My Submissive Life
13. The Neighbor
The next thing I knew Miss Zeta was jabbing me in the ribs. "Get up you little
whore." She pointed to the bedroom door, as I got up and started toward the
hallway. I spent the rest of the afternoon doing various chores for Miss Zeta.
As I was cleaning she revealed their plans for the evening . "We are having a
guest tonight. Go to the basement and clean yourself up."
I nervously went through the door and down to the basement. It was different
from the rest of the house, and it looked unused. After a few moments it became
clear to me that the basement was the servant area. There was a small bedroom
and a bathroom with a shower. I hurriedly showered and returned up the stairs.
As I entered the kitchen Miss Zeta and Miss Carol were waiting on me. I could
feel my face turn red as Miss Carol inspected me. "I hope Lynn appreciates what
we are doing for her. Did you tell her what we are doing tonight, Zeta?"
"Yes, she knows. I think she is ready. I know she wants to. Of course this is
her first time." My curiosity was killing me. What were they talking about?
Who was Lynn, and what were they going to do? Miss Carol grabbed my chin and
moved up to my face. "You will absolutely follow ever one or our orders
tonight. Do you understand?" Yes ma'am. "Lynn is a very special neighbor
and friend of ours. We have spent a lot of time bringing her into our
confidence. She has become very curious about our life style. " She let go of
my chin and went to the table to sit down. "I think I will give Lynn a call to
make sure she is coming.
She dialed the number and sat quietly waiting for an answer. "Oh, Lynn. Just
wanted to give you a call and make sure..." She seemed to get cut off, but she
leaned back with a smile. "Good. Good. I also want you to know that we have
everything prepared for you. You know." She paused and listened again.
"That's right. Well good. I am glad you have been thinking about it. This is
your opportunity to learn and have fun." She paused again. "Good, we will see
you in a few minutes." Miss Carol looked at Miss Zeta as she got up. My heart
was pounding. "Let's get the large bottle of wine she likes." She looked at me
harshly. "You better perform well tonight if you want any skin left on you ass
when you leave tomorrow." Yes ma'am. I began to feel very nervous. I was not
sure what to do.
Miss Zeta got the wine ready and showed me what to do when it was time to serve.
"Just wait in here until I ring the bell. Then you will come in and bow before
us. " The doorbell rang and Miss Zeta left the kitchen. I could hear them talk
as she opened the door. They went to the living area and sat down. I listened
carefully.
"Thank you two for inviting me over. I have been looking forward to this
evening. I must admit something to both of you. I have been hoping for some
time that I would get this opportunity. In fact I have been practicing a little
with my husband. As I explained before, Bill is the submissive type. For
several years now, I have led him through everything he does, even sex. So I
am used to having a submissive man around." Their voices stopped, and I heard
the bell ring. I took a deep breath and began walking through the door. My
heart was racing and my face was burning with embarrassment knowing that the
three women would humiliate me.
I noticed in a glance how attractive Miss Lynn was. She had long dark hair and
a pretty face. I quickly bowed. Is there anything I can get you please? My
voice cracked a little, as I was so deeply embarrassed. Miss Lynn starred at me
for a few moments as the room became deafly quite. "So, this is the slut?"
Miss Carol looked at her. "This is our submissive slut. But I must say, he is
very obedient. He has tried to do everything we ask." For a moment, I forgot
my humiliation and actually felt a bit of pride. "You can pour the wine now."
I nervously poured their wine, and returned to where I was standing. "Now, get
down on your knees and give Lynn a formal welcome." I quickly got to my knees
and moved towards her feet. She was wearing a very short dress with high heels,
and she was not wearing hose. As I kissed the toes of her shoes I could feel my
face burning even more. "Take her shoes off you fool." I looked up at Miss
Lynn. "Go ahead, its ok." As I removed her high heel my nostrils immediately
filled with the odor of her encased foot. It was obviously that she had not
taken a shower before she came over, and the thought of worshipping her feet
gave my penis an immediate twinge. I quickly removed her other heel and was
again rewarded with her natural odor. I began kissing her toes and feet. "Oh
my, that feels good. Does he do everything this good?" I could feel my penis
becoming erect as Miss Carol spoke up. "I am sure you will find out. But lets
not get carried away now. We have wine to drink. Get back to the kitchen,
Slut." I quickly complied as they continued their conversation.
