[MF] How I went from Submissive Co-Worker to trained Slave Husband? Part 3

Sorry I ended abruptly a bit earlier I had things to take care off. I’ll try to finish up where I left off and write a bit more for today. It’s been great to go back and remember all of this from years ago. I can’t believe I’ve never taken the time or had an opportunity to discuss all of this before. At some point I’ll tell everyone how I got to the present day. Maybe by then I’ll know why I’m doing this. Sorry my writing is a bit off. I’m not a writer, I’m just a guy with a story to tell that happens to be my actual life. And please ask me any question you want. Except …….did all of this happen? Yes it did and I won’t answer that one again.

Ok where were we………………..

The next day was rough…………on one hand what my Mistress did to me the night before was beyond words. On the other it was crazy. It was dark, it was dangerous, it was the exact opposite of what I thought I wanted just a month or so before. Even now it’s hard to explain the back and forth feelings in my head. I do remember thinking to myself, “Maybe I can have the best of both worlds, maybe I can tell my fiancé about my new wants and desires and she will accept it. That way I Can merge these 2 worlds” But that was a shot in the dark at best. There are few women on the planet that were doing what my mistress was doing to me, plus I’m not sure it could work with my fiancé. We had already established a co existing habitat. It would be next to impossible to redraw the boundaries now.
So here I was having to justify bending over the trunk of my own car, being degraded, even a bit humiliated, and yet here I am practically begging for more. As time went on it was a theme I would return to quite often. “Maybe I really am a submissive bitch, I must be because I keep letting it happen”

Think about it. After What my mistress did, I pulled up my pants and g string, got back in my car; after opening her car door, she got in the back seat once again and I drove her home. Like she was a movie star, porn star whatever.

FROM 1ST to 3RD
In hindsight she was gambling a bit but maybe she didn’t care. Maybe instinctively she knew I would be down for it. But either way it didn’t matter…….it worked.
In just a few weeks I had gone from innocently buying her water and lunch to getting anally raped in a motel parking lot. And now she knew that by jumping from first to third so quickly that there was a ton of room between those 2 bases and she was ready to exploit it. Maybe I was making it too easy for her, but it wasn’t intentional I was apparently a natural submissive waiting for the catalyst that became my owner.

Over the next few weeks I fell into a routine. I wasn’t uncomfortable at work at all because in my mind it wasn’t a relationship that required me to prove we were equals, or that I should ignore her today and see what happens. That sort of thing. She was superior to me, I didn’t ask questions. I just assumed my place and that was it.
She begin developing a small list of things that I was required to do everyday. Nothing to crazy….but it did require me to change a few things around. Plus I needed access to her schedule because I had to make sure that she had bottled water and HOT coffee on her desk when she arrived. A few days a week she had earlier meetings than I did so I had to start leaving for work a bit earlier than normal. Again I’ll revisit this from time to time if it fits in with a story I’m about to tell.
One more thing I don’t think I mentioned before. We were Co-Workers but we had different roles, different bosses, neither of us were in each other’s chain of command (so to speak), but my mistress was 4 years younger than me (22,26 at the time).
So coffee, water, panties (yes everyday).
I had come up with a way to put on my panties with a pair of boxers and then pull over and slide them off and make sure they made it to the laundry everyday. All of which were new because I had given all my old ones to my mistress. Plus I had a bag of panties rolled up in a sweatshirt in my room under a mound of clothes.
However there was one thing my mistress started to require that did worry me. Where as just 1 month earlier she understood if I couldn’t make it to certain things now became almost required. Every Thursday she got together if her bar friends for drinks and she started having me tag along. I was more or less playing the role of Co-Worker that liked her that she had “hooked up with” a few times.
But I started to feel like maybe her friend Andrea knew more than she was letting on. My mistress would play mind games with me. She would look at Andrea and say “what do you think Andrea boxers, briefs, or panties?” And I would say boxers and then she would say prove it. That kind of thing. Until eventually it became obvious that Andrea knew something was up so every Thursday her and Andrea would play “guess the panties color.” Yes it was embarrassing……yes Andrea knew that I was caught in a Sub/Dom game with her friend but I don’t think she knew more than that (at least not yet). If any females can help me with this I would love to know if you were in Andreas shoes would this have been a turn on, knowing this about your friend. That she had a guy wrapped around her finger?
Anyway……… The one job I did have everyday without exception and I’m not complaining was I had to eat her pussy. I had found this little space under the steps of a parking garage a few blocks away and did what I was told. If it took her too long to orgasm she would occasionally slap me in the face or spit in my mouth, but at that point I was starting to crave it. I would even ask her to spit in my mouth sometimes just because I wanted her so bad. I had never in my life wanted to feel a women on my cock like I wanted to feel her. It was beginning to consume me. And as embarrassing as this is to say she hadn’t even touched my dick yet. 3 months in and still nothing, but what happened next would change the direction of my life forever………..I’m sure stranger things happen to people but this was fate, irony, and destiny all rolled into one………………..

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7umn72/mf_how_i_went_from_submissive_coworker_to_trained