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Revenge Pt. 02 Day 02: Her View

I awoke and stretched enjoying the feel of the sheets against my skin. As I straightened my leg I felt my foot bump against something and looking down see he was fast asleep, his face right against my foot. I'll be damned, I was sure he couldn't manage to stay that way all night. Of course he didn't even budge when I basically kicked him in the face so I was pretty sure it hadn't been that easy to accomplish.

The urge to pee was strong so I got up, grabbed my toiletries bag and headed to the bathroom. I glanced back and he did not move at all. As I passed through the living room I let my left hand pass through the cascade of plants from above. This was my second favorite room in the house. The large open space with the living plants and the hard woods made it feel exotic and cozy at the same time. Needed to spend time here soon.

After relieving the pressure on my bladder I turned on the shower and stripped. Was good to get the hose off. I loved the effect they had on him, but wearing hose overnight made my legs itch. After a good scratch I noted steam coming from the shower. I grabbed my razor and stepped in.

Even his shower was amazing. The head was at least a foot across and the water cascaded out of it in many tiny jets which combined to feel amazing on my skin. It was all done in real stone tiles at least 2 foot across and they warmed against my feet so quickly I suspected heaters below. Three people could show at once if they were friendly. I took my time enjoying the heat as I thought about the day ahead.

I had spent the previous month making plans, but honestly I was running on short supply now. I had spent too much time replaying the same ideas over and over. I had a one long shot lined up, but I needed more material to make it to sunset. It suddenly occurred to me that if he was still asleep when I got back to the room, he was going to need to pee. That gave me an idea. A devilishly good idea that involved some righteous vengeance.

I quickly turned off the shower and grabbed a towel. It was cream colored, thick, soft and easily the most amazing towel I had ever used. If he didn't live so far from the city I would seriously consider a commute to work. This was a slice of heaven.

Once dry I walked naked back through the living room carrying the damp towel. I padded as quietly as I could on bare feet up the steps and looked over the edge. He was still fast asleep on the couch in the exact position I had left him in. I crept across the room and gently lifted the sheet verifying he had morning wood. I smiled feeling devilish. It is good to own a man.

With one hand I whipped the sheet off and shoved him so that he was laying on his back and with the other I tossed the damp towel over his face before he could get more than a flash of my naked body.

"Good morning my slave." I said straddling him with my naked ass on his stomach. "Bet you need to pee don't you?" I said in a teasing voice.

"Yes mistress." he replied.

"You remember when you used to love tickling me in the morning when I needed to pee?" I asked raking my nails very lightly on his ribs causing him to jump and gasp. "Today I get my revenge for that. Tuck your hands under your ass." I lifted my weight up so he could raise slightly and he obediently put his hands palm down under his ass and lowered down on them.

Rather than sitting on his stomach I moved down and slid his erection inside me. I was very wet and enjoyed how smoothly he slid inside. I wiggled my hips a bit settling in and tightened my legs against his body.

"On a scale of one to ten, how bad do you need to pee?" I inquired.

"Seven mistress." he responded in a slightly strained voice. I wiggled my hips again and gave those ribs another tickle, longer this time; but not as long as he had coming.

"If you are going to lose control you better give me plenty of warning." I said. "If you pee inside me the punishment will be far more severe than anything you have seen so far."

"Yes mistress." he replied obediently in a groaning voice.

I clamped down with my legs as hard as I could and tore into his ribs. His body bucked uncontrollably as I teased the tender skin. I had always hated being on the receiving end of this treatment, but I could now see the appeal. My desire built as he began gasping for air and I gave him a moment's respite to reached over for the remote. I flipped on the vibration of his man-ipulator at a medium setting. I gasped myself as the vibrations passed through his shaft directly into my g spot.

His breath was coming back to normal, but he was squirming under me in a fashion I thought would be the pee pee dance if he were standing up.

"One to ten now?" I asked raking my nails across his ribs very lightly.

"Nine mistress" came the strained response. "Maybe 9.5."

"Just a couple minutes longer now, you can handle that for me can't you?" I said as I used my legs to lift and lower myself in slow strokes enjoying the sensations of his vibrating shaft sliding inside me.

He moaned in a I really need to pee sort of way, and I felt his body tighten as he shortened his breaths and through clenched teeth responded. "Yes mistress."

