The Lesson

"Put them away. NOW" She spat. The new ball gag and flail whip were stuffed into my overnight bag. "Faster slut" She said "I'll count down". When She reached zero and I had still not finished, She became more angry. By the time I had lain next to Her, She had reached -7. She grabbed my hair and forced my gaze to meet Hers. "When I tell you to do something, you do it immediately slut. That was not immediately. For every second you took over, you will recieve a severe punishment when we return home". Then She told me to close my eyes while She silently mind fucked Her property, slapping me hard across the face. When She had satisfied Her lust for pain. She bit down hard on the end of my nose, so hard that it brought tears to my eyes. "And unless you were wondering" She whispered "This was NOT your punishment". So I wait, I know it is coming, I don't know what it is. All I can hope is that when it does come I will be able to take everything She wants to give me.


Hers

Sleepers Awake

My night began in the same way it always does. My Mistress put me to bed, locking me into my collar. As the padlock clicked shut I felt an overwhelming sense of security and ownership. Mistress kissed my forehead and gave my nipple a tweak (it was already sore from the chains She had hung from it for 2 minutes earlier that evening). She bade me goodnight and I settled down for what I thought would be an undisturbed night of sleep. I couldn't have been more wrong.

I was awoken from my dreams of Her by the sound of a soft click as the latch on my door was unlocked. I spun round to see my Mistress framed in the light spilling through the doorway. She didn't say a word to me as She quickly crossed the room and climbed into bed beside me. Removing the covers, She proceeded to give Her property an errection, She honoured me by taking my cock into Her mouth. When I was suitably hard for Her, She looked me in the eye and then spat the taste of cock all over me. She told me that I was disgusting and that She expected me to clean Her cock regularly to be ready for Her use.

Then She stripped off Her clothes and climbed onto me, inserting me into Herself. It was dry and it hurt at first, but I dare not complain. After all, it would soon become wet as the pleasure of using Her favorite toy overcame Her. She bounced up and down, moaning silently with pleasure. This turned me on greatly. She told me that She was tired and that I was to penetrated Her from above. I obliged, I was a willing puppet, a toy with no will of my own. After a few good thrusts She forced my head down, no words were spoken, but it was obvious what She wanted from me. It was time to suck. I went down and worshipped Her pussy like a good little fuckslut. It didn't take Her long to cum, and as She was, She instructed me to penetrate Her again. This time She was dripping wet, I thrust into Her, giving myself. The feeling and the sound of a woman cumming underneath me was too much and I begged permission to cum. She said I could. Seconds later I surged inside Her. When I was done, which was a considerably long time later, She told me to clean up my mess. I hate doing this. But I could not say no. So I did, licking Her pussy for the second time that night, the taste of myself filled my mouth and made me gag. But my love for Her made me choke it down. When I was done She intructed me to lie next to Her and She held me. I melted into Her arms, absorbing everything that was Her.

That night She honoured me by sleeping next to me till the morning. I am a lucky slut indeed.


Hers

Of Foreign Lands and People

So why has it been so long? there are many reasons. Two months ago, Mistress was gracious enough to allow Her slave to move in with Her. For the past few months I have been too caught up in the lifestyle of being Hers to really be able to do anything else. I have also begun a new job, which takes up so much of my time.

Since I was last with you, I have made the biggest move of my life. From the North to the South. Sounds like a small move? Its not. Its a different country down here, so far from the rolling hills of Yorkshire that I love, so far from everything I know. But so close to the Woman for whom I would do anything. The Woman who owns everything that makes me what I am. I can't tell you how happy it makes me to sleep at night knowing that when I wake up I will see Her. It strengthens Her hold on me when I present my naked body to Her every day for Her inspection, amusement and, should she feel so inclined, usage. Because of the closeness of our living arrangements, She has become even more in control of my life. Even as I sit here and write this, I can feel the sharpness of a rope restraining my body, binding it to Her will. Its also allowed me to become more of a slave to Her in other areas. The kitchen is the main one here, it is always a pleasure to cook for my Mistress. To provide Her with whatever dish She wants that day. We have to be careful what with our other housemates that we do nothing that would let them know. It is my duty as Her slave to keep annonymity at all times, to avoid showing Her up. But whenever we have the house to ourselves, She can let Her true darkside out and unleash pain, pleasure, humiliation, whatever She wants, I am not the one to say.

I have missed you, I have no idea who you are, I would love to read your comments and to know your thoughts on my writing. But until then, I remain ever yours and Forever Hers.

Sleeping Beauty

“Off to bed now slut.” Her words cut through me like a hot knife through butter.

“Yes Mistress,” I reply with my eyes lowered out of respect and fear.

“As you’ve been a good slut today, I’ll even tuck you in,” She said.

This is the affectionate way She describes putting me to bed. When I have finished brushing my teeth and everything else I need to do before bed, I report to my Mistress’ room where She first inspects Her slut’s naked body. If I have been a good slut, She does this with a gentle, caressing hand, softly rolling her fingers over every inch of my skin, lovingly smoothing Her hand over my body. She always finishes by caressing the side of my cheek, trailing Her fingers across my mouth to tease my eager kissing lips. I long to pull into Her, to smell Her lovely scent and breathe in Her power, but I know that I must wait for Her signal.

