Charlotte, I am certain.”

Charlotte grinned wickedly, slowly shook her head back and forth, and then began administering hard and fierce blows to his backside. By the third blow Scott was groaning as his ass quickly began to throb with the onslaught of blows. Although naturally submissive, Charlotte’s juices were flowing from the adrenalin rush she was experiencing from administering the twenty blows she was instructed to by her Mistress. Was it following the instructions of her Mistress, was it the thrill of power over another, was it a combination of the two that excited the young sub? She had only explored her submissive side as Mistress Kim had seduced the young secretary and preyed upon her evident submissive tendencies. This was the first time that Charlotte had any power in a sexual situation, and she liked it.

“PRESENT,” Charlotte said firmly.

Scott rose, resting his throbbing ass on his calves, straight back, palms on thighs, face up, and eyes staring forward, still leaking tears that quickly ran down his face, dripping onto his stomach and crotch.

Charlotte grabbed his leash, opened the suite door, leading Scott to kneel in front of a Britton backed, exposed cherry wood chair. It was tasteful and included padding on the arms. Scott was ordered to bend forward again, feeling a tug at the anal plug still inside of him. As Charlotte pulled, Scott grimaced as the wide plug exited his ass with a POP! Charlotte smirked again as Scott’s rosebud remained open, winking as it gaped.. Charlotte then asked Scott if he needed to use the bathroom.

“Yes mam,” Scott replied, shaking his head up and down.

“You may stand and take care of your needs, but be sure to take care of them all as you will be tied up for quite a while,” Charlotte said with a giggle.

Upon his return, Scott knelt in front of Charlotte. Charlotte instructed him to bend forward again. She quickly lubed a thinner, but longer (4 inch) vibrating dildo and inserted it into Scott’s ass. Once in kneeling position again, Charlotte affixed nipple clamps from his collar and an O ring gag. Charlotte then pulled up on Scott’s leash and he sat in the chair. With leather cuffs, she secured his ankles to the legs of the chair, his wrists to the arm, and wrapped additional leather cuffs around his forearms just below his elbow. At this point, she removed the cock ring, allowing pre-cum to ooze out of the head. With a swipe of her finger, Charlotte gathered some of the clear liquid and brought it to her mouth, sucking the finger dry and moaning softly. Scott’s chair was at the foot of a family size canopy bed. Charlotte then went into the ensuite and showered, exiting with only a towel wrapped in her hair.

Charlotte was sexier than Scott had realized. Her long, lithe body was well toned, with beautiful, perky breasts, and a shapely and firm ass. She sat on the edge of the bed and dried her long brunette locks, staring and smiling at Scott the entire time. Once her hair was sufficiently dried, she walked up to Scott, grabbed his cock and slowly stroked the hardened shaft.

“It’s a shame you have not cum tonight, but I really did enjoy your cock. It is magnificent, and I hope you satisfy Mistress Kim because it would be quite fun to have you around.”

Smiling, she knelt before Scott, taking half of his cock into her mouth, pulling up slowly, then swirling his engorged head, licking off the leaking pre-cum. Just as quickly, she rose and lay down in the bed, eagerly awaiting her Mistress.

Mistress Kim entered the bedroom ten minutes later, smiling broadly when she saw Scott secured to the chair.

“Charlotte, my little slut, you have done well.”

Kim squatted down in front of Scott, meeting his downturned eyes.

“Slave, you have a beautiful body, magnificent cock, and a wonderful tongue. This short time together will educate you on what this Mistress prefers. I love both women and men, but would love to have one of each. You’re a slave with a great deal of potential, but I am not sure if you are worthy. You have much to prove and learn.”

After speaking, Kim took Scott’s cock in her mouth, deepthroated him, and then slid up slowly. Similar to Charlotte, she swirled her tongue around his head, enjoying ever flowing pre-cum. Without warning, she firmly grabbed his ball sac and squeezed, prompting Scott to loudly groan in pain through the opening of his gag. Kim then stood, grabbed his cock head, pulling it to his body, and smacked his balls five times. Scott shrieked, feeling his balls deep in his stomach like when he was a kid and was kicked in the nuts.

