Teased and denied by my Mistress's Feet My wife always knew I had a foot fetish. She loved the attention I would lavish on her feet, allowing me to provide her with long intimate foot massages when ever she wished, dutifully giving her a pedicure each week, to ensure her toenails were always perfectly painted, and that her soles, heels and toes were soft an...
Nervously my finger pressed the buzzer, within ten seconds the release mechanism clicked and opened the door, I pushed it ajar and entered a dimly lit hallway, a stair case lay in front of me, leading down to a single ominous black door, I walked down and knocked, "You may enter." Came the quick curt reply. Sheepishly I entered, and closed the door behind...
I woke at 6 AM to the sound of my alarm, an hour before mistress. Though the cupboard under the stairs was hardly luxury, I couldn't help but feel I was the luckiest slave in the world. I began my morning chores, scrubbing and cleaning the kitchen, before loading mistress' laundry into the washing machine. I then began to hand wash her panties, a task I reli...
The first two parts to this were my first attempt at fiction of any kind, not just the erotic. This has been a favourite fantasy of mine for some time now, it always makes me come. I have kissed and cuddled the two women involved but that's all. Wish it could be more! Following on from Part Two I was now spending more and more time dressed as a tart, My Thr...
The first three parts to this story were completed a couple of years ago I figured it was time to write the next episode. This has been a favourite fantasy of mine for some time now, it always makes me come. Apart from being married to one of these ladies I have kissed and cuddled two of the other women involved and had a brief affair with the fourth one. F...
I lay there on the king sized bed looking up at my mistress with a raging boner. She was still holding my dick in her hand and I was aroused as hell even though we had only just started. She had a tight grip on my dick as if it were a prized possession and she squeezed it as she examined it in her hand. "You have a very nice dick Dean I'm impressed and I don...
Mistress leads slut into the hotel room and closes the door while slut places his bags on the bed. Knowing his place, slut strips without being directed and stands quietly as Mistress speaks. "I'll be taking your clothes slut, because you won't need them while you are in the room. I will be next door with Daddy Dom and the door between our rooms will remain...
I stood naked in the iron cage in the living room. My wrists cuffed to the heavy black bars above my head. Two maids—real Thai maids, not Mistresses—went about their business. What did they think of this? I could not tell. They would occasionally give me a curious glance, but spoke only to themselves in whispers. My wait was longer than usual, but eventuall...
Afternoon at the slave spa I'm walking on air as I heel the Mistress back to Her chain of girls. "I'm a 9! I'm a 9!" keeps running through my mind. My ankle chain seems to sound particularly jolly as I practically prance in my twelve inch steps. I play with my wrist cuffs behind my back just to hear the cute small clinks of that chain. I hold my head high,...
Truth be told, the first four days of my four weeks of denial were pretty uneventful. I was allowed to worship my beautiful Mistress's pussy on the third day and gave her a very nice orgasm. Afterwards we cuddled until she fell asleep, leaving me to lay awake for some time with a rock hard cock that I wasn't permitted to touch. I was just starting to wonde...