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| i would love to be the lifetime servant/slave to a non pro Dominant Woman who would like to own or use a servant/slave like me 2/47 or lifetime 24/7 oncall.Her rules, Her schedule, Her convenience.A longterm permanent relationship with a Dominant Woman is my dream .i will never ask for anything for myself or ask for sex and will consider my oral fixation to be a service that you use at your convenience and for anything but sex.You don't have to be dominant or whip wielding just being a Woman who wants a sub or slave to use for Her own pleasure and comfort under her terms and conditions without Her ever having to do anything for me or give anything back.That would be more than a dream come thru for me.To be enslaved and owned by a Woman for the rest of my life.I will worship you and serve you in the way that you want to be served.I will never ask for anything for myself and will concentrate on serving and pleasing you without expecting anything in return.i will even be a cuckold if you want me to be.i am very submissive,very obedient and very subservient with previous experience as a domestic service slave. i have had experiencing serving three Dominant Women in the past and I know what it is to put my interests in the background even to the point of expecting and getting anything in return and accept and work hard to meet Her interests.The best thing of serving a Dominant Woman is having to learn to love serving Her in the way that She wants to be served. i am naturally submissive and the only training i need is training in how to serve you the way you want to be served which is different for every Woman.i can run errands, do housework, do laundry, wash your car, attend you when you bathe and anything else to be of use to you and to make you comfortable and satisfied or i can be a purely oncall oral slave. i just want to belong to one Woman for the rest of my life, to serve Her and Worship Her and to be of use to Her under Her terms. Whatever is convenient for Her. I truely believe that every Woman has the right to have at least one servant/slave for Her comfort and Her convenience.You can use me 24/7 or oncall, whatever is convenient for you and fits your needs.Not interested in pro sessions and not interested in men of any persuasion and gender. i love Women and need to serve one Woman who wants to own a slave like me and use me in the way She wants for the rest of my life.
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When i become the property of a Dominant Woman i will let the whole world know by telling them who She is my owner by posting a photo on my profile of me sucking and kissing her toes. My journal will be only about me serving her. She will own me body, soul and mind and I will belong to her and only her. |
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I believe that the only reason for a slave to tell a Dominant Woman his likes and dislikes is for her to know his weaknesses so that she can use them to control and to mold the slave into the kind of servant she wants. A slave with a laundry list is not a slave and a woman who takes his laundry list into consideration is not dominant but instead is working for the him.I believe in baring my soul and confessing to a Dominant Woman so that she can find my weaknesses and take advantage of me for her pleasure and her comfort. She doesn't even have to be Dominant in the sense that we know, just a Woman who wants a slave to take advantage of for her pleasure and her comfort without having to deal with macho and chauvinist stuff.I would be open and vulnerable and accept that I am nothing more than a puppet and a slave with no choice in how I serve, with no rights and with no free will. I can be used for domestic and yard work, or to run errands or as a piece of furniture, or a whipping post or for oral service and humiliation. Whatever it takes for a Dominant Woman to feel like she is getting what she wants out of me and I am submitting to her will and serving her faithfully and selflessly, never asking for anything for myself, never asking for sex and always ready and willing to do my owners bidding. Every woman has the birth right to have and own at least one man who will be her slave and servant and who will accept any humiliation or any way she treats him jusy so that she gets what she is entitled to as a woman.Every woman is a Goddess and a Queen and is entitled to own and use at least one male slave at all times in her life.Use him and discard him when she is bored with him and get another one and as many as she wants in order to fullfil her every wish and need.The only thing that is important is the the woman is happy and always satisfied and knows that all she has to do is is want me to do what she wants without having to tell me anything. I want to be so in tune with what the woman wants that just theb way she moves or what she feels or what she does is enough for me to know what to do. She can ignore me while I am always at her feet or following her around the house or she has me so busy working for her that all of my time is taken up with serving her and attending to her needs. |