“You have not cum tonight slave, and will not until I say: you will earn that, and you will learn that if you want to serve me, these belong to me. Also, your eyes will be up and you will watch how to please me, as Charlotte has a lot of practice.”

Mistress Kim then squeezed his balls firmly one more time before peeling off her clothes and joining Charlotte on the bed. Kim propped up some pillows, laid back, and spread her legs. Charlotte instinctively crawled between her owner’s legs and began worshiping her beautiful Mistress, as Kim stared straight into Scott’s eyes, locking into him. Scott felt like this new Dominatrix was staring into his soul. He was uncomfortable, but also transfixed by the aura and power of her look. It was as if she knew what he was thinking. After a few moments, with her hand stroking Charlotte’s head, as Charlotte’s tongue was working intently on Kim’s pussy, Mistress Kim spoke.

“I know that you do not like Dean, but slave, you have a way to remedy that. Like I stated, Joan does not have use for you anymore. I also know that you do not want men fucking you up the ass, but you let it happen because your submissive impulses are extremely strong. You have never used your safe word because you desire guidance and do not want to disappoint. That is a positive, but as of right now, I am your only lifeline to this world. I can simply sell Melody to Joan and Dean, but I am considering a trade.”

Suddenly, Kim threw her head back, grasping the back of Charlotte’s head with both hands. Charlotte worked her Mistress’s clit with a fervor, then slipping in a thin vibrator to stimulate her g-spot. Kim began to buck against her sub’s face, finally squirting three times, with Charlotte struggling to catch all of the juices in her mouth. Charlotte continued lapping at Kim’s leaking pussy, as her Mistress began to calm. Once her hips had stopped, Kim’s grip loosened on her slave’s head. Mistress Kim lifted Charlotte’s chin, staring lovingly and approvingly into her eyes.

“My slut, you are very gifted. You know I will never let you go. Come snuggle with me.”

With a proud smile, Charlotte slid up to her Mistress as Kim turned off the light and slid down from the propped up pillows. The two gorgeous women nuzzled and pet each other softly as they drifted off to sleep. Scott’s sleep eluded him for a while, but he finally succumbed from sheer exhaustion from the night’s events.

Scott was roused from his sleep by a steady and firm buzzing in his ass. Charlotte had a wide grin with a finger over her lips to shush him as her other hand held a remote control to the vibrating dildo up his ass. Scott’s cock was already hard from morning wood and not having cum last night. The semi-intense buzzing in his ass intensified his stiffness, but the show in front of him brought him to the brink of orgasm.

Charlotte, gingerly slipped out of Kim’s grasp and slid down her body, lining her head up between Kim’s gorgeously long legs. Gently, Charlotte laid her outstretched tongue on her Mistress’s lips, licking slow and fully, with long lapping strokes. Slowly, the slave girl cajoled her owner out of her deep slumber. First, Kim’s hips moved from side to side, followed by her waist pushing forward a bit, and then eventually, her right hand fisted the back of the girl’s head, pulling her mouth tighter to her pussy. Charlotte gradually increased her pace until Mistress Kim was bucking against her mouth as her tight grip on the sub’s hair kept her mouth tight against her pussy. With a quick and loud gasp, Kim exhaled and came hard on her servant’s face.

“UUUUUHHHHHHHMMMMMM, MMMMMMM, OOHHHH, YES, FUCK, MMMMM, I LOVE THAT FUCKING TONGUE! MMMMMMM, you are magnificent my dear.”

Charlotte continued to lap at Kim’s pussy, swallowing juices, avoiding her sensitive clit, but still working her tongue deep into her opening and then licking the inner labia toward, but stopping before her clit. As her Mistress calmed a bit, Charlotte proceeded to include the clit once again. After two more orgasms, Mistress Kim pulled Charlotte to her and the women kissed deeply, caressing each other’s bodies, familiar with how to touch and please each other. Meanwhile, Scott stared at the lovers, rock hard and frustrated by the lack of relief and constant buzzing of the dildo in his ass. He was a melting pot of emotions, conflicted by being rejected by Joan, used by Dean, but somewhat reborn in the hope of being able to service such beautiful women. Joan was not a beautiful woman, but her aura and how she carried herself made her a sexual being, a lover who turned into Scott’s Mistress. Mistress Kim was the opposite. Scott began by serving her with his mouth last night, roles already established. Now, he sat, secured to the chair watching this beautiful brunette slave awaken a stately, raven haired woman whose statuesque beauty captivated Scott. Kim had a beauty and composure of self that only amplified Scott’s desire to serve, pushing him deeper into subspace, so consumed that he did not recognize his continued descent.

