Story from my old job/ My manager who became my domme (M/F, bdsm/femdom, long)

This is the part 2 of this story. You can find part one in my submitted posts.
After what had happened between us, there wasn’t much sexual intimacy for a while. I stayed with her now and then, we’d cuddle, laugh, play Mario kart. But regardless of that, she still considered me to be her sub and considered herself to be my domme. I was totally fine with that, it was honestly really nice and stable. I was always curious why she never wanted to do anything sexual afterwards, but I soon figured out why.

She would control me in nearly every way during the week, sometimes taking two weeks, and would let all of that raw sexual power out on me afterwards for a few days. Close to a week after the first story, I noticed Dylan becomming much more assertive with me when it came to everything. She wanted things done, and done right then. When she asked for a massage or a neck rub, after a while she stopped using my name, but would call me slave, or something to that nature. She’d remind me how disposable I was, that she could replace me with a thousand others, but that would just be a hassle. If she or I needed something and she sent me to go get it, she would put me against the wall and leave a hickey on my neck to let the world know I belong to her. She would tell me what I should do in the gym to get myself fit for her. It might sound like too much for some, but I was on top of the world being her sub. Then when the weekend came around, she would completely dominate me for 3-4 days straight.

The next time we had sex was a week after last. I didnt have to work but she did.

“You’ll be the only person here today, so don’t bother putting any clothes on. Get everything you need to get done this weekend done before 9. When I get home I’ll have rules laid out for what I’m going to do to you.”

I remember nearly every single sexual encounter in vivid detail because every time it was new, fresh, and exciting. I had to try as hard as possible for her and pouring situations over in my head was the only way to do that.

She eventually got home, and when she did, she jumped to it immediately. “Follow me. Bring that lotion.” I walked with her into the bathroom.

“Dylan, what do you want me to..”
She grabbed me around my waist with her arm around my back with one hand on my face. She brushed my hair back before immediately grabbing a full handful of it and yanking me to her. It was at that point that I realized how much she truly towered over me.
“I know I’ve said this before but consider this your final warning. Unless I explicitly say so, you never speak unless I tell you to. What do you call me again?”
“Mistress..”
*slap*
“Louder.”
“Mistress.”
“I trust that for your sake, I’ll never have to explain this again. Get in the shower, slave.”

She wanted to try something new that we had been talking about for a while. We were in a very small shower for two people. She had me pressed against the wall with her standing above me. We were both wet, and I was just standing in awe of her beautiful 32 year old figure standing before me. She caged me in the shower with her arms around me, and kissed me with a suspicious amount of passion and love. I couldn’t imagine what she was going to do to me now. But no matter what it was, I was very excited. She grabbed my dick and started to stroke me, and told me the new rules for what we do for the rest of today.

“I’m going to jerk you off and whisper all of the things I’m going to do to you in your ear. Your only job is to wash me and yourself. If you cum, you have to eat me and worship me for a few hours. If you miss anything on my body or yours, I’m going to smother you for a few hours for each body part you miss. If I dont think you did a good enough job cleaning me I’m not going to let you cum for the entire weekend.”
She immediately got to work on me before I could even respond to anything. She had my hair balled in her fist and pulled me in close while furiously jerking me.
“Unless you want to spend the rest of tonight worshipping my ass you might want to get to work, slave.”
I had already started to cum by the time she had my hair in her fist, but hearing her say that kept me hard. I was extraordinarily happy that I had the opprotunity to do that for her, I desperately craved worshiping her. That being said, I still had work to do. I turned around and grabbed the shampoo, but she jerked me from behind and whispered what she was going to do to me in my ear.
“You’re going to spend this whole weekend as my little bitch. You’re my slave, butler, footstool, cushion, and pamperer rolled into one cute sexy little package. I’m going to enjoy feeling you beneath me.”
It wasn’t long before I came again, I hadn’t even got done washing her hair and I already owed her 6 hours of body worship. I started to move quick. I tried ignoring all of the immensely sexy things she was saying to me, but all she did was make it impossible. I grabbed body wash and used one hand to wash her body and one to wash mineI washed all around her chest and shoulders, arms and back. I rubbed and kissed and did everything I thought a good slave should. I washed all around her boobs and sucked on her nipples while washing her, which according to her earned me brownie points. I cleaned her body and legs while kissing around her stomach and groin. I finished washing her back and hair and did the same for me. I went to turn the water off before she grabbed my arms and held them behind me, she wanted me to cum at least one more time tonight. Once I did, I turned it off, stepped out and grabbed towels for us, when she turned the water back on.
“You forgot to wash around my ass, slave. Thats 3 hours for each cheek and one for my asshole. I almost feel sorry for you but I’m sure you’d love anything if l do it to you.” Dylan said with the most beautiful, evil smile I’ve ever seen.

