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Revenge Pt. 02 Day 01: Her View

I parked my car in the driveway and wanted to take a moment to calm my jittery nerves, but he was standing on the front porch. When I drove away from this house a month ago I had been so pleased with myself. Then I found out how hard it is to receive a yes in my email for twenty seven straight days without being able to touch the man sending it.

I had arrived home with the delusion that I was going to also wait for one month. I didn't last twenty four hours and only managed to skip two days total; one of them being today. I couldn't even imagine how he did it. One day the email came at fifteen to midnight and I was terrified it wasn't coming. I don't think I could have stuck to my guns and never seen him again. No, no I couldn't have done that and I don't feel bad about that. Luckily he did make it and I didn't have to concern myself with that potentiality.

I was a little irritated that he was waiting on the porch, but all things considered I shouldn't be surprised. He looked amazing. I had figured requesting a tie be worn would lead to being dressed up, but I thought a dress shirt over jeans. He stood there in black dress slacks that looked custom fit. His shirt was a deep burgundy with short sleeves which showed off arms far more muscled and defined than I would have thought possible to develop in one month. A form fitting vest and a black silk tie finished off the outfit nicely. He had been a very good boy.

I hoped I had done as well selecting my outfit. I had spent most of the last three days changing my mind. Looking down I realized we looked like a couple. I had changed outfits twelve times before getting in the car. Hose under jeans was his absolute favorite, but I opted for black dress slacks. They fit me perfectly and made my ass look incredible. I went with black silken mist thigh highs underneath with new black italian strappy heels which had cost me nearly two weeks of pay. A satin burgundy top, which nearly matched his shirt, covered a lacy burgundy bra with matching panties. I wondered if his underwear was burgundy?

In the moments it had taken me to turn off the car and check out his outfit, he had walked to the driveway and was opening the door for me. I stepped out of the car carefully stretching out the leg like a model in a commercial and enjoyed watching his eyes track it with desire.

He looked happy. "Hello slave"

"Hello mistress" he responded.

"How did it go?" I asked as we walked up to the house.

"It was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life." He responded sounding sincere and succinct, not like he was complaining.

"Tell me about it. " I said. "How did you cope?"

"Yes mistress. The first few days I spent with a near perpetual hard on. By the third day that becomes quite unpleasant. Twice I had to go outside and pee in the woods because I couldn't calm down enough to use the toilet. By day three I started taking a lot of cold showers, which are awful." he said with a shiver as he opened the front door for me.

"You only required one a day, but even with the misery of the cold shower I couldn't resist and usually it was a half dozen times a day followed by a cold shower where I swore I wouldn't smell again until the next day. I couldn't concentrate on anything, all I did was work out and think about you. The ordeal made basic training seem like a day at the beach. I nearly failed several times. Everytime I waivered I remembered I couldn't see you again if I failed" he said looking at me with a short pause "So I didn't fail."

"Awww." I said smiling at him. "I am very glad you made it through and you are now forgiven. The past is wiped clean." I said it and I realized I meant it. I wasn't angry, I was just happy to be here.

"Thank you mistress." He beamed at me looking surprised.

"First order of business" I said "I would like a full tour of the house, followed by a foot rub."

"Yes mistress" he said and guided me into the kitchen.

Ten minutes later we were in his sun room. Why he didn't named it his tree house is beyond me. It was at the back of the house up a spiral stair with a large open floor, a wood burning stove, an L shaped couch, two matching bean bag chairs and glass walls and ceiling. The couch was on tall legs with a rich comfy looking green pattern. It was soft and smooth when I ran my hand over the back. The room was perfect for some of the plans I had.

"Did you rearrange this room for me?" I asked sounding a bit suspicious.

He blushed and with a sheepish look said "Yes Mistress".

I strolled around the couch lazily sliding my hand across the material as I looked out upon a landscape in the tree tops. It was a sea of green and breathtaking. We would definitely remain here until I could watch the sunset. I could live in this room.

I nodded my head and softly said "Nicely done".

"Thank you Mistress"

I sat on the couch and said "Okay...come around here, take off everything below the waist and stand in front of me."

He responded to me perfectly removing his shoes, socks, slacks and black bikini underwear placing them in a neat pile under the couch.

"Stand right here" I said pointing at the floor between my feet.

He obligingly stepped into position with his erect penis right beside my face. I noted that he had trimmed off all the hair so that he would be smooth to the touch. It was a sexy look and I wanted to touch it.

I smiled and showed him my recently manicured small nails. I usually trimmed them short, but this month I let them get a teensy bit past the tip of the finger painting them a red so dark it almost looked black.I made a claw shape reaching between his legs watching his eyes widen. I gently made contact with the tender skin just behind his sack and gave it a teasing little scratch as I tightened my hand until I was firmly holding his testicles. He swallowed but made no other motion.