“Oh, I had forgotten we had an audience. How are you this morning slave?”

“I am well Mistress.”

“Did you enjoy watching Charlotte awaken me? It is a morning ritual, one that I expect all of my servants to perform, but Charlotte does it the best.”

With that she patted Charlotte on the head and kissed her deeply. After lingering a bit with their kiss, Kim broke away, instructing Charlotte.

“Go get my bath ready.”

“Yes, Mistress”

Scott watched as the beautiful brunette who he had already had his cock deep inside slid off the bed and went to the ensuite to run the water for Kim’s bath. Kim approached Scott, grabbed his cock, sliding her hand up from his balls. As pre-cum flooded out, she ran her index finger over the clear liquid and brought it to her mouth. “MMMMMMMM, you taste sweet my dear.”

Kim then pulled more pre-cum from his cock and placed her fingers on Scott’s lips.

“Open slave, taste yourself on my fingers. Hopefully it is a common occurrence, but we have a lot to do yet, to determine your worthiness”

Kim smiled down at Scott with a possessive glare. She loved women, but could also use a man slave, but finding the right one and training him was too bothersome and time consuming. Hopefully, Scott was as submissive as Kim anticipated. Joan had been pestering Kim with questions of how to train Scott ever since he had admitted to Mistress Joan that he may have some submissive fantasies. So, Kim instructed Joan, letting her sub, turned switch and dominatrix do the early, heavy lifting. Through Joan’s reports of Scott’s progress and complicity, Kim was encouraged. Once she was informed of Scott’s defilement by Dean, she knew Scott was a true submissive male, ready to please his MIstress in any manner.

In a half-hearted manner of “forgetting,” Kim addressed Scott.

” You know, it has dawned on me that you have not cum since you were with Mistress Joan. My, you must be very backed up and in need. Would you like to cum slave?”

With the vibrator buzzing in his ass, pre-cum leaking out over his cock head, and one of the most beautiful women he had ever touched holding dominion over him, Scott was spellbound, choking on a response.

“M-M-M-Mistress, you are correct that I am in great need, but in my short time as a submissive, I have come to learn that my needs are not important. The only need I am focused on is the needs of those who I serve. At this moment, I serve you, so your desires and needs are my only concern.”

Smiling broadly, Kim said, “Good boy.” Then, she grabbed his cock with her left hand, pulled it up and pushed it against his stomach, exposing more of his balls. Her right hand landed squarely on his ball sack, followed by four more smacks to his exposed balls.

“UUUUUUHHHHHHGGGGG, UUUUUHHHHHHGGGG, UUUUUUHHHHGGGG, UUUUUHHHHHGGGG, UUUUUUHHHHHGGG,” was all that left Scott’s mouth.

Kim gave his sac one last hard squeeze, chuckled aloud, and then walked toward the en suite where a dripping wet Charlotte waited to bathe her Mistress. Charlotte had watched the entire scene unfold, knowing that her sadistic Mistress would shape this male submissive into the perfect slave and thus elevating her from the bottom rung on the ladder.

Kim exited the bathroom in a sexy, sheer bathrobe, smelling of lilac and vanilla. Charlotte followed behind a few seconds later, carrying clothes. As Kim sat at her vanity, working on her make-up, Charlotte laid out the undergarments, while hanging the casual sundress to avoid wrinkling. As Kim made some last touches to her make up, Charlotte combed her Owner’s long dark hair, having dried it in the bathroom, she merely worked the brush through her shimmering locks, loving the lilac smell, and velvet touch.

Charlotte was quite excited from the morning’s activities, and with no release, each touch, stroke, or duty performed made her wetter and hornier. She was used to this denial, but this morning was different.

