0 comments/ 29407 views/ 0 favorites Mistress Iona Ch. 01 By: KneeLing I am OnKnee, male sub, 32. Here is a true story about my first Mistress, Iona... As always, I had to undress outside Iona's house and leave all my clothes in the car before I could ring the bell and wait for her to answer the ring. Worried that somebody should get out in the street or pass in a car to see me in this state made me quite nervous. Finally she answered and I said: "Mistress Iona, your slave OnKnee is here and ask for permission to enter your garden." "Welcome slave." The gate buzzed and I sneaked in. Puh, I managed this time to get in naked from the street without being seen. Sometimes I had not been so lucky... In her garden I had to work up my cock to full erection before I went up on her doorstep, fell down on my all four and rang the bell. After a long wait the door opened and Iona stood there in black garters, stockings and high heels. "Are you a good dog today so I don't need to punish you as last time?" "Yes, Mistress." She let me in and went to sit in a big chair and continued to watch a show on TV, smoking a long cigarette and paying no attention to me for well 5 minutes. Without stopping watching the show she snapped her fingers and opened her legs and I crept up between the legs and started to sniff her pussy. Smelling as sexy as ever I felt my cock getting bigger and bigger. Finally she blew some smoke down on me and snapped her fingers again as a signal for me to start licking her. Slowly and just on the outer lips first and as far back as I could reach. Another snap and I had to start with her inner pussy-lips. Now feeling her wetness and the smell making me even hornier. After a long time I felt her moving and panting a little and I knew she were getting really hot. A snap again and I started to lick wildly and as deep as I could and with my own precum wetting the inside of my legs she came with her whole body vibrating... Afterwards she just kicked me away, took another cigarette and watched the show again with me standing on my all four in front of her. When the show was over she said: "Slave." "Yes mistress." "Stand up and get ready for housework." "Yes Mistress." I went to a drawer where I took out two rubber-rings. Put one around my balls and one around the bottom of my penis. Also there was a butt-plug that I had to insert in my ass. "Slave come over here and show that you are prepared!" I walked close to her and she told me to rotate in front of her. She pressed the plug even deeper in and said. "Today you wash by hand all my underwear and those of my lovers. You know that you have to sniff them all and lick all the dry cum that you can find!" "Yes Mistress Iona." I went to the back of her house where the washing facilities are. There was a full basket with all kinds of underwear that had lots of stains showing that she had been very active the last week. I prepared the washing water and then started to carefully sniff and lick all the silky stuff. The black I knew was all Iona's and all the colourful items had been used by her lovers and slaves. I say carefully because in this house there were one-way mirrors everywhere so she could well observe me now and if I cheated I should be punished in ways I will tell you later. Among the panties was an orange pair, which had been taking a big load. That was from my last visit when Mistress had been so kind to let me use them. She ordered me to take them on and then she ordered me to lay on my back on the floor and with her sitting in my face so I got my nose in her asshole and my tongue deep in her pussy, she told me to lick her hard and to masturbate through the thin fabric of the panties. She told me to jerk hard but I had to hold back because I knew I couldn't cum before her... After an eternity, as I felt it, she started to move and cum so hard that she squeezed my tongue and shouted: "Shoot, slave!!!" and I did... Now I had to sniff my own cum and lick the big spots on the silky material. My cock stood firm in remembrance of that happy shooting. When I finished and came back to her she just told me to get out of her house on my knees all the way to the car. This meant I had to peek out on the street like a dog until it was free for me to rush into the car, dress and drive back home. There I remembered that the two rubber-rings and the butt-plug were still on and in me... Until my next visit I feared for the punishment I should get for such a grave negligence... Mistress Iona Ch. 02 One day when I came to Mistress Iona there was already a naked young man around 20 there on his knees in front of her. He was licking her tits as she was sitting in her usual big chair wearing the usual garters, stockings and high heel shoes. Everything she had on was black and silky. Her legs were far apart and she was smoking a long cigarette with closed eyes. I waited in my normal position which comes from my name, OnKnee, on all four and naked with my cock dripping with precum. The precum came from me working on my cock to get a full erection before entering her house, as was the rule. Finally she said: "Slave OnKnee, prepare for housework". "Yes, Mistress." I crept over to a drawer where I today found a red garter belt and red stockings plus