Joanie Takes Control Pt. 01

"Go take a shower then," she said.

"Yes, ma'am," I said and headed that way.

As I was showering, I heard "Knock, Knock!" and the door open. "How's it going?" Joan asked.

"Good. Just getting cleaned up."

"Let me ask you a few questions, OK?" she asked.

"Sure!" I said as I soaped up.

"Have you ever had anyone dominate you before?" Joan asked.

"Dominate? How?"

"Sexually dominate you, I mean. Have you ever had anyone do that to you before?" she asked.

"No, I don't think so," I said.

"Well, you'd know it if it happened, so I guess that's a 'No'. Would you like to be dominated? Does that sound interesting at all?" she asked.

I turned to rinse off the soap and shampoo and said "How does it work?"

"Well," she said, "You would do whatever I asked, when I asked you to do it. You'd be my sexual slave, servicing me when I want you to. You'd put my desires above yours. That sort of thing."

As I listened to her, I couldn't help but start to get hard again. The idea of being her fuck toy sounded like a pretty good deal to me!

"That sounds like it might be fun," I said as I turned off the water.

"Oh, it will be. I think you'll enjoy it. I think you're a sub and you just haven't figured it out yet," she said.

I pulled the shower curtain open and said "Sub? What's that?" My mouth dropped open when I saw her. She was standing with her back against the door wearing a very small sheer black bra and the smallest thong underwear imaginable. The strings holding it all together were smaller than a string of spaghetti for sure. She didn't have huge tits, maybe a good C cup, but the bra she was wearing made them look huge.

I stood there dripping, mouth agape, for a few seconds. She smiled, grabbed my towel and threw it to me.

"A sub is someone who is subservient and submissive to the dom, or dominant one. I think you have the potential to be an excellent sub for me. "

I started to dry off, my cock now at full attention.

"I think your cock would like to be my sub," she said with a giggle.

"What does this all entail? What do I have to do?" I asked as I stepped out of the shower and finished drying myself.

"You'll do what I tell you, when I tell you. I'm not going to make you doing anything that will cause you intense pain, I promise. I will not hurt you on purpose. I won't publicly humiliate you or anything like that. This will be between us, mostly. I may show you off to my friends at some point, though. You'll be my slave, to treat however I wish, whenever I wish," she explained.

I rubbed the towel over my head to dry my hair. "That doesn't sound too bad, I guess. How do we do it, then?" I asked.

"Well, there are rules, of course. Would you like me to explain them to you?"

"Yea, please," I said as I wrapped the towel around my waist.

"Good. Firstly, you will only address me as 'Mistress' from now on. You are not allowed to say my name again, ever. If you ever call me by my name again, our relationship will be terminated immediately and I will never speak to you again. Understand?"

I looked at her for a long moment and said "Yes, Mistress."

"Good boy. You catch on quickly. I like that. Rule number two: You will always answer 'Yes' to any question I ask you. You will not answer 'No', ever. If you do, you will be punished. If, for some reason, I think that a 'No' answer is possible and permissible, I will say 'Answer yes or no' before I ask my question. That is the only time you are allowed to answer 'No'. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said.

"Good. Rule Three: you are required to be naked at all times in this apartment. You are not permitted to wear clothes at any time here, unless I give you something that I want you to wear. When you enter my apartment, you are to disrobe at the door, fold your clothes neatly by the door and leave them there. Before you leave, you will dress in the doorway and then depart immediately. Even if there are other people here, you will still be required to be naked while inside this apartment. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said.

She looked at me for a long moment and then crossed her arms across her chest. "Well?" she said angrily.

I looked down and I still had the towel around my waist. "Oh!" I said and let the towel fall to the floor.

"Do you understand rule number three?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said.

"Good. Rule Four: You are not permitted to have pubic hair any longer. You will shave yourself every day. Front and back. Do you understand?"

"Front and back, Mistress?"

"Yes. Front and back. Have you ever done that before?" she asked.

I stopped just short before I said 'No', but I stopped myself and just looked at her.

She paused a second and said "Yes or no, have you ever shaved yourself before?"

"No, Mistress," I said.