“Charlotte, you know that I must have brunch with my parents as usual. You are in charge and you may do whatever you like with the slave, but do not let him cum. If he does release, then both of you will be severely punished. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, Mistress, I may use the slave however I choose, but he is not allowed to cum. If he does cum, then we will both be severely punished. I understand and will not fail you, Mistress.”

Charlotte had been her latest slave, only having served Kim for about six months. It was by chance that they met, as Kim was speaking at one of the local colleges at the request of a good friend of hers, Professor Adams, and Charlotte was in the audience. After her talk to the group, Charlotte was one of the top students who was fortunate enough to be invited to have lunch with her professor and Kim. Charlotte had a lot of questions for Kim about being a woman in the corporate world, especially a woman who owned her own company. The two struck up an engaging conversation that led to some subsequent dinners, intimacy, and the revealing of Kim’s proclivity for domination and Charlotte’s need for submission. Although Charlotte was truly a switch, Mistress Kim was seeing to none of that in their dynamic. Charlotte unwavering served her Mistress and proved so good a slave that she quickly moved in with Kim, finishing school under the tutelage of a strict and demanding woman.

Once Kim drove away in the SUV, Charlotte turned to a still rock hard and bound Scott with a lustfully mischievous look.

“If you want to be set free my friend, there are some rules. You will refer to me as Mistress Charlotte. You will follow each instruction without hesitation. You will thank me for any reward or punishment given to you. You will please me and bring me many orgasms. Do I make myself clear, slave?”

“UUUHHHH, Yyyes, Mistress Charlotte.”

Charlotte released his arms and legs from the cuffs and she allowed him to move them to regain some more blood flow. Once he had time to regain feeling in his appendages, Scott was ordered to kneel before Mistress Charlotte.

“Slave, I know you have not cum, but you already heard that you are not allowed to have an orgasm while Mistress is away. I, on the other hand, can have as many as I desire. You will serve me with your tongue first and I expect no less than three orgasms from that.”

Charlotte pulled the leash and Scott crawled to the bed. Charlotte lay down on the bed, legs spread, simultaneously reaching over to the remote control and turning off the vibrator still shoved in Scott’s ass. Scott crawled on the bed and nuzzled up to Charlotte’s juicy pussy. Her smell was strong and she shuddered at the touch of Scott’s tongue. She immediately fisted the back of his head and pulled him into the sweet and musky folds of her pussy, holding his head there tightly.

“Do not tease me on my first orgasm slave, just lick my clit. It will not take long for me to splatter on your face.”

With that, Scott eagerly licked her clit, working the ABC’s. Scott was at M when Charlotte’s thighs tightened around his temples and her mid section was humping his mouth as she came hard and long.

“UUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH, FUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKK, YES, YES, YES, FUUUUUCCCCKKKK, EAT MY PUSSY, YES, OH YES, FUCK YES, YES, YES, MMMMMMMM, UUHHHHHHH, FUUUUCCCKKKKKK, YES!”

With pre-cum dripping from his own cock, Scott continued to gently lap at Charlotte’s labia as she was calming from the powerful burst, having been pent up all night, pleasing her Mistress, yet having no release of her own. Scott dutifully licked Charlotte to two more orgasms and then the beautiful brunette slave led him to the en suite.

In a twist of roles, Charlotte ran water in an oversized tub. She walked over to a kneeling Scott, nudged his ass up off of his calves, and pulled the vibrator out of his ass. Strangely, Scott felt a slight loss at the emptiness this act provided. She then removed his collar and instructed Scott to enter the tub, laying back, enjoying the soothing effect of the warm water.. She entered the water, kneeling in front of Scott and proceeded to clean his entire body. The feel of her elegant, thin hands on his body intensified Scott’s need to cum. He relished each touch by her and as she washed his legs, she took time to kiss his nipples, licking and sucking them. Each stroke of her hands, brush of her lips or touch of her body sent jolts of electricity throughout the slave’s body. Charlotte instructed Scott to wash her body, then the pair dried each other off, and Charlotte reattached Scott’s collar and leash, leading him to the kitchen.

Charlotte allowed Scott to sit at the table, bringing him coffee, heavy on the cream. She then prepared an omelet and wheat toast for each of them, sitting across from him at the table, enjoying the welcome food.