a pair of red high heel shoes in my size. "Stand up slave and put it on". "Yes, Mistress." I stood up and felt the exciting feeling when I rolled on the silky stockings and then hooked them on the garter belt. My cock raised hard again and the precum glistened on top. The shoes fit me perfectly and had 4-inch heels which is just on the limit for me to be able to walk in when doing work in her house. "Do my bedroom." Off I went envying the young man who enjoyed the sucking and licking of Iona's wonderful breasts. He could do it as much as he wanted without shooting his 10 inch weapon that stood straight up with precum glistening all the way down to his balls and then dripping on the floor. Suddenly there was a ring on the door. "OnKnee, open the door," Iona commanded, "dressed as you are!" When I opened there was a beautiful, very elegant lady standing there smiling when she saw this maid open the door. She turned around so I could take off her furcoat and guess what... under she was totally naked and tripped into the room on her high heels. "Hi, Iona." she said and sat down in a chair opposite Iona's meaning that she saw the ass and the dripping balls of the young man working on Iona's tits. "You know that I prefer girls," she said, "don't you think we could hide the cock of this fellow so he can go for a maid?" As all hair on my body is removed it was not a too bad idea. "Slave," Iona said, "go to the closet and get the tightest pants you can find and put them on to please my friend!" I went to the closet and found a pair of the tightest thongs I could think of, pressing my poor penis to nearly nothing and nicely dividing my back. I looked in a mirror and got horny when I saw what a sweet little girl I looked like. Iona's friend said that I looked terrific and named me Liz. "Come here, Liz," she said. "Kneel in front of me so I can put on some lipstick and some mascara and tie your hair up in a sweet knot!" "Aren't you sweet, Darling". "Yes, Milady," I said, "to your service". "Go and find a dildo, because I love to get fucked by sweet girls like you, Liz". I went to the closet and put on a dildo strapped around my back and went back to the lady. She moved to the edge of the chair, opened her legs and ordered me to fuck her. Standing on my knees in front of her I put the dildo into her wet pussy and started to work hard. Of course, at each push, I felt the pressure on my squeezed cock, which gave a certain sensation I never felt before. "Harder." she said and I understood that she wanted to climax immediately, which was very different from Iona, who wanted to draw her cums out in time as much as possible. Sure enough, the lady soon came with a scream and then hugged me and thanked me for the good job. She then asked for her coat and kissed my lips and off she went..... "Slave, become a man again," Iona said, "and go and find a pair of very big, green silky pants in the bottom drawer in my bedroom". I took off the wet dildo and the wet and tight thongs and came back with the green panties. She then told the young man to stand up and put these pants on. They were far too big but gave room for his cock to stand straight out and immediately I could see how some of his precum dripped through the thin fabric. She then ordered him to stand in front of her with the legs far apart and ordered me to stand close behind him so my newly erected penis stood out in under his balls in the panties. "Closer." Iona, said and I had to press myself onto the back of the young fellow. Iona started to slowly play with her pussy and told me to jerk his cock now standing straight out and up in the pants. "OnKnee, I imagine this cock to be mine and you are responsible for letting my pussy and my cock come at the same time!" "Yes Mistress." was all I could say but getting worried when I felt how close to coming he fellow was. Iona started to work herself up and I saw the wild look in her face when she looked at "her own cock" that I played with through the fabric in front of her. "Harder." she cried and I had to do it harder... but too hard because I felt the shooting coming. I hold my hands still but felt how his cock swelled even more and the biggest load came into the pants. Some drops even pressed so hard through the thin fabric that it landed on Iona's hand and stomach. "You worthless slave," she shouted. "Taking the pleasure away from your Mistress. You will get punished hard. Next time I will call in Jack to do it for me". I fell on my knees and tried to kiss her toes to show my obedience and my sorrow for what happened but she just kicked me away and ordered the poor guy to take the panties off and give to her. She took them and a scissor and made a hole in the back of the pants dripping from the fantastic load just blown into them. Handed them to me and said: "Slave, take these on and don't take them off before next week when you come here and of, course, no shower. Never take them off, peeing you have to do in them. Be happy I was so kind to make a hole in the back for your big jobs. If you get wet dreams and happen to shoot your load in them when you sleep you tell me. There will be 5 strokes for each time you dream about me and 10 if you dream about someone else. Understood?" "Yes, Mistress Iona." was all I could say. The coming week was hard as I started to smell myself of my own pee and the cum from the boy and my own 5 loads shooting when I had wet dreams. 