You may recall from the primary chapter of this story that I had discovered a bunch of mates after a number of years of residing efficiently, however alone. I additionally turned desperately attracted to 1 member of that group. Her identify is Paula (Goddess Paula to me) and she or he had so many fascinating traits that I discovered her irresistible. Certainly one of these traits was her excellent toes. She did not thoughts my attraction to her toes, and she or he even used my fetish to make me undergo her. She made me her slave. I served as her family maid and supplied her with private providers like massages and foot worship.
That is the way it began. Then, over the following few months, Goddess Paula added to her domination of her foot slave. She at all times loved teasing and denying me and making me go residence with a world-class case of blue balls. The considered me speeding residence to jerk off like a maniac appeared to amuse her. However, after a pair weeks, that wasn’t sufficient. She wished me even hornier and extra determined. So, she purchased me a pink plastic cock cage with slightly brass locked. Although it appeared like a toy, it was robust and safe. Now, she may tease me and ship me residence a number of instances, realizing I couldn’t discover any aid. She may preserve me in a determined state for weeks. And she or he did.
After a pair weeks with no aid, I used to be in such a determined state that she may make me do completely something. Whereas my love of her toes was sufficient to make me her family maid and private servant, the desperation of my pressured chastity allowed her to hold my obedience and humiliation to extremes. For instance, she took me purchasing for lingerie, heels, and a horny French Maid outfit. Whereas it was demeaning to carry out any family chore Goddess Paula desired, at her command, that paled when in comparison with the humiliation of performing these chores in bra, panties, French Maid outfit, and four-inch heels.
It’s price noting right here that my heels have been geared up with ankle straps to which Goddess Paula connected little brass locks, very like the lock on my cock cage. So, now, along with full management over my cock and my orgasms, Goddess Paula additionally had full management of my horny footwear. Throughout our purchasing journeys, she additionally had me purchase myself what she known as sissy-boy avenue garments. These have been garments that I may put on in public with out letting folks know that one thing kinky was occurring however would make it clear that I used to be some type of sissy-boy. She had me purchase pink flip-flops, white capri-length pants, and pink, lavender, and child blue sleeveless tops, some with lacy trim on the neck and shoulders.
So, Goddess Paula sometimes had me serve her at her place in lingerie and heels, or a French Maid outfit and heels, and she or he would usually ship me out or take me out in my sissy-boy avenue garments. All this humiliation was exhausting to take, as have been the lengthy durations of pressured chastity. Nonetheless, she allowed me to orally worship her sneakers and toes usually, acts to which I had virtually grow to be addicted. As well as, on the events when she did launch me from my cock cage and permit me to cum, it was at all times an incredible and memorable expertise.
I nearly at all times got here by jerking myself off, however Goddess Paula assured that an enormous serving to of erotic humiliation was concerned, one thing else to which I had virtually grow to be addicted. On a number of events, she ordered me to cum throughout her toes or sneakers and to then lick up each drop. (Understand that these have been big masses as I shot them after a number of weeks of pressured chastity).
On one other event, she stunned me by eradicating my cock cage and providing to permit me to cum, whereas we had been splitting a pizza. I used to be extraordinarily happy at this surprising supply. My pleasure was considerably dampened when she positioned two slices of pizza on a plate, positioned the plate on the ground in entrance of me, and warned me that I might be severely punished if a single drop of my cum missed the slices of pizza. Fearful of displeasing Goddess Paula, I managed to land each drop of my big load of cum on the 2 slices.
I do know I haven’t got to let you know what occurred subsequent, however I’ll. She picked up the plate and positioned it on the desk, took her seat, and went again to consuming her personal pizza. She motioned me again to my seat on the desk the place the cum-covered slices have been simply in entrance of me.
With an enormous grin on her face, Goddess Paula appeared me within the eyes and pleasantly however firmly mentioned, “Eat up, Sissy Michelle” (the little pet identify she had given me as my female wardrobe had grown). I knew I had no alternative. I ate each slices, barely capable of preserve down the slimy mess.
Once I was finished, Goddess Paula cheerfully chirped, “Time for chores” and handed me an enormous listing.
I used to be already wearing a nightie. Mistress Paula ordered me to place my little pink cock cage again on and to fetch and placed on my locking heels, all of which she locked in place. She beloved the amusement of watching me undergo the humiliation of combating my chores whereas mincing round in four-inch heels. Naturally, I needed to clear up the remnants of our meal. I then needed to wash the kitchen flooring, vacuum the lounge rug, do three a great deal of laundry, and put every little thing away, and scrub the toilet till it gleamed. Whereas I did these chores, Goddess Paula lay on the sofa and watched a film. She did, in fact, interrupt me usually, to deliver her drinks and snacks, and to therapeutic massage her shoulders and toes.