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Making it clear once again. I have NO INTEREST in males, trans, crossers,bi,switch or any form of or denomination or derivative of. I LOVE WOMEN. WOMEN. I don"t want to become one I just want to serve and worship WOMEN. |
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For a while i was oncall for both Lorraine and Delia and sometimes i had to hurry to be on time. Luckyly they were sisters and both knew that they were using me and they didn't live too far from me or from each other. Sometimes it was as if they were toying with me puttinmg demands on my time that kept me running from one to the other. If it looked like i might have free time Lorraine or Delia would call and I would have to hurry to serve them. Delia who was the older sister was the person who originally encourage Lorraine to accept me as her slave and thru Lorraine Delia lived vicariously by telling her what to do and how to treat me. When Lorraine got married and had no use for me she passed ownership to Delian but would stiull use me from time to time. Sometimes there would be long periods in between serving them and then suddenly I would be busy running from one to the other.i have had many of days that I had chapped lips and neck pain from the demands that they placed on me.There were days that it didn't matter how much I washed I could wash their scent ioff from my face. And my breath would change until they astopped using me. Thank god both Delia and Lorraine were clean and fresh most of the times. There were times that it wasn't that way, mostly when they didn't have a lot of free time and didn't have time to wash up prefering to use every free minute for their pleasure. I had to perform no matter what. Sometimes it was early in the morning, or after a lon g day at work or a night out with the girls and they left one or two hours early just for me to serve them.lorraine would call and give me a grocery list and I would go shopping for her giving her at least three free hours. Delia did the same but she had a lover on the side and sometimes she would use the free time to see him.I didn't know she had a lover and i never found out who he was. the way I found out was when delia used me in a way that Lorraine did. She just decided to use one of her ideas for herslef. It was a summer day early in the morning and her husband was at work. Lorraine knew that I was free that day because she had my work schedule and would make plans to use my days off for her pleasure. She had me wait for her at the front steps of the apartment building where one of her single girlfriends lived. It wasn't unusual because she did that when she had a lot of free time. i waited on the steps for about an hpour or more and delia arrived. She told me to follow her up the stairs and when we got to her girlfriends apartment she opened the door and we both went in. Delia never told me what she was planning and if I ever dared questioned her all that would happen was that i would get a beating or at least a slap.She told me take all of my clothes off and she put it shoes, socks keys and all in her girlfriends hamper. She walked into the bedroom with me following and took off her clothes and put on very sexy lingerie. she had never done that before and I commented on how nice she looked. She immediately snapped back that it was n ot for me and said get on your knees and do what you do. She also said that i shgould be carefull not to suck up all of her juices or leave too wet. I was so happy to eat her that I very submissively said yes and startyed to do what she wanted.As I was eating she made a call with her cellphone and was talking to a man asking him when he was coming over. She then said ring the bell when you get here. I didn't dare ask any questions but I was worried that whoever was coming would catch me with her. I looked up pleading with my eyes and she just looked down as if to say whats your problem. I knew then that Iwould be there when he got there. I knew that Delia and Lorraine had no interest in men who liked men so Iwasn't worried about that but I remember when Lorraine had me under her bed while she made love above me. What I didn't know was that it was originally Delias idea. Delia wasn't going to give me no information about what was going to happen so I just continued eating her carefully. I didn't want to upset her. About fifteen minutes later the door bell rang and Delia just stood up leaving me on my knees. She then puished me down and told me to get under the bed. As I crawled under she threw her panties under the bed where my face would hav e been and i grabbed it and kissed it and smelled it inhaling her scent. She wal.ked out to the living room and opened the front door. i could hear her walking back and saw two pairs of legs enter the bedroom. I satyed as quiet as Icould and listened as she got on the bed and started to make love. I was under there for almost two hours listening to her make love, smelling her scent on her panties and feeling jealous. I heard her orgasm at least three long times before they stopped and they got up and she walked him to the door. I heard the door close and saw her walking back to the bedroom. I started to get out from under the bed and she told me to stay under until she told me to come pout. A few minuites later she told me to come out. She always kept tight control