I can now say I've performed in an adult film. My first shoot was a blast, even though my legs are sore today from the spreader bar. Expect pics soon!

My first fetish modeling gig is approaching. Can't wait!

It's funny to think that I've actually had fun, real-life experiences from using Collarme. This site can feel so hopeless so much of the time.

A broken pipe in the office is not a good thing. Such a revelation, i know. It still wasn't bad enough to ruin my awesome day yesterday.

This actually happened.  

 i was meeting a Mistress for the first time a couple of years ago. She ordered me to meet Her after work in front of the Emeryville Ikea store, near the big chair sculpture. The other instruction: to wrap a rubber band around my balls. i dutifully grabbed a handful of rubber bands from work on my way out the door.

 i arrived at at Ikea quite early, and it was nerve-wracking sitting there in my car waiting. But i figured that being a bit nervous was better than showing up late to our first meeting. i had no idea what to expect, and i wanted to make a good impression. As i waited, i discreetly undid my pants and put on the rubber band. Definitely a thrill, considering all the shoppers passing my car.

 At the agreed-upon time, i approached the sculpture and waited. It took a couple of minutes for Her to show up. She looked me up and down as She approached. "richard?" She said. i nodded and She began walking toward the parking lot. i followed close behind, my nerves jangling.

 We came to a red Prius in the middle of the lot and She ordered me into the back, on my hands and knees. She sat in the front seat and threw some sort of a blanket over me. She ordered me to take off my pants, which i did immediately. She seemed pleased as She inspected my balls. "Very good," She said quietly before giving them a hard squeeze that made me groan involuntarily. She then climbed into the back with me, sitting there with me essentially draped over Her lap.

 i heard Her putting on some sort of gloves as She asked me questions about my past service, preferences, limits, that sort of thing. She hiked up her skirt and pulled off Her panties. "Go down," She ordered, forcing my head toward Her crotch. i eagerly began licking Her pussy, which was already a bit wet. As i did so, without warning a finger jammed hard into my asshole, then two fingers. The other hand squeezed my balls hard again and again, causing me to groan repeatedly against Her pussy.

 Meanwhile, She talked about how i would never penetrate Her, how i would give Her pleasure, in part because She did not know what to do with a cock. i told Her i would do anything i was told. Wondering whether a crowd had gathered around the car, i caught a glimpse of the windows of the Prius; they were completely steamed up. i doubt we were fooling anyone, but i didn't see anyone looking inside. But we were in the middle of a busy parking lot, so who knows what transpired as my mouth was busy on Her pussy.

 After about 10 minutes, i could tell She was getting close. i willed my tongue and mouth to keep up the energy as She began quivering. One more moment and She was cumming loudly, bucking hard against my face, two fingers shoved into my ass. Exciting, to say the least. She seemed very happy with me as i pulled on my pants, breathing hard and sweating in the confined space. She drove me to my car and talked eagerly about our next meeting, so i assumed i had performed well. i'd never had much experience in public settings, so this truly has become a treasured memory. The thought makes me wonder when the next exhibition will take place...

i had been serving my Mistress for a few months when she finally granted my longtime wish of allowing me to serve her alongside a female sub. It had been my fantasy for as long as i could remember, and the matter-of-fact announcement by Mistress surprised and elated me. i shivered at the news and agreed to be at Mistress' house the following evening to meet the sub.

i was at Mistress' door at 7 p.m. sharp the next night, dressed in a suit as per Her instructions. She opened the door without a word and pointed to the sofa. i crossed the doorway, my head bowed as i passed Her, and walked dutifully across the room and sat down on the leather couch. Mistress shut the door and walked back toward Her bedroom, leaving me to wait and wonder.

After about 10 minutes, during which my nerves increasingly quivered with anticipation, the doorbell rang. "Let her in," Mistress commanded from behind Her closed bedroom door. i jumped off the couch and nearly sprinted to the front door, my heart thumping as the greeting ran through my mind. How does one greet a fellow sub in a situation like this, i wondered. i decided to let things work themselves out, not that i had a choice, and opened the door. And my jaw dropped.

There, standing with her own mouth open, was my co-worker, Katy. i had long had a crush on her, but who wouldn't? Tall, blonde, beautiful, Katy had a girl-next-door thing that had prevented me from ever thinking of her in a bdsm way. Sure, i had fantasized many times about sleeping with her, but in a completely vanilla way. And yet, there she stood in the doorway of my Mistress' home, the female sub summoned by Her to serve alongside me. i couldn't believe it.

