So now you are mine…

I think I may have found something worth keeping. I want him more each time and its never enough….

He said he likes my boots and wishes I would greet him one day wearing only them.

‘Oh I have better boots for that.’

I say, picturing the perfect ones. His eyes light up. He has only had a taste of that side of me which you guys are growing to know so well. He has no idea…..

I had just popped round for a tea on my way home.

‘You can be cruel.’ you said as I kised you.

Sitting at your desk. I am standimg over you. Yours legs between mine, your hands gripping the arms of your chair as if you may take off, save from your will to remain grounded.

‘I know. But you need it sometimes and it’s good for us.’

I say this with one hand against the back of the chair and the other holding your already growing cock, over your bulging trousers.

‘You don’t deserve me today. But I do feel like teasing you.’

Kissing your neck I unbutton my pink blouse revealing my red lace bra.

‘You can suck my nipples, you know I like that. Such a hungry mouth.’

I think about your next reward if you manage to be patient…

Those boots will work well with my bodysuit. Your mouth will look so good between my pink netted thighs….

Such a beautiful man. I imagine you with a leash and my nipples harden.

‘What are you thinking about? I can feel your body…Miss?’

‘Your leash’ I reply. ‘How you would look and what I intend to do with you…. Would you like to know?’

‘Yes please Miss. I guess on my hands and knees?’

‘Of course!’ I whisper a scene in your ear and you suck my breasts, your hands holding them together as you lick between them intensely.

‘I’d arch my back and you’d recieve me with your mouth. Sucking me in until I pull your leash. You stop, your face inches from my wet pussy. I start to drip and you moan. No one makes me as wet as you do. So very clearly turned on by your task.’

‘Who do you belong to?’ I’d ask

Your reply makes me squirt all over your face. I surprise myself. Your face so proud it would be rude not to rub myself in it. I feel a tremor begin as a deep need to pour myself over you overwhelms me. I pull you and you eagerly lap up your reward. I’d rest my legs on your shoulders. You would smell and feel the leather against your neck. Wouldn’t that be a treat?’

‘Fuck yes Miss, I am yours.’

‘Well, a few weeks will be worth the wait won’t it?’

I button my blouse and straighten my skirt preparing to leave. You remain seated.

‘Try not to miss me too much.’

I kiss your cheek and close the door.


Before we meet…

The amount of times you think about touching yourself will increase. It must be psychological. The idea of what is to come seems to propel some potential puppys into the most raging hard ons at inopportune moments.

On your way to work as you daydream about how I could taste. In the middle of a meeting when you wonder if I will like the gift you chose. Or perhaps the next time your phone buzzes in your pocket as you wait in anticipation of my next message.

You seem like the kind of puppy that will need to be kept on a leash for quite some time before training starts to settle you into your place.

You said you wanted to be mine, begged to be my pet. Remember that.

I have a task for one who has yet to read this. I look forward to seeing how this will progress. If he has been paying attention it will show and we will meet.

Our appointment

I call you as I head to your place. I’m 20 minutes away.

‘Get ready for me. Make sure you are in the appropriate state when I arrive’

Just hearing the words come out makes me wet. I don’t have much time today but I need a release and you are just the right person for the job. As I arrive at your flat I can feel my juices against the fabric of my underwear and top of my thighs.

When the door opens it’s clear that you are naked as expected. Such a beautiful man especially as you fall to your knees. I lift my dress and stroke my wet thighs, with my juiced hand I hold the side of your face and you instantly try to lick my hand.

SLAP! ‘Hey you are usually such a well behaved boy what do gou think you are doing?’

‘I’m sorry Mistress, the scent of you is intoxicating, I couldn’t help myself.’

I take my panties off infront of you and stuff them into your mouth. Slapping you a little more and pushing your shoulders back I lay you in the floor and sit in your face.

The sensation of my skin overwhelms your senses. I rub my soaked pussy in your face. I know not being able to taste me with your tongue is driving you crazy.

‘Should have been good pet. You could be tasting me right now instead of second hand through my panties’.

I push your arms above your head and grind my hot wetness all over your glistening face. I enjoy hearing your groans both lustful and painful as you attempt to open your mouth for even the slightest taste. Your body begins to dance in time with mine. Your dick is fucking the air as if it contains the echo of my pussy, I’m sure you are fantasizing about more than just tasting me right now. I push a finger deep inside me and then trace the outline of your cock.

‘Are you going to be a good boy now?’

You nod as best you can underneath me. Removing the panties I say

‘Make yourself a drink.’

You thank me and immediately start by sucking my clit. You know how much I love feeling your mouth around me. I hold your head down as you roll your tongue over my lips and push into my wet hole.

‘Suck again puppy, its pulsing. I’m so close’

You obey like it’s the most important task you have ever been given.

‘Every last drop remember?’

Fuck it feels good as the intensity rises and I feel the release. As the pleasure of the moment fades I give you a few minutes to recover.

‘Be a darling and get me a mocha before I have to go.’

You get up and head to the bathroom

‘Where are you going?’

‘To wash my face Miss’

‘Uh uh. Get dressed you can do that when you return.’

You smile putting on your jeans and t-shirt as you head to the door. Such a good boy I think to myself.

I thought of you 

As he pounded into me and even before.  He knows another makes me so very wet just from his words. He asks me of you as he rubs my juices over my engorged clit. Why does he do this to you? I wanna be mad but you feel so fucking good right now.  

‘Feeling your  walls closing in as my cock is getting drenched makes it hard to be jealous right now. You know I need this from you, I’m never letting you go?’

Moving my hips in  time to your thrust I reply. 

‘He does for me what you do not. He will lick me clean after this. With his little dick leaking as he does it and he loves me for it.’