over me. I saw a condom on the floor. She took the panties from me and put it over my head leaving an opening for my mouth and then laid back on the bed opening her legs putting one foot on my shoulder and the other on the bed. She was wide open and smelled like lubricant, I was reluctant but I knew what I had to do. She always said that it can't always be rosy and honey, sometimes its going to be bitter.She said do what you do, I don't have a lot of time and i did what she said to do. No matter how hard i worked she just got colder and colder down there and wouldn't orgasm. She just got up and told me to follow her to the bathroom. She stepped into the shower and turned the faucet on. She threw the soap on the floor of the shower and I picked it up and started to soap her and help her bathe. She grabbed me by my ear and painfully pulled me under her, putting one foot on my shoulder and she poured out a torrent of her champaigne on my face and the front of my chest. It was as if I was hit with a gushing, hot water hose then I finished helping her bathe. I dried her and helped her get dressed and when she was ready to leave she told me to get my clothes from the hamper and get dressed. I was still wet and didn't have time to dry off but she wanted me to hurry up and leave before she did so she could lock the apartment. I didn't see her for almost two weeks after that but when she eventually diud call she gace me complements for the first and only time. She said that she wanted me to get used to that if i still wanted to see her. I did want to see her so Isaid yes. It didn't happen very frequently but like everything else I never had any warning. She controlled everything I did and Iwas always at the mercy of her whim. |
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One of the experiences that made me realize that I was submissive to women was with as french canadian woman who I met when I was on vacation in Jamaica. I met on the last two days in a restaurant and she invited me up to her room. She was of mixed french and african, Moroccan heritage.She had pretty toes and noticed in the begining that I was admiring her toes and before long her feet were in my lap and I was rubbing them and ocasionally kissing them.I was fascinated by how arrogant and self assured she was. We didn't do anything else. I had no idea at the time that I was submissive to women.After my experience with lorraine I knew that I was and after serving her sister Dalia I knew that i was a slave. Bianca was the first woman that I knew who was assertive, arrogant, self assured and intending to have things her way.I thought that it had something to do with the fact that she was of french mix.I loved cunnilingus and I loved womens feet and toes. I was just right for what she wanted.She invited me to Toronto for a visit which I did about a month later. We went to dinner and where her arrogance came out even more and would give me orders in french loud enough for anyone close by to hear. You would think that I was her waiter. During dinner I got romantic and asked her for a steady boyfriend/girlfriend relationship. She said no and said that this was only temporary and at some point she was going to end it.her frankness was new to me but she still held my interest.She showed me the town all the while talking to me as if I was her subordinate and would even stop and have me take her heels off to scrape the small pebbles that got inside of her shoes.Her arrogance and the way she treated me fascinated me. I didn't know what it was at the time but I liked it.When we got back to her apartment she kicked her shoes off and told me to pick them up and I walked behind her as she took her clothes off and threw it on the floor. She told me where to find her bedroom slippers and stopped me when I tried to sit on her sofa. She told me to sit on the floor and rub her toes before I put her slippers on her feet. I was turned on and wanted to make love to her and begged her in between kissing her toes. She ignored me and got up and went to the kitchen after telling me to stay there, when she came back she had a glass of juice and had me rubbing and kissing her feet again.After a good while she said okay but only but only my face between her legs. I knew what she meant and I was eager to and thought that she would want to make love after but after forty five minutes of eating her she orgasm in a big way like I had ever experienced and when she was finished said she was done and went to sleep. The next night the same thing happened and again on the last night. She was done and was adamant that she was done and didn't want anything else. The other thing that i noticed is that after I went down on her she wouldn't let me kiss her, she would turn away or put her hand in my face saying no.Before I was able tio kiss her on the cheeks but after she wou;ldn't even let me do that.Whenever I trioed she would have a disgusting look on her face but when it came to kissing her feet she would have her toes in my mouth before i knew what happened.the same thing with my face between her legs. She never allowed me to kiss her.I left canada without making love to her and when she visited me the same thing happened.Even though she was in my house she was still bossy and arrogant.I