"Hi, Richard," Katy stammered.

"Hi, Katy," i managed to get out. "What...what brings you here?"

Behind me, a cruel laugh began, starting low and growing until Mistress was practically howling with glee.

"You two know each other?" She asked. "This is so much better! How do you know each other?"

"We work together, Ma'am," i answered in practically a whisper.

"Oh, this is classic," She said. "Well, let her in, richard."

i turned back to Katy, who had suddenly and unexpectedly become katy, and ushered her in. We couldn't quite make eye contact as she brushed by me, blushing furiously. Mistress gestured for both of us to sit on the sofa and stood in front of us.

"I can be cruel, but I also understand limits," She said. "Given your situation, is this going to work for the two of you?"

i managed to look katy in the face questioningly. she took a deep breath, closed her eyes and nodded. Nervous as the situation made me, i was happily surprised and turned back to Mistress.

"i believe we can do this, Mistress," i said.

Mistress beamed and clapped once. "Wonderful!" She exclaimed. "Stand up."

We both shot off the couch and stood in front of Her.

"Undress richard, katy," Mistress commanded.

Faced with the reality of the rendezvous, katy's eyes opened wide, but she managed to turn to face me, biting her lip. i tried not to hyperventilate, but it was proving difficult. With trembling hands, katy reached up and loosened my tie, pulling it off and throwing it aside. she began fumbling with the buttons of my shirt, eventually making her way to the bottom and throwing the garment on top of the tie. her hands becoming more confident, katy pulled off my undershirt, my belt, my shoes and socks before undoing my pants and letting them drop to my ankles. As i stepped out of them, katy paused to stare at the growing bulge in my underpants.

"Don't gawk, katy," Mistress said with a smirk. "Finish what you started."

With an audible gulp, katy bent down and pulled my underwear off, causing my erect cock to bounce against her head as she knelt in front of me. i could see her blushing furiously as she threw my boxers into the pile. katy started to stand, but Mistress reached a hand to the top of her head and pushed her back to her knees.

"Not so fast, my dear," She murmured. "Show me what that slut mouth can do."

i could see katy debating inside her head. Was she willing to go through with this? Or should she run for the door now and avoid the shame? Once again, she closed her eyes. With a quick, unconscious lick of her lips, katy took the length of my shaft into her mouth and sucked hard. i gasped with pleasure and groaned as her lips enveloped the base of my cock, my balls bouncing against her chin. katy's head moved back and forth, her tongue working its way up and down my erection. she was sucking hard, taking me deep into her throat, and i could barely comprehend that this was happening. Was my co-worker really on her knees in front of me, sucking my cock at the direction of my Mistress? The thought nearly sent me over the edge, but Mistress would have none of it. She grabbed katy by the hair and pulled her hard off of me.

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, katy dear," Mistress said. "richard, let's get your friend out of those clothes."

i knelt down next to katy, who was still on her knees, and quickly removed her silk blouse and skirt. i let my eyes take in the woman whose body i had craved for years and had to struggle to control my trembling hands. i somehow managed to undo katy's bra, and my cock pulsed as i admired the breasts i had long imagined. i tore my gaze away and reached down to her panties, slipping them down her shapely legs. i was surprised -- and happily so -- to see her completely shaved pussy.

"I see you followed my directions, katy," Mistress said, seeing the same thing. "Now, richard, your turn to taste a sub."

My breathing quickened as i pushed katy back gently to the floor and spread her legs apart. i moved my head down and ran the tip of my tongue over her bald labia, just barely touching it. i tasted the tang of her arousal as my tongue touched her clit briefly, causing katy to gasp quietly. Pushing against her, my lips surrounded her clit as my tongue moved up and down the length of it. katy shivered each time my tongue ran from the bottom to the top, and i sucked gently, drinking her in as she pushed her hips against my face.

i began sucking harder, my tongue pushing inside her and my face grinding against her. katy was moaning now, her hips moving up and down, her hands clenching into fists beside her. i had nearly lost sense of where i was when i was reminded by a familiar pressure against my upturned ass. Without a sound, Mistress had crept up behind me, Her favorite dildo strapped to Her hips.