"As I was saying, Bill is very submissive, but I think it is time to expand his
horizons. He does everything I ask, but I want to take him to a higher level of
service. I want to see what it is like to have a fully trained slave, and I
need some body to practice on." They talked for quite a while. The wine was
having the desired effect, because their conversation became less inhibited as
time went on. The bell rang again, and I quickly returned to the living area.
"Bring us another bottle." I hurriedly opened another bottle and returned.
Miss Lynn looked at me this time. "Why don't you work on my feet again. I like
that. " I looked at Miss Carol to see her nod in agreement. I quickly took my
place at Miss Lynn's feet, and began worshipping her feet. "A little bit of
wine and a good foot message and I'll be as horny as a toad." Then she laughed.
"Bill worships my feet before he eats my pussy." Her words immediately excited
me. For the first time since early afternoon, my balls were churning. "Oh, I
hope I didn't offend you." Miss Carol laughed. "No, not at all. We know
exactly what you mean. I good foot worship and toe sucking will make my pussy
wet any time." They all laughed. "He will use his tongue to clean your ass
hole too." Miss Carol began an explicit description of various things they had
done to me. Miss Lynn was pleased with their conversation.
Despite the embarrassment of being humiliated by three women at one time, I
could feel my penis become almost fully erect. "Tell me Lynn, is Bill in town,
or is he waiting on you at home?" Miss Lynn shifted her position and rubbed her
foot on my face. "He is out of town, but I told him about tonight." I was
amazed at her response. "I tell him everything I do. When we were dating and
in college, I used to go out with other men. Sometimes I would have sex with
another man, then come back to Bill's apartment and make him give me head." She
laughed. "He will do anything for me. I have thought about making him watch me
have sex with another man. But, I really don't want another man in my life.
Once you start fucking them, they won't leave you alone." She paused as she
took a large sip of wine. "However, another submissive might be nice."
Miss Carol got up. "I'll pour us some more wine. We don't want to interrupt
our little slave boy." As they continued to drink their conversation became
more open and more intimate. Miss Carol talked about how they had punished me
and used me for sexual pleasure. She also made it clear how they had humiliated
me as much as possible. Then she really embarrassed me. "You can piss in his
mouth if you want to." As embarrassed as I was, Miss Carol's words excited me
even more. I could feel my balls aching for release. It had been three days
since I had cum . Miss Lynn laughed at her remarks. "I have always wanted to
do that. Do you suppose he likes it? I mean having piss in his mouth?" She
uncrossed her legs and spread them slightly knowing that I could see between
them. Miss Carol responded. "Why don't you ask him?" I could feel my face
burning again.
Miss Lynn leaned forward and put her fingers under my chin. "Tell me. Would
you like to have my piss in your mouth?" As I rose up to meet her chin, I knew
that my penis would be sticking straight up. "Oh, look at this." He is hard
just thinking about it." Miss Carol and Miss Zeta moved closer to see. I was
so embarrassed. "Well, would you?" Yes ma'am. Although I was in total shame,
I managed to get the words out. Miss Carol grabbed my hair. "Tell Lynn how
much you want her piss. Tell her how much you want to worship her." She pulled
harder. Yes ma'am. I want very much to worship you Miss Lynn. I would be
honored to drink your piss ma'am. Please allow me the pleasure of being your
toilet. "He is a good toilet slave. He will follow you to the toilet and lick
you dry. Isn't that right slut?" Yes ma'am. She let go of my hair and she sat
back down.
"You know what I think you should do Lynn? I think you should take the little
slut home with you tonight and play with him." I could feel my balls twitch.