"I will show you the first time, but from now on, the responsibility is yours. Every day when you shower, you are to shave yourself. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said.

She moved me in front of the vanity and began to shave me. My cock was rock hard at this point and she was plainly enjoying herself. When she'd finished with my front she had me turn around and bend over.

"When you do this in the shower, you best bet is to put one leg up as high as you can, use one hand to spread your ass cheeks and then run the razor up the sides. Understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

I could feel her applying the shave gel all over my ass crack. I felt her lean forward and whisper in my ear "Has anyone ever played with your ass before, slave?"

"No, Mistress," I said and before the last syllable exited my mouth, I felt a hard slap on my ass.

She screamed "What did I tell you about saying 'No' to me? You are not permitted to say 'No' to me! Do you understand?" and then she slapped my ass again, very hard. Hard enough to leave a hand print, I was certain.

"Yes, Mistress!" I said, almost pleading with her.

"That, my slave, was just a minor punishment for you to understand that I'm very serious. If this is too much for you, all you have to do is say my name and we're done. Do you want me to continue?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said.

She went back to spreading the gel around my ass, paying particular attention to my asshole. "A virgin slave, huh? This could be fun! " She continued to lightly toy with my ring, running slow, light circles around it with her finger. "Does that feel good?" she asked, her lips against my left ear. "Do you like that?"

"Yes, Mistress." I wasn't lying. It did feel very good. Involuntarily, my hips started to move as she played with my ass. I lowered my head to the sink and let the pleasure wash over me.

"I knew you would. You're going to love this, I promise." With that, she stood up and got behind me. "Spread your ass cheeks for me."

I reached back and spread my cheeks and could feel her running the razor over my skin. When she was done, she had me stand up, handed me the towel and told me to clean myself off. Then she turned and left the bathroom. I looked down at my still raging hard-on, now completely hair free. It looked odd to see no hair around my cock or on my balls. I reached back and felt my crack. No hair there, either. So far, so good, I though. This might be fun after all.

I walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. She wasn't there, so I walked out into the living room. She was lounging on the sofa with her feet up on the coffee table. I walked over to the couch and was about to sit next to her when she stopped me.

"No! Rule number five: You are not permitted to sit on the furniture in this apartment unless I invite you first. You will sit on the floor or remain standing at all times. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said and sat on the floor next to the couch.

"Good. Go to the bedside. In the drawer is massage oil. Bring it here and massage my feet, slave."

"Yes, Mistress," I said and did as I was told.

I sat on the floor facing her, her foot in my lap, and began her massage. I'd given my ex many foot massage, so I knew what I was doing.

"Very good, slave. By the way, do you like what I'm wearing? You never said anything about it. You just stood there with your mouth open, staring at me."

"Yes, Mistress. You're very beautiful," I said as I looked up at her. She was very pretty, to be sure. The sheer fabric of her bra and thong hid little. I could see clearly her small nipples and the folds of her pussy and the small amount of hair she had above them on her pussy. I couldn't help but think that she'd be even better looking if she lost some weight, but I kept that to myself.

"Do you like to see me in things like this? "

"Yes, Mistress. Very much," I said as I continued to rub her feet.

"What do you like about it?" she asked me.

"Well, Mistress. I like that I can see through it and the fact that it's very tiny."

"So, you like sheer things? Like stockings and things like that?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said and switched feet. My cock had sprung to attention again and she used her foot to toy with it as I rubbed and massaged.

"Interesting. Things that you can see through. I like that too, slave. I like that too."

Not knowing what else to say, I said "Yes, Mistress," and turned my attention to her foot in my lap. I continued to massage and rub the oil on her feet, feeling the muscle fibers loosen as I did so. She continued to toy with my cock with her slicked up foot, curling her toes around my cock head and rubbing it lightly.

"Does it feel good when I use my feet to play with your cock?"

"Yes, Mistress, it does."

"Have you ever had someone rub their feet on your cock before? Have you ever cum on someone's feet before, slave?"

Knowing that I would be punished if I said 'No', I didn't say anything.

"Yes or no, slave: Have you ever cum on someone's feet before?"

"No, Mistress."