"Don't you dare stop what you're doing, richard," She warned, squirting lube onto my asshole.

i swallowed hard and resumed my work on katy's pussy, her juices covering my face. As my tongue worked its way back inside her, i once again felt the pressure against my asshole. The dildo pushed against me, pressing me harder against katy, and then slipped inside. The pain brought stars to my vision, but it was brief and the entire length of the toy cock was quickly inside my ass. Mistress held it there as my ass pulsed around it, and then slid it slowly out before slamming it back, repeating the action as i grunted and moaned with my mouth on katy's pussy. i bucked against the dildo, finding the right rhythm and taking it deep inside me again and again.

Mistress suddenly withdrew the dildo and pulled me up by the hair. Spreading my legs apart, She pushed a thick butt plug into me and laid me on the floor on my back. She stood katy up and slid a matching plug into her ass, bringing a loud gasp and a look of surprise to her face. Positioning katy over my face, Mistress lowered the sub until she was squatting on me, her pussy once again on my mouth.

"Resume," She ordered me.

i obediently poked my tongue deep into katy and sucked hard on her clit, making her squirm on top of me. Her juices flowed over my face, turning me on even more than before.

i could not see Mistress, but i heard a thump as the dildo and harness dropped to the floor next to me. i also heard rustling and zippers and buckles being undone. It was silent for a moment, and then Mistress was straddling me and guiding Herself onto my rigid cock. She took me into her slowly, the feeling nearly driving me over the edge. katy suddenly shifted and i caught a glimpse of the two of them leaning forward and kissing over me. i could taste katy become more aroused as their tongues met, and her pussy started to grind against my face.

Mistress started to ride me, slowly at first, lifting Herself up so my cock nearly slipped out of Her, and then sliding down just as slowly. At the same time, katy began riding my face, forcing my face deeper into her. The two of them moved faster and faster, joining in rhythm as they kissed each other, fucking my face and cock in tandem. i was doing my best not to cum -- Mistress was very clear that She controlled the timing -- but it was getting extremely difficult.

The two of them began moaning nearly at the same time. Mistress was emitting the throaty groans i had come to know meant Her orgasm was close, and katy started making high-pitched squeals that turned me on immensely. They both bucked hard on top of me, bouncing up and down and finally screaming with release as the pulses wracked their bodies. i was concentrating completely on avoiding my own orgasm, but i wasn't going to be able to hold back much longer.

As Her climax subsided, Mistress climbed off me and pushed katy, who was breathing heavily, aside and onto her back.

"Fuck her tits, richard," Mistress ordered.

i straddled katy, whose expression had changed dramatically from the when we started. Rather than having the scared, shameful look from before, now she looked up at me hungrily, the lust evident. i positioned my cock between her breasts as she pushed them together, and i began thrusting against her. With each thrust, she licked the tip of my cock, tasting Mistress on me.

"When you're ready, richard," Mistress said quietly.

i didn't need more direction than that. A few more thrusts and i was cumming hard on katy's face and tits. i could barely see, my orgasm was so intense. As the last drops fell onto katy's chin, i climbed off and she began licking the cum off her face, using her fingers to bring the unreachable jizz to her mouth. Mistress bent down and ran her tongue over katy's face and breasts, tasting me.

Mistress ordered us to clean each other up in the shower. When we returned to the living room, Mistress had arranged our clothes neatly, but with katy's panties on top of my suit and my boxers on katy's pile. Mistress smiled sweetly and looked expectantly at us. We dressed quickly, me slipping into katy's sexy underwear and she into mine. Mistress gave us one more instruction for the following day and sent us home.

i was more nervous going to work the next morning than ever before, as i'm sure katy was. As per Mistress' instruction, we met in front of the office before work and walked without a word to the back of the building. i undid my pants and katy hiked up her skirt so we could confirm we were still wearing the other's underwear. i took a photo of katy with my phone and handed it to katy so she could do the same of me. i texted the photos to Mistress and we stood waiting for her response. When it came, we stared at the message as if it were in another language...

...stay tuned for the next chapter.

i am returning to my Mistress for our second session. my mind has been racing since i left Her house a couple of days earlier. What does She have in store for me next? i am anxious, and rather apprehensive, to find out.

Pulling up to the quiet suburban house on the quiet suburban street once again, i shiver as i step from the car, most of it a result of the sweet memories of my punishment earlier in the week. At Her command, i am dressed as She left me last time: in my best suit, but wearing no underpants. my cock is already hard, and i try -- to no avail -- to hide the fact as i walk timidly to the front door.

The doorbell rings and i wait. For more than a minute i wait, but i follow Her instruction: ring the doorbell once, and only once. Finally, the door swings open and there is Mistress, severe in a tightly fitting short black dress. my eyes automatically roam downward toward Her shapely legs, but Her hand lashes out quickly and catches my chin. She lifts my head and stares at me, fire in Her eyes. Then She glances down, noticing my erect cock.

