3 comments/ 60693 views/ 19 favorites Enslaved by Marilyn By: Philnominal Yes I was nervous. As I climbed the steps to her door I knew what was ahead. She sounded really nice on the phone and I needed the money so here I was. After all she would look at the human body in a detached, analytical way. Wouldn't she? It was all business for her surely? After ringing the doorbell I stood and waited. Then as the key turned in the lock I cast my eyes upon a very beautiful woman. She must have been in her late 40's with short blonde hair that was immaculately styled. She smiled in a very pleasurable and welcoming way and in to her house I went. As I walked past I caught the aroma of the most fresh smelling perfume. By now I had entered her room and I almost gasped in excitement. "Hi I'm Marilyn." Before me was a truly stunning lady. She was wearing a pink stylish suit jacket that perfectly showed the contours of her ample bosom. A soft, black skirt revealing her wide hips and the skirt, stopping just below the knee showed her curvy calves in the most lovely, sheer black stockings. "Hi I'm Josh" I stammered. "Good. Lets get down to business. Have you done this before?" "Er No" I replied. "Good, I like to start off with a boy who will follow my every order and if I'm satisfied and that's only if I'm satisfied, can then reap my rewards." This excited me enormously. I could only imagine what that might be. "OK strip now, there's a good boy. Everything off and fold your clothes in a neat pile." I firstly removed my t-shirt to reveal my bare chest. The shoes then followed as I tried to kill some time before the inevitable. Then nervously I fumbled my hands onto my jeans and all too quickly they were off. "I think you've forgotten something sweetheart" said Marilyn in a rather stern tone. So off came my boxers and now here I stood naked head to toe with this delicious lady observing me. I felt the sweat trickle down my forehead as my exposure was complete. "That's very good, now I won't be shaving your body hair this time as we haven't enough time but I'm sure you'll look quite lovely when that occurs. Upstairs now" she commanded. This took me by surprise as I ascended the stairs whilst looking at her beautiful legs. She guided me by the hand and I felt very excited. She had taken me out of the security of the living room and into unknown territory and now I was even more separated from my clothes. Despite that, being naked felt very nice and I so much wanted her to like my body. She sat down on a very stylish couch with curved wooden trimming which almost matched the curves of her stunning figure. Here I stood with the overwhelming awareness of my genitals hanging in front of me. I knew there was no turning back. I very much wanted to get a hard on but the fear of this occurring meant it wouldn't happen (hopefully). However, I believe the message of arousal must have reached my cock somehow as it did seem to be hanging lower than usual. "Ok" she said as she stood up. "Hop onto the sofa and find a position you like." I lay with my back against the back corner of the sofa with my arm on the arm of the sofa. Both my legs were apart with my right leg resting on the base of the sofa and my left leg against the back of it. "That's really lovely" she said softly. "I'm so glad you came. So many men are scared to be alone with a woman like this. The male body is so fascinating to observe. I've spent many years painting and examining all different shapes and sizes. I adore the vulnerability of a nude young man in my presence. Does your girlfriend know of this?" "Erm no, well I don't have a girlfriend" I replied. "You don't have one? Young men need a certain type of woman in their lives. One who will shape them and mould them. Preferably older. An older lady is definitely the best policy. One who will control you, discipline you but will also reward you." I shivered inside at these words. I found myself mesmerised by her beauty and the way she was beginning to control me. It just felt nice. With my curiosity getting the better of me, I enquired "What do you work as?" "A full time artist. I used to be a teacher but left to follow my desires and dreams." "Oh what did you teach?" "I taught Biology but also was a senior teacher specialising in discipline." "In discipline" I replied "At what kind of school?" "At an all boys school. The problematic boys were sent to my office and there I would spend a hour in a full disciplinary session with them." "What happened?" I enquired. "Well these boys would be stripped, severely reprimanded and spanked. It was a very important role within the school. It was so cute how they would squirm and cry. The boys that took my discipline bravely would be rewarded with a kiss at the end. Particularly the cute ones." The thought of receiving a kiss from Marilyn seemed like the most rewarding thing I could ever wish for. Just to share that brief moment of contact between us. For that split second she would be mine and her tender lips would reward me with the most beautiful gift. "Wow, I wonder how the spanking was for them" I uttered in astonishment. "Well you will be finding out at the end of this session. You are a very naughty boy prying into my professional affairs and you will not be doing that again will you Josh?" "Er no Marilyn" I replied. "From now you shall refer to me as Mistress OK?" "Erm Yes Mistress." "Come on don't be so scared" she assured me softly. "This will do you no harm at all and I think you'll enjoy submitting to me. This will be incorporated into our future sessions." I felt strangely aroused by this. Once the portrait session was over we both prepared for my spanking session. I knew I was for it but part of me was very excited and felt honoured that this beautiful voluptuous woman was giving me all her attention. As I was about to face my fate a strange but welcome happening occurred. She removed her skirt to reveal to me her most heavenly thighs. I had treasured every glance at her lower legs but now her solid, toned legs were mine to savour. As she sat waiting to punish me I was ordered to lay myself across her lap. She moved her lovely thighs so my cock was resting between her legs and squeezed her thighs together so to hold me in place. It was amazing to feel my cock touching the sheer silky texture of her stockings. I had completely surrendered to her in body, mind and spirit. Surprisingly she started to softly caress my arse. I liked this very much. She was now stroking the hairs on my arse and running her fingers through them. She stroked down the back of my thighs and around my hips. It was such a restful feeling. I loved being in physical contact with her and it was an overwhelming feeling of safety and protection. My mind drifted off to lush, rolling green fields with flowing streams and the heavenly sound of birds tweeting as she still softly caressed my very tender butt. It was then that I felt the first blow. "SMACK" followed by another and then more quick successions of spanks. "You're a very naughty boy aren't you slaveboy?" "Yes Mistress" I replied. SMACK..."you are a very nosey little wanker aren't you?" "Yes Mistress." "You like looking at my legs don't you?" "Yes Mistress I do." SMACK..."You are honoured that I give my time to naughty little boys like you!" SMACK..."Yes Mistress I am very honoured." You like this don't you slaveboy?"...SMACK. "Yes Mistress, I like this very much". I gasped as the pain continued from both her delicate but powerful hands. "Tell me how good it feels" "Oh it feels so nice Mistress!"...SMACK "Good" she said. "You've been a very good model and slave for me and you look so cute with that little pink bottom". I blushed. "Have you enjoyed yourself?" "Yes Mistress very much so" I answered. "Good, same time next week" she said smiling at me in an affectionate way. "Most certainly" I beamed back at her. With that she kissed me on the cheek and at that I knew I was truly devoted to her. Enslaved by Marilyn Ch. 02 In the week that had followed I had found myself in a regular state of arousal when thinking of my Mistress. It seemed hard to believe what had occurred but I just kept thanking my lucky stars that 1. She was as beautiful as I had hoped for before the visit and 2. That she wanted to begin a Mistress and slave relationship between us. I had spent every night lying in bed thinking about my spanking and had found myself overcome with desire and having to masturbate. I thought of her cute smile, her kissable lips, the sweetness in her voice and the way she could switch in the blink of an eye from caring, mothering type to cruel, commanding Goddess. On the way to her house I wondered what was in store for me. I felt like a kid at Christmas just seeing her again. I climbed the stairs and rang the bell and waited for her to answer with a keen sense of anticipation. She answered and I was met with that familiar, loving smile. She was dressed in a quite low cut light blue jumper which showed just a hint of her cleavage. A thin summery skirt which stopped just before her ankles, was patterned with flowers in water colour designs and wooden soled sandals revealed her lovely feet. I noticed she was wearing an ankle bracelet which turned me on even more. I entered and immediately dropped to one knee. She offered her right hand and I ever so tenderly kissed it. She was clearly touched by my respect and obedience towards her. She gently stroked my face and told me to enter