My Dutch pet

Chapter 14

 

Waking up you feel groggy and disorientated.  Opening your eyes you can see nothing and at first panic that you have been blinded, but quickly remember that you are blindfolded.  You can’t hear anything and can’t feel any vibration which you realise means that you are no longer in transit to your new owner.  You have arrived!  With a pounding heart you raise yourself into a kneeling position.  Questions are flying around inside your head.  Who is your new owner?  Is it a man or woman?  What will he or she be like?  Will they treat you well or are you going to spend the rest of your life suffering pain and humiliation?  You kneel there feeling more and more anxious.  All you want is for your new owner to reveal themselves so that you can be put out of your misery.  The anticipation of wondering what your life is going to be like is much worse than knowing.  At least once you know if your life is going to be hell you can start to deal with it, but is seems your new owner is in no hurry to introduce themselves to you.

 

Although your hands are manacled they have been chained in front of you so you could use them to remove your blindfold.  You are tempted to do so, as you are curious to look at your surroundings, but past experience tells you that if you do and are caught you will receive a severe whipping, and it would not be a good idea to get off to a bad start with your new owner.  So you continue to kneel there motionless waiting.

 

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The sound of footsteps alerts you that you are no longer alone.  The cage door is opened and a bottle of water is placed in one hand and what feels like a slice of bread in the other.  Nothing is said to you and you hear the door being closed and locked again.  Once again you have been left on your own.  The trouble is, although you have been given bread and water you have not been given permission to eat or drink.  You are in a dilemma.  Is this a test?  If you eat and drink will you be punished?  Your stomach is rumbling with hunger as you have not eaten since the morning of the auction, and you have no idea how long ago that was.  What the hell do you do?  Satisfy your stomach by eating and quench your thirst by drinking the cool bottle of water or just kneel there holding them?  In the end you decide that the safest thing to do is to wait until you are given specific permission to consume your meal.

 

You have no idea how long you remain kneeling there but you know it must be quite a long time as your legs are cramping and the muscles in your thighs and calves are screaming out to be stretched.  The pain and the effort of remaining still makes you sweat, but you dare not move until ordered to do so.  You wish now you had remained lying down in the cage, pretending to be asleep until your owner came to wake you.  You make a mental note to yourself to remember that in future.  Don’t put yourself in a position where your body will cramp or be uncomfortable unless ordered to do so.  After what seems like an eternity a voice whispers ‘open your mouth’.  At the same time as you obey it registers in your brain that the voice although whispered, belongs to a woman. You can’t help feeling sad that my panties are to be taken away from you so soon.  You were hoping that you would be allowed to keep them as a memento, but probably your new owner won’t want any reminders of your former Mistress.  When your new owner has removed the panties from your mouth she whispers ‘eat’.  You don’t need to be told twice.  You wolf down the slice of bread, which does not do much to satisfy your hunger, but it is better than nothing, then you drink the whole bottle of water.  At least your thirst has been quenched.

 

When you have finished her voice again whispers ‘pee’.  You know that you are expected to piss into the empty water bottle so unzip your fly and pull your caged cock out of your trousers.  With some difficulty considering the casing around your cock you manage to relieve yourself into the bottle, hoping that you have not pissed on your trousers or the cage floor.  You don’t want to risk a beating, but being blindfolded you have no idea whether you have or not.  As there is no reaction from the woman you assume that you managed ok.  All you have to hope now that you have finished is that you will not be forced to drink it.

 

You are so relieved when you feel a hand close round yours and remove the bottle from your grasp.  Now you have the dilemma of not knowing if you should put your cock back in your trousers and re-zip your fly or whether you are expected to leave it on show.  Deciding again that you should do nothing without permission you leave it hanging out and raising your arms link your hands behind your head.  You hope that this gesture of submission will please the woman, who you assume is your new owner.  It apparently does because there are no harsh words, just the whispered word ‘out’.