"Ha," She barks, grabbing me by my tie and pulling me inside. In front of me is the rug where i was sodomized on my first visit, and my cock throbs. "Down on your hands and knees," Mistress says, pointing at the floor.

i comply immediately and sit there waiting, my breath coming in short, shallow bursts. Nothing happens for at least a couple of minutes, and i hear my heart beating loudly, making my dick pulse in my pants. Suddenly something hard and flat smacks me hard in the ass, and i fly forward, unable to keep my balance. A hand reaches down and drags me up by the hair before i can recover.

"Stay, britney!" Mistress shouts, using the name She has adopted for me. "You move when I tell you to move."

Again the paddle hits me, and i just barely keep on my hands and knees. With no underwear, it's as if the device is on my bare skin. The pants do nothing to help. The blows come again and again, bringing whimpers from me and cruel laughs from Mistress. Finally they end, and i hear Her breath coming hard and quick. She truly enjoys my pain, i think, and the realization makes me harder.

As we both catch our breath -- me on my hands and knees and Her just out of sight behind me -- the doorbell rings. Mistress utters a low chuckle. "Go answer the door, britney," She orders, a touch of humor in her voice.

i rise to my feet, feeling more apprehensive than ever. i realize my cock is fully erect inside my slacks, and i dare not try to hide it in front of Mistress, despite the stranger on the other side of the door. i breathe deeply, collecting myself, and then turn the knob.

Standing on the doorstep is a petite young woman, maybe 19, clothed in what appears to be an emerald prom dress. Her breath catches as she realizes i am not Mistress, and her eyes quickly take in my engorged penis. She blushes, and she glances back at my face. We stare at each other for a moment.

"How dare you, britney?!?" Mistress shouts behind me. "Invite our guest in, you worthless slut."

Taken aback, i mumble my apologies and stand aside to let the newcomer in. She pauses for a moment, looking back and forth at me and Mistress, and finally steps inside. Mistress quickly strides over, shoving us both to the side, and slams the door, sliding the deadbolt into place. Turning around, Her eyes burn with an intensity i have not yet seen.

"I would like to introduce you to sara, britney," Mistress says. "you two should get along well, considering what whores the two of you are."

sara blushes again, the red seeming almost to seep into her blonde hair. But she has been here before, and she knows her place.

"Mistress," sara says in a quiet, scared voice, "You know me so well. i am nothing but a whore."

Mistress smiles broadly, but the smile fades abruptly as She turns her face to me. "you have something to learn from sara, you fucking bitch."

my breath catches in my throat, but i manage to stammer, "Yes, Mistress," before Her hand smacks me across the face.

"Never interrupt Me, you cunt," She roars, the volume rising with each word. "Because of your insolence, both of you will suffer tonight."

sara looks up sharply, a little moan escaping her lips, then darts a look at me. Fear is in her eyes, and for good reason.

Mistress grabs both of us by the hair and drags us, stumbling, down the hallway. She throws us through the doorway of a large bedroom and we tumble against the bed.

"Undress each other," She says. "Quickly."

With trembling hands, i unzip the back of sara's stylish dress and slip it off her shoulders. her fair skin is freckled, and she shivers as the soft fabric falls away. she stands up and steps out of the dress, her cheeks burning, unable to look at me. Ashamed of myself, i unhook her bra and gently remove it from her small, perky breasts. she is wearing a green thong of the same shimmering material as the dress, and i slip it down her legs. i resist the urge to run my fingers down her gorgeous body.

Turning, still unable to look at my face, sara reaches for my neck and undoes the knot of my tie before pulling it off. she takes off my jacket and slowly begins undoing the buttons of my shirt from the top, fumbling a bit because of her own nervous hands. Finally the shirt is off, and sara pulls my white undershirt off as well. we catch each other's eyes for a quick moment, seeing our mutual fear and excitement. she blushes again and unbuckles my belt, then slips it carefully off my pants. i notice her sneak a glance at my cock, and i see that pre-cum has soaked a little circle through my slacks. her hands shaking more than ever, sara undoes my button and zipper and my penis bounces against her hand, finally released from its confines. my pants fall to the floor, and i step out of them, the two of us nude and facing each other.

