Submissive Satin Slave – 6 · Part 2 (2/2)
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James jerked his hand back and stood up. "I'm…. sor… sorrry," he strutted out, almost near tears.
Sally spoke in a softer more gentle tone now as she looked deep into her husbands dewy eyes. "It's okay, this time. I realize we are still learning the rules. But you must always remember, Janie, my body is mine, not yours. I'll tell you when and where you can touch me. And more importantly, Janie dear, your body is mine, too. It now belong to me. To do with as I please, to use for my pleasure, whatever and however I decide that might be. Do you understand?"
She could see that he was starting to shake. She knew this would be the first real test of power she held over him. Would he submit to what she was demanding of him or was the game over with for good. She was nervous, but tried not to let it show as she waited for his answer. He had closed his eyes and his body shook with another slight trembling.
"I asked you a question, Janie!" she asked sharply. Praying silently that he would capitulate and surrender his manhood to her.
There was silence, the James quitely muttered "I understand," his eyes downcast, his head bowed in submission to his wife and now new mistress.
"You understand what?" she asked demandingly.
She had won! and she was going to relish the days, weeks, months, even years that lay ahead. She decided to start Janie's training immediately by subjecting her to a shave. It would make Janie look and feel even more like a female she thought. And it would be a good first test to prove she was his Mistress. She would decide later how to punish her sex toy if he disobeyed her. Now right she wanted to hear from his own mouth that he was her.
She glared at him adding "And speak clearly, don't mumble. Tell me what it is that you understand, Janie?"
Not taking his eyes from the floor, James spoke in a low but distinctly clear voice. "I understand that I am not to touch you unless you tell me to, and that I am here for you service and pleasure," he stated.
"Good! Very good, Janie dear. Those weren't my exact words but it's close enough," Sally beamed. "For being such a good girl and understanding what I said, you may lick my pussy. But just for a moment! I'm hungry and you must make my dinner. We can discuss discipline and punishments and the other rules after I eaten, but right now I want you to have your reward. Come Janie, kiss and lick my cunt!"
"Thank you," James whispered as he sat down and moved between her now widely spread legs. He lowered his face to her crotch. He knew she was aroused and horny. He could smell the strong pungent odor of her sex.
Sally reachd down with both hands and spread the outter lips of her vagina open for him. She could feel his hot breath on her now exposed clitoris. The sensitive galn was now swollen and extended from it's proctive hood. And she watched with a sparkle in her eyes as Janie, her new submissive sissy slave, extended his tongue ready to pay homage to her, his Dominate Mistress.
James put his tongue between the hot pink lips and licked up and down the fragrant crack. He started to lay down between her spread thighs so he could drive his tongue into her hot wet hole, but she pushed his head abruptly away.
"That, enough for now Janie!," she gasped. "You can have some more after dinner perhaps. If you serve me properly and the meal is delicious I may let you make me cum. Now hurry back to the kitchen and make sure you don't burn anything."
James looked longingly at the wet, open slit, and inhaled the sexy, musky odor, wanting to taste her sweet cream and to make her cum. But he knew it was not to be. Slowly he got up and make his way toward the kitchen.
Sally was overjoyed at how things were going. She was so excited she just had to cum. She began to play with her breasts, pinching and squeezing her nipples with one hand while the other furiously manipulated her clitty. Within minutes her body was rack with a gut wrenching orgasm. As her climax subsided she lay there complicating her next move. She was new at this dominance and submission thing. She decided to play this new and exciting game by ear until she could check out a few adult store and clubs in town.
In the kitchen James's cock throbbed in his new panties and hose. He felt sexy and feminine as he moved about the kitchen in his high heels. He was preparing Sally's favorite casserole to put in the oven. It was almost ready and he was hoping she would be pleased enough to allow him eat her again when she tasted it. Popping the dish in the oven, he set the timer. After fixing the salad and setting the table for one, he went back to check and see if Sally needed another martini.
"Is dinner ready?" Sally asked when James walked into the room.
"I just put it in the oven," he told her. "It'll take about forty five minutes. I thought I'd come see if you wanted anything. How about another martini."
"That's very thoughtful of you, dear," Sally smiled but then frowned saying. Janie, honey, you're addressing me as if we were equals. I'm a superior female and you only a mere panty-waist of a sissy who must always treat their better's with the proper respect they deserve. You must address all females as Ma'am or Miss and their given names, unless I tell you otherwise. Do you think you can remember that from now on, dear? Now who am I, Janie?"