I flipped the vibration to max and let his ribs have it again. I was a little nervous he might lose control, but not so much so that I wasn't going to enjoy this moment. When we dated the one cruel thing he did was trap my feet in the morning and tickle them without letting me pee. He deserved this and besides, it was really fun. I can see why he did it and if you get the chance you should try it.

My legs clamped down even tighter and my body gave involuntary jerks causing a stroking action inside and I lost control of the remote dropping it to the floor. That was bad I thought, the vibration was now far too intense and I couldn't get enough control of my body to lift completely free of him.

After three failed attempts to get up and off I realized I could just lean a bit and slide forward. As his vibrating tip exited I was so sensitive I screamed. Once free I snagged the remote from the floor and punched the off button, collapsing onto his chest..

"Ten mistress, TEN!" he said urgently as I lay there.

I slid off to lay beside him saying "Remain still" in a stern voice.

He stopped breathing and his body was tight as a board. I chuckled and decided against any additional tickling. I slowly sat up and stood my legs still wobbly post orgasm.

"Close your eyes." I commanded. Without waiting for a response I took the towel off and wrapped it around my naked body. His eyes were closed as requested and he was trembling with the urgency to pee.

"You may now go pee and get cleaned up." I said. He opened his eyes struggling a moment to get his hands out from under himself, then stood and took short urgent steps across the room. "Make sure you wear a tie." I called to his lovely retreating ass.

"Yes mistress." he called back without slowing.

When the top of his head disappeared from site I folded the sheets and opened my bags pulling out the selection of clothing I had brought. I had a lot of clothes for a two day stay, but I had hoped to let him select an outfit and packed accordingly. I figured owning a slave came with the responsibility to take care of them.

On the far right I organized the undergarments including hose. Next to that I lined up several pairs of jeans and dress slacks. Then skirts, blouses, and finally two dresses. Not a walk in closet, but a decent selection.

I then considered the shoe boxes. I had brung six pairs of shoes and boots total, but really wanted to wear one that he made for me. They were far more comfortable than the any I had. After a moments consideration I sighed and set all of them neatly in front of the couch. He had won a bet and it seemed only fair to fully honor it.

That done I cinched the towel a little tighter and headed toward the kitchen for coffee.

I was just taking my first sip of coffee when he strolled in. He wore a sleek looking black shirt which fit him perfectly, accentuating the shoulders and chest. It had short sleeves pulled slightly snug over his biceps and was tapered to his waist where he tucked it in and cinched it down leather belt that had gorgeous silver hardware. His wide shoulders and narrow waist made a very impressive V shape. The slacks were black straight legged with that expensive look to them and his shoes were black leather with silver eyelets for the laces which matched the silver of his belt buckle. The solid black outfit made the red silk tie stand out and I instantly had a desire to hold it.

I sat my coffee down on the counter and hopped up to sit beside it with my bare legs and feet dangling out of the towel. "Come over here." I said.

"Yes mistress."

When he got close I snagged the tie pulling him in close and wrapped my legs around him. I held the tie in my left hand and slid my right up and down the rich material enjoying the feel. I just loved a man's tie. "I've always thought tie's were designed to be a leash. A symbolic showing that women are in charge." I said as I adjusted the knot at his throat. "Wouldn't you agree?"

He swallowed and replied "Yes mistress."

I pulled him down and kissed him hard on the lips. He moaned with desire and his tongue flicked out licking my lips as I let him go. That pulled a moan unexpectedly from me and I held very firmly onto the tie kissing him long and deep as I rubbed my shin against his crotch. The slacks material felt even better than the sheets or towel. He had a long horny day ahead of him, I thought smiling and releasing his tie.

"Grab some coffee and join me in the sunroom." I said hopping off the counter and snagging my coffee. As I walked away I called over my shoulder "Oh and we are calling it the treehouse from now on."

"As you wish mistress." he called back.

When he arrived with a steaming cup of java, I was sitting on the couch. I pointed to the floor at my feet. He obediently moved to the spot and I told him to kneel and rub my feet. I wasn't wearing hose yet, but I was still very clean. He took a sip of coffee sitting his cup on the floor and sat cross legged obediently lifting my foot and working his thumbs into the ball below my big toe.