The thought of serving Miss Lynn was making me want to cum so badly. "You would
not mind? I can have him all night?" She reached out and put her fingers under
my chin. "I already have some ideas about how to use him." Miss Carol raised
her wine glass. "Then it is settled. You take him home for the night. I'll
make him go out the back way and across the yard. He will be waiting at your
back door." All of them stood and tipped their glasses. "Here, take the rest
of the wine with you." They began walking to the door. "I don't know how to
thank you. Then she paused. Maybe I do know how to thank you. Bill will be
back tomorrow afternoon. I may return the favor." They all laughed as Miss
Lynn walked out the door.
Miss Carol walked over to me as I bent to kiss her feet. Thank you Miss Carol
for allowing me to serve you and your friend. "You did well tonight. But don't
let it go to your head." She walked over to the patio door and opened it. She
pointed her fingers to the house next door. "Go through the hedges and wait at
her back door." Yes ma'am. Thank you ma'am.
Within a few moments I was waiting at Miss Lynn's back door. I was very excited
about the prospect of worshiping Miss Lynn. I waited in the dark for what
seemed like 15 or 20 minutes. Then I noticed a light came on in the back of the
house. Then the porch light came on. Oh my God I hopped no body could see me.
The door opened. "Well, get in here." I crawled in to the dimly light room as
she closed the door. She began walking into a hallway. Without looking back
she motioned with her finger. "Follow me." I began walking towards her. "On
your knees stupid." Yes ma'am. I did as she ordered, and followed her to the
front of the house to the living area. She sat down on the couch and looked at
me as I stopped a few inches from her feet.
"I don't know how much you heard during our conversation this evening, but don't
make the mistake of thinking I am new at this. I have had a sadistic streak in
me all my life, especially when it comes to men. Let me give you a few
instructions before we go any further. You are to do exactly as I tell you to
do. No more, no less. If you fuck up, I will punish you. Is that clear?" Yes
ma'am. "I can be very cruel." That's when I noticed the hairbrush on the couch
beside of her. "Now, take that silly apron off. I want to see that worthless
cock of yours." I was so excited by her demanding voice that I did not
hesitate. I took it off and put it in the floor. Her demeaning language had
already caused my penis to swell. She took the hairbrush and gently smacked my
penis. "If you leak on my carpet, I will turn this little cock of yours into a
burning hell. Do you understand me? " Yes ma'am.
She looked at me harshly as she stood up and began to unbutton her blouse. I
remained on my knees as she removed her blouse and began unhooking her bra.
When she bent forward and allowed her beautiful breasts to bounce free, I could
feel my penis begin to rise up again. I could not take my eyes off of them.
"Do you like them?" I was so excited I had to clear my throat. Yes ma'am, they
are beautiful. When she raised her arms to put her hands on her hips, I was
stunned even more. The growth from her armpits was unusually long. She turned
her head to inspect the thick patch of hair. She crinkled her nose in response
to the smell. "I sweat when I get horny." Then she rubbed her fingers in it
and put them under my nose. I was immediately overcome by her feminine odor.
My penis became fully erect. Thank you Miss Lynn for allowing me the honor.
"Does that excite you my little slave? Yes ma'am. She raised her arm.
"Worship me." I got up from my knees and brought my nose to her armpit. The
full strength of her scent entered my nostrils. I breathed deeply and inhaled
her odor. "Lick it." She grabbed the back of my head and I began licking the
crease in her armpit. The salty musky flavor excited my taste buds. I could
feel the churning in my balls. She raised her other arm and I responded by
burying my nose there. It was one of the most exhilarating feelings I had ever
had. My penis was sticking straight up and my balls were aching for relief.
After a few moments she grabbed my hair and pushed me back to my knees. "I
didn't shower this morning." She paused. "And I rarely wear deodorant." She
reached behind herself and unzipped her dress. It began sliding down her legs
to the floor, and I could not help but stare at her white silky panties. I was
not surprised to see thick pubic hair protruding around them. They were the
bikini type, and her hair was even coming out of the waistband. As she raised
her leg to step out of the dress, I caught the first scent of her musky pussy.