"Hands clasped behind your back" I said softly then rubbed the side of my nose up the shaft and across the tip enjoying the way it pulsed against me. I turned my head to the right so that I could look up at him. He was staring straight ahead like the soldier he once was.

"Look at me" I said.

"Yes mistress" he responded looking at me with mixed emotions. I could see how badly he wanted me. It made me feel powerful and took my arousal up another notch.

I kissed up the side of his shaft until I reached the very edge of the tip where I gently nipped and gave his balls a gentle squeeze. He bit his lower lip in response jerking ever so slightly with a low groan.

I released him and handed him a cushion. "Kneel" I said. "And no more speaking until I give you permission."

He opened his mouth to respond then closed it giving me a short nod. He placed the cushion on the floor and kneeled upon it.

"Did I say to release your hands from behind your back?" I asked.

He instantly complied straightening his spine and pulling the shirt tight across his chest.

I moved my legs to trap his cock between my calves watching him inhale and flex. I reached forward wrapping two fingers around the tie with the tips touching. I slowly pulled the tie free from the vest. I edged up a bit on the couch, so I was inches away from his face, and looking at his neck straightened the tie.

"Last time was impromptu" I said. "Now I have had an entire month to plan." I paused for effect "I have a favor to ask" I paused again looking at him then returned focus to his tie sliding it through my fingers playfully. "I want you to ask me to be your mistress for a full twenty four hours. I want you to consider this carefully because make no doubt, I will ... use you." I said drawing out the will and looking at him squarely. "Last time the punishment was about revenge, so there was a lot of punishment; but I did enjoy you suffering for me. As my slave you will suffer for me again." With the last word I made a quick motion adjusting the tie so that it was very snug on his neck.

"Only ask if you mean it and saying no will be fine. I will not punish you for that." I said with a devious smile. I had practiced that devious smile in the mirror until it felt natural. With a small shrug added "Much".

"Now" I said standing up so that he found his face buried right in my crotch. I moved forward slightly forcing him to lean back and to remain upright he had to press his face tight into me. I stood that way looking down at him. I ran my fingers through his hair until I saw his muscles begin to tremble. "I saw a yoga mat in your workout room. I assume you know basic yoga?"

Silence. OH right...he wasn't allowed to respond.

"You may respond to this one question." I said.

"Yes mistress." came the muffled reply. His body was beginning to shake to remain in position.

"Good, lay face down on the floor arms at your sides."

When he was motionless in the requested position I walked around to his head and snagged the tie from under him pulling it taut over his forehead letting the silky material slide through my fingers until I was standing straight up holding the end of the tie. I then slid my open toed shoes under his face wiggling gently until his nose nestled directly between my big toes, the tip resting on the soft leather of both shoes. I wiggled the toes vigorously to waft my smell around. It was delicious knowing just how much he enjoyed this.

"Deep inhale through the nose" I said. I heard and felt him inhaling deeply.

"Come to plank" I said.

He rapidly placed his arms in position and pushed his body up from the floor into a perfect full plank and remained motionless. I bent my knees until I could gently lift the toes of my shoes and slide the tie underneath. I pulled it until it was a tight line between the shoe and his neck.

"Bend the elbows just a teensy bit" I said pulling on the tie until he complied. I leaned forward into the toes so that he could no longer fully straighten his arms. I could feel myself getting moist and hoped he could smell it so close to his face.

I rubbed my hand across the muscle of his upper "I think it is important to take a moment and enjoy our perspective roles, don't you?"

He nodded without losing plank. I straightened up and said. "Drop the plank until your nose touches my shoes, inhale deeply through the nose then push back up to plank."

He complied and I watched as he very slowly lowered himself with a long exhale. He stopped with his nose perfectly positioned and inhaled deeply pushing smoothly and slowly back to plan.

"You know, I fantasized about this very position often over the years we were apart." Without being told to he continued doing those slow pushups inhaling deeply between my toes then pushing back up. When he did the tenth slow push up I continued "Though in those fantasies I was always angry with you. It is actually far better that I am not." He was at twenty and I was impressed. At twenty five I lifted my toe releasing him and moved to sit on the couch.

"Grab a bean bag chair and sit in front of me." I commanded.

He moved quickly, but gracefully to slide one of the plush bean bags into position, grabbed a towel from the small pile under the couch placing it on the chair before he sat. He sat indian style and leaned forward carefully undoing the three buckles on each shoe. I allowed his hand on my ankle to lift and remove each shoe, again placing them very neatly out of the way yet conveniently close. He took my left foot in his hands, pulled it into his lap and started rubbing. It felt so good I moaned.

Oh it felt amazing but I had something different in mind. "Use your chin to work the base of my toes."

He obligingly lifted my foot and began working with his chin, spreading the toes and getting into the ball of the foot. I let him do that for a minute and said "Now work the arch the same way." I had tried getting decent foot rubs from men over the years, but half of them only managed to tickle me and the other half rubbed less than a minute before assuming it was time for sex. This was a man who knew to give a foot rub.

