I knelt down on the comfortable carpet by Madam Emma’s toes as she remained seated on the chair, after which bent over, utterly nearly prostrating myself to her as I pressed my lips in opposition to the sleek white pores and skin of her ankle. I used to be now totally bare, my bum raised within the air, as I planted kisses on Madam Emma’s toes and ankles. I then began to suck on the toes of her proper foot, and my tongue lashed out because it licked the comfortable arduous to achieve locations in between the toes.
The afternoon had began so in a different way.
Madam Emma, one in every of my longtime mates from the kink group, had messaged me final night time to see if I used to be working downtown at present. Typically I labored close to the place she lived. Once I replied within the affirmative, she had requested me if I wished to drop by her place for tea after work.
“In spite of everything,” Madam Emma had written, “You make an exquisite masala chai, and it has been some time since I had your tea.”
“In fact, ma’am.” I had replied. “I’d be delighted to make and serve you my particular masala chai.”
And so, after work I had taken a bathe in a gymnasium close by, after which commuted to the place she lived. Madam Emma was a well known determine in our native femdom group, and we had recognized one another for years. She generally had small events at her personal home the place I attended as her servant. Different occasions we’d usually go to munches collectively, or maybe generally even a few fetish occasions or two. She had topped me a couple of occasions, nevertheless it’s been some time – nearly a few years – since we had final performed.
Madam Emma had hip surgical procedure someday in the past, and since then we had talked and communicated extra as mates. I had helped her as soon as by performing some yard work for her after her surgical procedure. I additionally helped her transfer some furnishings as soon as. So, when she requested me for tea, I had fortunately accepted, not anticipating any play. Identical to the final time I used to be at her place for tea.
After we had biscuits and my masala chai, Madam Emma complained about her drained toes. That is the place I requested her if she would love a foot therapeutic massage. As a man used to serving as a slave for women, and particularly the white women that fashioned a part of Madam Emma’s closeknit circle, I knew methods to give a superb foot therapeutic massage, and Madam Emma knew it.
“Only a foot therapeutic massage, honey.” She had warned me. “I’m not within the temper at present for any enjoying.”
“In fact, ma’am. Only a foot therapeutic massage.”
That is the way it began, after all. But, half an hour later, I discovered myself bare, bent over, prostrated at her toes, kissing, and licking her toes.
I heard Madam Emma sigh. I knew she beloved having her toes kissed and sucked. She forged a look down at my bare determine, bent over on the carpet, now kissing her left foot, after which gazed at my bare buttocks.
“Tarek.” She stated softly.
I ended kissing her foot and turned my head to search for, whereas nonetheless remaining on my haunches, bent over.
“Sure, ma’am?”
“I wasn’t planning on enjoying at present. I had referred to as you only for some tea.” She then reached out and patted my buttocks. “However the sight of your good massive spherical bum, bare and out there, able to be spanked, is tempting me.”
“Ma’am.” I replied, remaining very nonetheless in my submissive place, whilst Madam Emma continued to caress my buttocks. “I’m right here at your toes, at your service. Nevertheless, you would like it to be, ma’am.”
“You might be lovely if you find yourself bare and making an attempt to please.” Madam Emma giggled. “I do know you might be secretly hoping we are going to play, you naughty boy!”
She all of a sudden reached out and grabbed my left ear. Giving it a slight twist, she pulled my ear.
“Come, Tarek.” Madam Emma began to face up, and he or she hauled me up powerfully by the ear. “Rise up.”
“Sure, ma’am.” I answered, standing up totally as Madam Emma let go of my now stinging ear.
“Comply with me upstairs, Tarek.” Madam Emma commanded. “Let’s get my bag the place I maintain my toys.”
So … we WERE going to play!
“Sure, ma’am.”
I adopted Madam Emma by her home. She lived in a small, indifferent home that was constructed nearly seventy years in the past, however one she had renovated pretty lately. It was now nearly night, however there was simply sufficient daylight coming from outdoors by the home windows at numerous rooms as I adopted her up the steps. She was after all wearing a pleasant high and a protracted and delightful cotton skirt that reached to nearly her ankles. And I, after all, was stark bare, strolling behind her, my dick now half erect.
As I walked behind her, I couldn’t assist however admire Madam Emma’s youthful determine, regardless of her age. From the earliest days of figuring out Madam Emma as a dominant within the kink scene, I had a small crush on her. She managed to work out and maintain herself agency, tall, and athletic, projecting an aura of energy and youth, regardless of lately welcoming her second grandchild. Her skirt clung to her hips, and I stored my eyes on her shapely posterior as I adopted her upstairs to a small storage room subsequent to her bed room.
“Wait right here, expensive.” She stated, turning to me and snapping her fingers.