the living room. "OK Josh, How are you feeling today?" "Fine Thank you. How are you Mistress?" I enquired. "I'm good and very much looking forward to our session today!" "Me too!" I replied. "You will refer to me as "Your Highness today, have you got that?" "Yes Your Highness" I answered. "Good" she smiled. She then produced a pair of slinky black panties and told me I was to undress and put these on for the art session. I felt very excited by this. Now alone in the room I undressed till naked and then lifted the panties. They were black and nylon. I took a look inside to see if they had been worn. I couldn't be sure but they smelled very fresh like they were just out of the wash. I really hoped Marilyn had worn them. The thought of her most intimate parts touching against them was enough to set the pulse racing into overdrive. As I pulled them over my ankles I couldn't wait to feel them against my skin. Once on they were very skimpy and could almost have passed for a pair of swimming trunks save for the little bow at the waist band which I liked very much. Marilyn entered the room saying: "Oh very nice. Are you comfortable in your panties?" "Oh yes Your Highness. Thank you." "You look very sweet in them. They suit you." "Thank you very much." "Do they feel nice against your genitals?" "Yes they feel great." "They must feel nicer against your cock and balls than male underwear?" "They do Your Highness. I've never worn women's underwear before but I like them so much better than male underwear." "Well if you're a good boy you'll be wearing them again. Do you like the little bow?" "Yes I really love it Your Highness" I replied." "Yes it's so pretty isn't it?" said Marilyn. I wanted to ask if she had worn them but didn't dare. It was more than my life was worth. "Right then you will be wearing these for the session. Jump up on the sofa there's a good boy." I sat with my back against the sofa and my right leg was straight running down to the floor. My left leg was bent at the knee and resting on the sofa cushion as she started to sketch me. "Has your bottom recovered from the spanking session?" "Oh yes, it's much calmer now." "You were a brave boy and since you took your punishment so well you will be rewarded." "Thank you Your Highness." "Yes today I shall let you kiss my feet." My first thought was one of amazement. I was angered at the way she said this as if it was a great honour and I was desperate to perform this task. However, I knew deep down that I was angry because I DID want to kiss and worship her feet and she knew it. I wanted it more than anything, so much so that I had achieved a raging hard on that was stretching the material of my polyester panties. I was very nervous that I had lost control as I hadn't been given permission to become hard. However, I convinced myself that she must not have noticed. "When did you become circumcised?" she enquired. "Four years ago Your Highness." "That's a very good age. Anything that gets you boys to leave your willies alone. Was it for medical reasons?" "Yes, my foreskin was very tight." Being circumcised had really opened a chink of light into the darkened submissive caverns that existed in my mind. After the operation had been performed, the nurse who was by conservative estimates, a Bitch Goddess, had walked up to my bed with the command: "Let me see it" to which I had to oblige. This was a very embarrassing moment as my penis had shrivelled to pitiful proportions. My Aunt Julie who was standing outside the curtain was then asked in. "Do you want to see this?" the Bitch Goddess Nurse had enquired. Then without hesitation, my aunt Julie had walked across to view my very shrivelled and tender cock. In horror at the situation, I had tried to prevent my aunt from seeing my cock by covering it with my hand to which the Bitch Goddess Nurse had pushed my hand away. I had surrendered to her power and authority. Although horrified by this at the time, I had wanked many times over my role as the submissive during this encounter. "When I taught I used to take two boys across to the Girls School for a Biology lesson to show them the difference between an uncut and circumcised penis." Marilyn told me with a sense of pride. "That must have been very embarrassing for them." "Yes it was. Since I gave naked spankings I knew what boys would be good models but they were very nervous. I would take both boys into an office and order them to strip and change into dressing gowns and then they would be displayed in front of the class. It was so cute hearing the giggles from the girls as I removed each boy's dressing gown and then examined their genitals." Hearing this was turning me on even more, just imagining myself in that situation. "I much prefer a circumcised penis as with an uncut penis, the foreskin acts as a little hood over the glans; The head should be fully exposed for our eyes to feast on. However, many love the uncut look also. The girls really loved rolling the boy's foreskin over his ridge and back. The boy just blushed." Most boys would like a Biology teacher like Marilyn, I thought to myself. It would be enough wanking material for a lifetime for any schoolboy. Once the art session had finished it was time for my reward. By now my boner had subsided and I was really relishing the foot worship session. "Right time for you to give my feet some much needed attention" said Marilyn. "You'll be doing this naked so get your knickers off!" I obeyed and quickly slipped out of them and handed them to her. She sat on the couch and ordered me onto my knees presenting her lovely feet before me. Her toenails were painted cherry red which looked really lovely. I began by kissing the big toe on her left foot before working down the side of her foot. I then kissed each of her toes very gently before being ordered to lick between each toe. By now I had a stiff erection and knew there was no way now it hadn't been seen. I enjoyed he contours of her feet from the arch of her soles to the veins on the top of her feet leading to her pretty ankles complete with sexy bracelet. I spent the next 10 minutes kissing, smelling and licking her delicious feet. It was really a getting to know you process. By the end it was obvious that both of us had enjoyed the session enormously. I then sat crossed legged on the floor with my dick still pointing skyward. I knew I had pushed my luck by getting hard and now prepared for my fate. "You've been a very naughty little slave haven't you?" "Yes Your Highness." She then lifted the panties and said: "Your penis became erect without my permission and there are traces of your sticky semen on my panties and for this you shall be punished." I realised that the trap had been laid and I'd walked into it. I had worn her panties and she had told me erotic stories thus causing my arousal and from that, small amounts of pre-cum had trickled out. I knew what was coming and quite rightly so. "Don't worry slaveboy, you won't be punished today but next week will be your punishment session. You have made me angry. What do you have to say for your self?" "I'm very sorry Your Highness." Once dressed I wished Marilyn farewell. "Farewell Josh" she said but I received no kiss this time. Then she handed me a paper bag saying: "You can keep the panties." "Oh Thank you so much Your Highness." I skipped very excitedly up the street knowing I would be wearing them a LOT in the coming days. Enslaved by Marilyn Ch. 03 I had received many days of enjoyment wearing my Mistress' panties. I would wear them at different times of the day and on different outings. I had masturbated in them by just thinking that she had worn them. When not wearing them they had been folded away under my bed so my aunt Julie wouldn't find them. Now I knew that I had to receive my punishment for cuming in them during the artwork session. I also knew that I was going to have to up my performance as a slave. Twice now I had upset my Mistress. Obviously it was impossible not to make errors as no slave is perfect but pre-cum leaking out onto my Mistress' panties was not to be recommended. As I entered her beautiful house, she was dressed in sober black from head to toe. Black jumper, trousers and boots. She offered her hand for me to kiss which I did obligingly. As usual I was ordered to strip which I was getting used to but still found as thrilling as ever. This I did alone as Marilyn had left the room. As she re-entered the room she had completely changed her outfit. She was now dressed in baby blue bra and knickers made from silk with a black garter around her left thigh. I was utterly captivated by her feminine beauty. "Mistress you look gorgeous!" Suddenly I felt great sadness for the love we could never share. I mourned the intimate relations that would never happen and the joint decisions we could never make as a normal, loving couple. I loved serving her and adored being naked for her but we would most probably never share a bed and that filled me with sadness. As I was lost in my thoughts, I was quickly brought back to reality as Marilyn had dragged me out of the living room and up the stairs by the ear. "You're coming with me!" were her words and as we reached the back room she was twisting and squeezing my ear. "Do you know why you are here slave?" "Yes Mistress, because I was naughty." "So what did you do?" By now her hands had moved on to my balls and she held them firmly. "Er I came in your panties." "Yes you did and you