I've had many foot rubs in my life, I like dress shoes and I get men to rub my sore feet. At least I thought I had many, but it turns out I was wrong. No one before apparently had a clue what they were doing. He slowly worked into each joint of the foot loosening and stretching until I wanted to purr. We finished our coffee and sat like that for a half hour until both my feet felt better than they had in.... well maybe in forever. I certainly couldn't remember a time when they didn't ache from the abuse of carrying me around. Not to mention the hours of dancing for fitness or fun.

"Mmm." I said smiling and pulled my foot from his magic hands. "That was heavenly, but I am starving. Pick an outfit for me to wear and let's hit the road."

"Yes mistress."

Without a moment's hesitation he selected black bra, no panties, black Silken Mist hose in full size, not the thigh highs I anticipated, a pair of jeans, a black satin top with sheer panels that fell below the waistline and the new boots he made for me. Then he surprised me by opening my small bag of jewelry and picking out a pair of silver dangly ear rings and a matching necklace with a small ruby that matched his tie. His selections coordinated with his outfit right down to the silver and red highlights. I adored his attention to detail.

I considered making him close his eyes, but decided to let him watch as I got dressed. I wasn't twenty, or even thirty, any longer and I wanted to see if he admired my current body. It was harder to drop the towel than I expected, fearful of seeing disappointment on his face. He looked me up and down with an expression I could only describe as bedroom eyes. I flushed slightly and started putting on clothing to cover.

As I zipped the last boot up I asked "So where do we have breakfast around here?"

"Normally I make breakfast, but there is a nice country restaurant halfway to the city. I thought we could go there and continue on to the mall for some shopping if you like?" he looked at me questioning "My treat of course mistress."

"I didn't win that bet." I said tilting my head and looking at him.

"No you did not, but I see no reason we couldn't shop anyway." he replied as we headed down the steps toward the front door.

"So what type of budget are we thinking of for this shopping?" I asked as he opened the front door for me. I normally wasn't greedy, but I did love clothes and he did seem to have sufficient funds.

"My card has a fifty thousand dollar limit, so somewhere near there mistress." he replied.

I nearly tripped. Exactly how wealthy was he now? Basically an unlimited clothes shopping day ahead. I had never done that. I had never even dreamed I could do that. You shop, find something you like, save for it or go in debt for it, then enjoy the hell out of it. I was so shocked at the concept I didn't notice the limo at first.

A mid size black limo was idling in the driveway with a well dressed elderly gentleman holding the back door open for us. He had on the black uniform with the drivers hat, a big smile, and a greying beard trimmed neatly.

I was an awkward teen who didn't make it to prom. I had never been in a limo and had always wanted to. I smiled thanking the driver and stepped into the luxurious massive interior. It was a small room with a wraparound couch only interrupted by the doors and a mini bar. Opaque glass separated the rear from the driver.

I sat down and ran my hands over the plush material of the limo seating. He climbed in and the door closed. He looked at me questioningly and I contemplated the situation.

"How long is the drive to our breakfast location?"

"About thirty minutes." he replied.

Oh really I thought. "About thirty minutes what?" I said looking at him meaningfully.

He blushed bright red glancing at the glass and responded "About thirty minutes mistress".

He was embarrassed and that was going to be fun I thought. "Just enough time for you to finish my foot rub." I said indicating a spot for him to sit. I leaned back as he carefully removed my boots and resumed rubbing. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the ride.

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Six hours later found us with our second arm load of bags entering the Victoria's Secret store. I headed directly for the hosiery department and began handing him items from the shelves. He placed each in the shopping bag without comment obviously enjoying himself.

As I was pulling out drawers of panties which I wanted to get his opinion on an employee came over to see if we needed assistance. Her name tag read Trinity, one of my favorite names; but she was at least thirty so much too old to be named for the movie character.

"Do you need any assistance?" she inquired with a warm smile giving the packages he carried an appraising look. She was cute. Nearly six feet tall with a slender build and long straight dark hair. I hadn't teased him in hours and this was the perfect location.

The store was surprisingly dead so I held up two pair of panties and asked "Which do you prefer?" as I looked him square in the eyes.

He blushed fiercely red but responded without hesitation "The dark green pair, mistress."

Trinity looked a little shocked, then flushed slightly and said "Really?"

