I woke up to gentle feeling of my slave’s tongue between my toes. “Mmmmmm” I moaned and I smiled. I’ve ordered my slave to wear a smartwatch to wake her up early before me and then worship my feet to wake me up instead of having to rely on an alarm.
I smiled as I left my slumber. “Good slave, you did a good job” I stated to her as I stretched and got ready to leave bed. I’ve owned my slave for a couple weeks now. She’s mature and well beyond my 22 years in age. And yet she is still an incredibly beautiful woman and her devotion to me knows no bounds.
“Thank you Mistress” she replied as I rubbed her head as sort of a thank you as I got out of bed. She stood up, naked as ordered, freshly showered and smelling. She followed my orders to shower beforehand. “Did you make me breakfast as ordered?” “Yes Mistress” she immediately replied. I grabbed her hand and led her into the kitchen with a smile, clad only in my pair of boxers I sleep in. Still more than my fully nude slave was wearing.
I smiled as I saw the delicious scrambled eggs, bacon and pancakes on the table. I gave my slave a hug from behind and playfully smacked her ass as I sat down. “You may eat too” I replied as I grabbed my plate and helped myself.
“May I be seated Mistress?” she replied. Due her to constant nudity she’s only allowed to sit if it’s on a towel, but we always have one in the room.
I chuckled a bit. “Actually no.” And after she served herself I grabbed her plate and placed it on the floor. “You’re my pet, like a puppy or cat. And this morning you will eat like one.” I ordered.
I saw a look of frustration on her face but it was immediately followed by a “Yes, Mistress” and she crawled on all fours enjoying her breakfast while I used her chair as a footrest. I realized I could use her back, but not now. She already did everything fine today.
After enjoying our breakfast I ordered her to fetch the “small” strap. As a slave she receives a daily maintenance spanking both to remind her of her status and the consequences if she doesn’t behave, and for my own amusement. She obediently complied and in no time was back, head bowed, eyes closed, with the strap on her outstretched hands palms up. I smiled and grabbed it and then ordered her over my lap. I started with my hand warming up her ass to a nice rosy color and warm feeling, and then came the small strap. As usual she received twelve.
“Thank you Mistress” she replied as she got off my lap. As a slave she is to be grateful for everything, including my guidance and correction. I had her then lead me to the bathroom where I would prepare for my shower. I usually would shower beforehand but didn’t want breakfast to get cold. I ordered her to start the shower and get it at the perfect temp. Once I agreed it was I thanked her as I removed my shorts and entered it and ordered her back to the bedroom to make the bed.
As the warm water flowed over me I felt my bladder relax and relieve itself too as a trickle came down my leg only to be instantly washed and cleaned off. It was something I wanted to try today too, in the past I had made the slave adjust to consuming my urine via drinking small cups of it. I think she had grown accustomed enough to be used as the toilet later tonight. We shall see.
We both had to work today. Her at home, and myself at my retail job. Part time, but working a full time shift today. I got dressed in my uniform as I headed out and patted my slave on the head. “Good slave and good day so far” I whispered to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
Work was boring. Worst of all was having to serve the customers. I’m a Domme and I think people should serve me. I fantasized about all the sexy men and women in the store and how they would serve me if I had my way.
But soon enough it was done and I was on my way back home. And sure enough my naked mature slave was there to greet me at the door with a huge smile on her face when I got home.
I grabbed her head and gave her a kiss on the lips, and then inserted my tongue between them a bit. “Good evening my pet!” I exclaimed in happiness after that frustrating day. I then ordered her to get the TV ready and I wanted to watch. She obediently complied. I went to my room and got dressed in my more comfortable lounging “outfit” of a tank top and shorts.
I watched TV for a bit as I snacked and drank several glasses of water, always demanding she refill it when I finished it. I smirked slightly each time. She might’ve realized my eventual goal…
“Hey slave get on the floor and put a towel under your head” I commanded. I saw a look of shock in her eyes but she complied. “I have to relieve myself and I don’t feel like going to the bathroom. Open your mouth.” She turned a pale white color and complied.
I undid my pants, lowered my shorts and squatted over her. She closed her eyes as the stream flooded out into her mouth, spilling over her nose and even closed eyes. After her mouth filled I saw her close it, uncomfortably grimace as she swallowed it and then opened it again. I emptied the remainder of my bladder as she swallowed again.
What a perfect slave. She got up and per my orders dried her face off. I then ordered her to get on all fours and kneel in front of me.