"If I ever allow you to cum on my feet, you will lick off every drop after you're done. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

The sound of the laundry finishing it's spin cycle brought me back to reality. I stopped rubbing her feet and said "Can I move the laundry to the dryer now, Mistress?"

"Yes, slave, you can. Then meet me in the bedroom."

I got up, moved the laundry over to the dryer and walked to the bedroom. She was standing by the bed when I entered.

"Lay on the bed across ways on your back," she commanded. "Put your head on this end" and she pointed next to where she was standing.

I quickly did as I was told.

"Move toward me so that your head is hanging off the bed," she told me. I complied.

She was standing above me and I was looking up at her. Her pussy was just above my head and she was looking down at me.

"I almost forgot Rule Number Six: You are not allowed to masturbate, ever. If you do, I will know that you have, and you will be severely punished. Punishment for masturbating is very bad and it makes that little love tap I gave you in the bathroom earlier pale in comparison. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good." She opened her bedside drawer and took something small and blue out. She held it in her hand above my head, showing me.

"Since you're new at this, slave, you need to learn how to control your orgasms until I tell you that it's ok to cum. In the meantime, you will wear this." She held the object so that I could see it. "This is a cock ring. Your cock goes through this big hole and your balls go through the little ones on the sides. This way, you stay hard for me to use as I like and your balls stay exposed for me."

Then she straddled my head and said "Lick my pussy while I put it on you." I didn't need to say anything and I quickly began to lick her through her thong. I reached up to move it aside and she slapped my hands away. "You may not use your hands, slave."

She lowered herself slightly and I lifted my head to get at her. I could feel her putting the cock ring on me and sliding my balls into place. It was clearly too tight and began to cut the circulation off to my cock. But, I guess that's the point.

I concentrated on her pussy. It was strange being inverted and licking her through her underwear, but I did my best. As I was getting going, she started to rub her pussy into my face. After a few minutes, she slid forward.

"Lick my ass, slave."

I did as I was told, sticking my tongue out as far as I could to get at her asshole. She did have a large ass, so it was difficult to get at her. After several seconds, I managed to work my way to her hole and licked long strokes up and down. Then I used the tip of my tongue to trace a circle around her hole.

"Yea, you're a good ass eater," I heard my Mistress say. "I'm going to enjoy this."

I kept at it as best I could. She kept moving her hips and sliding forward and back across my face, making me lick her from pussy to ass and back again. I hoped she was getting close because my neck was really starting to get tired.

Thankfully, she soon came on my face and stopped moving. Then she got off my face and stepped back.

"Turn over. On your stomach."

I didn't hesitate.

"Turn around. Put your feet on this end."

I quickly turned around.

"Put your hands behind your back."

I did as I was told, dreading what I suspected was next. Sure enough, she placed handcuffs on my wrists.

"Now, slave. We will test your devotion to me. Are you ready?"

"Yes, Mistress."

I heard the drawer open, but not close.

"Do you trust me, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress."

I felt her get up on the bed and I turned my head to see her. She then placed a blindfold over my eyes.

"Are you mine to play with anyway I want?"

"Yes, Mistress."

I heard a sound that sounded like a top being opened. Then I felt a cold sensation on my ass attached to her fingers.

"We need to get you ready for what's next. Now's where I start to have fun." She emphasized the 'I' very profoundly.

She rubbed her lubricated fingers around my asshole, slowly massaging the lube into me.

"That feels good, doesn't it? I can tell it does because of the way you're moving your hips."

I hadn't noticed that I was, but since she said it, I was. It felt wonderful. I moved my hips under her touch as she rubbed her fingers into my asshole.

"Yea, you like that. Can I put my finger into your ass, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress," I breathed.

"Of course, I can. You're mine to do with as I'd like. I just wanted to hear you tell me I could."

She kept slowly teasing me, then pulled her fingers from my butt. "Spread your legs as wide as you can."

I did as I was told. I heard the lube bottle open again and then I felt her return to rubbing my ass. This time, however, it wasn't her finger. Then, whatever it was began to vibrate. It made me jump when it started.

