Out of Your Hands Ch. 03

"Of course you do. I must admit, I do envy her somewhat...a full time slave to play with whenever she pleases and no job to get in the way, what a wonderful life! Perhaps we should copy her idea and make a living out of your submission?"

I said nothing, surely she wasn't serious...I felt slightly woozy as I contemplated that kind of situation, on the one hand it would be heavenly, but on the other...

"I must say, I particularly liked that clip where she gives him a hand job and then just as he starts coming she gives his cock a good slapping to ruin it... though I do wish she wouldn't dress her poor slave up like a girl!"

Well that was something positive at least...

Suddenly Mistress stood up and peeled her jeans off. She lay back down on the sofa and pushed me gently onto my knees between her legs. She placed her hand on the back of my head and pulled me close so that my nose was pressed up against the damp black cotton of her panties. I breathed in deeply, intoxicated by her gorgeous scent. After a few moments she rubbed her pussy against my face and then used a finger to pull the fabric to one side. Her finger slid down her slit and then into her wet cunt. She pulled it out and offered it to my lips as she calmly continued...

"Anyway, getting back on-topic.... I have decided that I would be willing to have you as my permanent slave. I've re-read all of your stories in the last couple of weeks and I have to say slave, your passion is more than obvious in your writing. I believe you when you tell me that you would do anything for me, I really do...and from time to time I may well test you. But that will be for me to decide as and when I see fit, and you will not test my patience with undue pro-action or disobedience. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress."

"As I said, your passion is apparent in your writing and I think it's obvious that this is what you wanted all along. It's understandable that you might be nervous about giving me complete control, but there is no need to be. I love you just as you love me and I will not allow anything bad to happen to you, or for anything to happen that will harm our relationship."

"Thank you Mistress."

She pulled her panties to one side again and told me to lick her pussy. Naturally I was only too happy to comply.

"That said, having re-read your stories...I don't see that there's anything in there which is completely out of the question. In fact, I must admit I was rather taken with that part in 'Owned'... the chapter with the C.B.T. box."

"Thank you Mistress."

"I think I should like you to make me one of those for me slave."

"Yes Mistress, I would be honoured to."

I continued licking Mistress until she came, my cock throbbing in it's Perspex prison, and then when she had recovered and I had licked up every drop of pussy juice that I could find I dared to ask a question.

"Mistress, will I be your sex slave, or....an actual slave?"

"Well...what's the difference? Surely if I control your cock then I control you, and anything I want from you can be easily obtained?"

"Yes, but...."

"Okay, if you are asking me if I'm going to control you 24 hours a day then no. It's unthinkable. I'm not going to humiliate you in public or take you shopping with a lead round your neck... and I don't want you to become pathetic and permanently at heel. I love you as you are and I don't want you to change at all... but if I want your attention I expect you to give it to me, immediately and without question. I don't want to hear '...but I'm just in the middle of this or that...' or '...can I just finish this...', that's not how it works."

She looked at the clock and noted the time, 11:45.

"I'm going to give you fifteen minutes to think it over slave, and while you're thinking it over, I'm going to let you do something you love doing...."

She slid off the sofa and repositioned herself on her front, her ass cheeks sticking up inches from my face. I peered down and breathed heavily as I saw her tight pink hole.

"Lick my beautiful ass." She commanded.

I lent forward and gently slid my tongue between her cheeks, feeling the puckered skin touch the tip. Her ass crack was flooded with pussy juice and I soon licked it clean before working my tongue gently into her asshole. After a couple of minutes Mistress was pushing back against my tongue, helping me to work my way deeper and deeper inside.

"Yes slave, tongue my gorgeous ass....imagine I've just been fucked in the ass and now you have to clean me up, that's what you want isn't it? Prove your devotion to me slave, clean my ass of cum."

My cock was throbbing madly now, the CB3000 feeling tight and uncomfortable.

"Good slave." She breathed as she finally pulled away, leaving me desperate for more, even though I'd been tonguing her tight hole for a good ten minutes.

She flipped herself over and quickly removed the key for my CB3000 from her necklace. She held it out on her palm and told me that it was decision time.