never got to make love to her.On the second visit I asked to be her boyfriend again and that is when she told me that she had a boyfriend and that it was serious and she was engaged to him.That explained the day long disapearances when I was with her in Toronto and the way she went into the bathroom to answer her calls. She even aswered her phone once while i was going down on her and she shished me and covered my face with her hand holding my mouth in place. She spoke in french so I didn't know who she was talking to. When she hung up she said that it was her grandmother.She dismissed my questions and repositioned my head between her legs and just closed her eyes and ign ored me.I thought I was making progress but I was wrong and the thing that amazed me is that I was still fascinated by her and still willing to do what she wanted which was a first for me.In the past I would have never gone down on a wo,man if I knew she had a boyfriend.After another visit she told me she was getting married and I never heard from her again. Becasue of her I started thinking but it was a while before I realized that I was submissive. maybe she made me that way or maybe she brought out what was always there. In either case she saw me for what I was and took control of me for her pleasure.I am happy to have had that experience because it made me see who I truely am. |
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It had been almost a month since I heard from Lorraine and I thought that she had decided to kick me to the curb. I would see her older sister Dalia from time to time while in the supermarket or in stores or a friends party. Most of the times she would give me a knowing smile because i had reluctantly served her after Lorraine passed on ownership of me to her. If she was with girlfriends she would speak to them and they would all look at me and if she was with her husband or her family she would ign ore me as if i didn't exist. I knew that her girlfriends were talking about me and that they knew sonmething but I didn't know how much they knew until I tried to talk to one of them. I approached who I thought qwas a distant girlfriend of delia because it had been so long since I had been with a woman. When i said hello she was cold in her response even though we had talked in the past so I wasn't a stranger. I said hello and she shot back " you are Delias friend right? i said yes and she said why are you trying to talk to me? I said that I only wanted to talk. She then said you are Delias toilet and you shouldn't be trying to talk to women behind her back. I was a little shocked but somehow expected it. I said delia is married and she said so waht, get over it and said excuse me I have to go and just walked away.I knew that i would be getting a call but nothing came. I did get a call from her younger sister Lorraine who called my number by accident. She dropped me when she got married and called me back when she got pregnant because sex at home had slowed to a stop. When she was back to normal after having the baby she passed ownership of me to her older sister but said she would be using me from time to time if she wanted to. when she called i thought she was pregnant again but she had called by accident. When she realized it was me she said wrong number and then goodbye. i started to beg to see her and told her how much i missed her. She said that i belonged to delia and shouldn't be begging to see her. In the middle of my begging she said that she would tell delia and to expect a call from her. Lorraine was very pretty and Delia who was ten years older was an older version of her. Lorraine had everything that I thoughjt I loved. She had the legs, the feet and toes, the hips, the buble behind. she was pretty and had a wry mischivous smile that a slave would recognize as a woman who wiull use you. delias smile was kmore evil and disdaining, a smile that tyold you if you pissed her off she would hurt you. she was always ready for a fight and an argument and you had to be careful what you said around her. Physically she had all the things that I would get to love although bin the beginning I didn't know that I would.She was at least fifty pounds heavier than lorraine, had five children. She had a tummy but was curvy, had stretch marks on her stomach, hips, butt and back of her legs. She had dark spiots between her legs from her thighs rub bing together and cellulite between her legs and the back of her legs. She had size seven feet with short pudgy toes and would tell me that her feet were prettier than my face. I came to love all of that and just seing her alone broguth me to m y knees.Two days passed before i got a phone call from Lorraine. She asked me if i would be home later and i said yes. i was happy. It looked as if she changed her mind and i was going to get to serve and worship her again. She was at my door in fifteen minutes ringing my bell and knocking on my door. What I didn't know is that she was ringiung the bell and dfelia was knocking on the door.When i opened iut lorraine walked in but Delia remain outside out of view. Lorraine immediately laced into me with a slap and then another one and cursed me telling me how dare I beg her when i belonged to delia. I blurted out i didn't want to serve delia I wanted