Charlotte peered over her coffee cup, staring at Scott. She was smiling at him, content, but also curious. She was certainly realizing that she was a switch and knew she was a very attractive woman, but she had not met many young men like Scott. He was attractive, wellbuilt, and hung quite well. Not many specimens like him were submissive, or at least, they had not acknowledged it at such a young age. He was an anomaly, and she was extremely happy that he was there.

“Slave, clean up the kitchen and then meet me in my bedroom.”

“Yes, Mistress Charlotte.”

Scott knelt down as he was outside of Charlotte’s room and then entered. Charlotte was propped up on her pillows and headboard, brown hair cascading over her shoulders, masking her beautiful breasts, her legs were spread wide with the soles of her feet touching each other. Scott crawled to the bed, kneeling at the side as Charlotte purposely ignored him. After a few minutes, Charlotte summoned Scott up on the bed.

“Lay flat on your back, spread eagle position my dear.”

Scott followed instructions as Charlotte secured his arms and legs to each corner of the bed. mounted him and began to ride him slowly, bending forward, kissing him softly on the lips, neck, nipples, and shoulders. Scott was straining and concentrating on not cumming, but the feel of this woman was overwhelming. She was a Goddess, her body moving on his cock, making him feel each touch, caress, and movement. Scott was oversensitized and knew he would not hold out too long. Charlotte quickened her pace as she worked to another orgasm, riding hard until she came hard on his cock again, Scott moments from exploding, holding back as his hard cock sat deep inside of her dripping pussy.

Charlotte climbed off of Scott, wide grin and evil look in her eyes. She reached over to her nightstand and grabbed a spatula she had taken from the kitchen. Crawling up in between his legs, Scott’s trepidation increased as he anticipated pain. Charlotte pushed his cock up against his stomach, holding it there with her forearm, she took the spatula, bending it back with her left hand, she let it snap down on his ball sac.

“UUUHHHHGGGG, UUHHHH. HHUUUUHHH.” Scott absorbed the blow, enduring the pain, confused as to why he was being punished.

“Slave, you have forgotten a few times to thank me. You are to thank me, whether it be pleasure or pain and you have neglected to do so, already five times.”

Again, Charlotte flicked the spatula.

“UUUUHHHHGGG! Thank you Mistress.”

Charlotte smiled, a coy look on her face. Over and over again, she flicked his sac with the spatula, each time Scott groaned and thanked his tormentor, until Scott felt as if he had swallowed his balls deep inside of him. Almost immediately, Charlotte massaged his balls as she placed the cock ring down over his semi-flaccid cock.

“I will not endure a punishment because you orgasmed. But, I will also ride that magnificent cock again. I want to feel your thickness fill me as I cum on you again. You do not want to know what Mistress Kim will inflict upon us if you cum, so sit back, enjoy, but not too much.”

“Yes, Mistress, thank you Mistress.”

Charlotte straddled him again and rode him to two more orgasms. Although tortured, Scott thanked her after each one of her orgasms. Once she was done with him, he was released and directed him to clean the common areas and then kneel by the entry door, waiting for Mistress.

Mistress Kim entered through the front door around one o’clock, looking down at her attentive slaves kneeling to the left of the door.

“Slut, slave, it is time to have some quality time together. Slave, stand and follow me into my room. Slut, you will wait outside my door, ready to serve.”

Mistress Kim had Charlotte get her a glass of white wine and the two went into her room. Mistress proceeded to take Charlotte forcefully with her strap on dildo. She drove strongly into Charlotte, sending the slave over the limit to another orgasm. Mistress Kim sensed that possibly her slut had used the slave quite a bit more than she realized because it too Charlotte much longer to cum on her phallus than usual. After Charlotte came hard on the dildo, Kim looked at her accusingly, taking the vibrator and stuffing it up her ass, turning it up on high.

“Slut, you better not have had that slave cum, if you did, then you will certainly pay.”

“Mistress, he did not cum, I swear. I used him, but made sure he did not cum. Thank you, Mistress, for allowing me to pleasure myself by using the slave, but I followed your instructions, explicitly.”

“I will find that out quite soon, but regardless, you were a greedy slut who took too many liberties with my new slave. You should have cum once or twice, but I can tell you have exceeded that number by a great deal. That is why you worthless, greedy slut of a self will not be allowed to enjoy the slave anymore today.”

