God how am I supposed to get that in my panties, thought Graham. He tried to bend his engorged prick back into the tight fitting panties, pain seared through his cock at the mistreatment it was receiving. He got out and straightened himself up, the girl pushed an envelope into his hands and slammed the door shut driving off at great speed.
Shit, he had been dumped in the middle of London with just an envelope, presumably contained his instructions, His Lady was making her Slut Boy work for his keep. He felt ridiculous, if anyone saw him he was likely to get beaten up at the least, raped even, looking the way he was dressed, anything could happen.
He tore the envelope open, it contained an address and a map, at least it wasnt to far. He set off struggling in the heels, blushing with humiliation, cursing His Lady under his breath, the plug an ever present reminder of his situation. A car slowed as it passed, full of people laughing and pointing at him, he blushed but carried on.
He arrived at the address after ten thankfully uneventful minutes, his heart sank, it was a bar called “Poodle Doggy”. Graham hesitated outside, his heart pounding, his prick still jutting painfully. He had no idea what he was supposed to do but he was freezing, he knew he had to go inside.
He walked down the stairs to the smoky bar, all the talking stopped as all eyes turned to look at the fully grown man dressed as a French Maid. Oh My God, I am going to die, the shame flowed through him consuming him, everyone was pointing and staring, some were laughing, nudging there friends.
“Who ordered the tranny” some joker called out, breaking the silence as the bar slowly returned to its normal noise level. Graham’s heart was thumping fit to burst, he felt like he might faint. To his shame he was still rock hard and couldn’t deny that the humiliation had thrilled him, His Lady knew him so well it scared him a little.
He felt a hand on his ass and whirled round fists bunched. A short brunette woman winked at him, she was dressed in a very professional looking suit, short skirt, white blouse and all. He immediately noticed her breasts pushing against the pin stripe material, he hoped against hope.
“Slut Boy?”
“My Lady?”
Graham felt such relief, combined with a feeling of sexual attraction for the woman who had dominated him so thoroughly, he had finally met her.
“Lets get you under cover before you are attacked shall we”
Thank god an end to the humiliation. She reached into her bag and pulled out a collar and lead. She cant be serious, the collar snapped shut round his neck.
“On your hands and knees Slut Boy”
Graham was on the verge of tears but complied as he knew he must. He had entered into this arrangement of his own free will, he had to accept the consequences, his heart was like a hammer, his will, which had been weakened over the last six months was at its lowest point, he complied immediately
She led him out of the club on his hands and knees to gales of laughter from the assembled drinkers, only to aware that his ass was on full view framed by the panties and stockings, the base of the butt plug clearly visible. How low had he sunk he hated himself because he knew that he was loving every minute, the throbbing in his cock told him all he needed to know. His body had taken over from his head, he was no longer in control His Lady owned him fully now.
“Keep up Slut Boy, there’s a good doggy”
Graham was only to aware of his predicament, his knees were killing him, his hands were dirty, he could feel the cold night air whistling round his ass and balls as they pushed ludicrously out of the tiny g string. He hoped she wasn’t taking him far, no one had walked past yet but it was only a matter of time.
“Oh what a cute doggy”
Grahams ears pricked up, Oh No, they had been spotted, he stared at the floor unable to lift his head, he could only see His Ladies expensive high heels. Another pair of ladies shoes joined those worn by His Ladies.
“Fay, so good to see you, this is my new doggy, he’s called slut boy. I am glad you like him. He needs some training but he’s a quick learner”
“Doggy why don’t you lick Fay’s shoes for her”
Graham knew he had no choice, but his hesitation earned him a whack across the backside, forcing the plug painfully farther up inside his already stretched ass.
His tongue snaked out to lick the black leather, he could smell the woman’s scent as his forehead brushed against the fine material of her stockings. Graham could barely control himself and started nuzzling the woman’s ankles desperate to go higher hoping for a glimpse of her stocking tops.
“Get down you naughty doggy”
His Ladies voice was like a scourge, he immediately cowered on the floor.
“Told you he needed more training, anyway hell get plenty of that tonight, nice to see you again Fay”.
“Ill see you soon sweetie, maybe you can lend him to me when you’ve trained him?”
“Sorry hun this ones all mine, maybe Ill lend you my next one”
And with that she yanked on Slut Boys chain and carried on walking.
The unlikely pair eventually arrived, without further incident at a smart looking building consisting of loft conversions on a reclaimed brown field site. His Lady led her Slut Boy into the lobby of the smart building, she acknowledged the concierge, who didn’t bat an eyelid at the ridiculous site of the man crawling on his knees dressed as a French maid.
They entered the lift, “You may stand up know Slut Boy, let me have a look at you”. Graham rose to his feet, his joints aching, muscles screaming at their mistreatment, thankful to be allowed to stand again, he looked His Lady in the eye as she smiled at him.
She stroked his thighs with her hand rising to cup his swollen balls and erect cock, all the time never breaking eye contact, he groaned as she massaged his dick, he needed to come desperately, a fact that she was only to aware of.
“Oh Slut Boy need to come does he, I thought you’d like the driver, did she tease you poor baby?”
“She didn’t touch it My Lady, but she made me wank myself off for her”
“She exceeded her instructions, she will be punished. You belong to me and me only Slut Boy”