He tilted his head back slightly and worked the arch with his chin. This resulted in my toes going over his nose and reducing his vision so he could only see me from the boobs up. Carefully not moving I took my right foot and placed the ball at the base of his penis wrapping my toes around the shaft, enjoying his short gasp of surprise. Pressing firmly I began massaging with my toes so that he could feel it in the shaft and balls.

"Now you may ask if you wish" I said sliding my toes up the shaft so that it was firmly trapped between his belly and my foot. Then back down to the base to begin massaging again.

He stopped rubbing long enough to reply. "Mistress I beg you to accept me until midnight tomorrow as your adoring slave. I suffered many weeks for you and I will not fail to please you now."

Oh he is good. I thought with a smile. I requested twenty four hours and he granted me an extra eight. I slid the foot up again but stopped short of the tip which was coated in precum. I imagined after a month of very horny celibacy he was very full of cum. Honestly I couldn't believe he wasn't pushing for instant sexual gratification like other men do.

"Very well, I accept" I said. "Now the other foot."

I allowed him to work the feet back and forth until they both felt like I had died and gone to heaven. I persisted in teasing him with the off foot admiring his resolve and restraint. Sometimes I took the top of my foot and rubbed it slowly and ever so gently across his balls By the end he was trembling and moaning. Honestly I would have gone longer, but he had seeped so much I was in danger of getting my hose sticky anywhere above the balls.

"Please go clean yourself off, then bring my bags up from the car" I said.

"Yes mistress" he nearly dashed out of the room looking a bit awkward with his erection leading the way.

While he was gone I removed my slacks and blouse, put the shoes back on and looked at my reflection in the mirror. Matching bra and panties, black silken mist hose, sexy italian heels; oh my. I grinned at my reflection and winked.

I wasn't kept waiting long. He came up the stairs carefully holding one of my bags in each hand with a shoebox under his left arm which had not been in the car.

He rounded the top, saw me, and stopped dead in his tracks; the box under his arm didn't. It slid free landing with a loud thump on the floor. The lid popped off and a gorgeous pair of black shoes spilled out. They were jet black with silver buckles sporting three inch heels with a wide base. The leather had that soft look like a pair of butter leather gloves. They looked elegant, and expensive. I LOVED them.

He swiftly set down the luggage reboxed the shoes and brought all three over to me.

"Sit the bags at the end of the couch and bring me those shoes." I said like a child wanting to open a present.

He moved swiftly with a quick "Yes mistress" response.

I allowed him to put the shoes on and buckle them noting he was freshly cleaned but still hard as a rock. Definitely needed to relieve that soon.

I stood and took a couple test steps into the room. Now it was my jaw hanging open. How could these shoes exist? They clung to every part of my foot giving perfect support, and the padding inside was cushy like slippers, but they looked sleek not bukly. I swear I have had running shoes that didn't feel this comfortable. Oh and did I mention they were gorgeous?

"I also made a pair of boots", he said while I wandered around admiring the shoes.

"You made these?" I said in a shocked voice as I came to a stop.

"Yes mistress." he said smiling at me from his kneeling position. "It is a hobby, and you left those well worn shoes that I was able to measure. I measured very " he drew out the word slightly "carefully. They weren't as accurate as a foot mold would be, but close I think."

I was absolutely stunned. I walked several laps around the couch stopping by the glass to admire them in the reflection. They had a single strap that wrapped around the ankle fastened with a sterling silver clasp. The strap looked so pretty it could have been an ankle bracelet. The pretty strap was attached by matching leather straps down the sides to the base leaving the heel mostly exposed. Just behind the arch of my foot the sides made a slow rise up to form an inch thick strap which crossed the top of my foot leaving a peekaboo toe. The material looked and felt like leather, but it had a little give like leather bonded cross bred with spandex. The sun was just starting to set and my life was awesome.

"Thank you so much" I said walking up and giving him a big hug.

"You are welcome" I could hear the smile in his voice. I grabbed the tie pulling his head down and gave him a long kiss. His tongue teased my lips slightly and I kissed him again.

"Okay then" I said walking over to the couch. "Please lie on your back on the couch."

"Yes mistress"

Once he settled into position I slid off my new shoes and panties, then straddled him sitting on his stomach. I slowly slid down his body until his erect penis was pressed tightly into my back. I held up the panties smiling at him with a wink fondly remembering the previous month. These panties cost nearly a hundred dollars and were not going in his mouth, but he didn't have to know that. I folded them and set them atop my clothing on the back of the couch.

"You have been just amazing," I said "and as a reward I am going to let you orgasm this first time of the weekend with no restrictions, no complications." I wiggled hips. "You may touch me, and enjoy as you wish."

"Thank you mistress" he said in a husky voice. A teardrop rolled down his left cheek.