 

Knowing that she means get out of the cage you crawl out, wincing with the pain in your cramped muscles.  Although you know it will be agony, once you are out of the cage you kneel again but this time without sitting back on your heels.  You open your legs as wide as possible and clasp your hands behind your head.  This submissive pose obviously pleases your new owner as she pats you on the head and whispers ‘good boy’.  Then she does a really strange thing, she massages your thighs and calves to relieve the cramp in them.  You are astounded.  Your Mistress appears to actually care that you are in pain!!!  Perhaps your new life won’t be such hell after all.  Although you are gutted at losing me you hope that if your new owner continues to treat you this kindly you will be able to accept your loss and look to the future.

 

When she stops she whispers ‘okay?’

 

‘Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress’

 

With another pat on your head as if you were her pet dog  she attaches a leash to your collar and pulls it upwards indicating to you that she wants you to stand up.  You do so immediately.  She leads you up two flights of stairs and into a room.  Still blindfolded you have no idea what sort of room it is, but judging by the fact that you had to walk up two flights of stairs, you reckon that the cage you were in is in the basement of the building.  With a sinking feeling you realise that your bedroom is probably yet again in the cellar.  However, back to the present, you realise which room you are in when you are pushed onto your back onto something soft.  You immediately realise it is a bed.  Jesus, this lady isn’t wasting much time! 

 

As she removes your manacles and chains your arms to the end rails of the headboard, stretching them out tightly and your legs to rails on the footboard of the bed, with no resistance from you, you notice that she hasn’t bothered to remove your uniform.  She is obviously one of those women who love a guy in uniform.  But hell she did pay £150,000 for you, apparently an unheard of sum for a slave, so you guess she must have an obsession for guys in uniform!  And she must be one helluva kinky lady to want to fuck you while you’re tied helpless to a bed wearing uniform.  Two things go through your mind at this point.  One, at least it appears you are going to get regular sex, ok so you don’t have any say in when it happens or have any control over what happens but at least you are going to get sex, which is more than some poor bastards get when they are enslaved.  And two which is the part that concerns you, if she is kinky enough to tie you to a bed and fuck you with you in uniform, what other kinky stuff will she try out on you?  You have a vision of being tied up in all sorts of strange ways, hogtied, suspended and god knows what else.

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And for that matter god knows what she will make you wear!  You hope she isn’t in to dressing you up a as a sissy slut!  You don’t mind pretending to be Richard Gere in your tropical uniform but that evening you were forced to dress as a maid was deeply humiliating and you don’t want to dress like that again.  You also hope that your Mistress is not into body piercings or tattoos.  Dennis told you how painful it was when his cock was pierced, and how humiliating it is to be pulled around by a leash attached to it.  Shit what if she is into piercings and decides to put a ring through your cock or even your nose and lead you in public with a leash attached to it!!  Your mind is going into overdrive imagining all sorts of things that your new Mistress may do to you.

 

You attention is brought back to what is happening when you feel the weight of her joining you on the bed.  You ready yourself to start eating her pussy.  All women love this and you know that as her slave you will be spending hours doing it.  You hope that if you do a good job and she enjoys it that she will continue to treat you kindly.  However, although you open your mouth in readiness for her, she surprises you by undoing your jacket and your trousers before taking your left nipple in her mouth and gently biting it.  With her hand she squeezes and pinches the other until they are both hard.  Then moving her mouth from your nipple she gently licks your chest and stomach while using both hands at the same time to keep your nipples stimulated.  The gentle tugging on your chest and stomach hair with her teeth combined with everything else she is doing drives you wild.  You want to moan out loud and beg her to release your cock from its cage so that you can fuck her, but you dare not.  If you speak you will ruin the moment and risk making her angry.  You don’t want anything to stop her so you bite your lip in a desperate attempt to remain silent.

 

Your cock grows harder and within seconds it has grown as much as the cage will allow it.  You can’t help yourself moaning with the pain in your trapped cock.  You can hardly control yourself as her tongue moves down your body to lick and suck around the inside of your thighs and the sensitive area between your balls and anus.  When she takes your balls into her mouth you lose all control, pulling on your bonds desperately trying to break free and begging her to give you release.  You are beyond caring what punishment you might receive, this teasing is driving you mad!