“I need a footrest, and frankly I don’t think I should put my dirty bare feet on the one here, don’t you agree?” I chuckled as I positioned my feet on her back. I watched some more TV as she remained locked in place for the next half hour. I would’ve kept her there longer but it was time for her to make dinner.
I let her eat dinner at the table with me and it was delicious. After we were done I grabbed my slave and said “I think you need some dessert” and yanked her to our bedroom. I undressed naked and laid on a towel on top of the bed and spread my legs…and set my phone to the side and set a timer.
“You’re going to get me to squirt before the timer goes off. No you don’t get to know what the time is set for. I’m going to do nothing but lay here and enjoy it. If you beat the timer, you get a reward. If you don’t, you get a punishment. Do you understand?”
My slave’s face first showed shock and then a sign of excitement she was being challenged. “Yes, Mistress” she replied with a mix of eagerness and nervousness in her voice.
And with that she went at it with her tongue. I moaned a bit and enjoyed it. But no squirting, just some dribbling. And then came her fingers and a toy. I was enjoying it…but no squirting. I went into a euphoric daze…and then then the timer chimed on my phone.
My slave’s face showed a sign of distress. I stopped the phone. “You’re still making me squirt. Do it.” I said sternly to her.
She whimpered out a “Yes, Mistress” and went back to work. And then not too long afterwards…I felt the explosion of feeling and a beautiful orgasm as a stream squirted out from my pussy. “Lick it up!” I belted out as my slave eagerly complied, with a look of accomplishment on her face.
I knew she was thinking this might get her off. Nope. After she licked and cleaned me I stared at her and said “You still failed in your task. Get the clamps and the large wooden paddle.”
“…Yes, Mistress” she stated after a nervous delay. And then left and came back with them with a blushed expression. I smirked as I grabbed them and the two tight clamps chained together. “Stand still slave” I ordered as I affixed each clamp to each of her nipples. I could see the pained expression on her face as each one went on and then the cold stare of her trying to ignore the pain and not contemplate her coming fate.
I grabbed her hand and led her to the wall. “Hands on the wall and bend over at a perpendicular angle. Straight back.” I heard a very nervous “yes, Mistress” as she complied.
“20 strokes. You’re going to count each one and address me as “Mistress” after each one. Miss one and it doesn’t count and we add another one. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress” she said in a more stoic tone. I let loose the first smack. “One, Mistress!” she loudly belted out. And then the second, and then the third. I loved rubbing her ass between blows, both with the paddle and my own hand. Probably fucking with her mind too with the anticipation for the next blow.
Number nine was missed. So was number sixteen. So when she yelled out “Twenty, Mistress!” I heard a feeling of exasperation and hope that I forgot those two. Nope. “There’s still two more coming.” I slyly replied. I could tell with the “Twenty One, Mistress!” and final “Twenty Two, Mistress!” she was bursting at the seams.
After it was done I removed the clamps and let her breathe and relax. I ordered her to walk over and lay facedown on the bed. No rubbing her butt. She complied. I got the lotion and spread it over my hands, and then her ass. She moaned in relief over it.
“This is going to feel better now as always, but it results in the feeling lasting longer. You’ll have a warm burning sensation all night until you go to bed.” I said smiling as I kept rubbing. What an ass. I only hope that I’ll have an ass like that when I’m her age. Firm, rounded, plump and yet zero sag. It’s amazing how it barely jiggles when she walks.
After I had her butt soothed enough I decided to continue with the aftercare, so I continued a lotion rub and massage. I covered her back, and then ordered her to flip, and then gave her a kiss and stroked her hair. Also got to play with her nice round boobs a bit. I stared at her shaved pussy. I kind of wanted to eat it and rub it, but that would’ve been her reward if she won the game, and she didn’t earn it.
I played some video games for the rest of the night, while she did some chores. She worked the next day but I didn’t. So I was excited and could stay up late, but decided not to. Going to bed with my slave and cuddling her at night is often my favorite part of it. I decided tonight would be another sleeping topless night, so I undressed and put on only my shorts again, and then crawled into bed with her and gave her a goodnight kiss on the forehead and cheek as I always do, and then followed up with a full kiss on the mouth and some tongue. And then wrapped my arms around and held her close under the covers.
“I love you Mom” I said I squeezed her harder and cuddled her close. “You’re the best Mom I could ever ask for.”
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