I nodded with a smile as I placed the selected panties into the shopping bag. "Indeed." I said.

She looked at him admiringly then back at me "Good for you!". She drew out the you sounding honestly admiring. I took a closer look at her and realized she was like me. I pulled out the remote and buzzed it once casually causing him to jump.

She made a little O shape with her mouth and flushed slightly. He was a furious shade of red but didn't object in any way.

"Would you hold this for me a moment?" I asked offering her the remote. Both of their eyes grew really large. She glanced at him, then the remote and finally around the store. Swallowing she took the proffered remote. "That little gray button toggles vibration." I said as it entered her hand.

Without hesitation she pressed the button and giggled at the vibration sound and slight jump then toggled it off.

"Nice shoes." I told her and she obligingly looked down shifting one foot forward. She wore sheer hose which must be Victoria's Secret and a pair of 5" heels. She was perfect for what I had in mind and I could tell he found her attractive. I know for a fact no girl wears those shoes to work unless she was hoping to be noticed by someone.

"Let me guess, " I said "you expected to see a man today and he either didn't show or didn't show interest?"

She looked at me a little stunned. "How did you know that?"

"I know from experience you don't wear shoes that uncomfortable to work in unless there is some man you want to notice you. And you didn't have the demeanor of someone who lined up a date today."

"I did not." she said with a resentful tone.

"Feels good holding the remote doesn't it?" I asked her.

She blushed a little glancing around the store again. "It does." she said quietly. "It really really does." She pressed the button leaving it on for a few seconds looking at me to see if I objected.

I motioned for her to hand it back. She flipped it off and handed it back looking a bit longingly at him.

"The mall is about to close" I said "Why don't you come back home with us for an hour or two? You could get a foot rub while we talk."

He stopped breathing and looked very nervous, while Trinity's eyes widened in surprise. She swallowed looking nervous as well, but also excited.

"I don't know." she said.

"I would let you use the remote while you are getting the foot rub." I tossed in.

Her eyes lit a little and she looked longingly at my slave. She nodded "Okay. Sure."

Fifteen minutes later we loaded the new shopping bags into the trunk and climbed into the back of the limo. I had him open a bottle of wine and pour us both a glass then motioned for him to lay on the floor.

He complied instantly with a quick "Yes mistress." He still looked nervous, but had stopped blushing every he called me mistress in front of someone.

I leaned over and took off his tie then rolled him over positioned so that his head was just below Trinity's feet. I used the tie to bind his wrists behind his back then took my seat resting my boots one on either side of his hands.

Trinity looked uncertain. "You can put your heels on top of his head or rest them on the floor next to his face where he will smell them. Whichever you wish." I said.

She opted for tucking them under his nose then took a large drink of wine. "He just lets you do this to him?"

"He loves serving me." I replied.

"He loves smelling my stinky nylons?" she asked with obvious doubt.

"Actually he really does love that. Bare stinky feet he hates, hosed stinky feet he is slave too." I shrugged. "Sometimes you just need to accept the reality of a man and not question the why of who he is. Men are just too weird to rationalize."

She laughed. "Isn't that the truth!" She leaned back deciding to rest her heels on his back. She took another drink. "And the discomfort of my heels in his back?" she asked after a few quiet minutes.

"That probably isn't as enjoyable, but he doesn't mind a little suffering for his mistress." I replied noting her stiletto heel resting with the weight of her legs. He would tell me if the pain grew too great.

We spent the remainder of the ride discussing our work lives, and were just beginning to dig into the men who treated us badly at work when we pulled into the drive. As I leaned over to untie him he winced slightly and I noted that Trinity had put a little weight into the heels on his back. The angry look on her face had another man in mind for the treatment, but she didn't mind the substitute. I smiled and exited the car when the door opened.
Trinity followed and walked beside me toward the front door admiring the house. "Yours?" she asked.

"No his." I replied.

"Wow!" she said drawing out the word and looking at me appreciatively. "All the time?" she queried.

It took me a moment to realize if she was asking if he was always my slave. "Oh, no. I have him until midnight tonight this time."

"Ahh" she said. He had left instructions for the driver to wait, and drive Trinity home before he called it an evening; but caught us just as we entered the house. "Is it a regular schedule, one time thing?"

