Jim was more than a little bit shocked to find himself on his hands and knees in front of his girlfriend Sharon, licking the heels of her shoes slavishly at her command. Evidently, the clerk at the robotics store in the mall had played a wicked prank on him because she was unimpressed by his dedication to his girlfriend. He had wanted to spend a mere $20 on Sharon's birthday, and now he was paying the price...
Jim had always had his way with Sharon and he had never envisioned himself in such a degrading and servile position. He called upon all the pride inside of himself to resist her efforts to dominate him. He looked up at the new shiny, sexy Sharon and attempted to reassert his will through his eyes. "I am not a slave," Jim's eyes screamed, "I'm a MAN!"
Much to Jim's dismay, however, Sharon's icy cold glare turned to amusement. "You are no man," she laughed haughtily. "You are a slave. You are MY slave. And you will OBEY ME!"
Jim shuddered. It was as if she was reading his mind. She HAD read his mind. Jim trembled in fear at that thought... And that wasn't even the scariest part. Even more ominous than Sharon's power to read his mind was her ability to control his body. When he obeyed her, he felt great pleasure... even in such a humiliating act as licking her dirty boot heels. And when he tried to assert his own will, he was filled with mindnumbing pain. She used the whip on him perhaps for symbolic effect only, for she did not need it. She need only will the pain that racked his body when he tried to disobey.
Sharon laughed again and Jim knew that she was amused by the process of his own thoughts and the fear that she smelled in him. Jim shook his head in disbelief, but dared not stop licking her feet as she had commanded.
"Believe it SLAVE!" Sharon spat. "Believe that I am your Masteress and that I own you now, body and soul. The ring that you unwittingly gave to me, gave me that power over you. You offered me your mind and your body and I accept. You made yourself my slave and I shall be a hard Mistress, but in time you shall learn to enjoy pleasing me. You shall learn to apprehend and cater to my every whim." Sharon's smile widened sadistically.
"No... please..." was all Jim managed before his body wrenched in pain and the will drained from him.
"You don't believe it?" Sharon was enjoying Jim's futile attempt to free himself. "Here is proof that I own you, that you are my slave. Kiss my ass!" Sharon turned her back to Jim and placed her hands on her knees. She had always had a beautiful tight ass, but now, somehow, Sharon's naked ass was the most divine thing he had ever witnessed. She looked back over her shoulder at him, smiling in response to the reverence that he could not hide in his own eyes.
"Kiss my ass, like a slave kissing his mistress' ass. Pay homage to the lowest part of my body. Go ahead slave, you know how much it will please you to kneel there and kiss my ass and prove to yourself and to me that you are my slave."
Jim wanted to resist, he knew he HAD to resist. He knew that his life as a man, his free will depended on resistance, on refusing this degradation...
But with tears of shame in his eyes, Jim leaned forward and he pressed his lips to Sharon's buttocks in a gesture of absolute submission. The pleasure immediately overtook Jim's body and he felt the greatest orgasm he had ever felt charge through his body as he came on the floor between his mistress' feet...
But the pleasure did not absolve the humiliation that flushed in his face...
Thu Oct 5 03:06:14 2000