My penis immediately twitched with excitement. She looked down at my rigid cock.
"I see you are having a problem." A...yes ma'am.... I mean no ma'am. She
laughed. "Oh, I think you do. I think it is a bigger problem than you
realize."
Miss Lynn leaned over and picked up the hairbrush again. Remember what I told
you." I looked down at my penis, and noticed the large bead of pre-cum. Miss
Lynn, may I.... may I take.... a take care of it ma'am? She started smacking
the hairbrush into the palm of her hand. "Do you remember what I told you?"
Yes ma'am. As I used my finger to remove the pre-cum from my cock head and put
it in my mouth, I could feel my face burning with shame. But at the same time,
I was as excited as I had ever been.
"Now, I want you to remove my panties." I nervously put my fingers in the
waistband and pulled them down. As the silky material slid over her pussy hair,
the strong sweaty urine smell of her pussy began to fill the air. My balls
ached as I inhaled her scent and longed for the moment that I could taste her.
As I pulled the silky panties down to her feet, she stepped out of them one at a
time. "You are a panty snifter. Aren't you?" Yes ma'am. "Show me." I
opened up her panties until the crotch was exposed. I could see the wet stained
area where her pussy had rested, and the more heavily stained area in the back.
As I brought them to my face, I could feel my balls ache with lust for this
beautiful woman. They were boiling inside, and my cock was straining against my
stomach. Her glorious musky scent was driving me crazy. The aroma of her
urine and vaginal discharges permeated my nostrils. I touched it with my tongue
and pressed it into my face. Oh God it smelled and tasted so good. "I like to
wear the same pair of panties for several days, just to make them smell good.
Do you like them?" Yes ma'am. I muttered through her panties. Yes ma'am, they
are heavenly. I lost track of time as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the taste
and smell of her most intimate aromas.
"Ok. That's enough." I reluctantly moved the crotch of her panties from my
face. "It looks as though you don't follow orders very well." She began
smacking the hairbrush in her palm again. I immediately looked down at my
penis. To my horror I could see a string of pre-cum leaking to the carpet.
Please Miss Lynn. Please forgive me. I could not help myself. "Put your hands
behind your back and spread your legs." I pleaded for her forgiveness as a
moved into position. She bent to her knees and used her finger to catch the
remainder of my discharge. The she wiped it under my nose. "I told you not to
do this." Yes ma'am. I am very sorry ma'am. " So now, you will pay the
price." Please Miss Lynn. Please forgive me. She began smacking my shrinking
penis with the hairbrush. It did not hurt at first, but she gradually increased
the speed of her blows. It began to sting. Before long my penis felt like it
was on fire. Please Miss Lynn. I am so sorry. She did not reply, only to
smack my penis harder. Oh God, Miss Lynn. That hurts so badly. She continued
to smack me. Each blow was a little harder. Each time it stung more. Oh God!
Please Miss Lynn! I was getting scared.
"Shut up you little whore. I told you not to leak on my carpet." She used her
fingers to pull my limp penis up. Then she began smacking the underside of it.
Oh my God Miss Lynn. Please have mercy! But she continued to smack the
underside of my penis until the skin there was stinging like fire. I could see
her smiling as she applied each smack. It finally hurt so bad I brought my
hands around to cover my penis. "You filthy bastard! You keep your hands
behind your back or I will make you leave this instant! " Her order shocked me
back to the reality of the situation. She knew I didn't want to leave. I put
my hands back, and she began again. For several minutes she used the hairbrush
to redden and sting every inch of skin on my penis. All I could think of was my
burning penis. Just about the time I thought I could not take it any more, she
stopped. I had never felt so much pain on my penis before that night. I looked
down through my tearing eyes and noticed how red it was. She began to gently
message it. Then she held it in her open hand, and stared at it. She looked
me squarely in the eyes, and then began to smack it again. Oh please Miss Lynn,
please have mercy. I can/t stand it.