to serve her and thats when Delia walked in. She was angry and i was afraid. I knew I had a problem. I could have easily fended off both women but I was submissive to Lorraine and wouldn't think of raising my hand to her or any woman and she knew it because of the times that she beat me. depending on her mood she would slap me whenever she felt like it and I would just kneel and kiss her shoes or her feet. She slapped me again and told me to stop b eing an idiot, that Delia is my owner and that was that. I looked at delia and saw the anger and determination in her face. I saw the same in Lorraines face and I meekly and respectfully said yes hoping to avoid getting a beating. Lorraine mushed my face and spit in my face followed by a slap that left my ears ringing and then walked out leaving me with Delia. She was taking off a thick strap and wrapping it around her hand. She reached back and locked the door and then shoved me towards the living room. She just said kneel down and I did knowing what was coming. She kicked off her shoes as if getting ready to fight and i immediately started kissing her feet and her toes. I was sucking on her toes. She waited for a while, long enough for me to think she had changed her mind but she was only enjoying my devotion to her feet and when she was satisfied the beating started. She talked to me as she beat me telling me I better straigthen up and accept reality, accept that I was her slave and no one else, that she had better not hear that I am talking to another woman or going out or doing anything but waiting for her call.The beatiung seem to go on for a long time and i tried to be quiet so that the neiughbors wouldn't hear. i took the beating quietly but that was making her angrier and making her beat me more. When I couldn't take anymore i begged her to stop, kissed her feet and begged until she stiopped. She looped the belt and put it around my kneck and dragged me over to the sofa where she put one leg up on the sofa and dragged me under her. i was still pleadin g with her and beggin her. She looked down at me and said shut up, eat, now. I started to eagerly eat her and contin ue to beg. everything about her was so beautiful and so perfect and i felt myself falling deep into submission to her. Suddenly Lorraine was no longer the center of my life. Delia was. I orally worshipped like a starving man until she grabbed my head and positioned my mouth over her clitoris. She was very open and wet and it didn'tt tsker long for her to beging to orgasm. She sat on the s0ofa and c ontinued orgasming as I ate and ate and then she stopped me and told me to lap her up. I did and watched her fasce go from angry to satisfied with herself. She kn ew that she had broken. She left me on my knees and left her worn and stained panties on the sofa. from that day on all I could do was think about Delia and how foolish I had been to not see that she was a truely dominant woman who intended to use me as opposed to Lorraine who was really just taking advantage of my oral fixation. I didn't hear from Delia and began to think that it was only going to be a one time thing with her. About two weeks later my phone rang and Delia was on her way over. When she walked in she was in a hurry. She looked at me sternly as if to see if I was submissive to her and then said kneel. She lifted her skirt and had no panties on and she straddled my mouth an d just poured urine down my throat. I was really struggling and only lost a few drops but swallowed enough for her to say good job. after I orally cleaned her she dropped her dress and left saying I will call you. It went on like that for three more times in a week and I began to think that it was all she wanted from me. Until one day that she invited me over to her other sisters apartment where I was allowed to orally serve her for hours while she made herself comfortable. I waited on her, got her snacks and prepared food and massaged her feet in between periods of eating her.Her sister who was single wasn't there but I knew that she had put two and two together when she arrived and i had to leave.i wandered if I wpould be passed on to her also. it would be a shame because deliua had everything I dreamed about and hoped to find. She did beat me more often that Lorraine did but for the most part she got a kick out of using me as her toilet. That was her real purpose. she said that she got all the sex she needed at home and that the times that I orally served her was after she had been making love but didn't orgasm and needed the release and it was mostly just to keep me submisive to her and in need of serving her. Orally serving her was a dream come thru, she would relax and ign ore me and have me down there on my knees for two to three hours until she was ready to orgasm. She would answer her email, talk on her cellphone and treat me like an object that was no more important than her shoes or her underwear or her toilet. She had me mind body and soul to the point that I felt comfort serving her evenm though she would ignore me and treat me like I was of no consequence and very unimportant to her.She didn't have to beat me to get me to submit to her, just her attitude and her superior ways was more than enough to get me to do her bidding.She still had more surprises for me as i ghot deeper and deeper into submission to her. She used me more than Lorraine did but I was of less inmportance to her than i was to Lorraine. I felt as if I was nothing and only felt self worth and comfort when I was serving her. |