 

‘Jesus, Mistress please, please I beg you, please release my cock.  Please let me use my cock to pleasure you.  I will do anything you ask.  Please stop this torment and give me some release!’

 

You hear her give a small laugh as she ignores your pleas.  You realise she is ‘getting off’ on listening to you beg as she continues to tease you, until eventually she decides she has had enough and it is time to ride your cock.  When she releases your balls from her mouth and you feel her move position so that she is kneeling across your hips you breathe a sigh of relief.  Thank god for that!  Your trembling cock and aching balls couldn’t possibly take much more torment.

 

You cry in disbelief as you feel her take your cock, still in its cage, in one hand and guide it somewhat awkwardly because of the shape just inside her soaking wet pussy.  No fucking way!  She can’t seriously mean to fuck you while you are wearing the chastity device!!!  But apparently that is exactly what she intends to do.  She can’t help but laugh as she sees the look of disbelief on your face.  It is obviously something she has never tried before because she fumbles awkwardly trying to insert it further into her pussy, forcing your caged cock upwards towards your belly, pulling your balls with it to try and get it at the right angle for her to sit on.  You grunt in pain but she continues, ignoring your moaning.  Unable to insert your caged cock very far into her she wriggles around on top of you and moves her hips from side to side so that the cage touches her in different places just inside her cunt.  To her it feels as if she has a couple of fingers inside her tickling the walls of her vagina.  To you it feels like hell.  You have your cock inside a woman and you can’t feel a fucking thing!  Your cock and balls are in agony, and you can’t even try and make your cock go soft because while she is bouncing around on top of you, she is also alternating between teasing your nipples, and caressing your balls and raking her nails gently between them and your arse hole.  She is one fucking bitch!.  She is keeping you on the brink of ecstasy while ensuring you get no pleasure in your cock.  Perhaps she isn’t that kind after all!

 

When she cums, you get to know all about it.  Without warning she suddenly jumps off your cock and within seconds is standing over your face cumming for all she is worth   Shit, it’s like a waterfall.  First of all you think she’s pissing on you, but as some of it finds its way inside your mouth, you know from the taste it definitely isn’t pee.  Christ, but she must be horny.  You don’t think you have ever known a woman to ejaculate that much fluid!  By the time she is finished your face and the blindfold are soaking wet.  Now you think is the time when you will be expected to lick her dry and clean her pussy so again you open your mouth and stick out your tongue waiting for her soaking wet pussy to sit on it.  You are really puzzled when she doesn’t do this as you expected.  Why isn’t she taking advantage of my tongue?  Your new Mistress is the only woman you have met who appears not to enjoy a good tonguing from a guy.  There is a reason she will not lower her pussy to your face, but it will be a while before you discover that reason.

 

Moving back down the bed, she inserts one finger gently into your arse hole.  You gasp in shock as it was unexpected, then she inserts another finger, which you find extremely painful but can do nothing about.  Once the pain eases off she wriggles her two fingers around inside you.  What the fuck is she doing?  You soon realise exactly what is happening as her fingers find and massage your prostrate gland and you feel the strange sensation of your balls being emptied of sperm.  Fucking hell she has made you cum without giving you any pleasure at all!  This must be the milking that the steward who fitted the chastity device to you was talking about.  Jesus please don’t let this be the only way I will ever get to cum for the rest of my life!  To be fucked and cum without ever feeling the pleasure of pounding your cock into a woman doesn’t bear thinking about.  You lie there in despair trying not to cry.

 

Once she has finished milking you she finally releases your cock from its cage, and using a cold wet cloth she washes first your face and hair and then rinsing the cloth under cold water in the en-suite bathroom she returns to wash the cum away from your cock.  Once clean, your cock is put back into its cage.  The next thing you are aware of is the door closing as you are left alone, tied spread-eagled, exposed and humiliated on the bed.