If I have been a bad slut, Mistress trails Her hand over my body, but She may choose to hurt me in little ways. Like gently tug or press on the new nipple piercing I had suffered at her pleasure several days before, scratch the welts on my ass or back with Her sharp nails, or slap my face a couple of times before moving on to other light punishments. This is mostly for my own humiliation, but also because She loves to see me powerless and vulnerable before Her.

Next She will instruct me to climb into Her bed, where She fastens a collar around my neck with a chain attached to the grill at the head of the mattress. The click of the padlock tells me that there is now no escape until morning. I love the sound and feel of the metal clinking around my neck and the bed. It gives me an extra sense of safety and security the likes of which I have never before felt.

According to Her whim, she may chain my hands and feet as well, but on this occasion She did not. As She climbs into bed next to me I lie there wondering what lies ahead for me in the night's journey. Sometimes I am woken softly in the night as my Mistress caresses my erection and then climbs aboard. I love the feel of her body against mine, and although I am being taken, I live to be used.

She switches off the main light and the room is basked in an uneven yellow glow from the bedside lamp. I feel Her arms wrap tightly around me as She squeezes me. “I love you slut, and I’m proud to own you”. I feel joy welling up inside of me. Nothing makes me happier than to know that She loves me. “I love you too Mistress.” There were so many things I could say, so many things that I wanted to say. But now was not the time. Now was the time to sleep, wrapped in Her protection.

All this makes me sure with all of my heart and soul that I am truly Hers. Her slut. Her possession. Her toy.

Forever.

The Dinner

I went out for dinner to celebrate my sister's engagement tonight, we went to the pizza hut in town with our parents and her new fiance. As I sat there, I was painfully aware that I smelled like a filthy little whore.

Here's why, for the last week or so I have been under punishment from Mistress for orgasming without permission. Today my punishment was over and Mistress used me as She used to for Her pleasure. She made me fuck Her hard, I was not allowed to cum as usual but I was to keep going for as long as I could without it slipping away. When She decided it was time, She told me to go in Her mouth. I am still unsure of what I did to deserve this honour, but She let me cum inside Her mouth. I still feel so happy that She gave me this gift even now as I write this.

After I came inside Her, She made me finish Her off with my hands. I was told to tease Her and let and orgasm build up before stopping and letting it fade away again. I did this a few times and watched the frustration intermingled with the pleasure that fell across Her face, growing in intensity each time. For the final part of Her pleasure, I went back inside Her and fucked Her hard again. And She came. When I was ready to cum again I begged Her permission, which She denied for what seemed like an eternity before letting me spray all over the bed sheet. I looked up. She smiled at me, grabbed my hair and forced my head down to the bed. “Clean up your mess slut” She told me, and I at once started to lick the cum off the sheet until it was clean. “I'm done with you now fucktoy, go get a breath mint”.

So that is how I came to be sitting in pizza hut hoping that nobody else recognised the smell. But also secretly hoping that they would and that they would know what a slut I was for my Mistress.

Frustration

I have been very bad. I failed my Mistress' test. I know that I will be punished later for what I did. Mistress chose to use me today by sexually teasing me. By this I mean that She brought me to the point of orgasm over and over again and did not let me cum. Because of my weakness I was only able to stand this 7 times before an orgasm slipped away from me. I felt the rush up my shaft as cum oozed out and dripped onto my stomach. I could tell by the look in my Mistress' eyes that She was very angry with me for stealing from Her. I apologised profusely but She didn't want to hear it.

After the flow was finished, Mistress began scooping up the cum with Her finger and shoving it into my mouth. I was nearly sick many times as the horrible cold liquid passed my tongue, but She kept shovelling it in. When I had eaten it all, I was sent to the bathroom to wash my mouth out with soap and brush my teeth. I know that this process will be repeated later on today. I hope that I will be able to stand it longer then.

By The Lakeside

Last night I took my slave out for a night on the town.

he was reluctant to go, but I ordered that we went to Wetherspoon's in town and had a two-course meal.

After the meal, I decided that we would go up to the reservoirs and have sex in the back of the car. slave did not want to do this as he was ashamed of being seen naked and engaged in sex with his Mistress in public. For me, it only added to the excitement. As we drove nearer and nearer our chosen spot, I could feel myself getting wet with anticipation, and I looked over to my slave to see the fear in his eyes.

We stopped at a selected spot, and night was just falling. As I ordered my slave to strip, a couple of cars passed by; their headlights illuminating the inside of the cabin. slave was getting very nervous, but he managed to work up an erection and I climbed aboard, eagerly riding my Dildo.

The back of the car was uncomfortable and cars seemed to be passing every few seconds. I could tell my fucktoy was getting restless, so I ordered him to stop and fuck me from a different angle. I spread my legs and took him inside me, pressing his ass into me. slave was close to cumming, something that I had forbidden him from doing, so I made him stop and then ordered him to masturbate me until I came.

Luckily I did, so I then ordered him to get dressed and we returned home immediately, leaving slave frustrated and Mistress satisfied.

Just the way it should be.

~ MISTRESS