Hearing this makes you harden despite your look of disapproval. I kiss you and pull you downward back on the floor.  Lowering myself slowly onto your face.

‘I will be much less gentle with him. Grinding my cun filled pussy in his face’. 

You moan and suck on my clit. Rubbing with your tongue. Then pushing your tongue deep into the source of my wetness. 

‘Please let me fuck you. I am so in need. I want him to know you are mine.’

I laugh and you look hurt. I move myself lower down your body leaving a trail of juice. You slap my clit with the tip of your dick and kiss my nipples. 

I bounce on the tip until he arches his back to fill me. I can feel him wanting to prove himself to me. Keep himself in my memory. I dance on his dick taking all its length rocking to our own rythym. 

‘You love that another wants me and I always come back to you. Don’t you?’

‘Yes. At times I hate it but I love knowing you are desired & still choose me. I’ll let him know that every lick is the result of how I filled and marked you. ‘

I love it when you become primal and lustfull. Grunting as you push deeper. Your grip on me tightening. 

‘I want all of it lover fill me and cover me. Let him be grateful for what he receives. ‘

At that you do as can be seen. Such a good boy for me and you still get to play alpha. Kinda!

Time for pet to get to work….

The exhibition

We arranged to take a day off to spend together in our own special way. You booked a hotel to ensure our privacy as we seek to explore a hidden part of ourselves.

The week before I asked you to purchase some items and bring them with you.  The thought of a face dildo  and riding crop in your bag, makes you nervous and excited at the same time as you wait for me in the cafe bar, unsure of what to expect, yet safe in the knowledge that although Owner has a cruel streak, she appreciates you too much to cause you too much harm.

A whole day with my pet is quite a treat for both of us. I have an exhibition I’ve wanted to see at the Jack Bell Gallery for a while and this would be the perfect way to do it.  I choose my clothing as carefully as I have chosen yours. On this day I wear a blue body stocking with a black cincher under my rather formal charcoal dress…  After our afternoon drink we proceed to the gallery where I intend to tease you. We both know you are aching to see my plans for you once we are alone, which adds another dimension to the trip…

Each time I take a step the side split of my dress reveals the lace top of my holdups and the smallest hint of my beautiful dark chocolate thighs, just enough to make you warm and wonder what kind of panties I’m wearing, if at all. 

You once said you like to be made to feel weak by your desire. Let’s see if that is the case in public where you are expected to conduct yourself like a man.  Although you will always be my boy in private, I’m not about displaying our dynamic to the public. 

The gallery space is large and echos our footsteps. ‘Did you bring the items I asked for?’

‘Yes Miss Evie’ you reply quietly, avoiding eye contact, yet staring at my legs, hoping for another glimpse.

‘Great. I’m sure we will enjoy ourselves then. Especially me!’

A slight smile passes your lips. 
I drop my sunglasses and ask you to pick them up. As you kneel down to reach them I step on your hand and hear a suprised gasp emit your lips. I can see you are getting excited. My lovely little puppy. I’m going to make you melt…

I look forward to tying you up and trying out our new toys, this is going to be a wonderful day.

There is one mixed media piece I really like looking at. I wonder if you see the same things I do when you view it? 

‘I’ll be back in a moment, don’t move. Not even an inch…’

‘Yes Miss, as you wish’. 

Something about the way you say that always makes me tingle. I walk to the loo and remove my panties. The excitement of the day shows on my lace panties as you will soon find out. I’m so wet my juices are practically dripping down my thighs. After a tidy up I slide my forefinger over my sensitive clit and enjoy the feeling between my fingers. 

Stepping back out into the space I find you just as I left you. 

‘ I think I know why you  like this one so much Miss…..’

Your voice starts to trail off as I trace your lips with my fingers. 

‘You were saying?’ I ask

‘Can we go now please?’



You offer it up to me on our first encounter. But do you really mean it or is the thought of what you want causing you to say things you may later regret?

Sometimes I can feel how a situation may progress & if they are worth my time, those are the ones I’m willing to take a chance on. 

They show a sense of understanding their place from the outset through a genuine desire to please me. Not just sexually because I need to know you first, but in a social setting. Making an effort to demonstrate their willingness to serve through their actions and use of language is not always as easy as it sounds.

But in the initial stages it’s the effort that I’m looking for. Show me that you have been paying attention and my reservations will fade away. We both have much to learn but that’s all part of the journey. 

Would you like to take the ride with me?


I don’t really feel like talking to you today I just need your mouth on me. Lie on your back, arms outstretched over your head. I will be tying them to the post, this way I can play with your cock and slap it when you move.  

I’m going to smother that pretty boy face of yours, rubbing my beautifully rounded arse in it. Fuck, I am so slippery wet it will be easy to make you shine and hear you moan.  In fact I may tease my clit over your face just enough to soak my fingers so I can circle the tip of of your now twitching cock.  

‘You are not going to start wriggling are you? What’s that I can’t hear a word you are saying hehehe.’

I can feel your body tensing up as I slide my juices along the shaft of your hardened cock with my fingers. I like the way it jumps as I circle the tip.  You are starting to drip and fighting the urge to sway your hips in time with my movement 

‘Open your mouth pet I want to give you something.’

As I cum into your mouth and down your throat you can’t seem to stop yourself trying to thrust against my hand, the air anything.  You are starting to forget your place and turning into a hungry greedy sub which is a nono.  SLAP.

Your moaning intensifies beneath me and I use your nose to tickle my rosebud quickly realising I want more as my pussy starts to throb.

Fingering myself as you enthusiastically tongue fuck my arse feels gloriously delicious.  I know I will need to cum several more times until I am satisfied, you know there will be more slapping to come…