must be punished." Now she was leading me downwards towards the floor and as her grip tightened I was beginning to feel the onset of pain. As I fell onto my knees I was told to say: "Thank you Mistress for showing me the error of my ways!" I was then told to lie on my back before Marilyn walked over me in her high heels. She stood on my chest and transferred her weight from one foot to the other before taking her heels across my chest. I was just grateful for the fantastic views I was getting of her beautiful body. I was then forced to lick the soles of her shoes clean which I did with relish. Her next means of torture was taking a candle and dropping hot candle wax over my naked body. I lay utterly helpless as she then targeted my genitals and specifically my scrotum. "Oh" I gasped. "You're worthless aren't you boy?" "Yes Mistress I am utterly worthless." Whatever pain I felt was cancelled out by the sheer bliss of looking at my Goddess Mistress. "You would do anything for me wouldn't you you little wanker?" "Oh yes Mistress I would!" "Who is the greatest?" "You are Mistress!" I was then told to sit on the sofa which I did. My next punishment was nipple torture as she dug her pretty nails in and twisted my nipples before taking her nails along the shaft of my cock. I knew that this session was really her demonstrating how cruel she could be: she was laying down a marker. I loved that fact she hadn't gone for traditional bondage clothes but had opted for such pretty lingerie. It showed that she didn't need to intimidate me but could control me with her womanly powers. My final punishment was Marilyn taking her nails over my chest which left me gasping in pain. She started slowly before ripping her razorblade nails through my exposed flesh with the keenness of a sadistic Queen. "Oh Mistress it hurts" I whimpered like the little fairy I was becoming. I had taken my spanking session pretty bravely last week but I was now letting myself down a bit with my patheticness. "Take it like a man slave, that's if you are a man at all!" I really loved hearing these words. By the end I had a collection of deep scratches which Marilyn labelled "cute." With my body now safe from her cruel fingernails, I became her model. Marilyn took several photos of me in different poses wrapped in a feather boa. Some had the boa covering my genitals and some were with genitals exposed. The final photo was of me lying on her bed still wrapped in the boa but with my thighs wide apart. It was very exciting and I loved being her model and getting such special attention. Between photos she would say "That's so lovely." When the photo session had ended I was given a choice that I could either be paid for my modelling or would be allowed a masturbation session. Without any hesitation I opted for the masturbation session! What boy wouldn't? I was so excited about this my my heart was positively sprinting and the palms of my hands were virtually melting. "You like my garter a lot don't you Josh?" "Yes Mistress. I think it's so pretty!" Marilyn was sitting on the sofa and with me standing naked in front of her, she removed the garter from her leg and started to rub it against my genitals. By now I was fully hard. Incase of any leakages she mainly rubbed it against my balls. Once she had finished I placed it back onto her left thigh with the utmost care. She said that it wasn't in the correct place so I had to re-arrange it which allowed me to touch her soft thigh again. I was then ordered to lay out some tissues on the floor and sat down with them in front of me. I began to stroke my cock as she sat cross legged observing me. "Do you really think you could satisfy a woman with that little cock?" "No Mistress I think not" I replied as I upped the speed of my rubbing. "Oh Mistress, you're so beautiful!" "I know!" she replied with a slight smile. My dick was now getting wet as it continued to leak. "I would do anything for you Mistress!" "Then you will cum for me slave!" This was quite simply, the most exciting words I had ever heard. "Oh I love your high heels and your garter and your panties!" I gushed. "Of course you do you little wanker! What about my bra?" "I adore your bra Mistress!" Which item do love most?" "Your pretty panties Mistress!" "My pretty panties are worth more than your life, aren't they?" "Yes they are Mistress" I replied. I continued to masturbate as suddenly I felt myself beginning to cum. I felt the initial rush of euphoria and then the first spurts came shooting out of my cock. The spurts almost seemed too large for my penis hole to cope with as I moaned with intense pleasure. I took my hand off my cock as it continued to shoot. I then closed my eyes and tilted my head back. Every nerve ending in my body was in ecstasy. I then put my hand back onto my cock and the sensations felt even more heavenly. Finally the blissful feeling began to subside as I emptied the final drops onto my body. Once I had cleaned myself up I re-entered the room. "You have a very red and angry bell-end there Josh!" "Yes I do Mistress." "I think it looks sweet" said Marilyn. "Thank you very much" I replied. She went on to tell me that she was delighted with how our relationship had been going. She said that I was a good, obedient slave but when I continued to step out of line, I would feel the firm side of her hand. I would be placed on a two month trial period and if I was successful, then moving in and becoming her live-in slave would be the next stage. However, she stressed that we would never share a sexual relationship which was something I was dreading hearing but kind of expected. I was required to remain celibate and if I was found to have had any intimate relations with a female I would be instantly sacked. Even kissing another girl would violate our Mistress/slave agreement. Having survived her punishment I was feeling very happy until she uttered the words: "Next week I shall be introducing you to another model for the portrait session!" I left her house feeling very uneasy about the fate that awaited me! Enslaved by Marilyn Ch. 04 It was with much trepidation I headed to my next model/slave session with my Goddess Marilyn. A new model was going to be introduced for this session and it had filled me with utter dread. This nude modelling/slavery thing was new to me and I was only just getting used to being submissive to Marilyn and here she was again taking me out of my comfort zone, if considering the pain she inflicted on me, you could call it that. Through a process of elimination, I'd concluded it would definitely be a female model and I couldn't imagine the female being naked. No way. Marilyn had told me that the female body was forbidden and that I could never satisfy a woman. Could it be a male model? That filled me with even more dread. A male would be a rival and what if Marilyn decided to use HIM as her slave also. With the dreadful thought of that occurrence my eyes were turning unmistakably green. "OK loser, strip. Everything off immediately." "Yes Mistress." Oh God I was more nervous than usual and there were no niceties this time; it was immediately down to business. However, I was glad to get the order to strip as I so much loved being naked for Marilyn. It just felt so natural and I must confess, sensual. "Right see that mat on the floor?" "Yes Mistress." "Lie down on it and shave the front of your legs." Marilyn handed me an electric shaver. It was a lady shave which made me like it more. I quickly got to work removing the hair on my legs before lovely Marilyn knelt down and removed the hair on the back of my legs and butt. It felt nice. "OK Josh, turn round for me. There's an obedient little boy." "Certainly Mistress," I replied. I was then told to bend my knees and spread my legs which I did as she removed the hair around my genitals. I cowered with the fear of feeling pain. "Do not be so pathetic Josh. I am not going to hurt you. I always give you prior warning if I'm going to cause you pain." "Thank you Mistress. I realise that but I'm glad you reassured me." After shaving my scrotum Marilyn ran the lady shave along the shaft of my cock which was the highlight. Feeling the vibrations and the power of the device made me feel very weak and vulnerable. She then moved onto my abdomen and chest till I was smooth all over. The body hair removal was something I found very enjoyable. As I examined my new smooth look I couldn't believe the difference. My body was obviously much less course and my genitals were more prominent and most importantly, looking larger. I was told in no uncertain terms that during this session I would be in slave mode so I was to remain respectful, obedient and to only talk when spoken to. This was nothing new but usually during the portrait sessions we would hold conversations before I converted to my role as submissive. Marilyn then presented me with a new item to wear. It was a slave collar. Black and leather, it fitted around my neck and had a metal ring in order to attach a leash. I positively loved it. "Do you realise what a lucky boy you are to be provided with this?" "Yes Mistress I am truly honoured!" What I loved most about it was that it was an item of clothing that I now would wear but instead of in any way covering my modesty it was merely further emphasising my nakedness. As we awaited the arrival of my fellow model, I was told to kneel in front of Mistress Marilyn with my head bowed just inches away from her sexy