"Now, you will know that I mean business. " Yes ma'am. I am so sorry ma'am.
Please let me do something to make it up to you. "Oh yes. You will do that.
You certainly will do that." She got off of her knees and sat on the couch.
"The next time you disobey me, I will turn that cock of yours into a mass of
blisters. Now, bend over here and put your nose on the carpet and lick your
mess up." I quickly bent over and licked at the wet spot on the carpet. "Stay
there until I tell you to get up." I noticed out of the corner of my eye that
she had her hand between her legs. I was sure she was fingering herself.
Despite the burning sensation in my penis, I could feel it coming back to life.
I looked up between my legs to make sure there was nothing leaking from the
head.
"So, you think I should allow you to make up for what you have done?" Yes
ma'am. There was silence. "Like what?" I would be honored to serve you ma'am.
I would be honored to make your pussy and your asshole feel good. "I don't need
you to make my pussy feel good. Look at this." I rose up enough to look
between her legs. I was right. She had two of her fingers inside of her pussy.
I could smell her arousal. "See how wet my pussy is." She pulled her dripping
fingers out and pushed them under my nose. My cock jumped to attention as I
inhaled her swampy aroma. Please Miss Lynn. Please allow me to do that for you.
I want to please you. "She spread her legs further to expose her huge swollen
clitoris. She teased it with her finger as my penis pulsated with pain and
pleasure. The burning sensation was still there, but my carnal desires took
control of my senses. "You would like to lick this. Wouldn't you?" Yes ma'am.
"You would do anything to lick this." Yes ma'am. She suddenly pushed my face
away and stood up. "You worthless piece of shit. Follow me."
I followed close behind her on my hands and knees. We went down the hallway to
her bedroom. Then we went to her bathroom. The next thing I knew, she was
sitting on the toilet, and I was kneeling beside of her. It was going to be my
privilege to serve her at the toilet. Before long I could hear the piss
splashing into the water. She finally stood up with her legs spread as the last
stream of piss flew into the toilet. "Lick me dry." I needed no further
instruction. I immediately responded with my tongue. Her piss was very bitter,
but the act of tasting her golden fluid made me feel even more devoted to her,
and I wanted to worship her even more. "Kiss the seat where my royal ass as
been." I gladly worship the toilet seat as she towered over me. Then she
turned her back and bent over slightly. "Lick the piss that ran down on my ass
hole." Her ass hole was a beautiful sight, and as I leaned toward it, that
special odor invaded nostrils. I wasted no time in placing my tongue on her
most private opening. The acrid flavor stung my taste buds, and confirmed that
she had not showered recently. Nevertheless, I was intoxicated by her natural
womanly taste and aroma. This once humiliating act had become one of my
favorite forms of servitude.
I could have licked her ass hole all night, but she rose up and moved away from
me. Thank you Miss Lynn for allowing me to serve you. I am honored to lick you
private openings. Please allow me to please you more. She stood there for a
few moments, with her hands on her hips looking down at me. I marveled at the
beauty of her nude body, and hoped that she would allow me to worship her
further. Then she turned, walked to the bedroom as I crawled behind her, and
lay down on the bed. "You can worship me now. Start with my feet and work
your way up to my ass." I thanked her several times as I crawled up to the
foot of her bed and began messaging and kissing her feet. I loved the unwashed
odor of her feet. I licked between her toes and sucked each one of them. The
burning sensation in my penis was almost gone and it became fully erect as I
orally served her feet. Other than a few moans of comfort, Miss Lynn ignored me
and continued to lie on her stomach.