"This is a butt-plug, slave. Your butt-plug, to be exact. The best thing about it is that it's remote controlled. It vibrates when I turn it on. It will fit nicely into your ass and I'll be able to turn it on whenever I want, even from across the room. Does it feel good?"

"Yes, Mistress. It does." I wasn't lying. It felt incredible. The vibration of the butt-plug was sending shivers through my body. I involuntarily lifted my hips off the mattress as she teased me.

"After I put this in you, you are not permitted to remove it unless I give you permission. Do you understand?"

I panted "Yes, Mistress." I was incredibly turned on, gyrating my hips under the plug.

"Good. " With that, she pushed the plug into me. I let out a soft "ooooooooh" as the vibration spread throughout my ass. I began to moan as I got used to the sensation of having something in my ass for the first time. My cock was rock hard, still straining against the cock ring below me. It was painfully swollen.

"Do you like that, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Turn over, slave."

I did as I was told. It took me a few seconds to get comfortable with my hands still cuffed behind my back. She took my cock in her hand and slowly stroked it with her lubed hand "Do you like being my slave?" she asked.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Being a slave isn't so bad. You'll get used to it. You'll learn to like serving me and doing my bidding, won't you, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress."

She released my cock and then straddled my hips, my cock still against my abdomen. Then she leaned forward with her hands on either side of my head and began to rub her pussy over my hard cock.

"Can you feel that? Can you feel how wet I am as I slide my pussy up and down your cock?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said.

"Don't lie. I know you can't feel it. That's ok. You're not supposed to feel anything. I don't want you to cum until I'm ready for you to cum." Then she reached under her, moved her thong aside and slid my cock into her waiting pussy.

"Yesssss," she hissed. "You're so hard, slave. Just the way I like you."

Then she sat up and began to grind her clit onto me. The plug was still vibrating away in my ass as she continued to grind on me. It was like nothing I've ever felt in my life.

"Can you feel the plug vibrating, slave? Can you feel it in your ass?"

"Yes, Mistress," I panted. God, this was just the hottest thing ever! I was bound, blindfolded, had a vibrator in my ass, and my Mistress was fucking my brains out.

She leaned forward again. She began to pound her hips into mine like she'd done the night before.

"That's it. Yea, like that," she panted. "I'm going to cum! Make me cum, slave!"

I really could do nothing but lay there as her orgasm hit her. Her breathing because raspy and she slowed her pace down. Slowly, she stopped altogether and sat back up again. "That's a good boy. That was what I needed."

She got off me and left the bedroom. I could hear her enter the room, but then nothing. For several moments, I laid there in complete silence but I could feel her looking at me.

"You've had a good first day, slave. But we're not done yet." She removed the blindfold and I could see her standing above me. She moved over to the nightstand. She reached into the drawer again and pulled something black out. She held it above me so I could see it. She was holding a harness in her hand with what looked like a big, black dildo attached to it.

"Yes or no, do you know what this is?"

"No, Mistress."

"This, slave, is how I'm going to fuck you. It's a strap on vibrator. It's long, 8 inches to be exact, but it's not very big around. It vibrates at three speeds. And the best part is this:" She moved the harness around so I could see the inside. There was a short section of the vibrator, about three inches long. "This little part goes inside me and vibrates for me. So, even if you don't like being fucked, I'm still going to enjoy it. Isn't that cool?"

My eyes were wide open. What the hell did I get myself into?

She slapped my cock with her left hand. "I said 'Isn't that cool?"

I jumped from the spanking. "Yes, Mistress."

"Now, you're still new at this so, I can't expect you to be ready for this today. Maybe tomorrow, but not today. You have to earn this. Maybe, if you please me tomorrow, I'll allow you to have this. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

She reached over, took the plug remote in her hand and turned it off. The vibration stopped and I could only now feel the fullness of the plug in my ass.

"You look disappointed, slave. Do you want me to turn the vibrator back on?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Well, maybe in a little while. For now, you have some work to do here. Turn over."

I did as I was told I felt her remove the handcuffs.

"Stand up," she commanded. I complied.

She reached down and removed the cock ring. Thank God, I thought. It was really starting to hurt. The blood flowed quickly back to my swollen member. I rubbed my wrists where the cuffs were to get the blood flowing there.