"More wine slave." I commanded walking toward the treehouse. Trinity came up the steps behind me and took in the room and the view.

"No regular schedule, but I feel confident I can arrange it when I desire." I said.

"Wow!" she repeated looking in amazement across the sea of tree tops. "You are my hero."

"Thank you." I replied "But honestly I was just very lucky in discovering this."

"Why did you invite me?" she asked with a puzzled look.

I looked toward the steps uncertain when he would arrive with the wine. "I'll explain that once we have him properly positioned. Please have a seat in the chair and rest your legs on the footstool. It is the most relaxing position for a massage."

She complied and started to take off the shoes. "No leave them on. You will love the response you get from him when he smells you as the come off. Well...at least I love it." She gave me a pensive look but left the heels on.

"You know my feet really want out of these?" she said.

"Trust me." I replied.

He arrived with glasses and a new bottle of wine from which he carefully poured for us. "You have a bluetooth headset for music?" I asked him.

"Yes mistress." he responded. We both sipped our wine as we watched him hurry to fetch the items.

"He has a really great ass." she said obviously a little tipsy.

I giggled surprising myself. I was also a little tipsy. "I know, right?"

She told me about her district manager always groping her by accident. We commiserated over how terrible men were as we waited sipping wine.

When he returned I stood beside the footstool and gave him instructions. "For tonight only you will obey Trinity as you obey me. You will call her mistress as well. You have my permission to enjoy her, I will not get jealous. Now sit down so you may begin her foot rub."

"Yes mistress." he responded.

I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the look of desire he had as his face came near her heels. She was younger than me with better skin and had the long model build. I forced those thoughts aside, I had good reasons for doing this. At least I hoped I had a good reason for doing this.

I looked over the headset and mp3 player nodding to Trinity that she could take over now. She looked at me with big eyes and asked "I can really command him?" she asked me.

"Please enjoy yourself, he certainly is." I said tousling his hair.

She looked uncertain for a moment longer then looked at him. "You are having fun?" she asked.

He looked at me then her and responded "Yes mistress."

"And you are okay having me be your mistress too?" she asked.

"Yes mistress."

She slid down a little so her heels practically touched his face and all hesitation was gone as she said "Take off my heels, gently".

"Yes mistress." he responded sounding eager and making me wrestle with jealousy again.

I focused on the headset testing to make sure it was connected then looked through playlists for one I thought appropriate to the situation. I selected one labeled Enigma as I let her grow accustomed to the role.

When I looked up he was placing her heels neatly beside the chair as he always did for me. "Rest your chin on the footstool." she commanded. She had a real knack for this and was obviously enjoying herself already. The hesitation completely gone.

"Yes mistress." he complied and I watched as she wrapped her black hosed feet tightly around his nose.

"Deep inhale through the nose." she commanded

He took a deep breath. She couldn't see from her angle but I saw his erection come to full bloom. I gave her a quick thumbs up and she blushed.

"Would you like to lick?" she asked him.

"No mistress." he responded

She giggled and gave a perfect devilish grin. I wondered if she had practiced in the mirror like I had. I also wondered if she even remembered I was in the room. She was going to be better at this than I.

"Lick all the way up each arch planting a big kiss on the ball of the foot." she said.

"Yes mistress." he responded as he wrapped one of his hands around each of her feet, stuck out his tongue and leaned in to the right foot doing a very impressive job of the task assigned. He repeated it with the left foot and I decided it was time to chat.

"Begin her foot rub. Feel free to enjoy yourself, but no orgasm." I said placing the headset over his ears and pressing play.

"Yes mistress." he said and began probing her right foot and working the joint below her big toe with his thumbs. She inhaled in surprise and exhaled slowly looking like her world had changed.

I laughed and set on the couch resting my still booted feet on the footstool as well. He looked at my boots then up at me smiling without every stopping the work on her foot.

"Amazing isn't it?" I asked her, double checking to make sure the volume was high enough he couldn't hear us.

"Oh my God yes!" she replied.

"He will find every bit of tension, ache or pain in both feet and eliminate them like magic." I told her.

"You said I could hold the remote?" she said looking at me hopefully. I laughed and handed it to her.

"No pressing the red button." I said. "That gives a punishment shock and I only want to use that sparingly so it never loses the fear factor."