After a while I moved up to her legs. I messaged and kissed every inch of her
skin. As I got closer to her thighs, she spread her legs, allowing me to inhale
her heady aroma. It was intoxicating, and I was feeling an ever-increasing
sexual tension from touching her skin and smelling her excitement. My gentle
messaging had brought her to a high state of arousal. I could not help but
concentrate my kisses closer and closer to her musky center. I remember the
strong smell of her pussy and her ass, and how rigid my penis had become. I was
constantly using my fingers to remove the discharge from my balls. I leaned
forward with my hands as support and began kissing her ass cheeks. I loved the
feel of her skin on my lips. I frequently kissed the skin near her ass hole. I
loved the strong aroma emanating from her ass hole. I worked my way down to her
inner thighs and also breath in the musky odor of her hot pussy. As much as I
was enjoying the scent of her body, my excitement level was so high; I feared
that I would explode in orgasm. I would frequently kiss down her leg or up to
the small of her back to relieve my senses of her powerful aroma; preventing me
from cuming.
As I worshiping Miss Lynn, I had an overwhelming desire to speak to her about my
desire to serve her. I could not help myself. Miss Lynn, may I please comment
on how much I enjoy serving you? She raised her head from the pillow and looked
back at me. Then she rolled her head back and closed her eyes. "If you must."
Thank you Miss Lynn for allowing me to worship your wonderful, beautiful body.
The site and taste of your body is heavenly, and I feel very honored to be here
with you. Please allow me to do anything that will please you. I paused for a
moment to give her time to respond. She continued to relax with her head on the
pillow. "What do you have in mind? What do you think will please me? I want
to hear what you will do." Yes ma'am. I don't want to offend you Miss Lynn,
but may I be explicit ma'am? "You are free to say what you think." Thank you
Miss Lynn. I really enjoy smelling your pussy and your ass hole. I loved
licking the piss off of them. I also enjoyed the taste of your piss. I would
be honored to drink all of your piss the next time you have to go. And Miss
Lynn, I would like to use my tongue on your ass hole until you have an orgasm.
I have heard that it takes longer, but a woman can have a more intense orgasm
through her anus. I would be honored to penetrate your anus with my tongue and
bring you joy.
She had not responded to what I was saying, and I was afraid to keep talking. I
began kissing all around her ass hole. Then I planted a few soft kisses
directly to her anus. Her odor was making me so excited I was leaking pre-cum
constantly. "Get a couple of pillows. When I rise up. Put them under my
stomach." I quickly responded. As she rested on the pillow, her ass hole was
now fully exhibited and much easier to worship. Her pussy was also in plain
view, and I noticed how wet she had become. The juice was leaking out of her
vagina and running onto the bed. I wanted so badly to lick it off.
My penis had been hard for so long that my balls were sore. It was actually the
soreness that was keeping me from cuming. "Now, show me what you can do slut."
That was all the encouragement I needed. Her beautiful exposed pussy and ass
hole was one the most exotic sites I had ever seen. I put my head between her
legs and inhaled once again the musky scent of her pussy. I licked the
discharge from her pussy lips and savored the taste of her excitement. I
quickly moved up to her ass hole and licked her puckered opening. My taste buds
were rewarded with the rich pungent flavor of her most private orifice. I began
kissing and licking her ass hole with a slow rhythmic pace. I didn't want her
to think I was an animal, but I wanted to show my appreciation and devotion.
Occasionally I would kiss her cheeks. I used my hands to gently message her
legs and ass cheeks. I was totally devoted to her comfort and sexual pleasure.
I am so thankful Miss Lynn to serve you in this way. I love the taste of your
ass hole and your pussy. I continued to lick and kiss her openings, but
concentrated mainly on her anal area. This went on for at least a half hour. I
suddenly got the notion to suck her ass hole. I put my mouth over her ass hole
and formed a seal with my lips. I pushed my tongue against her opening and
began to gently suck, steadily increasing the suction. To my delight she
responded with a long moan. "Don't stop slut. Keep that up."
It made me so happy that I was pleasing her. I sucked a little harder and
pushed my tongue against her anal opening with more pressure. "That's it. Do
that. Oh yes, do that." I was so proud. I forgot about everything else in
the world and concentrated on Miss Lynn's asshole. I maintained as much suction
as I could and pushed harder with my tongue. She continued to moan and hunch
against the pillow. I became so excited that I pointed my tongue and pushed it
between her sphincter muscles and into her anus. "Oh God. That's it. Fuck me
with your tongue! Fuck me!" I could feel my face get hot and I began to sweat.