"Now my subs are as they should be," Mistress says in a quiet, firm tone. "Defenseless, exposed to the cruel world. Now, get on the bed on your hands and knees."

sara and i do as She orders, and Mistress maneuvers us into the preferred position: our bare asses facing each other, practically touching. She walks out of the room, leaving us alone with our jangling nerves. i can feel my cock dancing beneath me, bouncing with each heartbeat.

After several minutes, Mistress calls out to us from just outside the door. "Shut your eyes, cunt whores." i do so, and i know sara would not dare disobey that tone. i hear Mistress' high-heeled shoes come toward the bed and stop. The bed bounces a little, apparently as Mistress climbs on, and Her bare hand suddenly smacks my ass sharply. i cry out, more in surprise than pain, and hear an answering "thwack" from sara's direction, bringing another yelp from her.

The bed bounces some more as Mistress does something i cannot see. i hear a plastic cap snap off, and then the recognizable sound of lube squirting out. sara's breath hisses sharply, and i guess where that cold lube has ended up. The bottle squirts again and i utter my own hissing breath as the icy liquid hits the top of my ass as runs down the crack toward my asshole. i hear the bottle squirt a third time, but this time neither of us feels the lube; it is doing its magic somewhere else.

Yet again the bed bounces as Mistress repositions Herself, and i hear Her giving quiet orders to sara, telling her to spread her legs more. Then i hear a low groan behind me, guttural and involuntary, a sound i myself have made in this house. sara's breath comes quickly now, and she gasps and groans more before it quiets into a whimper. "Be still," Mistress commands her, and my stomach tightens as i sense Her head turn my way.

"Now your turn, fucking ass whore britney," Mistress says in her cruel voice. i feel Her fingers spread the lube around my asshole, two of them slipping inside briefly, and then She is pulling me back, toward sara. Something large presses against me, slowly spreading my tight asshole wide. i start to make the same guttural groan that sara made just moments ago as the massive dildo violates me, popping past my sphincter with a pain that makes the world flare behind my closed eyes. i hold my breath as the cock pushes deep into me, holding it as the initial pain dies away.

"Open your eyes if you'd like," Mistress says, "although it surely won't help."

i turn my head slightly, seeing Mistress staring hungrily at the huge double-headed dildo that has impaled me and sara, ass to ass.

"Now fuck, you cunts," Mistress says in a menacing voice. "Fuck that cock like whore sluts are supposed to."

i try to loosen the muscles in my filled asshole, but all they do is pulse around the dildo, making it tighter inside me. i feel sara begin to push back against me, pushing the dildo deeper and causing me to gasp. The sound brings a hissing laugh from Mistress and she grabs a handful of my hair.

"That's the sound I want to hear, bitch," She says, bringing her face close to mine and spitting. The saliva drips down my cheeks.

After some awkward pushing that brings pained gasps and groans from both of us, sara and i get a rhythm going. we slide the dildo in and out of our assholes together, our ass cheeks meeting in the middle as we take the cock into us. Mistress undresses as we fuck, leaving only Her heels on and stuffing Her wet panties into my mouth. Turned on, i redouble my efforts, taking the dildo into me in a smooth rhythm, my ass cheeks closing around it with each stroke. i feel sara do the same.

Finally Mistress pushes us apart, the dildo dropping onto the bed. i steal a glance at it: the cock is enormous, bigger than i could have imagined. That fit inside my asshole, i think, amazed. i notice sara giving it the same dazed look before Mistress grabs her by the hair. Guiding her up the bed, Mistress forces sara onto her back and spreads her legs wide. She then grabs me by my hair and shoves me toward sara's wet, shaved pussy on my hands and knees. Slowly She forces my head down. "Eat," She commands.

i run my tongue lightly up sara's clitoris, tracing one side, lingering at the top, then running down the other side. sara quivers and lets out a long moan. i bring my lips to her clit and suck gently, bring it slowly into my mouth. i can taste her getting wet, the tang flooding my mouth. i grind my face against her, sucking her in, my tongue running up and down, and then pushing inside her. i can't tell what Mistress is doing, but i can feel her behind me, watching.

As my mouth works on sara, her hips pushing against my face, i suddenly hear a snap from behind me. The snap of a rubber glove. i pause, but Mistress notices and hits me hard across the ass. i quickly resume my duties, trying not to think about the sound, or of the renewed sound of lube squrting from a bottle.

After a couple of minutes, my attention is once again fully on sara, and her hips are grinding rhythmically against me now. i can hear her moaning louder, and i taste her excitement. Without warning, something pushes hard and fast into my exposed asshole, still pulsing from the earlier abuse. i gasp as Mistress shoves Her entire hand inside me, leaving it there as She clenches her fist in my ass. i groan, seemingly for the millionth time tonight, bringing a shiver from sara as the vibrations trill across her clit.