Lets recap, at this point, I owe her at least 9 hours of body worship and eating, and 9 hours of smothering, complete with whatever other diabolically sexy ideas she conjurs up.

Once she comes out, she wraps her arms around me and gives me a kiss, which melted my heart until she grabbed me by my cock and told me to grab her lotion. I was going to start the body worshiping now, which started by me putting lotion on my hands and rubbing her down.

I love every single inch of this woman’s gorgeous body, I love her hair which went to her shoulder blades, her firm and giving waist, her voluptuous hips, tits and ass, her thighs which could compact a car. I would have given everything for the privilege of rubbing her. If I wasnt too fast, I was too slow, and I loved having to improve for my mistress. I went to her back and rubbed down to her back and hips. I started to massage and rub her ass cheeks, and got lost in them. They are indrscribable. They have give, but they’re firm. They wiggle, but they aren’t just fat. Just one was almost as wide as my chest, and it was thick enough to contain my whole face while she was lying down.

I went to rub closer inside her ass when she stopped me. I had a little smirk on my face as a result of the giddyness. She clearly had something new planned for me. She gave me a slight slap and dragged me to a wall and sat me down and said, “Close your eyes, slave. You can thank me later for this.” she coated my whole face in lotion pretty thick, then spread her ass and started grinding her freshly showered ass against my face. Shaking all around and pressing against me with all her weight behind her. She used me like I’d never been used before. I was a tool for her to wash her ass, and I genuinely loved knowing I could be that for her. I was so degraded, I had never been something so nasty for someone so amazing.

Luckily, I got to experience this 2 more times. She felt plenty ready by that point to use me for much more dirty things than that, I couldn’t wait.

She told me then that this weekend she wanted it to be me serving her. I had knocked one hour of body worship off of the count, so she needed to smother me. She blindfolded me and tied my arms and legs down by my side with rope. She then lifted me up, and asked rather cutely, which movie she should watch. I picked the Lion King, our favorite Disney movie, and tossed me down onto the couch. I heard her shuffling to put the movie in but before I knew it, she came crashing down on top of me with all of her force many times. She knocked all of the wind out of me before covering my face in her ass. She explained a new rule to me. That when she smothers me, she’ll do it with me freshly out of breath, and she’s only getting up if I almost pass out or call a saftey word. I could feel her ass envelop my whole head, and she sat perpendicular to me just to let in as little air as possible. It wasn’t long after that I needed air, so I called out our saftey word. She got up like she promised, but with one hand on my balls and one on my throat lifting all of her bodyweight off of those two points.

I started to cum not even a minute into this, and luckily for me, she got up to lick it off of me before smothering me some more. I couldn’t have enjoyed it more.

I worshipped her like it was a full time job. I spent so much time beneath her eating her pussy that I figured out the fastest way to make her cum. Nothing is more satisfying than feeling your sopping wet cum drenched face after satisfying your mistress. I ended up enjoying how much lotion I applied to her ass pretty soon after. It was mind bogglingly soft and smooth, as if I didn’t already have a reason to eat her ass like it was all I had left.

After I was untied, the rest of the weekend featured many things I found unbelievably hot. She wanted to try free use on me. I could be doing anythin but before I can tell what’s happening she’s backing her pussy up against me and fucking me against the wall. I might be reading and she’ll shut my book and bury my face in her freshly shaven pussy for a few hours. I could be showering and she would come in and make me kneel and lick her ass.
She tried making me eat things off of her while I rubbed and ate her. Our favorite was eating frosting off of her crotch and ass. We never grew bored, and by the end I ended up worshiping her and smothered by her far more than 9 hours.

That weekend cemented our relationship very heavily. I was her slave and I couldn’t be happier.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4a7nbl/story_from_my_old_job_my_manager_who_became_my