"I am going to slide you inside me." I said. "If you would like I can flip around so that you may admire my feet in the black silken mist while I do so?" I think the position was called reverse cowgirl.

"I am so hard I hurt." he said. "I just want to be inside you as soon as possible" the last came out with his eyes closed in a moaning voice.

I lifted myself up enjoying the sensation of it sliding down my back and across my ass, I carefully slipped the tip between my legs and once it hit the correct position I began lowering myself. Slowly, very slowly. I had forgotten how perfect it was. It being his dick. The absolute correct size to fill me completely without causing any discomfort. I wasn't certain if the moan I heard was mine or his. No other man had been this perfect, always a little too short or a little too long or a little too thin. Never perfection. Oh I could just kill him for leaving me.

I sat there allowing him to move as he wished, enjoying the feel of his hips thrusting into me. I squeezed with the muscles my kegels had developed and an orgasm swept through me fierce and unexpected. I pitched forward until I was laying on his chest. My legs squeezed tightly against his sides gasping in surprise. He wrapped his arms around me holding me tightly to his chest with my arms trapped.

This was not how I had imagined it playing out and I could not believe I orgasmed. Or I should say could not believe I was orgasming as he thrust again and again. Waves of pleasure washed through my body and I was gasping "oh yes" over and over again. Finally I felt him shoot inside me as he roared like a beast with one final thrust.

The last vestiges of the orgasms faded and I lay there wrapped in his arms absolutely content. I think I dozed for a moment and awoke to feel him growing inside me.

I giggled and pushed up to a sitting position. "Already?" I asked in shock smiling at him.

"Oh yes mistress. I have a month of pent up desire" he said wiggling his hips; felt myself become completely filled once again.

I gave him another kegel squeeze as hard as I could eliciting a small moan. Maintaining the pressure I slowly slid up until we separated.
"Feel better?" I asked grabbing one of the towels and using it to clean us off.

"Yes mistress" he said smiling at me and jerking as I rubbed his sensitive erection with the towel.

"Now then" I said "I brought a little something for you as well." I reached into my bag and pulled out a small velvet bag then sat on the couch. "You, " shrug "me, ..us."

"Please come stand right here again" I said motioning to the spot between my lovely new shoes.

He complied automatically clasping his hands behind him. I removed the man-ipulator from its carry bag and admired it. It was a combination cock ring and vibrator with a mild punishment shock. From the remote I could tighten or loosen the cock ring, control vibration from mild and silent to very intense, or if I held down the red button for a full second deliver a punishment shock. I had tested all functions on myself and was excited to finally be putting it on. The shock was very mild, but I only tested on my hand. I imagined it would feel less mild in such a sensitive location.

I slid the ring over his shaft until it was at the base, then pulled the compact electronics so that they rested between his taught balls. The other end of the electronics had soft stretchy bands that wrapped around the testicles returning to the ring on the top where they slid through and locked into place. The remote had a button which released the lock, though if the battery ran dead it would release as well.

Once it was on I leaned back admiring it. It was very unobtrusive and wouldn't be in the way at all. I showed him the remote then gave him the mildest vibration setting watching as his body went tense and he began taking quick shallow breaths. When I decided he was as hard as he would get I then adjusted the ring to be a bit tighter and flipped off the vibration.

"I know it isn't as amazing as the gifts you created for me, but I hope you like it. You do like being my slave don't you?" I asked

"Oh yes mistress." he responded and I his granite hard cock bounce up and down like it was nodding yes and making me smile.

"Not too tight or pinching anywhere?" I asked.

"No mistress."

I looked out the window noting that sunset would begin soon. "Go get us a bottle of wine and a couple glasses"

His stride was distinctly different as he headed to retrieve the wine and I smiled admiring his lovely ass. Once he was gone I grabbed the second bean bag chair and a towel. I positioned it near the glass panel that would afford the best view of the setting sun over the treetops. As I did so I noticed that there was a small iron ring just below each edge of the window. Glancing around I saw they continued like that all the way around the room.

I reached down and gave one a tug. Felt solid so I looped to fingers through and gave it a hard pull. Very solid. I smiled filing that away for future use. I wondered if this room had rings more than a month ago.

Shortly he returned carrying a wine bucket and two glasses in one hand, a small silver platter with a selection of cheese and fruit in the other. He had adapted his walk a bit by taking short strides.

I motioned for him to place the supplies on the floor and then positioned him in the bean bag chair. Then I set between his legs and leaned into him his trapped hard erection pressing into my back. I liked the feeling of that. I grabbed some wine and kicked off my shoes pressing my warm feet against the glass. Last month I found out it drove him wild the time I did this in the car. He squirmed a little behind me in response. A little steam formed around the feet. I would never have noticed if he didn't tell me that is what happened.

He wrapped his arms around my upper stomach and held me as we watched the sunset drinking wine and snacking on the cheese and fruit. I felt a sense of contentment watching the colors of the sky change as night slowly settled all nestled in his arms.

