CHAPTER 1
He wanted to serve. He needed a Mistress to take control of him. A Mistress to please in every way she desired or demanded. A Mistress that would find out his fetishes and then use them against him to tease, torture and deny him.
She wanted a slave to order. She wanted someone to serve her and obey her.
She wanted to be more aggressive and demanding. No questions or disapproving looks or thinking, just submitting to her. She wanted a toy to play with and put away when satisfied, when she desired. A Pet.
They disclosed many fetishes in their emails. Through videos, pictures and stories, they knew their roles and they were both ready to play them out fully.
Time came for the next encounter. Anticipation was driving them both insane. Upon arriving at his room, those eyes greeted her and that smile!
She noticed he was properly dressed in his gray thong and favorite silk tie.
She also could smell her favorite cologne she had mentioned in an email.
She praised him, “Good Pet.” as he closed the door behind her. She grabbed his leash and pulled him to her. She kissed him hard pushing him against the wall. The kiss was long and hot.
His hands started to wonder over her body. She smacked him across the cheek lightly and told him, “You did not have permission to touch me.” He apologized, “I’m sorry Mistress.” Then tried to continue the kiss. She denied him and walked over to the sofa to sit.
She ordered her slave to make her a cocktail. He obeyed. She asked if her bath was ready for her. He explained he had waited to start it. He did not want it to get cold if his Mistress had gotten delayed. He handed her the glass and hurried off to the bathroom. He could see that she was debating if she would let this excuse suffice. She agreed to forgive his non-compliance if her bath was to her satisfaction.
He returned to her in just a few minutes with his hand extended to her.” This way Madam,” he said to her. He escorted her to the bathroom and then asked if he could do the honors.
She smiled at him and instructed he is to take his time undressing her, but he is not allowed to touch her yet. He frowned and whined in disappointment as he reached for her shirt. He slowly removed her clothing only receiving two smacks for his wandering hands. He took her hand and helped her into the tub.
He poured some body wash on a cloth and worked it into a soapy lather.
Then he asked, “Where would My Mistress like me to begin?” She could tell he was anxious to start at her feet.
“You may start at the top, My Pet.” She answered with a grin as she lifted her red painted toes just above the bubbles. He whined as she lowered them back down into the steamy water out of his sight.
He started at the back of her neck. Feeling his hands holding that hot cloth against her skin was amazing. He squeezed the cloth over her back and she moaned quietly as the hot suds ran down her body.
She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. He took that as a sign to move to the front. He started at her neck and slowly moved down to her chest. Her breasts were just above the water and he took his time running the cloth all over them. He caressed her breasts through the cloth. Quiet moans escaped her throat. Her nipples were hard from the cool air and he could not resist an attempt at nibbling on them. He leaned forward and took one into his mouth.
Her eyes sprang open in a shot at the feel of his mouth on her skin.
She smacked him hard and said he would be punished if he kept touching without permission. She did not want him to know how good his mouth felt.
How much she enjoyed his insubordination.
He continued to wash her. She ordered him to wash each leg before he was allowed to touch her feet. He obeyed her orders and started to massage her leg through the cloth. As he reached between her legs to wash her thighs, she let her legs fall open against the sides of the tub.
She playfully rubbed along the top of her pussy and asked him what she already knew, “You want that don’t you?”
He just stared and moaned. She kept playing with him. She raised her hips slightly out of the water and asked him again.
“Yes Mistress.” He answered in a short breath.
“Do you want to feel how smooth it is or do you want to taste how sweet it is?” She teased.
He replied, “Whatever you desire, Mistress.”
“Good Pet.” She responded. “You may touch my pussy. Feel how smooth and ready for you it is.”
His fingers quickly moved to her center. He rubbed gently, sliding a finger down her lips. He found her small clit and circled it slowly. She moaned softly and let him know he is not to enter her and he best continue his washing for now. He agreed and soon moved down her legs to her feet. He paused and asked her almost panting, “Please may I touch your beautiful feet?”
She gave him her approval.
He reached for her ankle and gulped as he lifted her foot out of the water.
He washed and massaged and rubbed. It was not long before he was begging her to let him suck on her toes. “Please Mistress, may I kiss and devour you beautiful toes?” He pleaded.
She raised a foot to his lips and answered, “Yes you may, My Pet.” He gasped with excitement and without hesitation, he was sucking on her small toe and making his way to the others. She let him enjoy his fetish for a short while, and then told him she was ready to get out. She assured him he had done a good job bathing her and he would be rewarded.
He had a large towel ready within reach. He had the towel in one hand, and the other held out to assist her up and out of the hot water. She stepped onto the bathmat and he quickly knelt to start drying her body. He took his time slowly dabbing her skin with the towel. He received a couple good smacks for his attempts at touching her.