Saturday Night Femdom Ch. 02

Karen woke up, smiling as she felt Sam's lips on her arsecheeks. Glancing at the alarm clock she saw it was almost 10, and though she had enjoyed the lie in, Karen closed her eyes again for a minute, enjoying her sub's gentle kisses.

"Morning bitch" Karen purred, still waking up. "You can give my arsehole a kiss while you're down there."

She let out a slight moan as Sam obeyed, parting her cheeks and kissing between them. For several minutes he caressed her arsehole with his lips, his hot breath sending shivers up Karen's spine. Eventually Sam couldn't resist the urge to taste, gently brushing his tongue against her crack. As Karen offered no protest he continued licking her crack, French kissing his mistress's arse. Above, Karen sighed, biting her lip as Sam worshipped her anus with his tongue. She began playing with pussy, fingering herself with her right hand, while pushing his head further into her arse with her left. Sam continued rimming his goddess, by now able to taste her arousal. Karen continued masturbating, grabbing Sam's hair as she climaxed. She turned over, catching her breath as she put her fingers in his mouth. Sam's cock, already erect, throbbed as he tasted his owner's pussy.

"Clean me up, but gently" Karen ordered laying back, as her sub got to work, slowly lapping at her pussy, exploring her folds with his tongue. Delicately he began sucking on her lips. Again Karen closed her eyes, she was in heaven as he sensuously licked up and down her pussy. After a while she could feel her arousal building up again, as Sam began softly sucking on her clit. Soon Karen once more reached orgasm, this time with her slave's face trapped between her thighs.

"I think it's only fair you bring me breakfast in bed, seeing as I gave you some" Karen giggled, pushing Sam's head away from her pussy. Her sniggering continued when she saw his erection, dripping with precum. Though she had let him cum last night, Karen resolved not to this morning, she found he was much more obedient that way.

Downstairs in the cool kitchen, Sam's erect cock began to subside, much to his relief, though he hoped he would not have blue balls all morning serving Karen. Quite often she would have Sam kneel in front of her while she was on the sofa, and make him edge himself while she kicked him in the balls. She would laugh as he begged to cum. As he finished preparing Karen's breakfast, Sam hoped she was not in such a sadistic mood today.

Sam returned to the bedroom, placing a tray on the bed next to Karen with eggs bacon coffee and fruit. "I could do with a foot massage, make yourself useful" she remarked, as he knelt before her.

"Come on, chop chop" Karen ordered playfully, stretching her legs out from under the duvet, indicating for him to get to work.

Sam began gently rubbing her feet, gradually massaging firmer, before using his lips as well as his hands. He was in a state of bliss, lapping at her arches, then sucking on the balls of her feet, and finally swirling his tongue between each of her toes. He kept glancing up at Karen, who was watching TV, flicking between channels and sipping her coffee, as if having a naked sex slave on his knees, sucking on her toes was completely ordinary.

"Slave, my legs and back are aching from last night, go and get the body butter, you can massage the rest of me." Karen ordered, switching off the TV and lying face down in the bed.

Sam returned, and warming the body cream in his hands, began at his mistress's calves pushing up to her thighs, before pressing and kneading back down with his thumbs. Sam continued massaging her legs, working his way up to her buttocks before he was stopped.

"Do my back first, save my arse until last" she said mischievously.

Sam continued rubbing up her back, Karen groaning as he pushed down with his palm and wrist, before rubbing her shoulders. He couldn't resist kissing her neck, turned on by serving such a sexy, mature and demanding goddess.

He then went back down to her arse, and resumed massaging. "I want you to massage my cheeks, but get your face between them and suck my arsehole" Karen ordered blissfully.

Quick to obey, Sam once again began kissing her arsehole, however this time there was a loud pfffffttt, and a laugh from Karen as she farted in his face. He had no choice but to breathe it in as he kept massaging her arse with his lips.

"You little bitch, keep kissing my arse, I can feel another one coming" she teased.

Sam kept rimming her as she farted again, and though the smell was unpleasant, his cock was twitching at the humiliation. Karen then settled back as he continued, gradually relaxing her anus with his tongue.

"Enough slave" she said after a few minutes "I've not used the bathroom yet today, perhaps you'd like to join me" a wicked grin on her face.

"Yes mistress" Sam responded submissively, as he followed Karen, crawling behind her to the toilet.

