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My nerves were on edge. The waiting and the anticipation had me completely a mess. My palms were sweaty and my breath was short. I was on my hands and knees lying prostrate on the floor as directed by my Mistress in her instructions I was completely naked and was waiting for her to make her entrance. My nervous energy had me trembling not just because I knew I would be punished but also because I wanted to be punished. I wanted to see her. I wanted to serve her. I wanted to be hers. I wanted to fulfill her wants.I had met Maureen several months ago and I was immediately drawn into her web. Her manner and demeanor, her presence, in fact everything about her drew me to her like a moth to flame. There was something there that I could not place and I was curious to discover more while something deep inside of me urged caution. What first caught my eye was her gorgeous red hair but that was just the beginning. She was gorgeous, no other way to describe it. She was about ten years younger than I and could easily have any guy she wished but on that fateful night we met she showed an interest in me. She sensed it in me. She could feel in me what yearned to come out. She knew what I wanted. What I needed and she was going to be the one to pull my strings.I have always had submissive yearnings but never quite found a woman who was willing to take it to the heights that I desired. Most women wanted a typical courtship where the guy was the dominant one who took control like a Harlequin novel. That was fine by me to a degree. I definitely enjoy being in charge in the bedroom but there was always a curiosity about being with a woman who not only took control but demanded it. Maureen would be that woman. We met at a mutual friend's party around the holidays and we started off with the Şişli escort bayan usual small talk but even as this was going on I could feel her sizing me up and I was melting under her smoldering gaze. By the end of the night I was refilling her drink and getting her food before she even asked for it. Looking back on it now I was no match for her. She was about to take possession of me and I was willing to give her everything. She gave me her number that night and told me to call her the next day. I didn't want to seem over anxious so I waited a few days before calling her. That was my first mistake. When I finally did call several days later she seemed disinterested and I found myself scrambling to try to win her favor again. It was then that she laid it on the line. *quot;You are a pathetic little slave just waiting for me to collar you and treat you as mine. You will do as I say and will look to obey and please my every whim. From this point on your cock is no longer yours and you must ask me if you can touch it. Do I make myself clear?*quot; I was stunned. Shocked. Speechless. I almost came right then and there. There was silence for a moment til she broke it *quot;Well slave?*quot; I managed to reply, *quot;Yes.*quot; *quot;Yes what?*quot;*quot;Yes Maureen*quot;*quot;You better do better slave!*quot;*quot;Yes Mistress Maureen. I am your slave. I desire to be collared by you and to be your pet.*quot; As I made that statement I felt a huge weight be lifted off of my shoulders. A weight that I never realized was there until that moment. A moment when I realized that I was meant to serve.*quot;That's right my pet. You are mine. You are going to do whatever I want you to do. If you want to see me again you will do the following things as a way of showing your devotion to me. Do you understand?*quot;*quot;Yes Mistress,*quot; I Escort Sultangazi meekly replied. What was I about to get myself into?I was about to find out the depths of my seduction and servitude as I lay waiting. The door to the room opened and I instinctively looked up to see if it was her. My gaze was met with a quick flick of a riding crop that instantly put me head to the floor. I actually closed my eyes to prevent myself from stealing a glance and getting further blows from the crop. I listened as her heels came into the room and then walked around me. I had no idea what she was doing but could only guess she was inspecting me. I found myself silently hoping that she approved.Her footsteps came to a stop in front of me after walking completely around me. I could sense her standing directly in front of me and then I felt her heeled foot at my mouth with the simple command *quot;Worship!*quot; I immediately kissed her shoes. She was wearing open toed pumps and her foot was freshly pedicured. It was divine. I couldn't control myself. I kissed and licked her shoes and her toes until she commanded me to stop.*quot;You are quite the eager one, aren't you slave?*quot; *quot;Yes Mistress. I am eager to please you.*quot;*quot;Worship my other foot now and make sure your suck on the heel of my shoe! You seem to have forgotten that part on the first foot.*quot;*quot;As you wish, Mistress.*quot;I proceeded to suck on the heel of her pumps as a child nursing on his mother's breast. Mistress shoved the 5*quot; stiletto into my mouth and I almost gagged by the size and the force.*quot;You better improve your sucking skills pantyboy! You will be sucking on things a lot bigger than this.*quot;I made a more concerted effort to suck the entire heel into my mouth and to suck it like my life depended on it. I Taksim escort then made my way to the open toed part of the shoe and kissed her beautifully manicured toes. I could feel the stirring in my loins as I kissed her feet and licked the sole of her shoes. It was an amazing experience. Maureen was in charge and I wasn't about to argue with her. In fact, this was what I desired.?Look at me, pet.?I raised my head and looked at her. She was radiant. She was sexy. She was powerful. She was dressed in a short black skirt with a white blouse. She looked more like she was dressed more for a business meeting than preparing to train a slave. Perhaps to her they were one in the same??I want you to get used to this view. You will always bow before me and look at the floor until I give you permission to look. You will only speak when spoken to. Do you understand???Yes, Mistress??Good. I didn?t think you would have a problem with those few simple instructions.Let?s see how well you did with the other ones that I gave you? I see you shaved your cock and your balls for me. Did you do a good job???I hope so, Mistress Maureen?SNAP! I felt the sting of the riding crop on my ass and knew that was not the answer she was looking for.?First of all, your attempt to shave all your pubic hair is pathetic. I want it all gone. I want you smooth as the day you were born...your cock and your ass. This is in essence a new birth for you. A new life with me as your guardian. Understood???Yes Mistress??Second, if I gave you a task to do I don?t hope that it is done, I expect that it will be done to my liking! The only time you should hope is when I am punishing you and you are hoping we are near the end. Unfortunately, for you slave I am not satisfied with the shave job that you did and so now I will have to shave you myself. I will use a straight razor on your cock and balls and you better hope I don't nick you. I wouldn't want to get any blood on me. Because this should have been done already and my time is precious you will be flogged an amount equal to the time it takes me to do the job right.