After securing Charlotte’s arms behind her and her ankles together, Mistress then attached her bound appendages together so Charlotte could only remain on her stomach, bound and unable to move.

Mistress Kim opened the door and pulled Scott in by his leash. He followed on all fours behind her, stopping to kneel at the side of an oversized, plush chair. With Charlotte on her stomach, unable to move, but only watch, Kim immediately pushed Scott’s face into her already leaking pussy.

“I have been waiting for this throughout brunch. I love my parents but knowing there is a slave here to service me completely and that my slut was using you for her pleasure was unbearable torture.”

Pausing for a moment, lifting Scott’s chin and staring directly into his eyes, she asked, “You do want to serve me completely, do you not?”

“Yes, Mistress, certainly, I will serve you, adore you, do as you order. I want to please you.”

A tingling sensation spread throughout Scott’s body as he spoke, contemplating and embracing his words as he pledged his allegiance to another woman. The deep seeded submissive nature in Scott took over, as in a trance, he kneeled before Kim, his body and facial expression begging to be accepted by this beautiful dominatrix. Kim stared deep into Scott’s eyes, looking through him for the second time in the past twenty-four hours, knowing he was the male who could serve her every whim. Kim relaxed in her plush suede chair, relaxing with the glass of wine that Charlotte had poured and taken to her.

“Slave, take off my heels and worship my feet.”

Scott crawled toward Mistress Kim, taking the gorgeous Asian Mistress’s right leg in his hand, slowly removing her heels and then doing the same to the left foot. Once the left shoe was off, he gently guided her beautiful size 6 foot to his mouth, licking the sole of her foot, tasting the salty sweat from her foot, enjoying the slight hint of musk and foulness, wanting more depth of flavor and musk. Starting with her big toe, he kissed and then sucked each digit deep into his mouth, savoring each nuance of her toes, cleaning them as well as worshiping. He did the same to the right foot and was becoming overwhelmed with desire. Suddenly, Mistress pulled her foot away. Scott lurched forward, following the path of her foot.

“STOP! I do not feel that you truly want to serve. You are going through the motions. Are you thinking about your precious Joan?”

Stunned, the slave knelt before her wide-eyed, a loss of words, bewildered.

“B-b-b-but Mistress, wh-wh-what did I do wrong? I adore you, your feet, your body, I want to serve.”

Smiling deep inside, knowing that this slave was already completely succumbing to her, she wanted to push him deeper into submission, his recognition of where he belonged, how he belonged serving women, adoring women, serving her, adoring her, and adhering to whatever she desired.

“I am not convinced slave. Are you sure you do not want Joan and Dean? You did succumb to her first, did promise yourself to her and to serve her. Why should I believe you? How might you prove your loyalty? I need to know that I am not just another whim.”

“I, I, I am not sure what you want me to do Mistress, I can only tell you and show you that I want to serve you. I want to serve the most beautiful woman I have ever encountered.”

“That is all well and good slave, but I am still not sure that you will not run back to Mistress Joan, that pseudo Dom, wanna be. She did seduce you, made you submit, and took your anal virginity, and well…”

Scott felt his anger surge, sweltering heat and humiliation of being fucked up the ass by Dean. His breathing became heavy, his blood flowing as his neck and arms clenched.

“Mistress, I never want to go back to Mistress Joan. You know that! He raped me. I should have used my safe word. I did not want that, but the need to serve her overwhelmed me. I am a sub, but I do not want to serve men. I want to serve a powerful woman like you, and only you and your desires. If you have other designs upon me, if you choose to use me for men, then I will regretfully leave your presence.”

Smiling broadly, Kim stood, lifting Scott’s chin so he was looking her directly in the eyes.

“If you serve me, I will never let a man enter either of your holes. I am a lover of women, and I do enjoy a man’s body from time to time, but I would most certainly enjoy a male slave who is considerate of others, knows how to please a woman, and acknowledges women as the superior gender.”

Tears began to run down Scott’s face, more from happiness in finding a beautiful Goddess to serve than sadness in relinquishing his male authority. As he peered back into the deep pool of his new Mistress’s eyes, he replied, “I am yours if you will have me. I acknowledge women and you over all others as my superior and who I should and want to serve. Please have me as your obedient slave.”

