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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The Second Visit….Part 1
I was feeling a little nervous as I walked towards my Mistress's front door. This was my second visit and had been instructed by Mistress to shave my scrotum and shaft, which of course I had done that very morning. As I stood there with my manhood in one hand and my razor in the other my cock started to erect, but I resisted the temptation to masturbate as I had promised my Mistress that I wouldn't masturbate unless so instructed. Today was the day I was to take one step further in becoming Mistress's property, dedicated to serving her and undertaking her every order or instruction. It was my fantasy to be dominated by a strong woman and Mistress was going to make that possible.
Not knowing what this entailed caused me to start having second thoughts, but I had promised myself that I would take this opportunity before I was too old. I rang the bell and the door 'clicked' and opened. I walked across the lobby to flat 51, the door was ajar. I entered the dimly lit hall. At the end I could see Mistress's silhouette. She looked even more beautiful than the last time we met. Her blonde hair cascaded down to her shoulders. She was wearing fishnet tights and black leather thong. Under my day clothes I too was wearing a pair of Mistress's panties as instructed. She wore a black corset trimmed with black lace bows and a deep plunging bra which showed off her perfectly formed breasts. I shut and locked the door, turning, I dropped to my knees and bowed to Mistress as a sign of obedience. She gave me a cold stare as I lowered my whole body. She walked towards me and stood in front of my bowed head. ‘Kiss’ was the instruction and as instructed I licked her shoes, slowly, one at a time. She held her whip and slapped me across my back. ‘Now go and change slave.’ And she pointed her whip towards one of the doors off the corridor. I crawled into the room and the door was shut behind me. The curtains were drawn, but the bedside light was on. On the bed I noticed a pair of stockings, a garter belt and my ‘collar’. I removed all my clothes except the panties I was already wearing and proceeded to put on the stockings. I then fastened the garter belt around my waist, slipping the suspenders through Mistress’s panties and fastening tem to the stockings. I put on my collar and was ready for whatever fate was going to throw at me. The feeling was very erotic and made me feel very feminine. The door opened and the command come was uttered.
Dropping to all 4’s I crawled back into the corridor with my head bowed. I heard a click as a lead was attached to my collar and I was led down the corridor to another door. My Mistress and I entered the room which was bathed in red. I looked up and was surprised at the array of equipment in the room. There were whips and chains and against one wall a frame from which chains hung. The whole room looked like something from a torture chamber. Mistress snorted and said ‘Don’t worry. You are not ready for that yet! First of all I must ensure your obedience. Have you masturbated since our last meeting?’ she asked. I shook my head and said ‘No, Mistress. I have not touched my manhood’. ‘Good’ she said. ‘However our relationship is built on trust and in order to attain that you have to be subjected to some training and today we will start. Do you trust me slave?’ she asked. ‘Implicitly.’ Was my response. ‘I worship you Mistress. My body is dedicated to pleasing you.’ ‘Good response slave. You are beginning to understand your Mistress. However, I need to demonstrate to you what I mean by total obedience.’ ….’Stand up and put your hands out.’ She instructed and then fastened a pair off shackles around each wrist. This was attached to a chain that went up to the ceiling and through a pulley system. She pulled on the chain and my arms were lifted above my head. She kept pulling the chain until my arms were fully stretched above my head and I was nearly on my toes.
‘Right, now I am going to fit a chastity belt to ensure that you are not tempted to touch and pleasure yourself when I am not here.’ With that she pulled down my panties and looked at my manhood. Of course with all this attention it was semi-hard. She slapped it with her whip and ordered me to stop that! That is very difficult in my state…she put her thumb and forefinger around my scrotum and the base of my shaft in order to measure the circumference. She walked over to a cupboard and opened a drawer. I could not see what was inside, but she took her time selecting what was required and return with what looked like two U shaped pieces of metal. She slid one under my scrotum and pulled it up and then slipped the second half over the base of my shaft and pushed it down. With a click if fitted into the lower half. It was a strange feeling, but quite erotic. My shaft was hardening. Mistress was most annoyed and slapped it again. She went to a container by the wash basin and pulled out a towel which she applied to my stiff shaft. It was freezing and the effect was immediate, my manhood went limp. ‘Good, that’s better.’ She breathed. She walked back to the drawer and returned with what looked like a tube. With the tube in one hand she fed my limp manhood into it and fastened the tube to the top of the ring that surrounded my scrotum and the base of my shaft. She then produced a small padlock and key and locked the tube to the ring, ensuring that it could not be removed without ripping off my man hood. The feeling was amazing as I had never experienced such before.
Mistress stood back and admired her work. With a smile and a nod she complimented herself on a job well done. ‘Right slave, now let us have some fun.’ With that she sat down in a black leather arm chair and picked up a remote control. She pointed it at the wall where there was a large screen HD TV. She pressed a button and it flickered into life. I assumed there was a DVD player hidden away somewhere. The scene was a nicely furnished lounge with a large sofa in the centre of the picture. On the sofa were two young girls, early to mid-20’s. One was blond haired tied back in a ponytail and the other a brunette, but cut very short which gave a manly appearance. I discovered later that the blond girl was Cindy and the brunette Becky.
At first everything seemed quite normal, the two were sat there reading magazines. Cindy looked really great, transparent blouse that covered a pink coloured bra which supported two very pert breasts. She didn’t really need the bra, but worn with great effect. She had a black leather mini from which two very toned legs protruded. She looked very feminine. On the other hand Becky was wearing a denim top that was tied at the bottom with the tails. She wore very tight hipster jeans that were cut very low, in fact about 3” below her navel which I noticed was pierced.
Becky put down her magazine and turned towards Cindy and started to undo Cindy’s blouse. When it was opened fully, she pushed it back and started to play with Cindy’s right breast. Cindy dropped the maggie and leaned back to enjoy the attention……
Back in the dungeon I was transfixed at the screen. My shaft was starting to rise in the tube. Mistress was watching me and the discomfort as my manhood swelled in size in what was a very confined space. She was smiling. I closed my eyes, but she slapped me with her whip. ‘Pay attention slave.’ I was then forced to continue watching the screen as the action unfolded……
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