My mouth tongue was getting sore. But I was enjoying her reaction and her taste
was exciting me beyond belief. I never would have thought that I would like the
taste of a woman's ass hole so much. It was almost as if she was actually
ejaculating through her ass hole. The taste was not foul at all. "Suck it.
Suck my ass hole! Fuck me with your tongue. Oh my God. I am going to cum! I
am going to cum! I was actually holding on to her know. She was bucking like a
horse, and I was trying very hard to keep my mouth on her ass hole. "I'm
cuming! I'm cuming! Oh God. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! "
Then it was over. She settled down on the pillows. I gently kissed and licked
her ass hole for several moments. I slowly raised up to look again on her
beautiful body. Her pussy was dripping with cum. It had leaked onto the pillow
and created a large wet spot. I moved down and licked the cum form her pussy
lips. Oh God, I thought for a moment that my balls would erupt. I gritted my
teeth and fought off the orgasm. I looked down at my rigid penis and suddenly
realized that it was dripping all over the bed. In my glorious efforts to
please Miss Lynn I had totally forgotten about it.
I quickly used my fingers to remove my discharge. Even my balls were wet with
pre-cum. Just as I got started, she rose up and turned her head to me. "What
have you done?" I was just cleaning up ma'am. "What is that?" She pointed to
the wet spot on the bed. "You have cum without permission!" No ma'am. No Miss
Lynn. It is only pre-cum. She turned around and sat on the pillows she had
been lying on. With an evil look on her face, she used her fingers to rub the
wet spot and remove some of it for examination. She rubbed it between her
fingers, and brought them to her nose to smell them. "You are lucky this is not
cum." She got off the bed and stood up. "However, you are still in trouble for
leaking on my bed. Go get the hairbrush." Please Miss Lynn I am so sorry. I
could not help my self. It happened when I was pleasing you. "Go.....
Get...the hairbrush. Now!" Yes Miss Lynn. I quickly got up and ran to the
living room to get the hairbrush. When I returned she was standing with her
hand extended and her palm face up. I put it in her hand and fell to my knees.
Please forgive me Miss Lynn. I was only trying to make you cum. I could not
help it. Please don't hurt me.
"Oh please. Don't give me that shit. Do you really think I am going to excuse
that type of behavior after all I have allowed you to do? I let you into my
house. I let you taste my piss. I let you lick my pussy and my asshole. I let
you swallow my cum. And this is how you repay me." I didn't know what to say.
Suddenly I realized that my giving her pleasure did not equal the pleasure she
had given me. I looked down at the floor in shame. I am sorry Miss Lynn. You
are right. I deserve to be punished. "You bet you do. Now get your ass up on
the bed." I slowly got up and crawled onto the bed. "Lay on your back with
your ass on top of these pillows. I want full access to you. Spread your legs.
That's right. Now, grab the head board with your hands." She stood there for a
few moments as I wiggled into place. My ass was higher than the rest of my
body. Even though my fear of punishment had caused my erection to melt away, my
penis was still swollen and lying on my stomach pointing down to my head. My
balls were in perfect position for what she was about to do.
"Remember what I told you?" I was afraid to answer. "I know you remember. I
told you that if you leaked again on my furniture, I would set your balls on
fire with this hairbrush. Right?" Yes ma'am. I could feel my heart racing.
"You must remain in this position while I punish you. If you try move or stop
me, I will only make it worse." Yes ma'am. I braced myself physically and
mentally. "It's a shame. You were doing such a good job. I had even thought
about rewarding you." She bent forward and began gently smacking my balls. I
didn't hurt, but I knew she was only beginning. She gradually increased the
intensity, just as she had done with my penis. They were beginning to sting.