"....if you become my permanent slave, you won't have to be bound every time you are released from the CB3000, I know you won't defy me... You will also get weeks off from wearing it, which will make it all the more difficult when you have to start wearing it again....I'm not going to make any promises about how many orgasms you will get, or how many will be ruined, that will be at my discretion, though it's fairly safe to assume it'll be at least 2-1 in my favour, probably more....I read about a couple on the internet and he goes down on her every night and only gets to jerk himself off on a Sunday... that could be you, slave. I'm not saying it will be, but it could be... could you handle that?"

"If it pleases you Mistress."

She stared directly into my eyes, trying hard to read me.

"Are you truly sure slave?"

"Yes Mistress."

She checked the clock again and saw that it was now 11:59.

"You have one minute to decide slave. You can take the key and release your cock. We will forget any of this ever happened, we'll throw everything in the bin, all the toys, all your stories, everything...or you can become mine forever."

I bowed my head as the clock struck twelve, the key remained in her hand.

"Thank you Goddess, I will not disappoint you."

- - -

The garage was very warm and the floor was covered in sawdust, off-cuts of PVC and drops of glue. It had taken longer than expected (meaning five days without release for me!), but I had finally finished the box. I took the contraption into the house and placed it on the lounge floor.

"Wow, that looks fantastic slave" said Goddess R. "Why don't you get undressed and get yourself into position, I just have to go and get something from upstairs..."

I slid my jeans down my legs and then suddenly realised...

"Umm, Goddess....I need you to unlock me."

My wife was almost at the bottom of the stairs when I spoke and she turned and came back into the room.

"Of course slave...how could I forget!"

She bent down and unlocked the small padlock and then freed my cock from the CB3000. As soon as it was free it sprang upright, desperate for attention.

"There, now you get into position, I'll be right back."

- - -

As slave manoeuvred himself into position and struggled to ease his aching cock and balls through the hole in the box, upstairs I was already slipping on my new shoes. I had spent some time practicing walking in them and now I was supremely confident... and I needed to be! I moved in front of my full length mirror and admired my choice, a combination of bright red PVC straps, a Perspex sole and 4" stainless steel spiked heels, something I would never have chosen six months ago, but now... now things were different, I was a Goddess, and as a Goddess I was looking forward to nothing more eagerly than making my slave clean the shoes that he had willingly paid for, with his tongue. But of course, first there was the small matter of trampling his cock with them and emptying his poor swollen balls over them so that there was something for him to clean up...

As I looked in the mirror it finally happened, I had been feeling a bit strange all week, and now, finally, I saw myself the way my husband had seen me for so long: confident, dominant and effortlessly sexy. It had taken so long, but now I wasn't just acting a part, now I truly felt that I was a Goddess. As I looked at myself in the mirror I felt my hand move between my legs and start to rub my pussy. In that moment I knew that things were going to move to a much higher level and that all my previous hesitation and misgivings would be swept aside. It wasn't important that my husband dreamt of being my slave anymore, it was only right that he should serve me, because I deserved it!

- - -

It had been a busy day, with a million things to do and no time to do them, but now everything was done and I sat down at the computer to check my emails and my bank account. I clicked on my emails and saw that there was one from my Goddess. I clicked the mouse and the page opened to reveal several links, underneath there was a small note...

"slave, I found these videos on the internet and I thought you ought to see them. When you have watched them come downstairs and bring My strap-on'!"

I clicked the first link and watched as the 'Princess Melanie' rode a dildo strapped to her slave's face. After a while the camera changed shots and you could see her slave was wearing a cock-ring to keep him hard as she teased his clean-shaved cock with just one or two fingers. Then she picked up a small paddle and started swatting his balls hard, laughing as he writhed beneath her. This went on for some time, the Princess alternating between teasing and swatting until finally she came and then fucked his mouth with the dildo, telling him to clean it up for her.

I clicked the second link and watched a very fit (but somewhat overacting) brunette being pounded hard by a huge pair of black guys and then begging them to spray their cum all over her stomach so that her cuckold 'husband' could clean it up... which he then reluctantly did.

The third link featured 'Princess Melanie' again and showed her fully clothed, wanking her heavily restrained slave's meat. When she realised he was just about to cum she squeezed his cock very tightly in her hand, laughing as he groaned in frustration. Then when she was certain his orgasm was ruined, she released her grip and his cum oozed out onto his stomach. As a parting shot she slapped and then kicked his balls as she got up to leave.