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Most women have no idea of how powerful the sight of their feet and toes are. Bare feet and toes are like a command to me to fall to my knees and beg to worship her. Not to mention the scent of her toes after a long day of wearing stockings and heels. Its like an aphrodisiac. Also a woman is more sensuous dressed in everyday clothes. When i see a woman that I want to serve and worship I see her wearing everyday clothes and not wearing leather with a whip in her hands.Thats okay also but worshipping a woman in a leather outfit or costume is play. Worshipping a woman who is dressed as she is or wants is true submission. A woman shouldn,t have to wear a costume to please the sub. If she happens to be wearing sweats and flip flops and feel like being served and worshipped then its the duty of the sub or slave to comply. After all she is beautifull no matter what she is wearing or what time of day or night. What counts is she wants to be served under her terms and when its convenient for her. she shouldn,t have to get a pedicure or go to the hair dresser or put on a costume. She can come as she is. Maybe its the end of her workday and she does not have time to wash up or dress up. A ture servant/slave would stiull be eager to serve. What turns me on is not what she is wearing but her attitude and desires at the time and her insistence on being served. |
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There is a Japanese site called Natural Foot which celebrates female feet and toes. Very sensuos. It showcases how naturally beautiful womens feet and toes are with or without a pedicure. I tend to belive that the toes of the woman that i serve are beautiful. If her nails are not painted because she didn't have to do anything special for me to kiss and worship her toes makes it that clearer to me that i am to wporship her feet painted toenails or not. i have seen womens toes in clear polish and that looks so kissable. |
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Just got an email from a man and viewed by another. Let me make this clear. Straight means that I am not NOT INTERESTED IN men, male female couples, transexuals, bi, transgender, women who want bi males, men posing as women,being friends with other straight males or sub males or none of it NOT INTERESTED IN ANYTHING MALE.I love women and have no interest in men or in interaction with men of any gender, persuasion or reason. My life and my service is private and between me and the woman that I eventually get to serve. |
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Serving Lorraines sister Delia was a very different experience. Delia was older, married with four children. She was impatient, direct and quick to use her hands or give you a talking to.Facially they looked like twins but delia had bigger hips, a bigger bottom and all the things that came with having four children. I loved eating her because of her stretch marks and the cellulite on her inner thighs. I even got to yearn to eat her because of those things I had never seen before and when i saw them for the first time i was wrapoped up in the scent, the taste and the sight of her vagina. I was hooked. I came to believe that those things were very sexy and very enticing.The only thing about her was that she was violent and quick to use her hands.But I got to love eating her so much that I got accustomed to and accepted her way of treating me.When Lorraine got engaged she had been letting Delia use me for service. She turned over ownership of me to Delia. Her agreement with Delia was that she was going to keep me from getting into a relationship with another woman an Lorraine wadx going to be able to use me when she wanted. de;lia agreed but it seemed as if she was tryibg to break Lorraines hold on me and make me her slave instead. Lorraine dropped me and I didn't speak to her for almost a year.She avoided me as much as she could and when I saw her I wasn't allowed to talk to her . In that time Delia did everything to make me forget Lorraine and she was sucessful until Lorraine called and said she wanted to see me. Delia gave me permission and Loraine came over to my apartment.it was around three am after her bachilorette party and the day before her wedding. She just walked in without saying a word, motioned with her finger for me to follow her into my living room sat on my loveseat pointing to the floor in front of her, opened her legs and unzipped the front of her panties taking my head and guiding my mouth to her open vagina. She stuck her fingers into both of my ears stimulating them until she heard me moaning with lust and then sat bac vk and enjoyed my worship of her vagina.I spent that morning on my knees eating her. She told me about her wedding plans and her honeymoon trip to the Bahamas. How good the sex was with her fiancee and how many children she wanted to have. She told me not to worry because I showed that I knew how to be discrete and she might need to use my mouth from time to