“Sure, ma’am,” I replied, standing nonetheless.
“Tarek.” A comfortable smile lit up Madam Emma’s lovely face. “Once I snap my fingers and ask you to attend, you might be purported to kneel, boy!”
“Oh, I’m so sorry, ma’am.” Instantly I knelt down on the wood flooring. “I’m so sorry. It has been some time.”
Madam Emma checked out me, now kneeling, bare, on the ground by the door. She smiled as she ran her fingers by her shimmering blonde curls. Then Madam Emma opened the door to the storage room and went inside. I heard her rummage although one thing, earlier than she emerged once more, carrying a black duffel bag.
“Tarek.” She stated, leaning down barely. As soon as extra I felt her fingers pinch my earlobe as she grabbed me firmly by the ear and hauled me as much as my toes. “Right here, carry this bag and observe me again to the lounge downstairs, sweetie.”
As I walked behind Madam Emma, this time carrying the bag, questioning what was inside, and what was going to occur to my poor bum, I additionally ran a hand over my now stinging proper ear. Madam Emma, regardless of her age, nonetheless had a really robust grip. Just some moments of her twisting my ear and it was sufficient to make it sting painfully.
Pulling a person by the ear or twisting the ears was not a typical punishment right here within the kink femdom group of largely white North America, however Madam Emma and I have been shut, and he or she knew about my earlier historical past with my maid servants again in India, and the way I used to be punished in India. At any time when we performed, and I’ve to confess it was not that usually, she took care to make sure she pulled, twisted, or grabbed me by the ear.
Madam Emma had a particular fondness for me, I may inform, though I did not know why. There have been different males in our group who provided extra – they have been extra good-looking, they have been bodily fitter, and so they may take much more beating than me, and so they have been white. But I thought-about myself fortunate, and honoured, that Madam Emma thought-about me an in depth buddy and confidant and invited me to her home usually.
As we walked down the steps, I additionally questioned at how odd it was that I used to be totally bare, stripped totally of all of my garments, following a white woman who was totally dressed, strolling round in her personal home. In my earlier visits to Madam Emma’s home, I had been in her lounge, serving to put together meals in her kitchen, and serving the meals in her small eating room subsequent to the kitchen. And naturally, I had sometimes used the washroom. I had solely been stripped bare in the lounge when she, and her woman visitors, wished to play. And right here I used to be, strolling nonchalantly by her complete home, within the nude.
“Tarek.” Madam Emma turned to me as soon as we have been on the door of the lounge. “Look ahead to me by the couch. I’m going to make a cellphone name, and I’m additionally going to order a pizza for us. No pork or bacon on it, for you, I do know.”
“Thanks, ma’am.” I used to be initially right here only for tea, however now that Madam Emma wished to play, she must get dinner. Pizza, I suppose, was adequate. “And may you kindly add a bottle of root beer for me please, ma’am?”
“I’ll accomplish that, Tarek.”
“Ma’am,” I requested. “Once you say, ‘wait by the couch’ … ought to I once more kneel by the couch?”
“Tarek.” I noticed Madam Emma click on her tongue in annoyance. “By now it’s best to know that every time you might be requested to attend for a mistress, you have to be kneeling submissively. I should not actually must inform you this.”
“I’m so sorry, ma’am.”
“And another factor.” Madam Emma added. “Please take away your eyeglasses and place them by the aspect desk.”
“Er … sure, ma’am.”
“Darling, you already know why, do not you?” Madam Emma requested me softly, a touch of type smile on her face.
“Er … sure, ma’am.” I nodded.
“Good.”
There was solely purpose for Madam Emma to ask me to take away my glasses. I used to be going to be slapped, and slapped arduous, by her. At any time when Madam Emma, or any of her mates, wished to slap me, they might ask me to take off my glasses.
I took off the glasses and positioned them on the aspect desk as ordered. I positioned the duffel bag that had her spanking implements beside the couch, after which knelt down there, awaiting my mistress. I questioned what implements she had contained in the bag, and which one she would use on my bum.
I may hear Madam Emma place the pizza order on Dominos, after which I heard her name one other quantity. She was strolling away from the lounge, so her voice did not carry as a lot, however she was speaking to another person, and I heard the phrase ‘we are able to have some enjoyable’. Quickly, she was heading again.
“Pizza shall be right here in 1 hour, hopefully much less. The native Dominos was actually busy, however the different place was busier!” Madam Emma stated, as she re-entered the lounge, inserting her cell on the aspect desk beside my spectacles. She surveyed the room after which sat down on the couch.
“Tarek, come and kneel in entrance of me, right here.” She ordered. I instantly complied, shifting in order that I used to be now kneeling in entrance of her, dealing with her, my gaze lowered to the ground. Madam Emma reached out with the appropriate hand and firmly grasped my left ear.
