A New Life Ch. 01

"Yes, shoot."

"I'm a bit confused about the hierarchy in the house."

"That's not a question."

"Could you tell me more about our roles? If both you and Sir give me an order, which one should I follow?"

"My role will change from time to time, depending on the mood. Sometimes we'll be a dominant couple, sometimes I will be submissive to my husband but dominant to you, sometimes I'll be a pet next to you."

"Generally speaking, you're submissive in your marriage?"

Renee scoffed, "I'm my husband's slave, to be honest. But, we're over the traditional slave-owner thing; I own him and he owns me. I just happen to prefer the submissive role with him. We're just another married couple, nothing too fancy."

"I see..."

"Originally, the plan was that we'd dominate you together during the first night, but, I told him I'd be submissive as well because I wanted you to trust us just a bit more."

"Could you explain that, Mistress?"

"If you watched me being humiliated as well, being vulnerable, I thought it would make you trust me. I might talk nonsense but that's what I thought."

"That's a fair point, Mistress, I get it," Christina said before adding, "I admire the tight bond you have created with your husband, Mistress."

"They say that Rome wasn't built in a day but I tend to disagree. We felt that connection from day one; we were together for just a few days and we could communicate with our eyes, no talking needed."

Christina chuckled softly, "I've noticed that; it's pretty impressive."

"I don't think we're going to have any such problems with you but I'll say it either way. Do not ever make the slightest attempt to derail our marriage. Not only you will fail, badly, but it will also result in the immediate termination of our relationship."

"I wouldn't even think about such a move. It would be hugely disrespecting towards both of you. Either way, I'm very happy with my role."

"Glad to hear that."

"Could I ask one last thing? This time it will be the last one, I promise."

Renee laughed, "You can ask me whatever you want."

"Why didn't your husband touch me yesterday?"

They stopped at a red light and Renee turned her head so she could look her in the eye. "He already has a slave-girl. He prefers to fuck his wife instead of a stranger," Renee explained and Christina felt extremely uncomfortable with her answer, "Don't worry, you'll get your chance as well. But first, you have to visit your doctor and get him to prescribe you some contraceptive pills."

"I can do that, Mistress."

"I like it when you worry. You look vulnerable. And cute."

Soon, they arrived at the suburban house. Renee gave Christina an extremely short, sleeveless yellow dress that barely covered her arse, even when she was standing. Stockings and a garter belt were also provided but unlike the previous day, shoes were not allowed and she was told to wait on her knees in the living room when she was done.

Christina was considerably calmer while she was waiting for Renee. She was obviously excited but she didn't have the sense of fear that had made her nervous the first time around. Renee took a lot of time to prepare herself. Christina supposed that she was talking with her husband on the phone; no-one would need that much time to get ready.

Waiting was boring and because of the wine, Christina's eyelids were starting to close but the unmistakable sound of heels clicking on the tiled floor woke her up immediately. Renee was wearing a black leather basque that covered her breasts but left her labia exposed. Black stockings and shiny black leather heels with ankle straps were the rest of her choices. She was also wearing earrings and a thin leather choker. "Why are you looking at me with your mouth open?" Renee asked.

"You look so sexy, Mistress," Christina admitted.

"Thank you, little girl," Renee said with a smile and caressed Christina's face. "Yesterday we focused on edging, tonight we'll shift our focus elsewhere. Tonight, you are my little pet and your job is to worship me and please me in any way I want."

"I can't wait, Mistress."

"But, when I say pet, I mean it," Renee added and showed Christina a blue dog-collar she had on her hands. It was made out of leather and it had bones painted on it.

Christina moved her head aside and bowed down so Renee could collar her. She didn't expect it but the dog-collar felt better than the human one. It was softer and lighter and although Renee had buckled it up tightly, it was very comfortable. Renee had brought a matching lead which she attached to Christina's collar. She gave it a tug and Christina crawled the short distance to the couch. Renee took a seat and Christina knelt nearby, facing the couch. "This is how I'll keep you while we're alone. Collared, on your knees, ready to serve me."

Christina didn't speak for a moment. Her eyes met Renee's. She could see the older woman's desire for her. Renee was trying to hide it, under the "strict Mistress" persona but it was pointless. She wanted Christina as much as Christina wanted her.