Mistress begins pounding my ass with Her fist and i consider whether this is more punishing than the dildo. i can't tell, but i lose that thought as sara begins bucking hard against me, her hands grabbing my hair and pushing me down hard as her wetness floods my mouth. i drink her in as she cums, her high-pitched yelps echoing off the walls. she holds my face against her pussy as the quivers subside, even as Mistress fists me harder from behind.

After a few more thrusts, Mistress pulls me up by the hair with one hand, Her other hand still deep in my ass. "Turn over, sara," she orders sharply. sara quickly flips over on the bed, her legs still spread. Using both the hand in my ass and the one holding my hair, Mistress pushes me up the bed until i am on my knees between sara's legs, my cock at attention. "you didn't think you were done with the sodomy, did you, cunt?" Mistress says to sara in a sing-song voice.

sara's face is pressed against a pillow, but i hear her muffled whimper as she realizes what is about to happen. "That's right, whore," Mistress spits. "britney here is going to rape your ass with her cock now. And I will continue rape her ass myself until I am satisfied. The two of you need to learn exactly what it means to be My whores."

Mistress shoves me down hard on top of sara, then releases my hair with Her free hand. Flexing Her other hand inside my ass, She reaches under me and guides my cock to sara's asshole and pushes me forward from inside. i groan in harmony with sara as my cock slips inside her still-lubricated asshole. Mistress begins to thrust inside my ass once again, the motion driving my cock deep into sara. i feel her ass clench around me, causing me to throb inside her.

Mistress controls the tempo: She fucks me harder and harder with Her fist, making me push deeper into sara's asshole. Soon this fisting/fucking machine is moving at full speed, my hips pistoning hard against sara, her whimpers loud and forlorn. "Fill her with cum, bitch," Mistress says in a breathless voice.

my ass clenches hard around the fist and my cock begins to pulse. There is a moment before i cum where the world slows, as the pressure builds inside me. i let out a loud groan as i explode, the hot cum pouring from my cock inside sara's asshole. Mistress holds Her hand inside me as the orgasm subsides, feeling the pulses through my body. i collapse on top of sara, out of breath and energy, as sara's abused asshole opens and closes around my dick.

Mistress finally removes Her hand from me and strips off the glove. After a couple of minutes of catching our breath, Mistress pulls us up by our hair and drags our battered bodies into the adjoining bathroom. She throws us into the large shower, kicks off Her heels, and turns on the water. It is cold at first, and sara and i cower together until the water warms. Mistress steps in and lowers the two of us to our knees on the tiles.

Her legs slightly spready, She looks down at us, her cruel smile returning. Reaching down with one hand, She spreads her pussy lips apart and shivers as a stream of piss shoots out of Her, splashing onto our surprised faces. we shut our eyes as the warm liquid bathes us, mingling with the shower water and running down our bodies. It goes for an eternity, and then Mistress steps closer and shoves my face against Her. i bury my tongue in Her, drinking Her in, smelling the competing scents. She takes turns, giving us both several chances to serve Her, and finally She cums loudly as sara and i lap at Her together. She shudders and sighs contentedly, and then hands us each a bar of soap.

sara and i carefully scrub Her entire body, cleaning every crevice. Then we scrub each other as Mistress steps out of the shower and dries off. Once we finish, we turn off the water and look expectantly at Her. "Sorry, sluts. No more towels," She says with a smirk and walks out of the bathroom.

Dripping, sara and i follow Her back into the bedroom, where Mistress is waiting with our clothes. we help each other into our outfits, which are quickly soaked through, and Mistress pushes us toward the front door. Still nude, she grabs us by our wet hair and pushes our faces together, forcing us to kiss. "I like to see my whores getting along after such a rough night," She says. "Now get out."

She opens the door and shoves us stumbling outside, then slams the door behind us. With shaky breath, sara and i look at each other, the thrill of the evening still in our eyes. we know we will see each other again soon, and my cock throbs at the thought as i drag myself to my car.

