[FM] A Day In The Life. [Humiliation] [Domination] [Servitude]

It’s 5 o’clock in the evening. I’m on the train from Birmingham New Street to my house in Lichfield, when I feel my phone buzz. I’ve been to the Birmingham City Library. The talk was on women in business. The focus being the unrepresentative ratio of women given high powered jobs in power positions.

The text reads:

“My house. 19:00.

Red Bra. Red French lace pants. Red hold ups. Black stockings. Black heels (above 4 inches). Beige Mac.

Ring the door bell then place your hands behind your back”

I feel a hate rise within me as I read the text. How fucking dare you? We’ve had some rough and fun sex but instructions? I’m not yours. I can’t be summoned.

18:45:

I’m in the back of the Taxi. I have the Beige Mac on. I have minimal Male up except for extremely vibrant red lipstick. Underneath I’m dressed exactly as instructed. The cab pulls up at your address and I hesitate. I pay the driver and walk up your drive. I ring the bell and then clasp my wrist behind my back. The door opens and I do not look up to you.

“Come in” you say and I cross the threshold. I walk to your living room, with my eyes still focused downwards. You are sat on the sofa smirking at me when I finally look up.

“Drop your coat” you say, with a smile in your voice. I do.

“Very Good. Beer please”. I stare for a moment and then make my way to the kitchen. I unscrew the Budweiser and bring it back to you. I hold it out but you do not take it from me.

“Kneel”. I raise an eyebrow. “Now”

Slowly I kneel and hold out your beer. I can hear the commentator on the football behind me breaking the tension. When you take it I unzip you and slowly reveal your semi hard dick. I take you in my mouth and slowly suck you. I take it out and lick from your balls to the tip, working my way around your head. I leave red lipstick marks all over you. As you get harder I kiss and caress your balls while using my hand and see your eyes unfocus on the game. Just as I think I have you on the edge you pull out of my mouth.

What happens next shakes me to the core. You slap your sopping wet dick across my face. I feel my own saliva dry on my cheek. I look up in fury but your gaze immediately alters my mood.

You smile and then say “beg for it”.

Again I stare at you, this time in confusion. Beg for what? You smirk again.

“Beg for my cum”.

I feel my cheeks redden and look at you pleadingly but realise it’s no good.

“Please Dan. Please cum in my mouth? I want to taste you so bad”.

You laugh at this. You pull out of my mouth for a second time and stroke your cock an inch away from my face. You tilt your head back and I know what is coming. I feel your first rope of cum hit my eye lid and nose. Then you find my lips and chin. I greedily suck in as much as I can.

“Ok you can leave now” You say. I look at you incredulously. That’s it? You wanted a blow job while you watched the football? What about me?

You stand and grab my coat, hand it to me then walk to the door. I follow and red faced, call a cab.

When I arrive home your cum has completely dried on my pathetic face.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bfvmbi/fm_a_day_in_the_life_humiliation_domination