"You know bitch, all that arselicking has stimulated my bowels" Karen laughed as she sat down, while Sam knelt on all fours, kissing her feet. He could hear the sounds as her movements splashed into the bowl, along with the occasional fart and giggle.

"Get your nose in there slave" Karen sneered as she stood up, gesturing to the bowl. "Smell your mistress" she laughed as he reluctantly put his head in, clearly repulsed by the odour. Enjoying the humiliation, Karen pushed Sam's head right into the bowl, his face submerged, before flushing, her slaves' head still in there.

She pulled his head out of the water, looking at the toilet, and then glancing at Sam. "I can see a few skid marks slave, get back down there."

Sam winced slightly as he put his head back in ,and started licking her shit from the side of the bowl. Above him Karen couldn't help but laugh at his displeasure.

"You're so pathetic, paying me £200 a month to be my toilet brush" she said "fuck, I bet you'd do anything for me."

"Yes Karen" Sam replied as she pushed his head down with her foot, as she began fingering her pussy. She kept masturbating, while periodically dunking her slaves face in her toilet. Though she loved having Sam worship her, sometimes it turned her on to see him suffer, knowing that she could humiliate him and he would thank her.

"Did you remove all the skid marks slave?" Karen asked, putting her foot back on the floor.

"Yes mistress" Sam replied, gasping for air. Karen glanced over his shoulder, before delivering a swift kick to his balls from behind. "I think you missed a bit, here let me help you" she mocked. She then began pissing on the back of Sam's head, who instinctively turned to catch it in his mouth, much to his owner's amusement.

"That's it slut, drink up, enjoy it. I still need that mouth of yours to clean my arsehole."

Despite his best efforts, the toilet, and surrounding floor was soon covered in Karen's piss, which she took great delight in making him lick up.

"Haha good bitch, on all fours, clean my floor" she chided.

Karen then ordered him to lie down in the bathtub, before lowering her arse onto his face, the smell and taste were overpowering, and Sam began moaning as she sat on his face.

"Lick" Karen commanded, and instantly let out a sigh as she felt her slaves' tongue probing her arse. She adored the feeling of being licked clean after using the toilet, a warm wet tongue soothing her stinging arsehole. It also made her horny knowing how degraded her slave must feel, and she couldn't help but play with herself as he rimmed her. For Sam's part, he had initially been reluctant to be used by Karen as her toilet paper, but it turned him on knowing he was pleasing her. Though the taste was not particularly pleasant, he loved when she sat on his face, and used his tongue in such an intimate way.

"I want that arse spotless slave, you know I don't like wiping, get your tongue deeper" she encouraged.

Sam tried to mumble a response, but was unable to with his mistress' arse on his face. She carried on fingering herself as he pistoned in and out of her anus. Karen climaxed, gripping her slave's head as he cleaned her asehole. The taste of shit had been replaced with sweat and her pussy.

"Mmmmmm good job toilet paper" Karen taunted "but I bet you're thirsty now, open your mouth slut."

Squatting over him, she began letting out a steady stream of her golden nectar. Sam gasped, struggling to drink it without spilling any. As he coughed and spluttered Karen laughed, obviously enjoying his predicament. Then she stepped out of the bath and exited, leaving Sam to wash up and brush his teeth.

Karen called Sam back into the bedroom, by now she was getting dressed.

"I'm done with you for today, I'm going to have a shower and then I'm meeting a friend for lunch, you can see yourself out" she remarked offhandedly.

Sam nodded, thanking her.

"Oh and you can pick me up on Tuesday at 7 from my spin class, I plan on putting that mouth of yours to work" Karen added. "You know how sweaty I can get."

As she was about to leave the room, Karen stopped, spotting his cock cage, and then looking back at Sam. She then picked it up, along with the key, and gave him an evil glare.

"Hands behind your back" she ordered, before locking him back up in chastity, and pocketing the key.

"Just to make sure you're thinking about me" she teased. "I love a nice, eager sub to worship me orally" Karen added as she left the room.

Sam was frustrated, and utterly turned on as he got dressed and checked his phone. His cock immediately strained in its cage as he saw a text from Helen

'My house 1 o'clock, I have few jobs for you ;)'

Sam's balls ached imagining what she had in store for him. Today was going to be a long, frustrating day.