This is the fantasy that has been keeping me up at night lately:

Finally, after so much work, i have found a real Domme who understands my needs as a sub. She has ordered my presence, and i am driving to Her now.

i pull up to the curb, my nerves on fire. At Her request, i am wearing my nicest suit, tie and all. i step from the car and take a deep breath as i look at the innocuous house on an innocuous suburban street. i know that something not so innocuous awaits inside, and i tremble a bit.

i walk slowly to the front door, wondering if i'm being watched. And did that neighbor just look at me knowingly? i'm a wreck.

i ring the doorbell and hold my breath, listening for any sound at all. Nothing at first, and then i hear the clicking of stilettos on tile coming closer. A deadbolt slides back and the door opens slowly. And there is the woman i have been looking for, tall, gorgeous, fearsome, a hint of cruelty in Her eyes. And a little smile playing upon Her red-painted lips. She is wearing a conservative skirt and blouse, sexy but looking nothing like the Domme i know she is.

"Come in," She says in a quiet purr. i step into the house and the door immediately slams behind me, the bolt snapping closed. my breath catches as i realize where i am and wonder what i've done.

"You will go into that bathroom and shut the door behind you," She says, pointing down the hall. "There you will find clothes. Take off everything you are wearing and pile them outside the door. Shut the door again and change into the clothes you find there. When you are finished, you will come back here and sit on the sofa with your hands folded in your lap."

i quickly trot down the hall and shut the bathroom door behind me. On the counter is a nicely folded set of women's clothes. i strip out of my shoes, socks, suit, and boxers and open the door again. She is nowhere in sight as I drop the pile in the hall and step back into the bathroom. i begin unfolding the clothes on the counter: a button-up white shirt like a schoolgirl would wear, a short plaid skirt, a black satin thong and matching bra, white stockings.

i slip on the thong, maneuvering it over my already hard cock. i pull on the stockings, which reach just up to my thighs, and then put on the skirt, which is extremely short on my tall body. After struggling to latch the bra, i button up the shirt, which exposes my midriff, and look at myself in the mirror. The sight of myself transformed turns me on even more, and my cock throbs inside the thong. i turn and open the door, padding down the hall and onto the leather couch, my hands folded nicely in my lap as ordered.

i wait about 10 minutes in the quiet room, and then i hear a door open somewhere and padded feet approaching. Around a corner She walks, dressed in my clothes. The suit fits nicely on Her tall frame, even with the swell of Her breasts inside my shirt. i wonder at the bulge in Her pants as She starts speaking.

"You are now a sub named britney, and you will call me Master Richard, or simply Master," she says in a voice that commands attention. "Stand up, britney, so that i may inspect you."

i quickly stand and move to the center of the room. She walks around me slowly, looking me up and down. She briefly lifts my skirt and smirks at my engorged cock.

"Not bad," She says, "although some parts of you don't look much like a britney."

Standing behind me, She places Her hands on my shoulders, forcing me down to my knees. i kneel there as She stands behind me for a full minute, breathing steadily but saying nothing. my heart races in apprehension until she breaks the silence.

"You're a fucking slut, britney," she says. "Look how you're dressed. What do you say to that?"

"i know, Mistress," i stammer, too late remembering what i was supposed to call Her. A hand grabs my right ear, yanking it hard to the side as She hisses.

"What did you call Me, bitch?" she asks, murder in her voice.

"i am so sorry, Master," i say quickly. "i know You are my Master Richard and i did not mean to imply otherwise. i am a slut, Master, and i dress this way because i can't stop being a whore."

"That's right, cunt," She says, releasing my burning ear. "And that's why I will treat you like a worthless whore slut."

She walks around me, stopping in front of my downturned face. She unbuckles her belt and whips it off her slacks in one quick motion, the end just missing my face. "Put your face to the floor and your ass in the air, slut britney," She growls.

Quivering, i do as She says, the skirt falling to the sides and exposing my mostly exposed ass. These thongs really don't do much, i think as i see Her feet move around me from the corner of my eye. She is once again standing behind me, and i have a sense of foreboding.

SNAP! i flinch and let out a yelp as the belt whips across my buttocks. "Fuck you, bitch!" She screams. "I know this is what you sluts like."

"It is exactly what i desire, Mast--" i begin before the belt thwacks across my ass cheeks again. i groan this time, bringing a cold laugh. "That's right, cunt," She says quietly. "Maybe this will teach you to dress like a good girl."

The lashes come again and again, maybe 10 of them. Finally they end, and i hear Her breathing hard behind me as the belt drops to the floor. She walks back in front of me, standing there and catching Her breath as i continue to kiss the floor, my ass burning.