time. I was muffling thanks to her while passionately eating her and she started to orgasm on my mouth. When she was finished I was sad. I told her that Delia was trying to take me over and keep me from her. Lorraine slapped me a yelled at me telling me that she didn't want to hear it and I should be obedient to Delia. Before she left she left me with a reminder that guaranteed that I would come to her when she called. She had me kneel under her, took her panties and draped it over my head with the zippered front exposing my mouth, stood over me and emptied her bladder in my mouth. It was a struggle but I swallowed most of it. When she was done I sucked and licked her dry and she just turned and walked out leaving me on my knees in the middle of my living room with her panties over my head. I was really sad and knew that I wouldn't see her as often or at all. Later that day I received a call from delia who was angry and yelling at me and ;promising to make me regret telling lorraine that she was trying to steal me from her. Luckily she had to get ready for the wedding but I knew that I would pay for sayting what I did. She was more violent that Lorraine and people feared her. Now I feared her and didn't know what was going to happen. I knew that whatever it was I had to take it from her. Lorraine had read me the riot act and now I had to accept any consequencies for what I said. |
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One of the ways that Lorraine used me was for domestic duties. When she was single she had me doing all of her housework, sweeping, mopping, laundry and cleanin g up after her. She had me move to the same floor of her apartment so that i would be available 24/7 to her. If she wasn't dating I would be over to her apartment sometimes two or three times a week orally serving her. Most of the times she would ignore me, talk on her phone or just relax watching a movie without ever saying a word to me. If she called me over and when she open ed the door she had no bottoms or panties on I knew that I had to follow her to the sofa and get on my knees to serve her.She had me trained and had me doing her biudding without her having to say a word to me except " okay, I am done, time for you to go" She would allow me into her apartment at least once a week for housekeeping or if sjhe was expecting company. On more than a few times her sister would walk in and i would on my knees orally serving her and theyb would talk to each other as if i wasn't there. On a few ocassions she had me orally serving her up to the minute before her date arrive and then I would have to go under her bed and listen as she made love above me. On more than one ocassion she told me to come over to do housework and while i was sweeping and mopping i would hear her making love in her bedroom. When her date left she would call me over to orally bring her to orgasms if she didn't have any and then i would have to change her sheets and straigthern up her bedroom. When she was in a relationship I would sometimes not see her for months and during that time I had to act as if we didn't know each other if i ran into her and her date. When she got married all of that changed, I rarely did housework or ran errands for her and she passed ownership to her sister. For a while i didn't see her but when she got pregnant with her first child she called me back to orally serve her. Both sisters beat me to hold onto me but Lorraines was more severe and since i didn't want to experience it from her again i went back to her. After her chgild was born she dropped me and her sister took possesion of me again.I got a beating from her sister and just settled back into serving her.Serving her sister was a lot different than serving Lorraine. |
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There were times when Lorraine did not have any time for me and i would have to wait for weeks and sometimes months to orally serve her. To keep me interested she would call me and have me meet her and she would give me her worn panties and panty hose so that I could enjoy all of her scents. Some times she only had time to allow me to kiss and suck her toes but when she had free time I would get to orally serve her for hours sometimes as much as three hours before she started to orgasm on my mouth. She would make herself comfortable, watch a video, sip on her favorite glass of wine and take her time cumming. Sometimes i saw during her lunch hour and then in would have ten to fifteen minutes to bring her to orgasm. If I failed she would lose interest in me and not bother to call for weeks. Sometimes it would be at the end of her workday and the only reason for orally serving her was to clean her out and put her in the frame of mind to make love when she got home. She had the most delicious taste at the end of her workday combined with her scent it made an aphrodisiac that would drive me deeper and deeper into submission to her. I craved her scent and her taste and would give up my lunch hour just to eat from her. Add that taste to her dominant personality and she didn't have to lift a finger to get me to submit to her. |
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| Age: 30 |
| Melbourne,
Australia |
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