She smiled at it like a kid opening presents on Christmas day. Then did her oh my God face again moaning lightly as he hit just the right spot with just the right pressure in her foot.

"Thank you for this." she said. "Did you send him to a class or something?"

"No. I was every bit as surprised as you. He can just do that, like a superpower."

She smiled at me then turned on the vibration sliding slowly up to max watching him carefully. He began taking short panting breaths but continued his steady work on her foot. She slid it down to the lowest setting but left it on.

"On the bottom right set the little dial to three." I told her.

She did so asking "What does that do?"

"It will snug up the cock ring so he will not orgasm easily. I want to get him as excited as possible for what comes next." I told her.

"That could happen just from the vibration?" she asked.

I shrugged "Possibly not just vibration, but with the foot rub it absolutely can and has."

We both took a sip of our wine and I let her enjoy the foot rub in silence for a bit.

"You want to tell me why I am here?" she asked.

I smiled at her and replied. "A few reasons actually. One selfish and two altruistic. I noticed your look when you realized our positions in the store and it was obvious you liked the idea. Have you had a slave before?"

"I have not. I like to imagine scenarios with an ex from time to time."

I laughed "I completely know that feeling! Second I could tell those shoes were killing your feet and after discovering his magic powers I felt compelled to show him off."

We both looked at him as he focused on the massage. She lifted her free foot placing the toes over his nose. He obliged by inhaling deeply. She slid it down to his lips and he kissed. She flipped off the vibration and a little tension went out of his shoulders.

"He is too good to be true. I'd never have believed if I hadn't seen... well seen this". she pointed at him smiling and working her foot. His nose close to her hosed foot and a look of bliss on his face.

"Thank you." I said.

"No, thank you!" she told me.

"Then to the selfish reason." I said.

"First I need to know if you would want to use him on your own if you could."

"Really?!" She said looking surprised and obviously excited. "Wow, I would; though if I were you I don't think I would share even this much."

I smiled at her. "He says he loves me and I definitely love him. I need to know if he really loves me or if it is just about the game for him. When he gets done with your feet I would like to give you thirty minutes alone with him. Try to convince him to have you over during the week when I am in the city?" I said with a question in my tone.

"And you would be okay if I actually did that?" she asked in response.

"If he accepts then it is the game for him. I really want him to love me but if it is just a game then I could share with you." I responded. "So you up for that?"

She looked at me for a long moment like she was searching for the right answer. When she looked away she lifted her foot to be kissed again and replied "Yes, yes I would be very much up for that." I could see desire in her eyes.

"No giving him an orgasm. Leave the cock ring setting alone." I told her.

"Any other restrictions?" she asked.

I looked at her thinking. I really wanted to restrict her, but I also really wanted to know the truth. "No, other than that he is all yours for a half hour." I said feeling my guts tie in knots.

"You absolutely certain? I will go at it full out." she told me.

I just nodded in response. We sat in silence for another twenty minutes finishing the bottle of wine. As I took my last sip I stood, and showed her my smart phone with a thirty minute timer displaying. "I will be close enough to hear. No orgasms and if he says the word thundercat the game is over. There are restraints close at hand if you want to tie him up." I pressed the start button on the timer and made a hasty retreat to the stairs.

I stopped when I was deep in the shadows of the stairwell, but if I leaned back so I could see the events unfold above. What? I didn't say I wouldn't monitor things.

She had already taken his headphones off and commanded him to strip. He started doing the slow unbutton action I enjoy and she snapped. "Faster!" and triggered the punishment button causing him to yelp and strip in record time just tossing the crumpled clothes under the couch. He stood before her in nothing but the man-ipulator and she slid up onto the footstool to play for a moment with his balls. I could see her toying with the structure of the device in interest. I really didn't care for another woman touching him that way.

"Grab your restraints and set them up so I can secure you spread eagle on the floor face up parallel to the couch."

"Yes mistress" he replied and moved with haste.

She unbuttoned her blouse as she watched him moving quickly for the restraints. He was tieing ropes in the correct positions to accomplish the assignment when she tossed her blouse across the top of the couch and said "Hurry my pet."

"Yes mistress." he finished tying the second location and sprinted to the third.