By the point I completed my chores, I used to be exhausted, and my toes damage. Goddess Paula was sort sufficient to permit me to lick her toes and suck her toes for a half hour. Lastly, she kicked me away. She unlocked my heels and ordered me to bathe and dress in an outfit of my sissy-boy avenue garments. Once I returned to her, I knew to silently stand at consideration subsequent to her and await any orders. After about twenty minutes, she appeared up at me, grinned, and purred, “mint chocolate chip”.
My face should has telegraphed my dismay as Goddess Paula’s grin grew wider. I knew what that order meant. Silently, I rotated, left the home, and walked a couple of blocks to the neighborhood comfort retailer. The shop and the neighborhood have been full of people that have been more than pleased to make enjoyable of the sissy-boy shopping for ice cream. Struggling their insults but once more, I returned to Goddess Paula, opened the ice cream, served her a bowl, and once more, silently stood at consideration subsequent to her and awaited any orders. Nonetheless watching TV, she loved her ice cream, ignoring me fully. When she was finished, she wordlessly handed me the bowl and spoon which I washed, dried, and put away.
I returned to her, ready to take my place to await additional orders, however earlier than I may accomplish that, she beckoned me to bend right down to her. I may really feel and odor her candy breath as she gently kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear, “You have been superb at this time, Sissy Michelle. Good night time”. I knew I had simply been dismissed. I grabbed my automobile keys and left to return to my condominium, nonetheless sporting my sissy-boy avenue garments.
Over the previous a number of hours, I had been made to jerk off, shoot an enormous load onto two slices of pizza and eat them, carry out hours of menial chores in lingerie and heels, worship Goddess Paula’s toes and toes (this a part of course truly being a reward), humiliate myself publicly getting her ice cream, wait on my goddess hand and foot, and eventually be dismissed just like the maid that I had grow to be. But, as I drove residence, questioning how you can sneak into my condominium with the fewest of my neighbors seeing how I used to be dressed, I used to be ecstatic. I used to be euphoric. I had happy Goddess Paula. She was pleased with my efficiency.
Goddess Paula’s addition of those types of pressured cross dressing to her domination of me was extraordinarily humiliating however, like every little thing else, I accepted it as a part of my submission to my excellent goddess. There have been different modifications too. Initially, my bodily contact with Goddess Paula consisted of massaging her, making use of lotion when wanted, and oral foot worship, in fact. Then in the future, whereas I used to be on my knees worshipping her toes, she shocked me. She took a agency grip on my hair and slowly pulled my head up till it was between her thighs. As she did this, her gown slid open, revealing that she wore nothing beneath.
I discovered myself going through an extremely lovely sight, a neatly trimmed rectangular “touchdown strip” of pubic hair with probably the most luscious pussy lips seen slightly below. It smelled so good, and as Goddess Paula pulled my face into her candy pussy, I began gently licking, intoxicated by her candy style. As she pulled my face in more durable and deeper, I licked quicker and extra vigorously. Finally, she drew my lips and tongue to her exhausting clit. I stiffened my tongue and swirled it firmly over her clit, eliciting gentle moans from my goddess. As she pressured my face deeper, I labored her clit more durable with my tongue. Quickly, she was pulling my head exhausting into her pussy, frantically humping my face, and beginning to elicit a high-pitched scream. As her scream reached a crescendo, I felt her sizzling scrumptious juices flood my mouth and face.
As she launched me, I felt an excessive sense of delight, accomplishment, and pleasure.
Licking my goddess’s pussy to the purpose of bringing her bucking and screaming to orgasm instantly turned considered one of my favourite actions, proper up there with worshipping her excellent toes. I believed my goddess may talk about this new exercise, however she simply kicked me away and advised me to get cleaned up. Over the following few weeks, I used to be saddened to notice that Goddess Paula didn’t require me to orally service her pussy on each go to. My alternatives to take action have been random and rare. However I cherished them once they occurred.
Once I was allowed to orally worship Goddess Paula’s wonderful pussy, she in fact managed the motion to be fully to her liking. Typically, she would loosen up in a chair with me on my knees earlier than her. At different instances, she ordered me onto my again, knelt on my shoulders, and floor her pussy into my face from above. On this place, she would generally slide ahead a bit and make me lick her ass crack and asshole. When she felt I had sufficiently cleaned and worshiped her ass, she would slide again once more and make me end my ministrations to her pussy.