Kim sat back in her chair, lifted her skirt, and pulled Scott’s leash. Scott followed obediently, licking Kims crotch, loving the sweet, salty taste of her pussy. Licking and sucking, Kim began to push her crotch into her slave’s face, as he concentrated on her clit. Pulling his head in with both hands, Mistress came hard on her new slave’s face.

Once she calmed herself, Mistress Kim released Charlotte and had her prepare dinner. The three of them dined at the table together, aside from two of them being naked, it was cordial and quite nice. The three drank two bottles of wine and then Kim instructed Scott to clean up after them as she took Charlotte into the bedroom. Scott was jealous and could only imagine what the two gorgeous women were doing together. Once he was finished cleaning the kitchen, Scott entered Mistress Kim’s bedroom.

Upon entering Mistress Kim’s room, Scott froze, awed by the site in front of him. Tied doggy style to a stockade, Charlotte had her ass filled with a large vibrating dildo with a fuck machine pushing deep inside of her with at least an eight inch cock driving into her.

“Come in slave. I am sorry you have to see this, but slut Charlotte was greedy earlier when she used you. What did you provide for her three, four, five orgasms?”

“Ummm, I believe at least five, Mistress.”

“Very well, then her cock hungry greediness deserves to be satiated. I hope you enjoy yourself slut.”

Through the dildo gag in her mouth, a muffled “thank you, mistress” could be faintly heard.

“Now, slave, come up on the bed with me. I want this slut to watch you pleasure me with that gorgeous cock.”

“I want you to do me in the traditional missionary position. You will not cum until I let you, but I want to cum on that beautiful cock of yours.”

Scott kneeled between Mistress Kim’s legs and lined his cock up to her gorgeous pussy. Rubbing his cock up and down her lips, he began to nudge his head into her, placing firm pressure as his cock slid into her, driving slowly until he was pelvis to pelvis, deep inside of his new Mistress. As he stayed deep inside of her, Kim pulled him against her, breasts against chest, lips on lips, nails clutching his back as he slowly gyrated and pulsed deep inside of her, working her to another orgasm. Kim had not had a man in quite some time as she was not going to be subservient, and she would not bow to a man. But now, she had her own man, a man that she owned, controlled, and could use for her own means. The feeling of his cock buried deep inside of her pussy overwhelmed her, eliciting a small orgasm just from the fullness and feel of her pussy gripping his girthy cock.

Scott began to pull out and drive in slowly, only about three inches of his full eight. Pushing in and making sure to emphasize pounding his waist into hers, careful not to be too forceful, but still wanting to agitate her further.

“Harder.”

“Mistress?”

“Fuck me Harder!”

“Yes, Mistress, of course.”

With her directive, Scott began to pound Mistress Kim, being bold enough to place her legs over his arms, eventually working them up over his shoulders. Driving into her with long, strong, rapid strokes, Kim was rolling her head back and forth as she came strongly on Scott’s cock.

“AAAAAHHHHHH,, YES, AAAAAHHHHHHHM, FUCK, MMMMMM, THAT IS SO GOOD, FUCK ME WITH THAT COCK, YOU FUCKING SLAVE, FUCK ME, MMMM, SO FUCKING GOOD, MMMMMMM, UUUHHH, UHHHH, UHHHHH, OOOOHHH.” Kim came hard and long pulsing on his cock as Scott tried to hold back his own pleasure.

As she began to descend from her climax, Scott pulled his rock hard cock slowly out of KIm.

“Get us some water, lover, and then come back with that magnificent cock. I need more of that inside of me. I can’t believe Joan would ever give you up. But you are mine now.”

Scott reentered the bedroom with two glasses of water, placing them on the nightstand. Meanwhile, Kim had pulled the vibrator out of Charlotte’s ass and replaced it with some anal beads, which were twice as thin and twice as long. Charlotte cooed softly through the dildo gag, while Kim turned up the fuck machine two levels, leaving the poor slut pouring out juices in an excruciatingly torturous manner.