"Honestly, Mistress, I can't think of any better place to be at the moment."

Renee frowned, "Don't flatter me."

"I don't, Mistress. I'm telling the truth."

Renee pulled the lead closer to her, "Let's see if you mean it."

"What can I do for you, my Mistress?"

"Have you ever worshipped feet before?"

"No, Mistress, I have not. I have only received foot worship from an ex-boyfriend of mine."

"Did you like it?"

Christina chuckled, "I adored it."

"Unlucky for you, I do love it as well. It's one of my rewards when I'm a good slave."

"Oh, interesting. But, as it's my first time, could you please guide me, Mistress?"

"That I can do," Renee agreed, "But first, spread your legs."

Christina obliged with the order and rest her palms on her thighs.

"Hands behind your head," Renee added and Christina expected her to cuff them.

That wasn't the case though. Christina was within Renee's reach and the older woman placed her right leg between her slave's thighs. Christina felt Renee's shoe touching her lower lips; Renee's touch was almost cringe-worthy but Christina didn't move and stayed still. As Renee continued, the younger woman closed her eyes and tried to fathom out the reason behind her Mistress' move.

Soon, she got it. Renee stopped and moved her legs away. "My heels smell pussy, slave. You better clean them," she barked an order.

Christina mumbled an indistinct agreement, fixed her hair behind her ears, put her hands on the ground to support her body and reached for Renee's shiny shoes. The otherwise tasteless leather had indeed a smell of her own juices and Christina cleaned it carefully with her tongue.

"Now take my shoes off, pet. You cannot use your hands," Renee told her less than a minute later.

Renee's shoes had ankle straps which Christina had to unfasten with her teeth. Her moves were almost surgical as she had to make sure that she wouldn't damage the leather. It was easier than expected though and soon, she removed Renee's right shoe. Renee crossed her legs so the right one would be a bit higher off the ground, "Take it slowly, pet. No rush."

Christina didn't waste any time replying. Her tongue was moving slowly on Renee's stocking-clad foot. The stockings were clean so her job was considerably easier. Her goal was to cover every inch with her tongue but she also knew where she should specifically focus; she had been on the receiving end and she could guess, more or less, what would Renee like. Even when she took Renee's toes in her mouth, she was delicate and used only her lips and tongue.

A couple of minutes later, Renee instructed her to switch to her left foot and Christina replayed the same moves there as well. Apparently, she was doing a good job as Renee was moaning softly and petting her head at the same time Christina's tongue was taking care of her feet.

"You've done a magnificent job, my little pet," Renee praised her when she told her to stop.

"Thank you, Mistress," Christina replied while trying to hide her smile; she had enjoyed it as much as Renee.

"It's time for your main course, my pet," Renee said and opened her legs, "Show me your talent. Don't forget, hands on the floor."

This time, Christina was given much more freedom than the previous day, when Renee was sitting on her face. She was able to dictate the pace as Renee had leaned back on the couch, giving up control to her slave. Christina would love to use her fingers but she was not allowed to, so her mouth had to work overtime. When she parted Renee's wet lips and pushed her tongue inside, she could hear her Mistress groan and every time she did it, the groans became louder. Renee tried to stretch her body as a desperate way to deal with the overwhelming feeling of the upcoming climaxing. In the meantime, Christina was as aroused as ever and she was devouring Renee's soaked pussy, trying to lick every single drop of her Mistress' juices.

Renee had told her that she had chosen to be a sub during their first night so Christina could watch her being vulnerable but truthfully, this was Renee's vulnerable moment as she had completely surrendered to her own sub. Christina knew exactly how Renee was feeling, getting so close to an orgasm and she firmly believed that Renee would even beg her for a release, even though she was the one holding the leash. But Christina had no such plans, she didn't want to torture her Mistress, she only wanted to pleasure her so she kept on, in spite the lack of hydration in her mouth.

Renee regained some control by pushing gently Christina's face against her body and crossing her legs behind her sub's back, effectively locking Christina to a sweet wet prison that she loved being inside. The older woman twitched as she finally climaxed and then when the waves of excitement started to fade away, she was left totally exhausted. She left the leash fall to the floor and only her fingers were moving, slowly caressing Christina's head who was cleaning her Mistress' cum.