"Are we going to be a couple, or are you planning to run again?" I asked when my eyes had adjusted to the light of the moon.

"I would like to be a couple, and if I could go back in time I wouldn't have run away the first time. I have counted it as the biggest mistake of my life for most of my life now."

"You know I'm going to get you to submit to me some of the time?" I asked.

"I look forward to that." he responded squeezing me to him and nuzzling my hair.

I flipped on the vibrator mode and giggled as he jumped in surprise. I flipped it off right away and slid forward to my knees turning to face him. His erection looked a little angry and I realized I had snugged down the ring at least an hour ago. I released the pressure and he winced a smidge. "You okay?" I asked more than a little concerned.

"I am fine, thank you mistress" he replied with a smile.

"I am rather new to this device so if it becomes truly painful you let me know. I intend to use that part of you regularly going forward and would hate to damage it." I said trying to sound casual.

"Yes mistress." he said with a smile.

I grabbed my new shoes and put them on. "And you make shoes." I said marveling at them. I stood up and felt sexier than ever before. "But now it is play time again. Just remember you told me you like suffering for my pleasure"

"I do mistress" he responded.

"I assume you have plenty of rope to go with all these rings on the wall?"

"I do mistress."

"Well scoot and get it, plenty of rope and if you have ankle and wrist cuffs bring those too. Oh and the shoes I left for you." I said.

"Yes mistress" he said struggling to stand up from the bean bag chair then doing the short shuffling step the man-ipulator caused. I hit the vibrate for one short pulse again enjoying his reaction and little yelp.

I walked around the room admiring the view. A nearly full moon gave wonderful light, not a cloud in the sky and the stars looked amazing this far from the city. If we moved in together I was definitely moving in here.

When I thought he had been gone a little too long I gave him a short vibration and heard a yelp and something drop from below. It really is wonderful having power like that. He really was a perfect slave, though I was going to test him more over the next hour.

Shortly he arrived at the top of the stairs carrying four lengths of rope under his arm, four fur lined leather restraints in one hand and my shoes in the other . I had him sit on the couch as I attached the restraints to his wrists and ankles then had him lay on his back so that his body passed under the narrow portion of the couch with his head and tops of his shoulders poking out from the front.

Ten minutes later I had him firmly tied to four different rings so that he was spread eagle unable to do much more than wiggle and absolutely within my power.

I walked to the back of the couch standing between his legs and positioned the toe of my shoe directly under his balls. Then leaning on the back of the couch with both arms so I could see his face I bounced my toes very lightly and watched him gulp. "Realizing you're totally in my power now, aren't you?" I said.

"Yes mistress"

I continued tapping my toes "Does it hurt?" I asked.

"Yes mistress" he responded.

"Would you like me to stop?" I asked.

"Yes mistress" he responded.

"Beg me" I said.

"Please mistress" he said.

"Again" I said "with more groveling" continuing the tiny bounce of the toes.

"Please mistress, please mistress I beg you please stop."

I stopped and slid off my shoe rubbing the now warm hose very gently up his shaft. "Is that better?" I asked.

"Oh yes mistress, thank you mistress" he said taking deep breaths.

"I am going to test your limits" I said as I walked around the couch to my bags. I pulled out a pair of short black leather boots that I wore to work nearly every day and then sat on the couch with one of my new shoes on either side of his head.

I held up the right boot and showed it to him. "I work in an office and I wear these boots every day. Now for the last month I wore four pair of knee highs, one pair a week. I kept them in the toe of this boot when I wasn't wearing them."

He watched me listening carefully.

"As you are now," I said "you could tell me that all this is too much and I would of course release you. But in just a moment I am going to tuck these into your mouth and tie them in place. Once you are tied as you are and gagged you will be at my absolute mercy with no way to stop me."

I leaned forward and placed the boot over his nose. "Smell" I said.

He inhaled deeply. "You like the smell don't you?" I asked.

"I do mistress."

"You think they will taste as good as they smell?" I asked knowing the answer.

"No mistress."

"Last chance to stop me" I said with that devious smile.

He said nothing.

"Scared?" I asked.

"A little mistress" he responded.

I pulled my shoes in until his head was trapped firmly between them and took out the first nylon which had a definite odor to it.

I began to say open up, but I realized he already had. I carefully held the top and lowered it toe first into his waiting mouth. I had eight total, but only seven would fit inside. His cheeks were a little puffed out and I could hear him breath through his nose. I then removed a pair of thigh highs which had gotten runs from the bag and proceeded to wrap one four times around his head and tied it in a knot holding the hose firmly in his mouth.

Time to test if he could breath through all that. With his head still firmly trapped between my feet I reached down and pinched his nostrils shut. I counted the seconds slowly in my head. When I hit fourty-five he was beginning to struggle a little. At sixty he was making little panicky noises muffled by the hose and struggling in earnest. At seventy I saw just a smidge of fear creep into his eyes and released his nose.