 

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Just as your arms start to go numb from being tied in one position for so long the door opens and she re-enters the room.  Removing the chains on your wrist cuffs she pulls you into a sitting position and rubs both your arms to get the blood flowing back through them.  The feeling of pins and needles this causes isn’t pleasant but its better than being stretched and bound to the bed.  Next your jacket is removed.  It’s no longer in pristine condition.  It is covered in her fluids and smells of sex.  Your hands are then chained again, but this time behind your back.  Besides the smell of your jacket you can smell something else. Food!  You are starving and hope that the food is for you.  It is.  While you sit in an awkward position, your legs still stretched and chained to the bottom of the bed you are fed by her.   When you have finished you are too scared to speak to thank her so smile instead hoping that this is acceptable.  It appears it is because she strokes your face.  That makes you flinch.  The only person who has ever stroked your face in that way is your first Mistress.  It unnerves you that your new Mistress has done the same thing.

 

‘Toilet?’ the question is whispered.  You are beginning to wonder why this woman keeps whispering and only says one word rather than a whole sentence; does she have some sort of speech problem?

 

‘Yes Mistress, if it pleases you I would like to use the bathroom’.

 

You hear the chains rattling as your ankles are released, but they are soon cuffed again with a hobble chain.  Your Mistress helps you off the bed and guides you, slowly as you can only move your feet a couple of inches in front of each other because of the hobble chain, to the en-suite bathroom.  Sitting you on the toilet she attaches a leash to your collar and you sense that she is tying it to something.  Her footsteps retreat and a quick pulling of your head forwards confirms that you are indeed chained by your neck to the wall.  How humiliating!  Chained to a toilet and expected to relieve yourself.  How on earth are you going to wipe your arse when you have finished?  Your hands are chained behind your back and you have no idea where the toilet roll is anyway.  It takes a while before you can relax enough to empty yourself, but even when you do you feel embarrassed incase your Mistress is watching you.  But the sound of footsteps across the tiled floor coming towards you reassures you that she wasn’t watching.

 

But what do you do now?  Should you tell her you’ve finished?  Surely the smell will tell her that.  You clear your throat in the hope that the noise will indicate to her that you need her attention.  For some reason although she has returned to the bathroom she completely ignores you.  Maybe she gets a kick out of having a guy chained to her toilet and wants to leave you there for as long as possible.  A sudden thought occurs to you.  What if she leaves you chained to the toilet all night?  You are finding it extremely difficult to stop having wild thoughts about what she intends to do to you.  It would have been so much easier if she had just behaved the way I did.  At least you knew where you stood with me.  At the start you were an animal kept in a cage and almost permanently in chains.  You slept in the basement and ate like a dog out of a bowl on the floor.  It was made perfectly clear to you when I took you home that I owned you.  What is happening to you now is unnerving.  You can’t see your Mistress and she doesn’t speak to you except for one word at a time, and then only 3 or 4 times so far.  She has treated you kindly except for the pleasure she appeared to get from tormenting your cock and balls.

 

You can’t believe it when you hear the sound of water and realise that she is going to take a shower while leaving you chained to the toilet with your trousers round your ankles and the smell of your shit in the bowl beneath you.  Apparently she decides she can’t stand the smell of it after all when she suddenly pulls the handle on the toilet and water gushes into the bowl splashing all round your arse.  The shock of the unexpected wash your arse has just received makes you jump off the toilet seat but the chain on your collar stops you getting too far, as it pulls the collar against your neck.  You have no choice but to sit back down.  You hear your Mistress laugh at you as she climbs into the shower.  Your face burns with shame, and even though you cannot see your Mistress laughing you lower your head, looking down at the floor, in utter misery.