She undid her pants taking them off and tossing them as carelessly as she had the blouse. She slipped back into her heels and was digging into her purse as he sat in the proper position attaching the leather restraints to his ankles and wrists. I looked down at the timer which now read 26:33. She was certainly trying to get the most out of her thirty minutes.

She had matching pink bra and panties with a garter and black stockings. She was so slender and tall, likely six foot with the heels on. She looked incredibly sexy and classy at the same time. I looked back down at him and noted he had tied himself as much as possible so she could just tug the loose end of rope to take out the slack and secure the knots. He was looking at her lustfully which made me feel angry. She looked so good I began second guessing myself and realized I was biting my fist with anxiety.

"Just pull the ends of the ropes to tighten them down mistress." he told her.

She finally found what she was digging for in her purse and examined the situation. She carefully positioned his arms tightening one then the other repeating the process with each leg. Once he was snug she went back around and gave each one another firm jerk so that no slack existed and the cuffs likely cut into his flesh a bit. I frowned worrying about him, but held fast.

She stood with one leg on either side of his trapped body looking down at his face. "You are an absolute treasure." she said.

"Thank you mistress." he responded.

I looked at the timer, 23:01. I sighed quietly to myself.

She had dug her right heel into his chest "No speaking except to answer questions." she said. She leaned over and attached a small clip to each of his nipples then sat on the couch crossing her legs so that one heel dangled just above his chin.

"Do you find me sexy?" she asked.

"Yes mistress." he said with sincerity..

"Do you like being my slave?" she asked.

"Yes mistress." came the reply.

"You like the smell of my hosed feet?" she asked.

"I do mistress."

"If you weren't already owned when you came to the store today would you have accepted me as your owner?"

"Definitely mistress." The butterflies in my stomach grew ten sizes and I had to fight the urge to stop this. I also fought the urge to throw up.

"You know, your primary mistress told me she can only come on the weekends. I could come over some week evenings if you would like that." she said kicking off her shoe and covering his mouth with her foot. "Before you respond I want you to know I would be tough on you, but fair. If you are a good boy I would end the evening doing anything you wanted." She was rubbing her foot gently across his lips and I was beginning to think I was screwed. "And I do mean Absolutely. Anything. You. Desire." Why had I done this? I could have lived with not knowing. Not knowing beat the hell out of knowing he didn't love me.

"When I remove my foot, if the next words out of your mouth are yes mistress I will loosen your bonds slightly and spend the next fifteen minutes doing absolutely anything you wish me to." I nearly fell through the banister my eyes bulging. I held myself very still and watched as she kicked off her other shoe and placed her toes over his nose. "Deep breath." she said and he complied so fully I could hear the inhale.

With that she slid her foot off of his mouth and slid it across his chest and over his stomach until it touched the tip of his penis which she squeezed with her toes. "What do you say?" she asked.

"No mistress." he said softly and my jaw fell open. He really said no to that. My heart was racing and my palms were sweaty. Timer read 16:22.

She made a little tching noise shook her head and managed not to look disappointed. She stood removing her pink silken panties then sat down with her pussy lips directly on his mouth and his nose surely right in her asshole. My eyes bulged again and I imagine his did as well, though I couldn't see. 15:30

She reached down and made a small adjustment to the clamps on his nipples. "Nod if you can hear me." she said. "Good boy. I just set those clamps one setting tighter. I can tell you from past experience that one more setting is going to become pretty painful. Nod if you can breath."

She laughed. I couldn't tell if he could breath or not. I looked at the timer again, 14:33. How long had she been there? Could he breath? I should have placed more restrictions on her. As I decided I had to end this she lifted up just a little and I heard him gasping for air.

"I shall now ask you a second time. Will you allow me to come on a week evening and be your mistress? I promise it will be an amazing experience if you say yes."

"No mistress." came the muffled reply. She sat back down wiggling her ass. I imagined his nose actually inside her ass and started trembling. The timer was now at 13:10 and counting. Over half way. He would cancel out if he desired and I was becoming a little thrilled at his continued declining. Hell I would have trouble declining her performance and I never considered myself bi before.

She reached down again and made another adjustment to the clamps. Then she began grinding a bit against his face. I could hear him getting gasps of air as her weight shifted each stroke. 12:02

I could see her orgasm building and had to watch as she used him mercilessly. At 11:00 I told myself I would intervene at 10 if she was still allowing such little breathing and no speaking.