Kim approached Scott, who was kneeling next to the bed, beckoned him to stand and embraced him, kissing him deeply, encouraging his strong arms to embrace her, envelop her, as she sank into his manhood. Breaking the kiss, she pulled him by the arm to the bed, caressing his face softly, the edge of dominance a bit reserved as she relaxed a bit more.

“I want you to love me like any other woman. You have shared your love with Joan, but to totally be mine, I want your love. I want you to treat me as a woman you want to conquer. I need to feel you deep inside of me, filling me with your seed.”

Scott followed instructions and took control, kissing Kim deeply, hands on her beautifully firm breasts, thumbs flicking her nipples, tongues intertwined, as he pushed her gently onto her back. Kissing down her neck, licking, biting, sucking, moving to her breasts, licking one nipple while pinching the other and then alternating, Kim’s body was already writhing.

Scott worked down her hardened abs, licking, sucking, relishing each defined bump on her stomach, marveling at his fortune of making love to such a beautiful woman.

Licking down to her glorious pussy, Scott immediately focused on her clit, working Kim into more of a frenzy. As she enjoyed a small orgasm, Scott pulled his mouth away, placed Kim’s legs up on his shoulders and slowly shoved his cock deep inside of her. Once he was fully inside the lovely Asian Goddess, he began long full strokes of his cock into her. Scott pulled back until only his cock head was in her until thrusting deep inside of her again, continuing the pattern, driving deep inside of Kim’s pussy, aided by her legs splayed on his shoulders. He drove her hard, fucking her like he owned her. Soon, his new Mistress, Kim, briefly succumbed to his ministrations, cumming hard on my cock, moaning, groaning, and writhing on his cock.

Scott slowed his rhythm a bit, still pushing into her slowly, fully, enjoying the clenching of her pussy muscles around his cock. Once Kim calmed a bit, he began to assault her pussy, driving fully, picking up his pace, pushing Kim’s legs back further so that her knees were pushed astride her ears. As he found more depth in her pussy with a more pronounced angle of assault, Scott drove his cock deeper inside of her than any other man, Kim enjoying every stroke as she began to cum again, tensing her pussy walls around him. Scott could no longer hold out and came deep inside of his lover/Mistress. Pulsing jet after jet of seed deep inside of her. He continued to push inside of her until her screams of passion ended, then collapsing on top of Kim, Scott emitted a hearty exhale of satisfaction.

Scott rolled off of Kim and she immediately walked over to Charlotte, removed her cock gag and offered her pussy to the slave. With one leg up on Charlotte’s back and her hand fisting the slave’s hair, Kim violently shoved the slave’s face into her pussy. Charlotte dutifully cleaned her Mistress, wishing that the cum was in her pussy instead. Once done, the anal beads were removed and Charlotte was released from the fuck machine. Relieved after cumming six more times, Charlotte was chained to the end of the bed and ordered to sleep at Kim’s feet. Scott was instructed to continue to fuck Kim all night long. With his Mistress cumming numerous times, Scott came two more times in his Mistress and each time Charlotte was made to clean Kim out.

Scott awoke, arms around Kim, her ass snuggled against his hard cock, the two were spooning. Meanwhile, Charlotte was peaking up over the end of the bed watching for any sign of life. It was about five in the morning and Scott immediately went down on Kim, performing the duties usually set aside for Charlotte. Kim cooed softly, placed both hands in Scott’s hair and gently pulled him in tighter as he roused from slumber with another pleasant orgasm.

After her orgasm, Kim pulled Scott up to her, wrapping her arms around him in full embrace as she kissed him deeply. She was still in female lover mode and drank in every inch of Scott’s masculinity. She admired him for his strength, but she was even more impressed with his honesty with himself, that he had to serve. Ending the kiss, looking deep in his eyes, as she stroked his cheek, she spoke to him.

“You can go now lover, I have Charlotte for pussy detail. I assume that we will be seeing you Wednesday? I will give you further instructions before then.”

With that, Scott put on the sweatpants and t-shrit, calling a taxi to drop him off at Joan’s house. After retrieving money from his truck to pay the fare, Scott jumped in his truck and was backing out of the driveway. Strangely, Scott felt eyes upon him. Looking up at the kitchen window, he saw Sarah’s eyes peering through the curtains, watching him leave.