 

You hear the water being turned off and the sound of her rubbing her body dry with a towel.  It’s amazing you think how quickly your hearing becomes sharper when you can’t see.  The next sound you hear is the sound of her cleaning her teeth.  Well at least she isn’t a dirty bitch you think, even though she has left you sitting on the toilet without your arse being wiped.  That is soon remedied when with an ‘oh’ from her you know that she has realised she forgot to wipe your arse.  Unchaining you from the toilet she bends you over and using lots of toilet paper wipes it.  You feel your face turning an even deeper shade of red as she does this for you.  A grown man having his backside wiped like a little kid!  When she has finished she pulls your trousers up and re-zips your fly.  Then when she has washed her hands she pulls you onto your knees and tugging on your leash urges you to crawl on your knees back into the bedroom.  You are left kneeling while she dresses herself.

 

Then you become aware of her moving close behind you and suddenly you can see.  Although the blinding light after your eyes being in the dark for so long makes you screw your eyes up, until they adjust to the brightness.  At last, you are going to meet your Mistress!  You hope she isn’t ugly or worse a really old woman.  The thought of that old crone at the auction house makes you shudder. 

 

Your Mistress continues to stand behind you and not wanting to risk a punishment this early in your ‘relationship’ with her you do not turn your head to try and catch a glimpse of her.  Instead you remain perfectly still while she runs her fingers through your hair and gently moves them over your face, feeling your eyes, nose and lips, almost as if she were a blind person ‘seeing’ you for the first time.  Her fingers move from your face to your ears and then she starts gently massaging your shoulders.  You shiver at her touch and feel your spine tingling.  You are almost in heaven.  As she puts more pressure into her hands, being firmer with the massage, you can feel all the tension in your muscles fade away. And then a kiss on the back of your neck!  God but does this woman know how to torment you and you still haven’t seen her face yet!

 

And as you now find out, you are not going to.  Not at the present time anyway.  Before you have time to react a leather hood is pulled quickly down over your head, laced up tightly at the back, the strap pulled tight round your neck and locked shut with a small padlock.  Even if your hands are free you can’t pull the hood off.  Panic sets in as you realise you can’t see, your hearing is almost cut off and you can’t open your mouth.  All your senses have been cut off.  Your mind is in turmoil as you wonder why she has done this to you.  Although you were helpless before you feel even more so now.  You are completely at her mercy.  You won’t be able to see or hear her approaching you.  You can’t even open your mouth.  The only thing the hood will allow you to do is breathe.  What if she intends to leave the hood on you forever?  If you can’t eat or drink you will die!  Is that what she intends?  A slow and agonising death for you!

 

Her hands return to massaging your neck and shoulders.  As her warm gentle hands continue to caress you, you calm down and your breathing and heart rate return to normal.  You are also able to think more clearly.  If she intended to starve you to death, she wouldn’t have spent £150,000 on you and she wouldn’t have bothered to feed you either.  You know she wants you hooded for a reason and assume it is one of the kinky things she likes doing to her slave.  A guy wearing naval uniform, obviously once an Officer with men under his command, chained, hooded and helpless before her has to be a major turn on for her.  Once you realise that you are not about to die and that this is obviously how she ‘gets off’ you decide that you will put your trust in her.

 

As if she senses your acceptance of what is happening to you, she moves in front of you and you feel a zip being pulled across the hood.  The zip covers the mouth area and once it is undone you are able to open your mouth.  Not very wide but enough to be able to eat and drink, and if allowed – to speak.  You are so relieved and surprised when you suddenly feel her lips on yours.  She’s kissing you! You are too stunned to respond to her kiss and just accept her probing tongue into your mouth, and around your lips.  You realise at this moment that your life is going to be exciting and unpredictable.  This woman is something else!!!  Ok so she is not the Mistress that you have given your heart to, but you sure as hell will do your best to serve her obediently and without hesitation.  After all you made that promise to me when I let you go, and you will honour that promise until the day you die.

 

With that thought in your mind you allow yourself to be led back to the bed and chained down.  This time you are not chained in such a restrictive way.  The hobble chain is left on and a longer chain is attached to one ankle with the other end secured to one corner of the bed.  The leash on your collar is secured to the headboard, and your arms are left secured behind your back.  Then with another kiss on your lips the zip is closed and your mouth is sealed inside the hood once more.