Just as I made that decision her orgasm took her and she made adorable little gasping noises. I felt certain my orgasm noises and face were not nearly so adorable. She stood and rubbed her hose foot down his body again squeezing the tip of his penis. "Tell me yes" she said.

"No mistress." came the reply. She gave a little hard stamp of her foot into his stomach knocking the wind out of him. 9:46 She sat down straddling his body and removed the clip from his right nipple. He inhaled sharply as the blood flow returned.

"Sensitive now isn't it?" she said.

"Yes it is mistress." he replied.

She held her fingers over it like she was ready to pinch. "Tell me yes!" she commanded.

"No mistress." he told her. She instantly pinched the over sensitized nipple making him scream slightly and whimper just a little. I looked at the timer, 8:30. I really wanted to stop this.

She adjusted the clip on the left nipple then pinched the right one again making him jerk. "I don't want to punish you so harshly, " she said sounding petulant "but if you don't behave I must. Now beg me to come be your mistress one night this week."

"No mistress." again.

She removed the left nipple clamp. "Beg me." she said fingers poised over him.

"No mistress."

She squeezed and kept squeezing causing his body to jerk against the restraints. Why doesn't he just tap out? I thought.

"Say yes." she said drawing out each word.

"No mistress, I love her" he said through gritted teeth. My heart melted and I looked at the timer 4:28.

She released the nipple and yelled. "You can come back." standing up. "You are truly amazing." she said looking down at him.

I waited a moment so it didn't seem like I was spying. Then came swiftly into the room, snagged the remote and gave her a look.

"What?" she said "You can't tell me you don't know for certain now. Did you hear what he said?"

She was right. I loosened the restraints and gently caressed the sore tissue around his nipples which seemed to relax him. She had her slacks back on and was buttoning the blouse. "When you get a slave of your own contact me and I will let you bring him over to learn foot massage technique."

She stopped and looked at me. "I think you have one of a kind here. I can't imagine I am going to find one for myself."

"I could help mistress." he said

We both looked at him and he gave a little shrug, which looked odd when bound as he was. "I know some places to make inquiries and Trinity is gorgeous. A little sadistic, but gorgeous and I am sure I could find her a couple possibilities."

"Really?" she asked in a hopeful voice.

"If mistress says it is okay." he responded.

"Of course it is okay."

"Oh thank you!" she exclaimed. "Is there anything more I can do for you two?" she asked.

"I think it is time for us to be alone" I told her. "I will contact you if he finds candidates for you to try out."

"I want big and strong like you are, and just as obedient as you." she told him. Then she leaned over kissing me on the cheek, "Thank you so much." She padded across the floor carrying her shoes and purse. I watched as her head disappeared and listened for the front door.

When she was gone I asked. "Are you angry with me?"

"No mistress." he replied sounding surprised..

I felt so guilty I began to cry. "I am sorry, I was just so worried that it was a game to you and I love you so much. I can't believe I let her hurt you that way. I will NEVER let anyone have you again unless I am present."
"Please don't cry mistress. No real damage was done, she was just..." he paused looking for the right word "very enthusiastic."

I laughed and leaned down giving him a kiss. "We have a little time before sunset" I said and borrowed from her lead "You were so amazing that now I will do anything you wish. Absolutely. Anything."

His eyes grew large and he looked contemplative for a moment. "Would you untie me, remove your boots, put your feet on my face and allow me to masterbate?" He asked.

"That is all?" I questioned. I had really expected him to want a blow job, or anal sex or something challenging.

"Yes mistress."

"As you wish." I said mimicking the phrase he often said for me. It was at that moment I realized next weekend I was his and started being nervous about that. I had pushed him hard this weekend and I felt certain he was going to push my limits.

When he was positioned comfortably on the couch I sat on the back and removed my boots. They were so comfortable it hadn't even occurred to me to remove them earlier. I placed the warm hose on his face and he inhaled. He inhaled again and again. I released the tension on the cock ring and he began stroking. He had so much precum he didn't require any lube.

"Your feet smell so much better than hers." he said as he continued stroking.

He finished rapidly and we fell asleep together watching the sunset.

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Sep 11, 2018 in femdom

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