2 about Iona and 3 about other women. That makes 40 strokes that I should receive when the week was over. Also, at work I had to wear long T-shirts in order not to show the wetness creeping through from my underpants to my dress. A hard week, but as always dreaming about getting back and being dominated by Mistress. Mistress Iona Ch. 03 I turned up naked and with a hard on, as was the rule, at Mistress Iona's door one Friday night. As instructed, I had not been shooting for the whole week since I left her house last Sunday night. This made it easy to work my cock up to a throbbing status with some precum glistening on top. She had told me that I was to come with her to her vacation home and stay over the weekend. She sent me naked as I was to the back of the house where her cars are parked. There was another young man naked and with what looked like a 10" cock standing nicely straight up. An erection that made me jealous. It was the same fellow who I had to jerk off some weeks ago in front of our Mistress. The rule is that we are not allowed to talk to other slaves and to Mistress only when she asks us so we stood there silent for well 10 minutes before Mistress Iona showed up. She opened the back doors of the car and ordered us to jump in, put the safety belts on and keep our erections until we should reach her country home. There we sat totally naked in her car when driving through the centre of the town with a lot of people out this time on a Friday evening. Good she had heavily tinted glasses in the back of the car so we could hopefully not be seen directly by all the people around. At stops at traffic lights I had a feeling of sitting on a chair on the pavement masturbating to keep the erection going. It gave me an exhibitionistic feeling that got me so horny that I had to slow down on my stroking not to be overheated and risk shooting. I knew that if I happened to shoot now it should cause me big problems as Iona wanted us to be ready to serve her and her friends in all ways when we reached the destination. Everything went well and after an hour we were ordered out of her car in front of her staff at the estate. They were properly dressed as high-class servants and hardly even noticed us. We were immediately put to serve Iona and her 3 women guests in all possible ways. I will here only give you some glimpses: At the lunch we had to stand on each side of Iona, maintaining the erections and with legs apart, the not yanking hand on the back. We could hear how they discussed, among other things, who should give the most milk. They were laughing and looking at our cocks so I started to get a feeling that maybe they talked about us. Which one should give the most milk? In the afternoon I was ordered by a middle age woman named, Aida, to come with her to the garden. When we came to a stone table, which still had water in top after a small shower, she ordered me to undress her. I obeyed, of course, and started to see a round, pale and very attractive body being visible. When totally naked she climbed up and laid herself on the back on the wet table. I could see goose bumps on her skin and could see how it excited her sexually. She even started to move her back on the stone and pressing her legs together and giving out small sounds of pleasure. After a while she put her arms over her head and ordered me to lick her armpits, first one and then the other. She had full bushes of hair and there was a very strong smell that made me even more horny. I got a very tickling feeling and obviously it aroused her a lot, which I could see on her movements. Looked like she fucked herself on her back. Then she ordered me to put two chairs at the bottom of the table whereafter she moved herself down to the edge so her ass was sticking out. She bent her legs and put one foot on each of the chairs, which were far apart, so her pussy and the asshole were fully exposed to my hungry eyes. Then it came: "Lick my asshole, slave! When I finger myself slowly, you lick slowly and when I do it fast, you do it fast. When I am deep in my pussy, you lick deep. Understand?" "Yes, Mistress," Down on my knees I started to work my tongue into her hole. Luckily for me it was clean and very soft and wide so my tongue could reach far in. In front of my eyes and my nose I had her magnificent, hairy pussy with a strong smell of horniness. Probably she had not been coming for some time and not showered today. Carefully observing how deep her finger was in her pussy and with what frequency she fucked herself, I think I did a good job. Now and then she took the finger out and put it to me to lick which aroused me a lot thanks to the strong smell and the big amount of juices from her cunt. Finally she ordered me to do it hard and with more and more energetic movements of her whole body she screamed and came with convulsions that nearly never stopped. Afterwards she just went up and walked naked as she was up to the house leaving me without a word. I took her clothes with me and delivered them at the door of the mansion. Nighttime when I was sleeping