He took loud gasping breaths and a little snot came out as his color returned to normal. I released his trapped head in order to get a tissue to clean him off. By the time I returned his breathing was no longer labored though he was still consciously taking each breath.

"Couldn't get any air through the mouth?" I asked.

He shook his head no.

I grabbed a sleep mask out of my bag and used it to remove his sight. I picked up one of the shoes I had left for him and found it empty so I grabbed the other with the two knee highs in it and added the remaining one I had brought. I smelled it to myself and it smelled pretty strongly of my feet. This part wasn't punishment though as I knew he loved the smell of my stinky nylons. I positioned the shoe over his nose and tied it into place with the last thigh high.

Standing up I walked around admiring my work. Took nearly a half hour to get it done, but well worth the time. If you get the opportunity take it. I flipped on the vibration and watched him as the arousal built slowly struggling in his restraints.

I was enjoying myself, he was enjoying himself; it was a win win. I turned the intensity of the vibration up just a little. I figured if he had multiple stimuli he enjoyed with one stimuli he didn't and orgasmed, possibly repeatedly, it would train him to enjoy the negative stimuli. I wanted him to enjoy the actual kissing of the feet and for that he would have to like the flavor resulting from such kissing. If it worked I could use this tactic for years as I taught him to enjoy anything I desired. Next on the list would be getting tickled.

I walked slowly around his head letting him hear my heels on the hardwood. Damn these shoes were comfortable. In my head I was getting a foot rub again after this, but with the earlier rub and comfortable shoes I wasn't going to need one.

I snagged a towel from under the couch and walked around to the back kneeling between his legs. I was pretty sure he was ready to pop, so I spread the towel on his belly then teased his taught balls with my nails as I cranked the vibration up to the maximum setting. And there it went. His body spasmed and I heard him trying to yell through the gag as cum oozed out onto the towel. As I expected it didn't go shooting since it was the second in pretty short order. I flipped off the vibration and massaged his member with my hand to squeeze it empty onto the waiting towel.

Once I was sure he was empty I carefully folded the towel then grabbed our other used towels and walked out of the room making sure he could hear my heels as I retreated. Waiting for me like that was going to make him aroused again in short order. Don't believe me? I bet you he will be hard as a rock before I can toss these towels in the hamper and grab some extra sheets out of his linen closet.

After tossing the used towels in the large bamboo basket he used for dirty linens I snagged the pillows from his bed. Then I grabbed four top sheets from the pile to take back with me. I wasn't sure what the material of the sheets was, but it felt amazing. It was a bit slick and cool with a real weight to it. I made a mental note to ask him about those. I then updated the mental note to ask him for a pair of them as well.

As I returned I passed the kitchen and swung in for a bottle of water. He didn't have plastic bottles, but he had a cold jug of water in the fridge and a cupboard full of glasses. I filled one and brought it with me.

I slipped out of the heels and padded on nylon feet up the steps so he wouldn't know I had returned. I won the bet, he was hard again already. I laid stomach down on the couch and put the shoes back on positioning myself so I could watch his face. Or at least what I could see of his face around the shoe.

He was making this adorable little moaning sound and squirming a bit in the restraints. Damn that was sexy. In retrospect I wished I had tied him not under the couch so I could see all of him at once. I rose up to look over the back of the couch at his happy fella. I flipped the vibrator back on the low setting and heard him make a long sound through the gag and he arched his back as the muscles in his body tightened. It made me laugh and and it sounded just a little evil.

I rearranged myself so that my legs were beside his head again. Then I grabbed my phone and pulled up the timer app setting it for five minutes.

"Okay sweetie" I said. "We are going to play a little game and if you win tomorrow you get to pick out my entire outfit for us to go to breakfast. If you lose I am going to dress how I want and that will include my shoes you are currently enjoying barefoot. We will have breakfast and then goto the mall for a couple purchases. Win or lose when we get home you will be in this position again with my feet in your face. Understand?"

He gave a double nod slowly.

"Good...then here is the game" I said as I untied the shoe from his face. "I have these lovely new shoes you made for me on and my feet are nice and warm, just the way you like them. I am going to put them on your face and set a timer for five minutes. If you orgasm before the five minutes are up you win, but I won't be touching you. You will just have the vibration and my odor. Think you can win?" I asked.

He nodded again as I removed the shoe. I flipped the vibration up one notch, kicked off my shoes, and said "The timer has begun" I placed my feet firmly on his face. I was on the very edge of the couch so I could position them such that they cupped his nose in the toes and rested across his cheeks and down over his lips and chin. I pushed a little weight into them hoping he would win.

He began bucking and moaning. This was a game I was going to play again in the future. I rubbed the feet up and down just a little bit letting him feel the sheer material.

"Four minutes" I said as the timer counted down. The muscles in his arms bunched as he continued to hump the air desperately trying to orgasm.

