10-Jan-88 07:27pmSubject: Part 1 of 6
After what seemed like hours you finally hear me comethrough the door. After that, nothing. You know I'm in the housebut you can't hear where I am. You suddenly feel a presencebehind you but you discount it as your imagination but thefeeling persists and you start feeling scared. You feel tworubber-clad hands gently grasp your head where the lower jawconnects with your skull. You know better than to speak or move.I rotate your head 90 degrees and you feel two soft lips pressedto yours as a sweet tasting tounge sweeps through your mouth andjust as quickly the tounge and lips leave and your head isreturned to the forward position. You feel two clothed arms wraparound your shoulders and my soft lips nibbling on your ear.
"Stay perfectly still, little boy, and you'll be just fine,"I whisper in your ear, followed by a quick tounge flick. I thensit on your lap -- you sense what feels like a leather skirt --and rest one arm over your shoulder while my other hand isstroking your thigh and hip -- avoiding your very rigid penis. Igently press my cheek to yours and say, "You did pretty well fora boy except you didn't put 'hospital corners' on the bed so I'llhave to punish you for that. Mrs. Schueler next door said thatshe saw you take out the trash wearing only a dish towel overyour crotch. She liked what she saw, and so do I. Come, time tohave a bit of fun!"
I hop up off your lap and order you to get on your hands andknees. You do as you are told and instinctively spread your legswide apart. "Very good, Slave, I see you've done this before,"say right before a
"Thank you, Mistress, may I have another!"
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"That's enough for now, slave. When you come back tomorrow,I will expect everything to be perfect or you'll wish you were'nthere. Now, close your eyes as I remove the blindfold. It'sabout time you saw your Mistress, who you will be serving."
I stand in front of you and remove the blindfold. I tellyou to open your eyes and slowly rise and behold me. First thingyou see when you open your eyes are my black leather (low heel)shoes and black stockings. As you rise to your knees, you followmy stockings up until they stop about two inches below my blackleather miniskirt but my black silk garters bridge the skin gap.As you rise to your feet you see my slim, bare midriff between myskirt and a tight-fitting knit black long sleeve halter top witha crew neck. You see my nipples pressing against the fabric atthe tips of two beautifully shaped breasts. Your eyes wander upto my face and gaze at my wavy shoulder-length light brown hair,my two deep blue eyes, my petite nose, and my very kissable lips.You are in awe of my angelic face on an angelic body dressed likea harlot. I break your blank gaze at me by snapping the blacklatex gloves off my hand and tossing them aside.
"What do you think," I snarl.
"Uh, uh, uh, uh..." You babble.
"Shut up, slave, and put your hands on top of your head," Igrowl.
You wonder how such a sweet looking thing like me can takesuch command over you instead of the other way around. I tossyour shirt at you from behind and order you to put it on. I thencome up behind you and attach a heavy leather belt around yourwaist and buckle it in back with the click of a padlock. I thenbuckle leather bonds to your wrists and padlock them to the ringson their respective sides of the belt. To finish off the packageI attach a collar around your neck and lock it into place with alittle silver lock. I take you to a full length mirror so youcan admire yourself.
I can tell you like what you see because your cock isstanding straight out and jiggling away. "Slave, lay on thefloor on your back!" I command.
You have a bit of trouble but you manage it without damagingthe goods. I then straddle your head so you can see right up myshort miniskirt. I ask you what you see. You reply blackpanties. I tell you they are black leather panties complete withlittle cilia inside tickling my lips and twat. I tell you thatwhenever I walk, sit, or even move my lower body, those littlecilia do their little dirty work on me. I tell you that somedayyou will have the privilege to remove those panties and take overfor those little cilia but until that time you must prove to methat you are as good as those little cilia. Since obviouslyhousework isn't your speciality, I expect you to have aspeciality which will make my home life easer PLUS be able tohave my house perfectly clean or else your little friend betweenyour legs will never know what is under these panties.
I stand away from you and order you on your stomach. Again,you have difficulty but only slightly damage the goods because itkept getting in the way. You finally get into position with yourdick hanging between your spread legs. I unlock the belt andwrist cuffs. I then order you to your feet. You stand before melooking so crestfallen because you're not getting any pussytonight.
"Aww, poor baby. Just to encourage good behaviour, I wantyou to hold me close," I purr. I put my arms around you with onehand firmly grasping your ass while you slip one hand under mytop while the other pats my buttocks. We kiss passionately as wetrade tounges and our lips lock. I'm so busy kissing you andfeeling your ass that I don't feel your hand sliding down my assand pull up slightly on my skirt and then tickle the crotch of mypanties.
"YOW!!" I squeal, jumping away from you but falling on myface because your hand got caught in my hem. "Why you dirtylittle boy! I'll show you!" I laughingly scream. I order you upagainst the wall on your back. I get out a sheer condom and abig, fluffy feather.
I put the condom on you and then tell you that I'm gonnashow you how that felt. I take the feather and tickle your cock.We're both laughing to tears as you and your cock jiggleviolently while I'm tickling your friend. When you finally cum,I remove and dispose of the cum filled condom as you lean againstthe wall to rest. When I return I have regained most of mycomposure and only have a big grin on my face.
"You are so beautiful and wonderful, Mistress," you saywhile giving your cock a rubdown.
"Get out," I exclaim.
"What?"
"Get out. Don't forget to come back tomorrow with cleaningskills and some other domestic skill."
"What about my pants and this collar?" you whine, yourlaughter ceased.
"I have to punish you somehow. Your punishment is to go homepantless and wearing a dog collar. Be thankful I don't make yougo home totally naked with you hands cuffed in front of you."
"Yes, Mistress," you say heading for the door. But justbefore you go over the threshold, I decide that maybe you shouldgo totally naked. You take off your shirt and head out to yourcar and go home.
"Yeah, see you tomorrow, Slave," I snarl to myself. Sorry this is so long but I typed it offline and I just got carried away.I probably could have conserved space by adding more lines per section but Iforgot how many lines per message so I assumed 25. I hope you liked it andcame.
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