together with the other slave on a thin mattress in the old stable I woke up by one servant telling me to follow him but not before I had worked up my erection. Walking behind him with my cock swinging in front of me I wondered what should follow. He knocked on a door and a woman said come in and when I entered I saw one of the other ladies naked and spread on the bed. She was middle age and had round and sexy forms which made it easy for me to keep the cock standing straight up which seemed to please her. "Come here, slave, and fuck me!" I went on top of her and she helped my cock into her wet pussy and just said: "Hard, slave, but don't come!" I did my best to fuck her hard and at the same time holding back myself from loosing control and shoot. Anyhow, it went well and she came with her pussy working on my penis like rings milking it in waves. Wonderful feeling besides I had to concentrate so much on not shooting. When she relaxed I draw my soaking cock, still nicely erect, out of her love-hole. She turned herself on the side with the back to me without saying anything so I just tiptoed out of the room and walked back to my mattress in the stable for some more sleep. Sunday afternoon we were ordered to the stable. There were two milking machines with 4 chairs in front where the four ladies were sitting nicely dressed and sipping on drinks and smoking Iona's long cigarettes. One servant ordered us to kneel after each other with our left sides towards the spectators. Then he mounted the milking tubes on our cocks, strapped around our backs. There we stood on all four with our cocks hanging down in the transparent plastic tubes. At the bottom was a bulb where I now understood our semen should be collected. We should be milked like cows and now I understood the ladies speculation about who should give the most milk. The machines had remote controls and I could hear the ladies discussing who should start. Finally they gave one remote to Aida and she started to milk my friend in front of me. As I stood with my face only half meter behind his back I could see straight into his asshole and thereunder his balls and the milking tube hanging down as it was quite heavy so not even his strong erection could lift it up. Aida started very slowly so I could see how his cock grew a little longer with each sucking. Obviously this aroused him a lot as I could see how even his asshole was contracting and releasing for each sucking of the machine and the balls raising and falling. After a while Aida gave it more speed and he had problems to stand still, his whole body moving and I could see how his 10" cock now seemed to be 15" and so fat that it nearly filled the tube. So it went on until I thought that he should shoot the biggest load down to the collecting bulb but then she stopped and gave the control to Iona. After sipping her drink and still smoking she just put it on full speed. He didn't last more than a minute before he cum came in big spurts one after another until his balls were emptied. I saw his ass and the balls shaking and he had problems to stand on his hands and knees. Now I understood that it was my turn. Iona gave me a naughty look and put the machine on the slowest speed where after she excused herself to the rest of the group and went out, only telling them that I was a slow shooter and needed a long warming up. There I stood as a cow in a milking machine and felt how my penis grew longer and longer and how my ass behaved just like what I had seen before in front of me. Feeling very degraded with the women sitting and making comments about how impressing my erection was and if I should yield more than the other slave. Iona did not show up and I started to feel that even with this slow speed I should not be able to hold back much longer and sure enough I felt how my shooting came closer and closer and my breathing went very fast and I nearly fainted when I started shooting slowly but like never ending. I felt like I gave 30-40 shots before I felt that it was over. The ladies applauded and obviously I had managed this time to give more cum then the other fellow. During the next hour we were milked time after time and surprisingly enough managing to produce some cum but at the end we were completely dry so Iona said that the competition was over. The servant was ordered to measure our respective production and I lost the race with a few milli-litre. Iona then ordered the servant to release us from the milking machines and to put both our cums in one bottle. Iona declared that the loser, me, had to grease in my cock, balls, ass and stomach in the substance and keep it there for the coming week. No washing, no shower. I did as ordered in front of the ladies and the other slave and some servants. After having finished Iona told me to lick my hands in order not to dirt her car. Then we were ordered into the car, where I had to sit on a plastic sheet. On the hour drive back we didn't need to keep our cocks erected which should have been impossible anyhow. I myself had a sticky and smelly week ahead as the semen hardened but got a little liquid every time I got a little sweaty. Still dreaming about the next visit to Mistress Iona and new submission, degradation and humiliation...