"You had to fuck up and lose control of this pathetic piece of meat." She
diverted her effort for a quick hard smack to my penis. It stung so bad I
responded with plea of mercy. She quickly started back on my balls. The
stinging was getting worse; I could not refrain from moving about. "Remember
what I told you about moving. Do you want me to start over?" No ma'am. Please
have mercy Miss Lynn. I am sorry. She ignored my pleas and began smacking with
more force. Not only did my skin feel like it was on fire, but my balls were
aching from the force of the brush. Each time she hit one of my balls, I could
feel the pain shoot up into my body. Please Miss Lynn. Please forgive me. I
am so sorry. My eyes were tearing badly, and it was becoming impossible to
tolerate the pain. "You should have thought about this before you broke the
rules." She paused and used her fingers to pull my ball sack up. "We don't
want to ignore the underside." Then she cruelly delivered a rain of smacks to
the underside of my balls sack. I screamed with pain. Please Miss Lynn. Oh
please stop. Once again she ignored me. In fact she increased the intensity.
I could barely get the words out now. Please have mercy Miss Lynn. "You know, I
really do enjoy this. I am glad you broke the rules." She let go of my ball
sack and delivered several hard smacks directly to my balls. "Oh God Miss Lynn.
Oh God, I can't take it any more. Please stop. "Stop? Why should I stop? You
disobeyed me." She started another series of smacks below the base of my penis
where the skin of the scrotum begins. They were very intense. I rose up
slightly and pleaded profusely. By then I was crying, and it was hard for me to
pronounce the words I wanted to say. "You should see how red your balls are. I
believe you will remember this for a long time." I felt a sudden sense of
relief as she finally stopped.
"I think you have learned your lesson. Its too bad. I had considered allowing
you to relieve those swollen balls." She used her fingers to feel my balls.
"Oh yes, they are full. Aren't they? " I quickly answered in the affirmative.
As much pain as she had put me through, I still felt the need to cum. "I bet
you would love to feel the cum shoot out of your balls and through you cock.
That wonderful feeling a man gets when he knows he is going to cum. I bet you
are feeling that right now." Yes ma'am. Please allow me to cum. Suddenly the
pain in my balls was almost gone, or maybe I was to excited to feel it. I
needed to cum so bad. My cock had been hard so much in the last few days, and I
had not cum since Wednesday. Please Miss Lynn.
She continued to caress my balls with her fingers. My cock was now rock hard.
It felt so good. I was afraid I would cum any moment. She was right I was
getting that feeling. I wanted to cum. I needed it. Oh God, all I could think
about was feeling the cum erupt from balls and shoot through my penis. "But,
you were a bad boy. You tried to cum without my permission, and you leaked your
nasty stuff all over my house." She removed her fingers from my cock, and I
felt an emotional crush. "No, you are not allowed to cum tonight." She looked
at me with an indifferent stare. "No, not tonight. I am too tired anyway.
Get to the bottom of the bed." She pointed her finger there. I quickly
responded even though I was terribly upset over not being allowed to cum.
"I am too tired to go to the bathroom, so you will be my bed pan. Put your head
her." She pointed to a place in the center of the bed, and I lay down on my
back with my legs over the foot of the bed. She then rose up and straddled my
head. She looked down into my eyes. "Open you mouth bed pan!" As I lay there
waiting for her to piss in my mouth, I marveled again at how lucky I was to
serve such a beautiful woman. She relaxed for a few moments as everything
became quiet. Then I felt the first few drops of her salty nectar. Suddenly she
let go with a large flow. I swallowed so as not to allow any to spill. She
stopped and started several times to allow me time to swallow. The taste of
her piss only increased my desire to cum.
Thank you Miss Lynn. Thank you for allowing me to serve you. She moved from my
face and got under the sheets as I moved to the bottom of the bed. "Go to the
living room and get my panties." I got up and quickly returned with her scented
panties. "Put them over your head. You can sleep in the floor. Maybe I will
let you cum in the morning." I laid down in the floor with her panty crotch to
my nose as she turned out the light. "Keep you hands off your cock. If I catch
you masturbating, I'll make you stand on the tip of your toes all night." Yes
ma'am. Good night Miss Lynn.
End of Part 13