"Three minutes" I said...I could see fatigue was setting in accompanied by desperation.

"Two minutes" The ropes were pulled so snug a tight rope walker could have strolled across them and even through the gag I could tell he was roaring.

"One minute" The pace of his air humps picked up and I slid the vibration up to max. Wasn't that sweet of me?

"Thirty seconds" The pace became frantic and I pushed down harder rooting for him. He was winded and I could feel him pulling air in through my toes.

"Fifteen seconds" There was one thing I could try to help him. If it didn't work he was probably going to be a smidge angry with me but if it did he should be happy. Besides I really wanted to find out what it was like.

"Ten seconds" I pressed the red button for a second and heard a muffled scream. His whole body collapsed and I flipped off the vibration looking behind the couch. Sure enough, he was limp with just a little cum on his belly.

"Good boy" I said slipping my feet back into the shoes. I reached down, slipped off the blindfold and undid the gag removing the collection of soggy nylons from his mouth. Once it was empty I asked "Wasn't that fun?"

He gave me an exhausted look and said "Yes mistress" in a voice that cracked.

I finished untying him and helped him sit up. "You okay baby?" I asked.

"Yes mistress" he responded. I handed him the glass of water and he downed the entire thing in one drink.

"Come up here" I said arranging myself so that he could sit between my legs and lean back into me. He was sweaty and moved like his muscles were putty, but he felt wonderful leaning into me. I held him and stroked his lovely hair. "You did really good" I said. "Regret submitting to me?" I asked.

"No mistress, I love you" he said. His body tensed a little when he realized what he said. I tensed a little as I realized what he said. He loved me? I began stroking his hair again as I thought. The way he said it was so sincere it had to be true. At that moment I realized I loved him too, and I had for twenty five years now. He had always been the one.

"I love you too" I said feeling his body relax into me. "That doesn't mean I will take it easy on you the rest of the weekend."

"Of course not mistress". He said sounding sleepy.

I had worked him hard and let him relax like that for a half hour. I had just one more task for him before we called it a night.

"Ok slave, " I said pushing on him so he sat up. "You had two orgasms without me and I want one before we call it an evening. I know you are tired but I need you to kneel and help me." I said removing my panties and sitting them once again on my slacks.

He gave me a big smile kneeling on a cushion and said warmly "Yes mistress" drawing it out slightly.

"This will be game number two of the evening. I have that five minute timer ready to restart. My earlier orgasm was satiating; fully satisfying. Oh I am aroused again, but I don't know if you can bring me before five minutes pass. Make a wish" I said.

"Mistress?" he asked cocking his head again. That was such a sweet little thing to do.

"Make a wish. If it is reasonable I will grant that wish if you win. " I said.

He looked at me, looked down at the ground, stretched his neck, looked me evently in the eyes and said "Be my slave for one day next weekend."

I gulped. Okay, I can dish it out; but can I take it? I have thought to myself several times that I wouldn't accept what he accepts from me. And if he ever figures out the impact he has on me from spanking or tickling I could lose the upper hand.

"It would be tailored for you." He said. "You should try it at least once. What you have done to me was a sexual" he paused looking for the right words "enlightenment".

"Fine" I said, "But if I win you take me shopping for clothes after breakfast tomorrow with a five thousand dollar limit on your cards".

"Make it twenty-thousand vs the full weekend" he replied with a challenging look.

Gulp! "Twenty thousand?" I said. "What in the hell do you do for a living?"
He smiled responding "As you remember I was a programmer. I started my own side project, a real labor of love. I didn't think it was for sale, but Google came and made an offer that put it on the market. I am no one percenter, but I can afford an occasional shopping spree. "

Okay okay okay...I said over and over in my head. I can avoid orgasm for five minutes, no problem. I'll just think about something else. "You've got a bet" I said, "and you are going to lose."

He smiled at me replying "I cannot lose. I would love to take you on a shopping spree, very much. I think we just agreed recently we are a we now. And we will" he said drawing it out like I had earlier "buy us some very nice clothes."

"And if I win I will...use you." he said slyly.

I pressed the button and showed him 4:55 on the screen.

He leaned in reaching under my legs with his arms and slid my ass across the couch to the very edge so suddenly I gasped. In my mind I said "Oh MY!", but luckily that didn't make it to my outside voice. He rested my legs across his shoulders with his face buried between them.

Think about anything else...anything, anything at all. My mind was an absolute blank. And then his tongue and hot, oh so hot, breath were teasing up from my pussy to the very top of my clit. My hands balled into fists, my eyes closed and my back arched; all without so much as asking my permission. I was in serious trouble.

He then took the top of his nose at the very top of my clit and slide it downward and, I think, blew on me like he was blowing out a candle. It was cool and hot and I had to think of something else. I glanced at the phone beside me on the couch. Are you fucking kidding me. 4:15 still on the clock. Think about work, that is it, think about work.