black stockings which I hoped to kiss and lick before the day was out. The door bell rang and Marilyn answered the door. "Hello Stacey." "Marilyn darling, you get more beautiful every time I see you and that low cut blouse is stunning. Will I go upstairs and change?" "Yes please do honey." About 10 minutes later I was introduced to the very sexy Stacey. With long blond wavy hair, golden coloured skin and a cute face, I was immediately attracted to her. She was solidly built but in no way fat with sizeable tits. Dressed in high heels, stockings and suspenders and a black and white corset she began with, "So this is your slave? Aww he looks so cute all shaven and with that little collar." I knelt down and kissed her hand and she said, "Wow I've never done a model session with a naked boy before!" Stacey then reached into a plastic bag and stated, "Here Marilyn, I've got it." She then proceeded to produce a dog leash which she handed to Marilyn. Marilyn then attached it to my collar and told me that today's session would follow the theme of dominant females and submissive males. Just my favourite subject I thought to myself. Stacey sat on the sofa with her gorgeous legs apart and I was told to sit between her legs and she held the leash. I was told that for added eroticism I was to place both my hands on her left leg which I did happily and I was also expected to kiss her left thigh. This artistic sacrifice was something I would just have to force upon myself! I cheekily placed a couple of practise kisses on her left thigh to which she playfully slapped me on the head. As the session began so too did the conversation. "Are you still seeing Bobby, Stacey?" "That fucking dickhead. I don't know why I waste my time on him. See the trouble with men is the only thing they can do well is get hard ons and when that happens they wanna cum and to hell with our needs. I should really get myself a submissive like you Marilyn. Someone who'll show me some respect." "That's why I adore dominating naughty boys. They've got to learn our needs come first and only when they satisfy us can they get a reward." "I bet slavedog here wanks all the time. Slaveboy do you wank?" I was totally taken aback by the abruptness of this question. I briefly didn't know what to say before deciding honesty was the best policy. "Yes Stacey I do wank." "Ha ha! Wanking is for losers who can't get girls. Yeah I'll bet he's jerking off about you every night! Do you wank about Marilyn?" Oh God the questions were getting more personal. "Yes my Mistress is the only woman I masturbate about." Not knowing the reaction I was going to get, luckily I seemed to have provided the right answer. "Haven't you considered keeping him under lock and key Marilyn?" "Yes that is most certainly part of the plan," she replied. This sounded most mysterious. What did lock and key mean? Locking me in a room or in a box? It nevertheless sounded rather exciting. "Do you know he likes to wear my panties Stacey?" Marilyn mischievously revealed. "Ha what a little pervert!" replied Stacey. "Just last week he underwent his first masturbation session under my supervision as a reward." Now my humiliation was complete. "However, you won't be wanking yourself off this week slave. No your reward this week is gaining your slave leash and collar. However, I just might let you kiss my feet and legs." Wow this week Marilyn was in her nylons and I might be allowed to kiss them. Gosh being allowed to kiss and smell her feet and legs would be better than sex with any girl I could've picked up on a weekend. Once the portrait was finished Stacey let go of my leash and got up off the sofa. Then suddenly the phone rang and Marilyn went and answered it. Whilst Marilyn remained on the phone I went to go into the kitchen. Stacey stood in front of me, blocking my path. Suddenly cupping my balls in her left hand and holding the back of my neck with her right hand, she kissed me twice on the lips. "Come to my place after this. I'll give you a handjob!" Gasping in deep amazement I replied, "I..I can't. I will remain loyal to my Mistress." "Your loss," Stacey replied abruptly. Hot and flustered I headed into the kitchen with a light headedness and throbbing in my dick which quickly subsided once I had gathered myself together. Stacey may be beautiful and sexy and the way she talked turned me on but she could never be as fantastic a Mistress as Marilyn and Marilyn was all I wanted. "Well I better be going. I think I can afford to miss loser here getting a boner whilst he worships your feet." Luckily I was allowed to worship my Mistress' feet and legs. With Marilyn now taking control of the leash, I knelt down with my penis already erect in anticipation. "You love my legs don't you boy?" "Oh yes I do so much." "Right then I want you to start with my right foot and you can work your way as high as my knee but any higher than that is strictly forbidden." I immediately got to work kissing along the outside of her stockinged foot. After previously worshipping her barefoot it was very exciting to worship the silky outer layer that was her stockings. That's what I love about women: the beauty and softness of their lingerie; men could never wear clothing as smooth and sensual as this. It was amazing just how at one with her feet and legs the stockings had become: a nylon sheath surrounding her shapely legs. What made it so erotic was that the flimsiness of the garment was in stark contrast to the power they had over me. Once I had kissed, sniffed and licked both her lovely legs Marliyn asked, "Did you like that?" "Yes that was a beautiful experience." "Then you can thank me." "Thank you for letting me kiss your lovely feet and legs Mistress." Now I was needing to cum so badly. I hoped that Marilyn would remove her stockings and I would have them wrapped around my face and then be allowed to wank. However, what she had in store for me couldn't have been more different. She ordered that I stand in front of her which I did. Then she produced a little plastic contraption which was going to be attached to my genitals. Now I knew what lock and key meant! To my astonishment and horror, I was going to spend the next week till we met in chastity! Enslaved by Marilyn Ch. 05 I never expected this. Yes I knew that Marilyn was Boss. She controlled me and whatever she demanded I did. That was law. However, I had never thought of being locked in chastity. She was letting me know who's dick it was and it clearly wasn't mine! "You will spend the next week like this. I am going to control every once of your desire and your very being Josh! You admitted that you masturbate about me and I never gave you permission so for the time being you're finished masturbating about your Superior Mistress. What do you say loser?" "Thank you very much Mistress!" "Thank you for what?" "Thank you for locking me in chastity and showing me the error of my ways!" "Good boy! You'll just need to focus your dirty mind on something else. Have you any questions?" "Yes," I replied. "Will the device allow for erections?" "Yes it will but every dirty thought that enters your little brain will be met with pain in your pathetic dick." In short, the next week was very difficult. Not being able to toss off was obviously the worst aspect. However, the discomfort was another major factor. Like any other male, I would archive erections during the night and would be awakened by the sharp pain as my cock was mercilessly squashed against the plastic device. It had proved very difficult to become flaccid once erect. Although I couldn't wank-off, I knew there was a part of me that found this wildly exciting. The most tender, pleasurable, intimate part of my body was no longer mine to control and command: I had ceased to be a man. Despite the thrill of this, part of me was obviously worrying how long it would be before the device was removed and my cock could roam free once more. I had awful visions of Marilyn calling me to tell me that our next session had been cancelled and then there would be no chance of this being removed. Therefore, I was very glad to be heading to her house on the day our session had been scheduled. "Hi Marilyn." "Hi sweetheart. Come on in." As usual I dropped onto one knee to kiss her pretty hand. "Aw you're such a good boy," she cooed. As I entered her living room I was met with the very brash Stacey whom I'd met last week. I was glad to see her again. Sitting on the sofa she was wearing high heels, tight black leggings which stopped below the knee and a tight low cut top which revealed her gorgeous golden skin and her huge tits. What an absolute ride she was. "Hi Josh great to see you again but it will be better when all your clothes are off." I loved the contrast between Marilyn and Stacey. Marilyn was so classy and understated; Stacey was so sexy and downright slutty. Marilyn walked across the room with a long skirt that had a split showing a glimpse of her delicate, shapely thigh. To be naked for these stunning ladies would be an absolute honour. "OK Josh as you know, one of my other friends is coming over this afternoon. Today you shall be serving us. Our every wish is your command. Have you got that?" "Yes Mistress." "Good, now you are going to change into this pair of panties and when Linda arrives you will stand with your hands behind your back, bow to her, kiss her on the hand and only speak if you are spoken to. You will be serving us tea and cakes and whilst we are