One other necessary change to our relationship was the incorporation of extreme and painful self-discipline. One morning, Goddess Paula ordered me into considered one of my sissy-boy avenue garments outfits. She then advised me to take off my pink flip-flops and fetch my locking excessive heels. I placed on my heels and Goddess Paula locked them in place.
As Goddess Paula beckoned me to the entrance door, I used to be confused and a bit nervous. Goddess Paula had taken me out in public in sissy-boy avenue garments, however by no means in four-inch heels locked to my ankles. This made it fully clear that one thing kinky was occurring and I used to be nervous about being seen like this.
However the considered disobeying my goddess by no means crossed my thoughts. I adopted her out to the driveway and acquired into her automobile. Paula grinned at me and mentioned that she hoped I used to be prepared to present my bank card a severe exercise. In a state of confusion, I simply checked out my goddess. My nervousness relating to my outfit and heels abated considerably as she drove nicely away from the city during which we lived. I is perhaps seen on this humiliating outfit, however not less than I might not going be seen be anybody we knew.
Finally, Goddess Paula turned down an alleyway that opened onto an enormous car parking zone. Adjoining to the car parking zone was the biggest kinky intercourse store I had ever seen. It appeared like a kinky intercourse super-store.
Goddess Paula parked, acquired out of the automobile, and beckoned me to observe her into the shop. Inside the shop, I noticed that they’d every little thing anybody may ever want for any sexual exercise. Goddess Paula appeared beautiful in her revealing high, tight leather-based jacket, tight denims, and her personal heels. Her heels have been four-inch black leather-based, like mine, however had a sample of small metallic spikes throughout. Someway, our contrasting outfits made it extraordinarily clear that she was the new dominant goddess, and I used to be the little sissy-bitch slave.
Goddess Paula snapped her lovely fingers and pointed to the purchasing carts. I minced over to the road of carts, struggling to stroll casually in my heels. I grabbed a cart and silently adopted a respectful distance behind my goddess as she shopped. As Goddess Paula led me by the shop, I used to be impressed on the extraordinarily big selection of merchandise and the way nicely organized every little thing was.
Goddess Paula ordered me to cease at a big division filled with whips, paddles, hairbrushes, and canes. My goddess didn’t appear within the whips. I assume they have been merely not her model. She did examine quite a few paddles, sharply slapping a couple of towards her open palm. The sharp crack of the paddles towards her palm crammed me with dread, for good cause, as I used to be quickly to be taught. Goddess Paula appeared concerned about an extended, springy, skinny, picket paddle.
My goddess smiled at me and mentioned, “Drop your pants and panties, bend over, and seize your ankles.”
Once I grinned again at her, she glared at me and loudly growled, “Do not preserve me ready, sissy bitch! Do as you have been advised! NOW!!!”
Shaking, I shortly bared my ass, bent ahead, and grabbed my ankles. Goddess Paula gave my ass a couple of exhausting cracks with this agile and streamlined paddle. Every stroke elicited a loud yelp from me. After a couple of units of strokes, my goddess appeared glad and gently positioned the paddle in my cart. She left me as I used to be whereas she chosen a couple of extra paddles to check out on my uncovered and weak ass. Most of them didn’t appear to please her. We ended up with solely two: the lengthy skinny picket paddle mentioned earlier, and a transparent Lexan paddle with a sample of holes drilled in it. This paddle made me outright scream on every stroke.
We then moved on a brief distance to a bit of the identical division the place we discovered what appeared like a choice of family brushes. Goddess Paula once more ordered me into place and paddled my ass with a number of of the brushes. She added a barely outsized ash hairbrush to the cart, whispering to herself that it might be excellent to maintain in her purse. She additionally discovered an extended and rounded tub brush as one would use for again scrubbing. The lengthy deal with allowed her to hit very exhausting and quick with little effort on her half. This instrument of ache additionally went into the cart.
She rounded out her choice of ass beating instruments with two canes, however solely after leaving a collection of harsh stripes throughout my burning ass cheeks. One was a skinny versatile cane, nearly extra like a change. The opposite was a heavy cane that appeared and felt nearly like a weapon. By the point I used to be allowed to tug my pants up and once more push the cart respectfully behind my goddess, I used to be sobbing in ache.
I believed we have been finished deciding on devices of self-discipline, however we weren’t. Goddess Paula examined a wide range of nipple clamps on me, and appeared amused by my moans, groans, and yelps. She positioned a couple of completely different types within the cart. My goddess additionally added six butt plugs to the cart. Fortunately, she was not allowed to attempt them out on me, attributable to hygiene legal guidelines, however the two largest ones had me terrified.