He pressed his tongue in more firmly and slid it slowly up again only this time I felt him press fingers slowly into me. My legs clamped onto his head, again without checking in first. Traitorous legs!

His lips closed over my entire clitorous and sucked as his fingers arrived at my g-spot. I gasped and arched my back again. "Oh god" I said. I said it aloud without meaning too. Then my mouth made many more moaning and gasping sounds and I couldn't think. He kept it alternating between licking and sucking as his two fingers massaged me inside, not in a regular pattern that I could anticipate but random. Sometimes steady pulses with each mouth movement, then a pause of several suction events, to be followed up by quick pulses while the mouth remained slow.

My legs were trying to crush his head now and I was grinding myself into him screaming. I wasn't going to make it. I glanced at the phone. 1:22 I struggled trying to control myself; what if he wanted to put stinky feet on my face?! My body wouldn't stop. What if he wanted to spank me.

Okay that last thought turned out to be a terrible idea as I orgasmed. This wasn't like any other orgasm I had ever had. I was screaming, my body still grinding desperately into him with unrepentant lust. The heat started at my clitorous and swept my entire body, each hair over my entire body standing up and goose bumps formed. It wouldn't stop.

He slowed down the kissing but was stroking the fingers deep into me as the alarm went off. The orgasm would not stop. The alarm just kept beeping as he gently sucked and stroked with the fingers sliding across the g-spot and deep within. Just the correct amount of friction. I was running out of air. The screaming stopped because I couldn't breath out any longer and I heard myself gasp in a ragged breath with the beep beep of the alarm in the background.

He stopped the kissing and brought the fingers to a stop resting lightly on the g-spot. The orgasm slowly relented leaving me spent and weak. I reached over shutting off the alarm and relaxed my thighs from his head, but left them over his shoulders.

He straightened enough that his head came up to kiss and nuzzle my thigh just above the line of the stockings as he gently retracted his fingers.

Looking at me he asked "Want to back out of the bet?"

"No" I said sounding a bit contrite. Fair is fair I suppose. Besides he knows I can have him again after next weekend so if he does anything to me deserving, I can get my revenge.

"Nicely done" I said meaning it.

"Two victories in a row. I am going to have to make my bets harder going forward."

He smiled at me warmly and said "Yes mistress. Though I will take you shopping with me next weekend" he paused then continued "as my slave. It will be epic. You may prefer having lost this bet."

I laughed at the use of epic. I am a gaming nerd at heart. The heart that fluttered a little fearfully at the thought of submitting even to him.

"Besides" he continued "you threw that first bet. You purposely gave me the stimulus when the clock was nearly out and I was on the verge of failing."

I felt myself blush at being called out. I stuck out my tongue at him then pulled him in tight for a hug. I started to kiss him, but then noticed he was looking a little glazed around the mouth and thought better of it.

"I am so exhausted I must sleep now" I said. "Set up the sheets so that one of us can sleep on each length of the couch"

"Yes mistress", he responded. I grabbed my toiletries kit and headed toward the bathroom. "Oh and go clean up and brush when you are done" I tossed over my shoulder on the way down the stairs.

After brushing my teeth, and putting my hair in a pony tail for the night I slipped off my bra and stepped back to look at myself in the mirror. Not as perky as twenty, but they were all mine. I could sleep in panties and hose, but a bra would drive me nuts.

I smiled thinking of the night and day ahead.

By the time I returned to the glass room in the treetops he had cleaned himself, and was patiently waiting in a kneeling position near the couch, but facing the stairs.

I smiled and slinked across the floor to him. When I arrived I squatted onto my heels and taking his face in both hands kissed him hard on the mouth. That was nice. So I did it again, and again. I leaned back and stood up.

I walked over to the couch purposefully clicking the heels a little louder than necessary. I took the pillow and positioned it so I could stretch out with my feet toward the bend of the L. It left enough room for a head if I was stretched out, and if I was bent knee would keep me within reach.

"Lay down, face in the L" I said.

He started to comply and I said "Wait. Take off the shirt and tie. " I watched him strip. Something about a man removing a tie and dress shirt is intoxicating. His pecs and shoulders were insane. "Did you do steroids this month" I asked seriously.

He chuckled and in an assuring voice said "No mistress"

I shook my head in wonder.

"Last game of the day. " I said. "I am going to sleep here" I patted the couch near the pillow. "When I wake up, as many times as I wake up, I want you to have your face nestled into my feet. Or foot if they are separate. If not tomorrow evening's sunset will not be so comfortable for you my love."

"Yes mistress."

I laid down pulling a sheet over me but leaving my hosed feet poking out the bottom. He nestled his face into them obediently. On second thought I don't have to risk cold feet. I reached down and covered my feet and his head with the sheet. His warm breath made my toes warm in short order and I noticed his sheet bulge outward in just the right place before I fell asleep.

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May 16, 2018 in femdom

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