talking you are permitted to kneel on the floor. "Thank you Mistress." I stripped naked thus revealing my chastity device to Stacey. "That's really sexy," she commented. Then I was handed the pair of panties. They were plain white cotton except for a very thin pink ribbon that was sewn into the waist band with a little pink bow in the middle. "Oh I can't wait to see him in them," said Marilyn. I can't wait to shoot my load over them I thought to myself. When our guest Linda arrived I nervously stood in the living room waiting to meet and greet her. "Hi Marilyn. You look positively radiant! Oh Stacey we've never met before." She then looked at me, "So this is your little submissive. Hello slave," she said offering her delicate hand. I took her hand kissed it gently and said, "Pleased to meet you Linda." "What a cute pair of panties. I adore a man in women's knickers." Linda was pretty sexy. With long brown hair, she was in no way fat but let's say, quite well proportioned. Wearing a summery dress that succeeded in being both sexy and mildly frumpy at the same time, I scanned her very solid milk white legs. Sitting with them crossed, I was drawn to her pretty little ballet pumps. Definitely a good look. I then set about my duties by organising a tray with a selection of cakes, scones and meringues. How I would love to lick whipped cream off of these ladies feet I thought to myself. "Is the work nearly finished now Linda?" enquired Marilyn. "Hmm just about which is a pity. Having these fit, young men around the house is heaven for a sex starved housewife like myself. I even managed to get young Justin to give me a massage. I can tell by the way he looks at me that he really fancies me! Of course with the conservatory, money wasn't an issue so we went for the biggest one possible. I always go for the biggest one possible!" she cackled. "Well, if you ask me, it's about getting a hunky guy that will think of your needs," said Stacey. "I agree," Marilyn added and they all groaned in agreement. As I placed down the cakes I then served them their tea and coffee before Marilyn gave me permission to kneel on the floor. "Yuk what the hell is this?" cried Linda indignantly. "You've given me sugar you stupid little wanker!" she snarled at me. "I specifically told you no sugar in my coffee! What have you to say for your self!" "I'm very sorry," I offered meekly. "Well I want something done about this Marilyn." "I will deal with my slave!" warned Marilyn taking control of the situation. With that Marilyn told me to stand up which I did immediately. "Do I need to pull down your panties and smack your bottom slave. Is that's what it will take?" "Oh no please don't Mistress," I begged. "Tell me why I shouldn't!" "Because I'm truly devoted to you and I will try harder." "Well I'm not happy and I want him punished!" quipped Linda. "What do you think Stacey?" "Well I think he's a nice boy and he clearly adores you Marilyn. Give him another chance." I couldn't believe that the brash Stacey was jumping to my defence. Perhaps it was due to her obvious dislike of Linda? "Well unfortunately Stacey it's a two to one vote so Josh must be punished," said Marilyn. At hearing this Linda smirked and nodded her head in triumph. It was now time to have my panties removed and I was ordered across the lap of my Superior Mistress. She then set about reddening my bottom. Unlike the first time when she had spanked me in what was a somewhat frenzied attack, this was slow, mechanical and prolonged. My initial thoughts were, "I can take this" but after several minutes my arse was reaching piping hot proportions. "That'll teach him," added Linda as she viewed with a smug satisfaction. "Does that hurt Josh?" "Yes Mistress very much so," said I as I ground my head into the arm of the sofa. Once the spanking had ended and thank God it had, Linda asked to see my chastity device. "I like to chastise Frank but it's difficult getting one suitable. He has a large penis." I then headed off to the kitchen with bruised bottom and ego (infact when you're a submissive you don't have any ego) and was given the rather strange order to fetch a large paper cup. Next I was ordered to write down the three ladies names on separate pieces of paper and they were placed into the paper cup. The command was then given to shake the cup and remove one of the pieces of paper. The paper read "Stacey" which I duly called out to which all three women cheered and gave girly giggles. Still in a sense of bemusement, I was ordered to throw the pieces of paper into the bin in the kitchen. When returning to the living room, I was then ordered to stand in front of the very sexy Stacey when to my surprise and enormous excitement, she produced a key and unlocked my chastity device. My God I was free, sexually liberated! I was a man again! Standing in front of her feeling very vulnerable, exposed and slightly out of breath, she gave me the order, "Right baby, give me all you've got!" "I'm sorry I don't understand," I replied. "I'm telling you to jerk off dozy!" In a state of shock I turned to Marilyn. "Get on with it before we change or minds!" she commanded. Immediately my dick shot up to full mast. "Whoa look at all those veins!" commented Stacey. I began to rub up and down my cock. I widened my feet apart and bent my knees thus thrusting my genitals forward and closer to Stacey. With a birds eye view of Stacey's hulking cleavage I was really getting into the groove. Then suddenly Stacey commanded, "Right Josh you will take your hand of your cock now!" which I had to do. I stood there out of breath with my cock throbbing and pulsating before Stacey ordered, "OK honey you can jerk off once more!" As I started rubbing furiously, all three women sat open mouthed. I was becoming turned-on to the point of climax when yet again I was denied before the most intense point. For about ten minutes this cruel game of arousal and denial went on with all three beauties casting their eyes on my beating cock before finally Stacey commanded, "Right slut I want you to fill this paper cup with all the milky juice you got. Have you got that?" "Yes Stacey. Thank you." Now I really started to work my cock, specifically targeting my bell-end. All three women sat from their vantage points of power as I performed my duty. Naked and obedient to their orders, I was really getting off on this. I continued to rub my bell-end till the first rush of tickley pleasure shot up my cock. "Oh Stacey!" I cried as the first spurt of my volcanic lava shot onto her delicate breast and partially onto her low plunging top. My dick continued to shoot as Stacey altered the angle of the paper cup to catch the leakage. "Oh it feels so good" I gasped as I moaned in ecstasy. It was a truly beautiful orgasm. Having been somewhat lost in such a pleasurable moment, I suddenly felt a bit embarrassed at having masturbated in front of two women I barely knew: I felt a bit self conscious. Once I had cleaned myself I returned to the scene of the crime so to speak; everything was back to normal. All three women sat and discussed some TV programme in their afternoon tea respectability which gave no indication of what had just taken place. Interestingly, there was no sign of the paper cup I had shot my man juice into only minutes before. "Well I better be off," said Stacey as she headed for the door. "Bye girls, bye Josh" she said whilst gently patting my red and naked bum which continued to sting. "Bye Stacey, hope to see you again soon." With that Linda upped and left after uttering the words, "Debbie and Mike are holding a pool part next week. Marilyn you are invited and so too is your submissive!" Once alone I enquired, "What kind of party will it be Marilyn?" "CFNM. The women will in their bathing costumes and the men will be nude!" Enslaved by Marilyn Ch. 06 "Don't you dare be late for the party." That's what was ringing in my ears when I left my lovely Mistress Marilyn's house. It was the type of warning that I took with the seriousness it deserved. So here I was sitting on her floor at the exact time I had been told to arrive. That was the least I owed my Superior Angel Goddess. I didn't know what to expect from the pool party. All I knew was that the theme would be CFNM. Would the men be in chastity. Would they be fully shaven like myself. Would there be punishment sessions or was it simply men who liked to be naked around beautiful clothed women? "I'll bet you enjoyed last week Josh?" "Oh yes Mistress, it was fantastic!" "You and Stacey seemed to get on well." "Yes she's a lovely girl, but not as lovely as you Mistress! Nobody could be!" "You naughty little charmer!" laughed Marilyn. "Yes she seems to like you despite you rejecting her advances!" "You know about that?" "Yes of course I do. She offered you a handjob and you said no. Such a loyal boy. I put her up to it to test your loyalty. You don't really think a pretty girl like her would be interested in a little wanker like you?" The question really didn't need answering. "I don't need to warn you on how to behave at this gathering. I have you well drilled on how a young man should serve a superior woman. Sure I do?" "Yes Mistress you have taught me well". How I loved it when she laid down the law to me. Whatever compliments that came my way were usually followed by put downs and that's what I needed and deserved. What was I other than a naked nobody who had been fortunate enough to be enslaved by Marilyn? It