“Tarek.” Madam Emma spoke. She pinched my left ear lobe sharply between her fingers and twisted my ear. “We now have recognized one another for a while, and never solely are you a pricey, candy buddy, however you’ve served me as a slave in events at my place, and elsewhere, fairly a couple of occasions.”
“Sure, ma’am.” I acknowledge. “Thanks-“
“Please be silent and don’t interrupt, Tarek.” Madam Emma scolded me and gave me one other painful ear twist. “By now it’s best to know that every time a slave is requested to attend, they need to kneel. You should not must ask your mistress what to do. Once I requested you to attend, it’s best to have knelt mechanically.”
“Sure, ma’am.”
Madam Emma then let go of my left ear. This time she used her left hand and grabbed maintain of my proper ear, giving it a superb twist. Nonetheless holding my ear together with her left hand, she raised her proper hand.
SLAP!
Her proper hand got here down powerfully on my left cheek. She then raised her proper hand once more.
SLAP!
As soon as extra she hit my left cheek. And once more.
SLAP!
And once more.
SLAP!
SLAP!
“I simply spoke with Woman Falicha.” Madam Emma knowledgeable me. “She goes to drop by quickly, maybe in as quickly as 10 minutes. She is wanting ahead to seeing you, expensive.”
SLAP!
“She additionally stated she was wanting ahead to creating your butt very, very, pink!”
SLAP!
SLAP!
“These slaps, Tarek, ought to remind you of your house, and what to do … with out you having to ask basic items from me, and different women.”
“Sure, ma’am.”
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
Madam Emma will need to have slapped my left cheek no less than ten to fifteen occasions consecutively. From earlier classes, I knew that Madam Emma preferred to slap me greater than she preferred spanking me over her knees, particularly after her surgical procedure. As for me, she knew it was humiliating – I used to be her expensive buddy, and but right here I used to be … being slapped by her.
Madam Emma now let go of my proper ear, and reaching out together with her proper hand this time, she caught maintain of my different ear. Giving it a pointy twist, she raised her left hand to slap my different cheek.
SLAP!
SLAP!
“It has been some time since I’ve slapped you want this, Tarek.” Madam Emma remarked.
SLAP!
“The final time it was as a result of at a celebration, being my servant, you have been listening to one other woman somewhat than listening to me.”
Oh, I remembered that point! It had been so humiliating! I used to be blushing so pink when she loudly referred to as my title, after which made me kneel in entrance of everybody on the celebration, after which proceeded to slap me for not being an attentive slave. Everybody in our kink group was there and watched me getting punished in such a public and humiliating trend. I felt I could not meet her – or anyone else’s gaze – for the remainder of the time at that celebration. At any time when I made small discuss with others later, they might have a slight giggle or snicker as they confronted me.
The slaps from Madam Emma continued. She was within the temper at present, it appeared.
SLAP!
SLAP!
“Okay, Tarek.” Madam Emma lastly let go of my ear. “Time so that you can go over my lap.”
My cheeks have been stinging with each ache and the disgrace and humiliation of being all of a sudden punished sharply like this by my hostess and my expensive buddy. I stood up, my knees all of a sudden giving a small creaking ache as I had been kneeling on the ground for thus lengthy. I knew that Madam Emma didn’t like anybody going over her knees for lengthy, as she most well-liked to spank utilizing an implement. So, by her seating on the lengthy couch, I’d really be mendacity down on the couch in addition to throughout her lap.
“Be sure that to place your little penis between my legs, Tarek.” Madam Emma instructed in a agency tone. This was one of many few occasions she really referenced my manhood; often she ignored it every time we performed. “You’ll obtain a naked backside spanking throughout my knees.”
“Sure, ma’am.”
As I positioned myself throughout her lap, I questioned how Woman Falicha was going to punish me (or in her phrases, ‘make my butt very, very, pink’). Woman Falicha was one Madam Emma’s closest mates, and so they often attended events collectively, and he or she was usually invited over once I was additionally requested to go to Madam Emma. Woman Falicha as soon as had made me scent her gymnasium sock, and sometimes referred to me as a ‘shrimp dick’. Madam Emma, resulting from her well being, couldn’t play for a very long time, as punishing a person bodily drained her out. Woman Falicha, then again, may maintain going and going. Er … fortunate me?
“You will have a really properly formed massive butt,” Madam Emma murmured, as she caressed my backside as I lay throughout her lap. “Now, Tarek, did you bear in mind the truth that I’ve diabetes, and due to this fact can not have sugar in my tea?”
“Er … ma’am.” I answered. “I did not put sugar in your tea, after you instructed me.”
“Sure, however I needed to inform you.” Madam Emma insisted. “I additionally instructed you this final time you have been right here. It’s best to have remembered.”