We then walked by the cross-dressing division. Whereas I already had a modest choice of lingerie, my horny French Maid outfit, and my sissy-boy avenue garments, Goddess Paula famous that I didn’t have any slutty clothes. She made me attempt on a couple of and positioned two within the cart, one black and one crimson. She additionally noticed an extended straight wig with bangs. She made me attempt it on and she or he beloved it. Not eager to threat injury to the wig, she made me put on it.
She was additionally excited to search out high-heeled pumps in my measurement with locking straps. She positioned two pair within the cart, one crimson and one black. Then my goddess spent a while perusing a metallic silver pair of heels. She added these to the cart, grinning at me and telling me that these have been for my future trailer-trash look. All three pairs of heels we six-inch. Apparently, my days in four-inch heels have been coming to an finish.
Lastly, we made our technique to the check-out lanes. Goddess Paula grinned as she stepped apart and waved me by, reminding me to not overlook to pay for the wig that I used to be sporting. The overall worth had me able to cry once more. I checked out my goddess with pleading eyes, however she simply continued to smile at me. As we walked by the car parking zone, Goddess Paula joked that I wanted to get in higher form and may skip a couple of lunches anyway. By my calculations, I must skip two-hundred lunches to pay again these self-discipline and cross dressing provides.
Whereas the additional cross-dressing clothes and heels have been used so as to add to my humiliation within the ensuing months, it was the self-discipline utensils that basically modified my life. Goddess Paula appeared to essentially take pleasure in disciplining me in numerous methods and took benefit of each go to to take action. I used to be paddled and caned. My nipples have been tortured. My ass was plugged on arrival on nearly each go to, and I did all my chores not solely cross-dressed and sporting a cock cage and painful heels, however with my ass plugged. Goddess Paula chosen the butt-plug measurement at her whim, in fact.
With all these modifications, my casual place appears to have advanced from “Goddess Paula’s Obedient Foot-Slave” to “Goddess Paula’s Obedient, Chastised, Disciplined, Cross-Dressed, Ass Licking, Pussy Licking, Sissy Foot Slave”. I used to be so enamored with Goddess Paul, her excellent toes, and her full and utter dominance of me as her slave that I by no means complained and easily turned an increasing number of decided to please her in each manner.
My coronary heart leapt every time Goddess Paula ordered me to her home. My coronary heart leapt each time I noticed her at an occasion with our mates. Whereas we, in fact, stored our kinky relationship secret from our mates, Goddess Paula could not resist exposing little hints, and having fun with my embarrassment. For instance, as we sat round with a bunch of our mates, she may place her toes on my lap and declare that her toes have been killing her, and that she wanted a foot rub. She did this in such a jovial method that I do not assume anybody suspected that this was actually an order. Purple-faced, I might take away her sneakers and therapeutic massage her toes, noting a couple of raised eyebrows from our mates.
One other of her favourite little secret indicators she enjoys once we are with our mates is to take away her barely outsized ash hairbrush from her purse and wordlessly hand it to me. I instantly take the hairbrush from her, bounce up from my seat, stand behind her, and gently brush her lengthy, lovely hair. I might brush her hair till she prolonged her hand in the direction of me indicating that I used to be to present the hairbrush again to her. She may do that after fifteen minutes of hair brushing, or after an hour of hair brushing. It was, in fact, fully as much as her.
Our mates appeared mildly amused by these expressions of affection that I used to be exhibiting. I feel they might have been slightly bit uncomfortable in the event that they knew that it was submission to and concern of my dominant goddess that made me therapeutic massage her toes and brush her hair at her whim. And, I do know they might have been very uncomfortable to be taught that, simply yesterday, I used to be at Goddess Paula’s home, draped bare throughout her knees, being spanked to tears with the very hairbrush I used to be now utilizing to brush her beautiful hair.
And so, my submission and obedience to Goddess Paula had deepened, particularly in personal, but in addition slightly bit in public. I used to be comfy on this extra intense relationship. What began as submission and obedience attributable to my love of Goddess Paula’s excellent toes had advanced to a deeper type of submission and obedience attributable to my pressured chastity and my concern of the ache that my goddess inflicted on me frequently.
Some elements of this life (the hours of exhausting labor, the lengthy durations of chastity, and the extraordinary and unpredictable ache I used to be required to endure) have been a bit troublesome to take. However the rewards have been many (being allowed to spend lengthy durations of time within the presence of a goddess, having this goddess acknowledge my presence in her life, routinely being allowed to worship this goddess’s sneakers and ideal toes, and infrequently being allowed to worship this goddess’s ass and pussy).