 

You silently thank her for not tying you in a spread-eagle, and you wonder if the loose way you have been chained is a reward for not turning around earlier to try and look at your new Mistress.  After some tossing and turning you decide the most comfortable position to lie in is on your stomach.  You try to sleep but fail as your mind is racing with lots of questions about your new Mistress and imagining what your life is going to be like from now on.

 

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The touch of her hand on your back makes you jump.  Wearing the hood you had no idea she had returned to the room.  Still lying on your stomach you feel the sensation of ropes being trailed across your back.  She is using them to tease you.  You know with absolute certainty that she is going to tie you up with them.  Well here it comes you think.  She is obviously into bondage in a big way, but putting your trust in her you don’t try and struggle as she removes the chain from your wrist cuffs and binds your wrists tightly together with rope.  Uncuffing your ankles and removing your trousers she repeats the process with your ankles and flips you onto your back where pulling your ball sac downwards to stretch it she ties thinner rope around it, underneath the ring locking the chastity tube to your cock.  Flipping you back onto your stomach the thin rope is brought between your legs.  At this point you become concerned.  You hope that she isn’t planning on ripping your balls off! But although she tugs on the rope so that it pulls your balls partly back through your legs making you groan inside the mask, she doesn’t pull on the rope tight enough to cause too much pain.  The rope is however, pulled up between your arse cheeks and tied off to your wrists.  The sensation of your balls being stretched between your legs and the rope sitting snugly against your arsehole is strange.  It is uncomfortable but not painful, and for some reason you find it strangely erotic.  Now you are becoming really concerned.  Hell if you are enjoying this, does that make you a pervert or just kinky like your new Mistress appears to be?

 

You don’t have much time to think about it as your Mistress has not yet finished tying you up.  Taking another length of rope she ties it across the rope round your ankles and pulls it forcing your legs backwards towards your wrists.  The rope is tied to your wrists and then passed through a D ring at the back of your slave collar.  The leash is removed from the collar just before she pulls the rope tight forcing your head backwards before tying it off.  Jesus!. You know this is a hogtie because I have forced you into one before, but you don’t remember it being this tight! You really hope she doesn’t intend to leave you trussed up like this for too long.  You are finding it difficult to breathe as the slave collar is forced against your throat.  Trying to relieve it you push your head forward, only to force your ankles and wrists higher up your back, causing extreme pain to your balls as the rope attached to them is tightened when your wrists are forced upwards.

 

Grunting inside the mask you desperately try to communicate to your Mistress that you are struggling to breathe and are in pain.  But you get no response to your groaning and you wonder if she has left the room.  You know you have no choice but to accept the hogtie and slowly calm down.  It might be difficult to breathe but you are not being strangled.  You believe that she wouldn’t leave you in a position where you might accidentally die so you make an effort to control your breathing, restricted though it is.  After maybe five minutes when your breathing is under control you feel her hands on you, gently moving you so that you are lying on your side.  So she didn’t leave you alone.  You realise that she was probably testing you to see if you trusted her.

 

It seems that you have passed the test and your trust is to be rewarded as you feel her hand touch your balls and then the cock cage being lifted off.  Her hands caress your cock, nails gently scraping along the shaft and around the head.  Then her fingers close around the head and slowly start pulling the foreskin up and down over the sensitive head.  Her strokes become firmer as your cock increases in size.  It doesn’t take long before it is standing to attention, like a soldier on parade.  As her hand continues to slide slowly up and down your cock you are so horny you try and hump her hand.  Trying to thrust your hips forwards and backwards when in a hogtie is not easy!