Renee pulled Christina's hair lightly so her face would move away from her pussy. Their eyes met and Renee's grinned, satisfied with Christina's performance. "Thank you, sweetie," Renee said with her voice barely coming out of her mouth.

"I definitely enjoyed the main course, Mistress."

Renee found the strength to stand up and she also, "I guess you need some water now, come on."

The distance to the kitchen was short. Renee left Christina and searched the cupboards but she came up empty. "I don't know where the bowls are. You see, I haven't used them for a while and we caught us a bit off-guard. We needed the week for better preparation."

Christina stayed silent, unable to think of anything useful to add to the conversation.

"Did Matthias throw them away?" Renee wondered as she kept opening and closing the drawers. "Screw this," she said and filled a glass with water before adding a plastic straw which she guided to Christina's mouth. Christina was desperate for water and she emptied it in a second.

"Thank you, Mistress."

"Next time you want water or in fact anything else, you tell me. Don't keep it a secret."

"I will, Mistress. May I ask one question before we move on?"

"Sure."

Christina swallowed hard before speaking, "What kind of bowls were you looking for?"

Renee smirked and chuckled softly, "Dog bowls. We have a few of those but I haven't been a proper pet for more than a year and Matthias probably tossed them to the bin."

"You used them, Mistress?" Christina asked, trying to hide her surprise.

"Of course, who else? But over the last couple of years, I've been facing problems with my right knee. The downside of getting older, I guess. Crawling is not the most suitable thing to do when you have such problems and even though I wanted to keep doing it, Matthias doesn't allow me to. I'm getting better though," Renee explained and Christina stared at her but didn't speak, "Oh, come on, speak your mind, pet."

"It's fascinating, Mistress, the way you can switch between your personas. I mean, I've watched you being a boss, dominant and powerful. And yes, I saw you as your husband's sub but it's miles away from depicting you as a leashed pet drinking water from a bowl."

Renee raised an eyebrow and smiled happily, considering Christina's words a praise. "That's me. I'm boss, wife, mother, pet and Mistress. All in one. My husband finds it fascinating as well."

"I think he's lucky to have you."

"And I'm lucky to have him. Thank God that plane was late," Renee quickly added, "This break was much needed. I'm feeling better now so we can continue our night."

"Oh, I thought we were done for tonight. It's music to my ears that we're not."

"You wish we were," Renee said and winked.

Christina was leashed once again and this time she was gagged as well. Renee took her to the attic where she noticed that the sheets had been changed since last night's games; Christina appreciated those little things. As soon as Christina took off her stockings, she was tied to the bed like the previous time; arms and legs spread like an X. Renee removed her gag so they could communicate but the sleeping mask returned.

"Would you let me push one of your soft limits?" Renee asked and her voice was coming from the other side of the room.

"What do you mean, Mistress?"

"You have a perfect white bottom and I'd love to enhance it even further by putting a jewel between your cheeks."

Renee was asking her permission to plug her arsehole; Christina was more than grateful for her Mistress' approach to her limits and the plug didn't sound that terrible. "That's it, Mistress?" she asked for confirmation.

"That's it, my pet. Only a small plug. I know anal play might not have given you the best experiences in the past but I would recommend that you trust me and you won't regret it."

"My butthole is yours, Mistress," Christina granted her permission.

"Thank you, sweetie."

Christina heard a bottle opening and a few seconds later, she felt a cold lubricant touching her opening. Renee was using her fingers delicately, trying to ease access to Christina's back door. At first, she rubbed the sphincter but soon, she pushed her finger inside. It didn't hurt Christina, it was just a bit weird; she had almost forgotten what anal play felt like. Renee used pussy stimulation as a distraction; her left hand was playing with Christina's wet lips while her right one slid the metal plug into Christina's arse.

Christina tried to get accustomed to the new situation. The plug was definitely bigger than Renee's long, yet thin, finger and it gave her a sense of fullness that she hadn't experienced before. It didn't arouse her right away but when Renee touched a vibrating dildo on Christina's wet lips, the submissive understood what Renee was on about anal play. The whole area was vibrating and while the dildo took care of her pussy, the plug really worked its magic on the back.

