There i was on a saturday night being chatted up by a beautiful young woman. She had made the first moves in the club although no doubt she had noticed me looking at her ever since she came in. Just talking to her, let alone being touched, was enough to turn anyone on. To cut a long story short, we left the club together to go and have some food, as she was hungry. Before we got there though, she invited me back to her flat. Food could definitely wait. My luck was in. Once back at her flat, we went straight to the bedroom. I started to undress, as she went into the bathroom. When she came back in, i was totally naked. She took my clothes and put them in a drawer and locked the drawer. Strange i thought, but i was definitely not thinking with my brain at the time. "you will understand you are in my flat and i am in charge of the situation" she said. "i think i'd better go" i replied, becoming very anxious. With that, she approached me and just said "i don't think so". She then opened up a big cupboard in the corner of her room, and grabbed me by the hair and bundled me into the cupboard. Quick as a flash, she locked the door. I started shouting at her to let me out but she did not reply. After a while i calmed down. "Right" she said through the door "if you want to leave and get your clothes back, i need some cleaning doing". I was bemused at what she meant " you will see several pairs of shoes in the cupboard - i want them cleaned". "with what?" i replied somewhat amazed. "Use your brain" she retorted patronisingly "you have a tongue don't you? Let me know when you have finished". I weighed up the situation, and decided to do as she said. Once out i could get my clothes and make a hasty retreat. I licked, spat on and polished the shoes. There were 4 pairs, all high heels. This had to be the most degrading thing i had ever done, but i had no choice. " I have finished" i shouted through the door. "Good" she said, and i heard the key turn in the door. I dashed out of the cupboard, only to fall flat on my face over her foot. She sat on my back before i could move, grabbed my hands and i heard a snap. I tried moving my hands. I couldn't and realised i was handcuffed. This was now scary. She then moved down my body. I twisted my head round and could see her removing her stockings. She then tied my ankles with them, so i was trussed up like a turkey at christmas. "Get up" she ordered "to your knees". I rolled over and could see her sat on a chair. After the third attempt i managed to raise myself onto my knees. "It would appear you are totally in my power" she said grinning. She held out her foot. She was wearing knee length boots with a heel. "seeing as how you've been practising, you will now clean these boots slave". "Slave?" i replied. With that, she got up and slapped me hard on the face. "You will address me as Mistress, understand?". "Yes Mistress" i replied. She was right, i was powerless. I started licking the leather of the boots, along the sole, the ankles. The whole boot in fact. Perhaps this would bring an early end to my enslavement. "Good" she said mockingly "you have learned your place". Now get onto the bed, on your back. I struggled to my feet and hopped to the bed and collapsed onto it. She walked behind the bed and undid the handcuffs. Total relief - until she grabbed my hands and yanked them through the rails at the end of the bed and cuffed me again. She then undid the stockings round my ankles, spread my legs with such force i yelped and tied them again to the bed. "what are you doing " i yelled at her. She just stared at me, and started to undress. Once naked, she picked up her panties and said" i've had enough of your winging slut boy" and forced the panties into my mouth. She climbed on the bed, straddled me and started teasing me. It was not long before i was hard. I struggled but to no avail due to my restraints. She moved upwards and sat on me until i had entered her. She spent the next few minutes thrashing about on top of me. She had no concern for me, just her own pleasure. She was beautiful undoubtedly, but i would have preferred happier circumstances. I was in pain, and she was getting off on that. Eventually she stopped and started breathing normally again. She leaned forward and removed the panties from my mouth. "enjoy yourself slut?" she said. "yes Mistress" i replied thinking lying was definitely the wiser option. However she rammed the panties back into my mouth, and i saw her pick up a paper bag from the side of the bed, which she put over my head. This was taking humiliation to a new level. She started rubbing and stroking me again, starting at my chest and moving down "Now" she said "I believe you enjoy this" I shook my head vigorously. With that, she grabbed a nipple between her fingernails and squeezed. The pain was immense. "Pardon slave" she said. I nodded. "Good, i'm glad we've got that straight anyway". Whilst playing with me some more she said "you will be available for my use when i decide. I don't think telling anyone would help - who would believe you? You may now go, but remember your new role in life as my slave". With that she untied me, and handed me my clothes. I ran faster from that flat than i have ever run before.
It is a fantasy made in heaven. Goddess Karla loves to go out on Friday nights dressed to kill. She wears a very short skirt with high heels to get the attention of every man and then shamelessly flirts with the most handsome of them. Goddess Karla gets them all teased up and then picks the one who is the most desirable. He buys Her drinks and dinner, but She doesn't go home with him but leaves him teased and denied. i have the honor of helping Her get ready for Her night of Girl Fun. This Friday She wears the white stocking shown in her club photo. Her stocking have seams in the back and it is my job to make sure that the seams are straight. i can only use my lips for this task and i pay a price. At $200 per leg, i am granted the privilege of crawling behind Her. i use my lips to gently adjust Her stocking seams to get them perfectly straight. i start at the heal of Her left leg and work my way up her delectable calf. She orders me to be careful not to get her seams wet. As i work my way up her succulent left thigh, i become more and more excited. Her skirt barely covers her stocking tops. When i get to the top of the seam, She shouts, "Keep your eyes down, pig, you don't deserve to see any more of My perfect form." i immediately comply, denied the opportunity to look up Her skirt. i drop to the floor to start straightening the seam running up the back of Her right leg. i am so excited about straightening Her seams that wet spots start to form on the front of my trousers. i ache all over in lust. When i am done and Her stocking seams are perfectly straight, She immediately dismisses me with the word, "Get out of here, you pathetic little worm, and no wanking." That night as She is out getting men stiff in their trousers, i am at home all stiff and denied too. i ache for Her, but i am happy.