 

Sensing your frustration she laughs, although you can’t hear her, but deciding you have waited long enough she lies down beside you with her back to your chest and ‘spooning’ herself to snuggle up against you with one leg raised and resting over your leg to open herself up for you she slides herself onto your cock, using her hand to guide your cock inside her.  It’s not very easy for her to fuck you while lying on her side, especially when you can’t make any thrusting movements to help her but it doesn’t take much after so long without sex to make you ready to cum.  You know that you must never ever cum inside your Mistress unless given permission, but although you try and signal to her that you are on the verge of shooting your load, she obviously can’t understand the unintelligible noises coming from inside the hood.  It’s impossible for you to hold back while she continues to wriggle around with your cock inside her and so unable to control yourself any longer you shoot load after load into her.

 

Shit, now you’re in trouble.  But amazingly instead of the stinging slap to your cock and balls that you expected she simply unties the rope attached to your collar so that you can breathe more easily and climbs off the bed, leaving you lying in a less painful hogtie.

 

Just as your legs start to cramp she comes back to release you.  First she removes the rope connecting your wrists and ankles, allowing you to stretch out your arms and legs, your arms carefully though, as your balls are still tied to them.  While you are stretching your limbs she again cleans your cock and removing the rope from your rather tender balls she encases your cock in the cage once more.  You hate that damned chastity device and can’t believe it when she puts it back on.  You hope that the fuck you just had wasn’t the only one you are going to get while not wearing it.  You know that your Mistress is capable of pleasuring herself with your cock still enclosed in it, and realise that you will probably only be allowed to feel your cock inside her if you really please her in your efforts to be a good slave.  You immediately resolve to do as much as you can to make her happy.  The less time your cock is in that cage the better!

 

Chaining your wrists in front of you, she removes the rope from your ankles and puts a pair of extremely tight fitting black lycra running shorts on you. The leash is attached to your slave collar and you are led slowly back down one flight of stairs and into another room – the living room.  A tug downwards on your leash indicates that you are to kneel on the floor.  You do so and immediately adopt the submissive slave position; knees wide apart sitting back on your heels and head bowed.  This appears to please her, as you get another pat on the head.  Then she gently nudges the side of your leg.  You are not sure what is expected of you, but thinking she may want you to stand up, you start to rise, but her hands on your shoulders push you back down.  So you try sitting with your legs crossed.  This was obviously the right move as she pats you on the head again. 

 

You cannot believe what happens next.  First of all she places something over your head that rests against your ears.  You wonder what an earth it is, thinking that perhaps it is ear defenders to completely block your hearing.  Then she takes your hands from behind your head and in one hand she puts an ice cold can.  You are so startled at its coldness you almost drop it.  The mouth of the hood is unzipped and she raises your hand towards your mouth confirming that you may drink the contents of the can.  Then startling you again you suddenly hear people talking. It sounds like a radio programme.  As you strain to adjust to hearing this unexpected noise you realise it is a radio commentary in Dutch of a football game, and not just any old game either.  It is the final of the World Cup and the Netherlands are playing England.  In your time of slavery you had forgotten that the World Cup was on.  Even if you were permitted to speak you would have been speechless.  Your wonderful new Mistress has today not only fucked you and allowed you to cum inside her; she is allowing you to listen to the final of the World Cup in which your own country is playing, and drink a can of beer!!!!  Perhaps life with your new owner will not be so bad after all. 

 

You understand that she is showing you the rewards you may obtain if you serve her faithfully and to the best of your ability and beyond.  You know that without a doubt you will strive for perfection in your servitude to her.  If she punishes you, you know that it will be a punishment that is deserved and not meted out for her sadistic pleasure.  As much as you love me and would also serve me to the best of your ability, you know that no matter how much you did for me I would never in a million years allow you to listen to a football match let alone watch one.  You know how much I hate it.  Although you still want to be a free man and hope one day that that will happen, you will accept the ownership of your body and soul to this woman for as long as she desires it, without complaint.

 

While you sit there still in awe of what she has given you, she sits there smiling.  She knows how to get you exactly where she wants you.  Soon you will be eating out of her hand – possibly even literally, and all thoughts of freedom, which she knows you still want, will disappear.  The violent approach didn’t work, but this way will.  It won’t be long before you become the perfect slave, and willingly too.