Renee removed the vibrator and slapped Christina's pussy with her palm. The younger woman tried to stretch her body in order to deal with the excitement she felt but Renee pushed her crotch against the bed. Renee moved her hands away as well and used her tongue to tease Christina; her pace was so slow that she couldn't get off. As long as Christina had her mouth free, she decided to beg for a release. "Please, Mistress, I want to come. Please fuck me."

"You want me to fuck you, huh? With what?"

"With your fingers Mistress."

"You've been a good pet thus far," Renee agreed and quickly inserted two of her fingers into Christina's pussy.

Christina gasped for air as she felt Renee's fingers fucking her vigorously. She was well aware that she had to wait for Renee's permission but her body had now a mind of its own. Renee realised that Christina came on her hand but she stopped only after she saw her being totally worn out. She approached Christina's mouth and pushed her fingers inside; Christina's lips circled them and licked them clean.

"Thank you, Mistress," Christina told her when Renee took her hands away, "I'm sorry for not waiting for your permission."

"Waiting for permission to climax is a fundamental rule of our agreement and you will be punished for breaking this rule."

"I know, Mistress," Christina admitted while Renee was freeing her from her restraints, "I deserve to be punished."

"Yes, you do," Renee said and removed the mask from her sub's eyes, "Kneel on the bed," she barked an order. Christina immediately obliged with the order and Renee cuffed her hands behind her back, "I was going to allow you to lick me again but you don't deserve such a privilege. Instead of my wet lips, the only thing you mouth will get is the ball gag. Consider this part of your punishment."

Christina opened her mouth and Renee secured the gag on her head. She wanted to worship Renee's pussy again but she was demoted to be just a spectator. Renee spread her legs with her pussy facing Christina. She used a vibrator which she set to its highest setting. It was arousing watching her Mistress fucking herself. Her face expressions were betraying the excitement she was feeling as the vibrating dildo was moving in and out of her body. Christina could feel moisture growing yet again between her legs but she wasn't able to do something for that.

Renee orgasmed using her dildo and took a few deep breaths in order to regain her composure. Her face was peaceful and she looked satisfied with the outcome. Christina, on the other hand, was struggling to deal with the newly come arousal. Renee used her finger to pull the straps of her ball gag so the ball itself fell from Christina's mouth. She was holding the vibrator strongly with her left hand and pointed to it with her index. Christina leaned forward and took it into her mouth, cleaning hungrily the remains of her Mistress' orgasm.

As soon as she was finished, Renee reinstated the gag in her mouth and pulled her leash so Christina would lie on her lap. "You'll get twenty hits, ten on each cheek, for your disobedience. If you do it again, I will double that. Do you understand, pet?" Renee said in a strict tone and Christina nodded her head quickly; she couldn't wait to get spanked.

Christina expected her punishment to be almost painless but Renee's hands were significantly stronger than they looked; some slaps felt like they were given by a man. The stronger her Mistress slapped her arse, the more Christina was enjoying herself. She also realised that the butt plug was a hidden ace for excitement; every time Renee's hands landed on her skin, the plug was slightly moving, teasing the nerves on Christina's arsehole. The only drawback was that her punishment had turned her on even further and there was no way Renee would allow her to cum again. Even though the punishment was more pleasure than actual torture, she didn't want to dare Renee.

The end of her punishment left Christina craving for more but Renee was already exhausted. After removing her handcuffs, she led Christina to the attic's bathroom; it was small and there was no room for a tub like in the other two bathrooms of the house. There was only a shower with a curtain. Renee pulled the curtain to one side before saying, "Get in there, raise one leg and pee."

Christina was definitely not expecting that and she hadn't cleared her bladder like a dog before. The order itself was strange but apparently, it was part of her role as Renee's pet. Obviously, she didn't question her Mistress' orders and did what she was told. Renee used a baby wipe to clean her labia and removed the ball gag for good this time as she rinsed it and left it aside. She also took the butt plug from Christina's arse and washed it as well; Christina felt empty when the plug was gone.