Finally I watched as a very severe looking Mistress with her hair scraped back gave her slave his monthly release. As she pumped his cock she told him how she was going to make him suck cocks for her and when his cock erupted all over her leather glove she held it to his mouth and ordered him to lick it clean.

I went downstairs and told my Goddess that I had received the email she had sent and had watched the clips. She didn't move from the chair she was sitting in but told me to get down on my knees in front of her. I knelt as she had instructed and then she placed her right foot on my chest. Unusually for her she was wearing a skirt and as she placed her foot on my chest I noticed she wasn't wearing any underwear. My pulse quickened as I glimpsed her gorgeous pussy and hoped I met get to taste it soon.

"Now slave, listen carefully.... a week ago I asked you if you would give me complete control and you agreed.... But, the thing is slave, when I asked you, I myself wasn't totally committed and it's possible you may have picked up on that. Since then I've come to realise that I want to push you to your limits and beyond, and I want to see you suffer for me like I never thought I would. I guess I didn't want to face up to it before slave, didn't want to believe it was in me, but I've finally realised that your suffering makes me cum harder than anything else. That's why I sent you those videos slave, I wanted you to see what the future holds for you... as and when it pleases me. Seriously slave, this really is your last chance. After this there is absolutely no going back. I will be in complete control of your cock, your balls, your ass and your mouth...and you will obey me without question."

"Yes Goddess."

"Kiss my foot."

I closed my eyes and started worshipping her beautiful foot, curling my tongue through her toes and then sucking them one by one.

"I'm serious slave, this is it. After this there will be no normal life for you with me ever again. I've already given you one chance to go back to a vanilla life, and this is the final time... after this, no more. This is it slave, if we go back to normal now I think we'll be able to adjust, but if we continue on this path and you can't take it...I think the only solution will be separation, and I will have to find a new permanent slave..."

Goddess R trailed off as I ran my tongue from the tip of her big toe to her heel. I was breathing heavily now, scared of what would happen if I agreed but even more scared at the thought of losing my Goddess. There was a flash of light, and I realised that Goddess had taken a photograph of me worshipping her feet.

"I'm serious slave, I'm taking these pictures to make sure you can't flake out on me. If you say you want to continue, things are going to get rough and it's not going to be easy for you....it's not going to be easy for you at all."

The camera flashed again and she continued.

"I want pictures of you with my strap-on in your ass and cum smeared all over your face slave, nothing less will suffice."

I realised I was shaking as she continued.

"I'll let you have these pictures back slave, just as soon as I get a picture of you cleaning me up after I've been fucked raw. Can you imagine what that'll feel like slave? Watching your Goddess getting pounded by a pair of well hung studs... all the time knowing that when they've finished using my cunt, mouth and ass, it will be your job to clean up all that spunk and juice with your tongue?"

"No Goddess..." I gasped before closing my lips around her big toe and sucking it gently.

"No, not yet slave... but I bet you can imagine how hard your cock will ache, locked in it's cage as you watch and suffer for me."

"Yes Goddess."

"If you're very lucky they'll both cum deep inside me, I know it tastes so much better when it's mixed with pussy juice, but then maybe it won't be in my pussy... but even if they just spray it all over me you'll still lick up every drop won't you slave?"

"Yes Goddess."

"Of course you will slave ...and eventually you'll learn to love suffering for me... you'll beg me to let you clean my gaping pussy and ass, you'll beg me to allow you to suck cock for me and you'll beg me to punish your balls with my paddle... It makes me so hot knowing your cock is locked up slave, knowing that there's nothing you can do about it. I adore your frustration, I love the look in your eyes when I unlock you and take you almost to the point of return, but never quite let you fall over the edge. I know it's hard for you, but I know you love it when I cum so hard and you know that's because your suffering makes me so hot. It's a price worth paying isn't it slave and ultimately there will be nothing you won't do to fuel my ecstasy.... In your heart, you know that don't you slave?"

"Yes Goddess."

"And why is that slave?"

"Because your pleasure is my pleasure Goddess... nothing else matters to me anymore..."