Suddenly She is grabbing my hair and hauling my head off the floor. She positions me so i am in my former kneeling position and puts Her hands on Her hips, staring at me for a moment. "Maybe you simply are a slut and will always be a slut," She says. "Perhaps i simply need to treat you like the whore you are. What do you think?"

i feel my face burning, but i manage to get out an answer: "Yes, Master. A slut is all i know how to be."

She chuckles and shakes Her head, then undoes Her pants. As the zipper goes down, i realize what that bulge is. A dildo, strapped to her hips by a harness, is poking through the boxers. She steps out of the pants and then out of the boxers, the dildo standing at attention in front of Her. i notice the other end of the dildo inside her pussy as i once again recognize a sense of foreboding.

"I guess we'll find out how good of a slut you are, britney," She says, a glint in Her eye as She steps closer to me. She once again grabs my hair with one hand and pushes my head toward the dildo, guiding the rubbery cock into my mouth. "Take that deep, cunt," She orders.

i suck the dildo into my mouth, but it is the first time for me and She demands more. She shoves my head down, hard, and i gag as the cock slides down my throat. She laughs once again and begins guiding the cock in and out of my mouth, Her hips thrusting it into me. i begin to get the rhythm right, breathing through my nose as the dildo pushes deep into my throat. "Not bad, bitch," She says. "You learn how to suck cock quickly."

As my jaw begins aching and i wonder when i'll have to give up, She suddenly withdraws and grabs me by the hair once again, dragging me toward the couch. Positioning me so i kneel facing the sofa, She shoves my face into the cushions.

"You fucking cock slut," She says. "You will now serve your Master as a true whore should."

She lifts up my skirt and i feel cold steel against my ass. The scissors slip under ech side of my thong and snip the tiny strings away, fully exposing my ass and releasing my raging cock. She violently pushes my legs apart, spreading my ass cheeks wide. All is silent for a moment, and then i feel the cold sensation of lube spilling onto the top of my ass and dripping onto my asshole. my sphincter pulses at the feeling.

i feel one hand spreading my asshole open and then the pushing of the dildo against me. The large cock suddenly finds the hold and slides in fast, bringing a gasp from me as i see stars.

"Oh, just wait, britney," Master says, shoving the dildo deep into me. "Just wait, you fucking whore."

She holds the dildo inside me, all eight inches clenched inside my pulsing ass, and i can't breathe for a moment. Then the cock slides out slowly, nearly coming out of me completely before slamming back in. i groan loudly and Master laughs even louder, slapping my ass cheeks hard. "This is how a slut does it, bitch," She shouts. "This is how I treat ass whores like you."

The dildo slides in and out of me and i embrace the pain, loving the stretching sensation as Master fucks my ass. my cock throbs with each thrust of Her hips as i get harder than i've ever been before.

Just as i feel like i'm about to explode, Master abruptly stops, removing the harness from Her hips in one quick motion and throwing the dildo across the room. As has become routine during this time, She grabs me by the hair and hauls me onto the sofa on my back. Her cheeks red with the excitment, Master straddles my face, lowering her wet, shaved pussy onto my eager mouth. She groans loudly as my lips embrace Her clit, and i feel Her cunt spasming.

With Master obviously approaching climax, She moves away from my face and quickly straddles my throbbing cock. i moan, the feeling amazing as i thrust my hips upward into Her body. She grinds against me as well, taking my cock as deep as it will go. Master wraps Her hands around my neck as we fuck, and i feel a sense of euphoria as i feel my cock start to pulse. She screams above me, throwing back her head, and we come together, thrashing on the couch.

We catch our breath for a couple of minutes, and then Master wakes me from my reverie with a sharp slap across the face. "Bitch, this is the beginning of your service to Me," she yells. "Your slut ass will take in My cock when I demand it, and I will expect you to do exactly as I say. Is that clear, you fucking whore?"

I nod quickly. "Yes, Master. i am Yours in every way. i serve Your needs."

She smiles that cruel smile of hers and nods in response. "Now get your fucking clothes on, bitch," She says, gesturing at the suit crumpled on the floor. "Except for these," She adds, grabbing away the boxers as i reach for them. "I seem to remember you ruined my panties, so I will keep these in return."

So i slip on my slacks over my still erect penis, the bulge obvious. Master watches as i dress, and then leads me to the door by my hair. "Your service will be required again soon, britney," She says. "Do not disappoint Me."

I shake my head violently from side to side and She opens the door, shoving me out of the house and then slamming the door behind me. The neighbor across the street looks up. Definitely a knowing look, i think as i walk to my car, truly satisfied for the first time.