was now time to leave and a taxi came to collect us both. We snuggled close to each other in the back seat. Marilyn and I sat and held hands much to the interest of the driver who stole sneaky looks in his mirror. It felt nice. That was another side of Marilyn I found so sexy. She clearly had a mischievous, playful side that enjoyed getting a reaction. Clearly both of us enjoyed the fact an older woman and younger man being seen to be in a physical relationship was something rather kinky and we both enjoyed the thrill. We were driven to the edge of town and then through a succession of long country roads till we reached a very large and secluded residence. The gates automatically opened and we drove up the lane before reaching what was, a quite stunning mansion. "Come on honey, get out there's good boy!" commanded Marilyn. "I wouldn't dare be anything else." At this moment Debbie, the lady of the manor, opened the door and greeted us. With tomato-red, dyed shoulder length hair, a cheeky smile and eyes that glittered like diamonds, she must've been in her early 40's. She wore a silk dressing gown and a pair of flip flops. Debbie and Marilyn clearly got on very well. "So this is your loverboy?" "No, no I don't shag him, I just spank him," Marilyn replied. "And I'll bet he enjoys that!" "We both do!" Marilyn and I replied at the same instant to which we all laughed. Entering the building, we passed by a spiral marble staircase along a corridor and through several rooms that finally led to two doors. On the left was the male changing room and the other was the female changing room. I entered my designated room to which I encountered a thick set man in his 50's. With a course weathered face and equally rough body, my main focus was on the thick rope that swayed between his legs. His potato sack looked like it was straining under the weight of carrying his testicles that were of planet sized proportions. "Hello young man, pleased to meet you I'm Frank." "Oh you're married to Linda. I met her last week." "I know," said Frank smiling and winking. I quickly stripped to reveal my comparatively smooth and delicate body. I was required to shower before being poolside which I duly did. Once dry, the door opened and standing in front of me was Marilyn. Clinging to her every contour was a gold shiny spandex swimsuit. I gasped. How I wanted to hold her, kiss her on the lips and caress her body in the smooth fabric. "Hello there, Frank." "Hi Marilyn, I was just getting to know your fella here." "OK Josh stand straight! Time for your genital inspection!" Now such a thing had never before taken place but this was Marilyn clearly making a public show; I liked that. She proceeded to examine my scrotum and lift and stretch my dick which was beginning to stir. "Erm I'll leave you to it," said Frank as he scurried away. We then headed, holding hands, for the room which housed the pool. It was a large glass roofed building complete with patio doors leading to an outdoor pool also. There was a minibar, tables, chairs and an exercise bike. Debbie was the first to greet us. With dressing gown now removed, I gasped at her delicious figure squeezed tightly into a stunning PVC swimsuit. Low cut and revealing her amazing tits, I tried to keep my composure, fighting the early stages of arousal. "I can't believe you don't shag him Marilyn! I'm sure if you too had sex it would be electric!" "Yes well he's always begging me but if he's good I allow him to masturbate for me." "I suppose he gets regular erections?" "Yes he does Debbie!" "It's a good, healthy sign for a young man to have a regular, hard cock!" "Turn and show Debbie your pink bottom darling," ordered Marilyn. I turned and Debbie gave me a playful smack on the bottom. We joined Frank and three other men who to my surprise looked frighteningly similar. All had sand papered skin like autumn leaves, all had huge cocks with veins like tree roots under a pavement and all were startlingly ugly. With my shaven and in comparison tiny genitals, I wondered if when a man turned say 45, did his cock automatically turn huge? Middle aged men always seem to have enormous dicks. These guys may have been wealthy businessmen, they may have had cocks that were hanging over twice the length of mine (though Frank led the way) but ultimately they were, in my eyes, very ugly and I relished my role as the young, fresh bodied guest. However, I knew they were enjoying the aforementioned traits they had over me as youth and middle age sized each other up. Quickly we were joined by the sexy/frumpy Linda who looked very pretty in a blue swimsuit revealing her lily-white skin and two other ladies with brown, shoulder length hair, who weren't as sexy but would still be worth serving for any eager submissive. After introductions, kisses and handshakes, a toast was performed, "To clothed women!" proclaimed Debbie's husband Mike, who had the appearance of shady used car dealer, though he was clearly a bigger player than that. "To ladies in bathing costumes surrounded by beautiful, nude men!" proclaimed Linda. I couldn't think of a better subject to celebrate. As the mingling got under way the blokes all converged to discuss business issues and shares. The women discussed clothes, people, holidays and their bodies. "Josh sweetheart, come and give Mama a foot massage! There's a good boy!" said Marilyn. I was ordered onto my knees and told to gently massage her sexy feet. This was such a thrilling task to perform, particularly in public. Unsurprisingly my cock hardened as it always did where feet and legs were concerned. I had the distinct feeling that this performance had caused a moment of mild shock amongst the group. I loved the fact that Marilyn could be so outrageous and this was our little moment as a couple to have a bit of fun. "Oh yes that is just fantastic honey!" she delighted in telling everyone. Linda sat viewing this with an air of huffiness, probably at not being centre of attention but the lovely Debbie sat and smiled, clearly loving watching the Mistress and submissive at work. Once finished massaging I was ordered to kiss each foot and I stayed crouched till my erection had subsided. "Marilyn can I borrow this young man for a few minutes to move some chairs indoors for me?" Debbie asked. "Of course you can darling!" I was taken by Debbie to the side of the outside pool where I was told to stack three chairs and carry them into the ladies changing room. The room was about one-and-a-half times the size of the men's room and through an open door I could see a toilet. There was also a shower cubicle for two and several lockers. I put the chairs down. "Thank you for helping me Josh." "You're welcome Debbie." I felt queasy in the presence of a woman I was so strongly attracted to. I had to fight the urges that my body was transmitting to me. My judgement was saying, "No" but my body was saying, "Yes." Suddenly Debbie gently placed both hands on my chest before moving them down onto my hips. "You're so strong," she said softly. My cock immediately registered its interest. I placed my hands onto her sides thus touching her PVC swimsuit. She then kissed me on the cheek as my cock continued to salute her beauty. Stepping backwards smiling, she uttered, "I knew you fancied me!" And that was that. She turned and left the room and now I was left standing alone in the ladies changing room with a cock of granite. What if Marilyn came in. How would I explain this? She'd seen me enter the room with Debbie! Panic stricken, I headed for the door at the back of the room where I could escape into the house but it was locked. I considered locking myself in the toilet but knew I would be in much trouble for using the ladies toilet. Finally, I went down on my knees and placed my forehead onto the floor tiles; if Marilyn saw me I would feign having a stomach ache. After spending several minutes in this position, my erection had subsided and I rejoined the party. The guys were now together in the pool. I deliberately didn't look at Debbie and entered the pool also. Warm and welcoming, the water so soothingly surrounded my most delicate parts and I swam several lengths doing the breast stroke. I loved how my butt was exposed for all the ladies to observe. Then I turned and did the backstroke thus exposing my genitals once more for their interested eyes. It felt like such a naughty thing to do! "You having a good time?" enquired Frank as I finally took a rest. "Yes I'm loving this. It's amazing to be at a gathering like this!" "It is, especially with such beautiful women!" said Frank. I looked over at his wife Linda and thought he had done not bad. "It'd be great if society embraced men being kept naked by their women," I stated. "That's the way it's headed," Frank surmised. "Men used to be the bosses but as time moves on, the men are becoming more domesticated and the women are becoming more domineering! Fine by me!" As I stretched out my legs as I was truly living my dream, completely at the beck and call of my dominant Mistress. However, suddenly the feel good atmosphere changed. "Frank you fucking limp-dick loser pussy, what time did I tell you to be out the pool by?" asked an incensed Linda, her face flushed with rage. Looking flustered, Frank looked up at the clock. it read 4:05. "Oh it was 4:00 you told me sweetheart." Frank then dived across the pool to where he climbed out the pool before towelling his rough body. "I'm so sorry petal!" As