Madam Emma cupped my ass cheeks together with her hand and continued to slowly caress my butt.
“Er … sure, ma’am.” I agreed. “I ought to have.”
It was such a susceptible place, to lie throughout a woman’s lap, your naked buttocks uncovered to her, figuring out at any time – and also you would not be capable to see it – she was going to beat you.
“I would like you, Tarek, to know this.” Madam Emma sermonised. “You’re a man. In our world – the world of femdom, ladies lead, males observe. Girls communicate, so that you as a person should pay attention … and extra importantly, bear in mind. It’s best to have remembered that I haven’t got sugar in my tea.”
Abruptly, with out warning, Madam Emma spanked my butt cheek.
SPANK!
“I’m so sorry, ma’am.”
SPANK!
SPANK!
“Have you learnt what we dominant ladies recognize in a person corresponding to your self?” Madam Emma requested me.
SPANK!
“Er … why do not you inform me, ma’am.”
SPANK!
“It’s best to all the time kneel to your goddess. It’s best to all the time be bodily match. Once I level out your mistake, it’s essential to settle for it.”
“Sure, ma’am. However I did apologize, ma’am.”
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
“Attempt to not discuss again, my expensive, and do not give excuses.” Madam Emma scolded me. “It is your mistake.”
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
“Sure, ma’am. I’m so sorry, ma’am.”
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
“At all times bear in mind your directions. Bear in mind your goddess’s likes and dislikes. And when you do not know … ask.”
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
I remained silent, listening to Madam Emma as she continued to spank me. My penis was additionally rubbing in opposition to the comfortable materials of her skirt, thus prolonging my arousal. At the same time as my buttocks began to sting, I used to be getting increasingly more aroused.
I hope I do not cum, I assumed, desperately making an attempt to think about different non-erotic issues. Will probably be so embarrassing … to not point out, Madam Emma will NOT prefer it in any respect. Lastly, after about thirty or so swats, Madam Emma took a break, and I remained throughout her lap on the couch, panting and whimpering, whilst her arms softly stroked my sore ass.
“Alright, Tarek, get up.” Madam Emma gave me a pat on my buttocks. “I would like you to go by that chair. Bend over the again of that chair and maintain the seat firmly. You recognize the place.”
“Sure, ma’am.”
I did as Madam Emma requested. I used to be after all accustomed to this place, having been caned on this method on this very chair by Woman Falicha as soon as earlier than. Pulling out the chair, I pressed myself to the backrest, after which bent over and gripped the perimeters of the chair firmly, in order that my buns have been now prominently in place.
Madam Emma rummaged by her bag and picked up the lengthy leather-based strap that was one in every of her favorite spanking implements. She then stood behind me and knelt down barely. I may really feel her fingers on my balls.
“Unfold your legs, Tarek.” She commanded, gently caressing my testicles. Wow, I couldn’t bear in mind her touching my testicles earlier than!
“Sure, ma’am.”
Nonetheless holding my balls firmly in a single hand, my hostess requested me to unfold my legs even additional.
“Unfold the extra aside, Tarek. I need to see your balls hanging. Belief me, you do not need me to overlook and hit you there.”
“Er … sure, ma’am. Er … I imply … no … ma’am.”
I unfold aside my legs as a lot as I may, whereas nonetheless sustaining my humiliating bent over place. My penis and balls dangled proper from the center, resting in opposition to the again of the chair.
For a while, there was a lull, as Madam Emma gently kneaded my balls in her hand. She would roll one testicle between her fingers, after which the opposite. Often her forefinger would linger in opposition to my penis, stroking the underside of my member. This was one thing new; as I stated she hardly even talked about my penis, not to mention contact it or my balls.
As she performed with my scrotum, I began to get arduous, whilst Madam Emma gently rested the strap on my buttocks. Abruptly Madam Emma let go of my balls and stood up. I now felt the chilly floor of the leather-based strap rub in opposition to my hanging cock.
“Once I message you, Tarek, or electronic mail you,” Madam Emma instructed me, as she continued to stroke my manhood with the strap. “You do not reply instantly. Typically even a few days cross earlier than I see your reply.”
WHAP!
The blow was all of a sudden arduous, and quick, and with none warning. One minute she had been speaking, and the subsequent minute a heat glow began to unfold throughout my backside.
WHAP!
“It would not matter how lengthy I take to answer.” Madam Emma stated. “YOU have to reply as quickly as you possibly can.”
WHAP!
“I’m sorry, ma’am, I actually am.”
WHAP!
WHAP!
WHAP!
WHAP!
Gritting my enamel, I mumbled an apology as 4 fast strikes jolted my backside. “I’ll reply promptly any more.”