Frank began his sentence of excuses, "SLAP!" Linda smacked him across the face, hard! Frank cowered making high pitched noises. "When will you bloody well learn?" Linda continued. Frank stood in front of her before the order, "Lift your penis!" was given. Frank did as was instructed, showing the true size of his giant scrotum and Linda promptly kneed him full force in the balls! Frank moaned in the way only someone in real pain truly could before collapsing onto all fours. His body, voided of all strength was cradled by the floor and his head had turned red with protruding veins. "On your feet gimp!" snapped Linda and he immediately sprung up and was again given the order, "Lift your penis!": The same followed. Seeing this, I felt bad for Frank. He was the only guy who had talked to me and made me feel welcome and here he was being publicly degraded. However, despite my shock and uneasiness at viewing this, I knew there was a part of me that was excited by seeing a woman's command over her submissive husband. Having been ordered to his feet again, Linda grabbed him by the cock and hauled him to the changing rooms threatening, "Wait till I get you home!" and "You're going to spend the next days locked under the stairs!" to which Frank continually apologised and the watching ladies laughed. "What do you make of that. Funny eh?" commented Mike. "No I didn't find it funny at all." "Hey don't worry about Frank, he's into all that stuff. Linda treats him very mean." "Yeah I've noticed!" "There's been times we've been at their house and Frank has got her coffee wrong, put sugar in it or something and Linda hates that. She continually alters what she wants in her coffee to catch him out. I remember she once used his cock to stir the hot coffee as his punishment!" "I suppose that's one drawback of having a dick that size!" I commented. "Linda gets her coffee well stirred!" Things then quickly came to a close and each man was called separately into the ladies changing room to masturbate in front of them. I sat on the tiled floor with all four ladies watching me from their benched position. "Come on Josh. You can do it! There's a good boy!" they said as words of encouragement. However, I really didn't need any encouragement. "Now Josh, I want to see these lovely little testes emptied!" commanded Debbie and that was enough to send me over the edge. My dick started spluttering as I reached a new high of orgasmic heaven. "Aw he's having his little orgasm!" they called out. It was an orgasm to match the occasion as I bleached over the tiled floor. It had been a wonderful day and that was the perfect ending. I don't know if the same could be said for what Linda had in store for poor Frank. Enslaved by Marilyn Ch. 07 I was starting to feel really mixed up. Although I knew what I wanted. There was no doubt about that. The words the very sexy Debbie had spoken to Marilyn and I at the swimming party were permanently lodged into my head, "I can't believe you don't shag him Marilyn. I'm sure if you too had sex it would be utterly electric!" The point made been made. The issue had been raised. Sex between Marilyn and I was a possibility. It could happen and it had clearly entered both our minds at that moment. There was no denying that. After all we were two grown adults. The only difference was that she was dominant and I was submissive. I had been so delighted to become her submissive but now I knew that it wasn't enough; I wanted more. I also thought about the words of Stacey that all men were capable of was becoming erect and then wanted to cum. That basically summed up the male species. We are sex obsessed and so easily aroused and then ejaculation is what we crave and this cycle repeats itself and would repeat itself forever. So I had to wonder would sex with Marilyn even satisfy? My mind was awash with fantasies about our next session. All it would take would be a moment of rare weakness from Marilyn. She would tell me of her extreme loneliness and need for a man to take care of her. Naked and willing to provide a shoulder of comfort, I would place my arm around her as she gently sobbed. She would move closer to me as I would place a tender, loving kiss on her silky blond hair. Then she would feel my swollen member pulsate in her delicate hand and in one sensational instant our lips would meet. My trembling, wandering hands move along her nylons towards her satin panties. I would then slide them down gently as she continued to caress my throbbing cock. With her pretty panties around her ankles we would then slide into each other and she would gasp from the pointed thrusts I would deliver before finally exploding between her lovely legs. Yes it was a beautiful fantasy but it seemed beyond unlikely it would ever happen. *** "Right Josh, I'm glad you managed to be on time. I hate nothing more than a naughty slave who's a bad time keeper. Since you are on course to become my personal slave, I need to know more about you, your background, experiences and desires. Now I want you to take all your clothes off, fold them in a neat pile and sit up upon the chair." "Certainly Mistress!" Marilyn had reclined a black leather chair for me to lie on and this immediately conjured up images of an interrogation. Before I spread myself onto the chair, my little leather slave collar was placed around my neck. I'd decided that honesty was going to be the best policy here as I didn't dare insult my beautiful Mistress by lying to her. Anyway all Marilyn would have to do was look at my cock to see what my reaction was to certain questions. There was no way I could hide my feelings and desires with the desires that my penis would convey. Just like a happy dog wags its tale, an aroused male finds his cock bobbing up and down. "Right Josh we shall begin but I will warn you, don't dare lie to me. I am trained in looking into the dirty little minds of pathetic little boys like you and I shall know if you lie to me. Do you dare lie to me?" "No Mistress. Not at all. I would never lie to you!" "Good, now we shall begin. At what age do you remember feeling sexual feelings towards a woman?" "When I was 11. I remember at school, a couple of women visited our class. I think they were music teachers. I remember one of them was wearing nylon stockings and I couldn't help but notice how smooth and silky and beautiful they looked. I just wanted to stroke her lovely nylons and kiss them. I realised how much her nylons and lovely legs turned me on." By now I was erect. "And when did you start masturbating?" "When I was 12 Mistress." "And what were your fantasies?" "I fantasised about being dominated by a strict women. Either a Doctor or Nurse when being physically examined." "And at what age did you kiss your first girl?" "At 14." "When did you lose your virginity?" "I never have." "So you're a little virgin boy?" "Yes Mistress I am." Have you ever had a sexual experience?" "No Mistress." "How large is you penis erect?" "Five and a half inches Mistress." "OK I'll write that into your stats but I shall be measuring it to make sure! I am aware that you are very attracted to women's underwear and in particular panties. At what age did this happen and did you ever wear panties?" "Well I liked looking at catalogues and seeing beautiful women in beautiful lingerie so it started off in my early teens I think." "And did you wank over these pictures?" "Yes Mistress I did." And did you wear panties in your teens?" "Yes I did. My cousin Nikki, who's two years older than me, had several pairs of panties in different colours and styles and I found myself wanting to wear them." "How many panties do you remember wearing and what were the styles and colours?" "I remember trying on her panties on a handful of occasions. The first pair were green satin panties. They were so lovely. I just felt the need to wear them and feel them against my cock." "Did you have an erection?" "Yes I did" "Did you masturbate whilst wearing them?" "Yes. I realised if I wore them whilst masturbating I'd cover them in semen so I sat on the bathroom floor and wore the panties around my ankles. That meant they wouldn't get covered in my cum but I was still basically wearing them." "What other panties did you wear?" "I remember wearing black cotton panties and red panties that were made from quite rough material. They were very patterned and were slightly transparent." "You say you love nylons. Did you ever wear nylons in your teens?" "Yes Mistress I wore my cousin's nylons." "Were they stockings or tights?" "They were tights." "Did you have an erection whilst wearing the tights?" "Yes I did" "Did you have a wank whilst wearing them?" "No Mistress I didn't." "Did you like how it felt when you wore the tights? "Yes I did. They felt so smooth and sensual." "Have you ever worn a bra?" "No, never." "Have you ever stolen panties or any other garment from a washing line?" "No, never." Right that concludes my questions. I am happy that you were able to lay your experiences and desires before me. However, the first time I let you wear my lovely panties you told me you had never worn women's underwear before and for that you shall be punished sometime in the future." Oh no, I did tell her I'd never worn panties before. Why did I say that? I don't know. What I really meant was I'd never worn them "officially." Boy I'd really done it now. "Right Josh, despite your little panty lie, I am very happy with you otherwise. Your obedience clearly shows that you are a devoted little slave and that makes me very happy. "Thank you very much Mistress!" "Therefore I will reward you. You obviously want to make love to my panties don't you." "Yes Mistress I'd love to." Then suddenly Marilyn pulled down her pink satin panties from under her skirt and took them off, holding them in front of me. "However, if you want to make love to my panties you'll need to seduce them by telling them that you are attracted to them!" Now on my knees I looked at Marilyn's panties and said, "You're such beautiful panties and I find you very attractive!" This was agonisingly embarrassing but at the same time, a real turn-on. "Right now you can show them your love by kissing them!" So then I started kissing them all over. "Tell them you love them!" "I love you panties!" Marilyn then layed them onto the carpet and said, "They're all yours you little pervert!" "Thank you. I'm very grateful." I started to wank myself off with the panties in front of me. I couldn't wait to cream all over them. "Mistress I love serving you. I adore you and want to kiss your thighs and lick your pussy." I had made a mistake of catastrophic proportions! Suddenly the mood changed and Marilyn stood up and snapped, "Ok take your hand off your penis and stand up worm! Your Mistress is and will always be forbidden to you and you know that. You will never see or taste my pussy and you have shown me great disrespect with this!" "I'm so sorry," was all I could say. Then Marilyn walked to the window at the back of the dining room. I could hear much joviality and jollification from next door. The lady of the house was in the garden with her two daughters enjoying the summer weather. "I think what you need Josh is some fresh air to clear these dirty thoughts from your mind. What do you say about accompanying me in the garden for some exercise?" "You mean naked?" "Of course that's what I mean!" Although Marilyn was asking, I knew I really had no choice in the matter as this was my punishment for disrespecting my Mistress. I'd been naked in her garden once before but on that occasion I lay on the grass at her feet. This sounded frightening. "I'd be happy to Mistress!" What else could I say? So the humiliation was mine to suffer. Into the summer afternoon I strode naked and on a leash as Marilyn led me out the back door and into her garden. The two teenage girls on seeing my arrival shrieked and screamed. "Oh my God. Look at that. He's naked and look at his cock," said the first sister who was a rather flat chested, attractive girl with tanned skin and long brown hair. "It's not very big is it?" "Well I think it's cute!" countered her sister who had long red hair and a rather curvy shape." "What's all the fuss about?" enquired their mother until her eyes fell upon me. "Hi Marilyn. Putting young Josh through his paces are you?" "Yes Mrs Clarke. You've got to keep him fit for purpose," Marilyn replied. I was then led round the garden by the leash much to the delight of the three watching women. Marilyn then ordered that I run round the perimeter of the garden as she led me, much like the show dogs in the competition Crufts. "Right then Josh ten star jumps get to it!" was followed by, "Start running on the spot there's a good boy, chop chop!" The star jumps were particularly humiliating as my cock and balls jiggled about which was met with great laughter. I was then ordered to put my hands on my hips and circle my hips which led to my cock hardening. "Mum quick, come and see this, he's got a hard-on!" announced the red head to which Mrs Clarke commented, "Yes he's clearly enjoying this exercise." By the end of the workout the two girls had cleared off somewhere and Marilyn was taking back indoors when she met Mrs Clarke. "I see young Josh has quite fair skin. He must be vulnerable to the sun. Also with the head of his willy so exposed! Is he wearing sun lotion?" "Oh no not today. If he gets sun burnt then that will be his problem. I've had him out here before in the sun but there's never been anyone about. That time I rubbed sun lotion over his body before I took him out. I'm just about to take him in and put him over my knee!" "Has he been naughty?" "Very naughty!" "Well you be sure to spank him hard Marilyn!" "Don't worry I will. Come on you!" she snarled as she led me by the leash towards the house. "Hey Mrs Clarke do you fancy joining in with Josh's punishment?" "Oh I'd love to. I've always wanted to spank young men. Particularly at my work at the University. I scald many a young man but I've always fantasised about smacking their bottoms!" So indoors we went. Mrs Clarke must've been about 50. She wasn't all that attractive. Her brown shoulder length hair looked slightly unkempt with slight curls and her face was quite worn. Her main assets were in her shapely figure. Dressed in a knee length skirt I was drawn towards her curvy calves which had a pair of sheer black nylons stretched over them. I was looking forward to serving her. It was going to be a new and exciting session. "Now Josh. As you know this session is going to involve Mrs Clarke as a second Mistress. You will refer to her simply as Mrs Clarke. I know I don't need to brief you on how a good little slave should serve a superior woman. I think you should thank Mrs Clarke for being so kind as to want to dominate a loser like you!" "Thank you Mrs Clarke," I offered as I bowed before her. "Now Sandra, you can do whatever you like with him and don't be afraid to be sore on him. Most importantly. NEVER apologise for any pain you inflict upon him." "Don't worry Marilyn, I have no intention of being anything but firm with young Josh!" She was clearly a natural. Hearing this left me feeling decidedly numb in my stomach. With both Goddesses perched upon the sofa Mrs Clarke commanded, "Slave, come here immediately!" "Yes Mrs Clarke." She then started to stroke my hip before running her hands down the sides of my thighs. Her hand then moved upwards and began stroking my scrotum. "Do you like me touching you like this Josh?" "Yes Mrs Clarke, I do very much!" "How does it feel?" "It feels very nice!" She then started to run her hands along my penis. Her touch was so gentle and tickley I began to become aroused and within seconds I was fully hard!" "Such a lovely erection!" Mrs Clarke commented. Clearly you are attracted to me. Does he usually get erections for guests Marilyn?" "No he does not. I bet you are very disappointed with him for his lack of respect in getting all stiff like that!" "I am. I'm just in the door and clearly he wants to fuck me!" "Would you like to walk upon him Sandra?" offered Marilyn. "Yes and I am going to!" So I was ordered to lie on the carpet as Mrs Clarke stood upon me with her leather, heeled shoes. I remained erect as she stood on the tips of her toes and dug her heels into my chest. "You little dick. I bet you'd love to kiss my feet, wouldn't you?" Yes Mrs Clarke, I'd be honoured!" Now I was upon my knees ready to perform my duty. Surprisingly Mrs Clarke removed her nylons and I was to worship her barefoot. "Josh I expect you to do this to your usual standard. Not to just show your submission to Mrs Clarke but to show your submission to women in general!" said Marilyn. So I got to work kissing Mrs Clarke's feet. Clearly with Marilyn's feet I had been dining on caviar. Mrs Clarke's feet didn't have painted toe nails and her hails were rather untidy and ragged. Her feet were sweaty and there was a formation of hard skin upon her heels which I was ordered to kiss. I spent a several minutes kissing, licking and sucking each of her feet before working my way up her calves which seemed rougher than usual as small amounts of cum leaked from my stiff rod. Once finished I was taken into the bathroom and stood waiting as my two Mistresses prepared the scene for my spanking session. By now my erection had subsided as I stood and waited patiently with both hands behind my back. "From the hardness of your penis during the foot and leg worship, it's obvious you have sexual feelings for me. Do you Josh?" enquired Mrs Clarke. "Yes I do Mrs Clarke. I have sexual feelings for you!" A smile came over her face. She then whispered in my ear, "I've really enjoyed looking at and touching your cock and balls. If you were my slave we would have a full sexual relationship!" I felt my heart jump at hearing this. A chair was now brought through that I was going to be laid across. It was an upright, wooden deck chair style. It was obvious I would be put over the back of the chair with my hands touching down on the front side. I knew what was in store and I didn't expect any sympathy or mercy from the two ladies. I had chosen this path as a submissive and would take it without complaint. "Raise your bottom!" commanded Marilyn as I hung over the back of the chair and the pain began. The sound of the smacking reverberated around the bathroom due to the acoustics and my cries must've been heard through the open window as both Marilyn and Mrs Clarke took turns in spanking me. My backside was stingy, burning hot by this stage. Then once the punishment had ended, both women bathed me, soaping me and touching my body in the most beautiful way. Mrs Clarke rubbed bubbles over my erection and it didn't take long before I came over her hand. Mrs Clarke had proven herself a stern and merciless Mistress and if I could serve both these Goddesses for the rest of my life I would be living in submissive bliss.