James quickly bowed his head and spoke softly. "You're Ma'am or Miss Sally and I am to confer such titles to all women, unless you say otherwise."
"That's a good girl, Janie!" Sally praised as she patted his thigh, then brushed her hand over the bulge inside his panties. "And to answer the question you ask a moment ago. 'No, booze is not what I want.' If we've got forty five minutes, I can think of something better to do. Take your clothes off!"
James's heart as well as his dick jumped. He knew she was horny, but he hadn't expected her to let him fuck her until bed time, and then only after he had licked her to several orgasms. If she did allowed him intercourse it would probably be with her on top just like the week-end. At that moment it really did matter how they fuck, just as long as they did. His dick ached and he needed to cum.
He quickly pulled the slip over his head, unhooked the bra and let it fall to the floor. He pushed the panties and hose down his legs in one motion. Hastily sitting on the end of the bed, he kicked the high heels off, his hose and panties following. He was crawling up the bed on all fours to lie beside her.
Sally jumped quickly off the bed and shouted angrily. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
Collapsing on the bed he slowly turned and faced her. His voice was quivering and shaky as he pleaded. "I though this was what you wanted!"
He covered his eyes with his forearm as he waited to see what she would do? She had mentioned disciple and punishments earlier and now he was suddenly scared and frighten? He could not tolerate pain and his mind was picturing unthinkable tortures she could inflict on him.
"Well, it's not!" she spat. "Have you forgotten already, that I'm the one who decides when and where you are allowed to touch me, you stupid little cunt."
"No! Ma'am. I did forget," he began to plead. "It's just that I though…."
Before he could finished Sally decided that she should really establish herself as Janie's Mistress so she began before he could say another word.
"You stupid little bitch. You don't think, you obey! l will do the thinking for the both of us. Do I make my clear? Now answer me and don't forget the titles of respect we just discussed?"
"Yes, Ma'am, it's clear," James responded meekly then added. "It won't ever happen again Miss Sally." Choking back a sob he began to plead "Please! Don't be angry with me! I promise I'll do better, pleassseee don't beat me!"
Pulling him to a sitting position she sat down beside him and put her arms around his waist hugging him. "I'm not angry Janie, I'm not going to beat you. I'm just a little upset, that you forget the rules we discussed, so soon. You must remember always that I'm the true lady and you're not allowed to touch without permission. I will say when and how and you will obey. Now give me a kiss on the cheek to show me you're sorry. I forgive you this time. We'll pretend this never happened, OK?. Now come on Janie, give me a kiss, show me that you understand and will obey the rules."
James turned and quickly kissed her cheek.
"Good girl" Sally said as James again lowered his head. Cupping his chin in her palm she raised his head and stared into his teary eyes. Using her thumb she traced around his now damp lips saying. "That's my good girl. You understand now don't you? You're going to be my sweet obedient little girl aren't you?."
James nodded his head up and down as she held his head in her tight grip.
"Good, that's good darling! I'm very proud of you! We'll talk about methods of disciplining Janie for her mistakes and disobience later. Right now, though, I want you to go into the bathroom. We're going to shave off all this ugly hair." Reaching down she playfully tugged some of the strands of hair on his hairy chest. "Your legs and underarms need to be taken care of too. We can decide about your pubic hair after we see how the rest of you looks."
James's head snapped up and he looked at her with disbelief at what she had just said. He cried out, "You want me to shave my body?"
"Yes!" Sally stated flatly. "I shave my legs and underarms, it's one of the things women do to look pretty. You must start taking better care of yourself, Janie, dear. Girls can't be lazy and neglectful and expect to look sexy and beautiful. Now can they!. Come on, now. Let's go to the bathroom. I'll help you this first time."
"But, Sally, honey, I don't think I want to go that far," He protested weakly as she pulled him toward the bathroom. "How will I change clothes at the club after I play golf?"
"That will pose a problem I guess. But it's your problem though not mine." she said simply. "You'll either have to tell them that you're a pussy whipped panty-waist wimp named Janie, or you'll have to stop changing there. Or better yet just stop going there. You're not a very good at the game anyway."
James wanted to protest more. But Sally didn't give him a chance. She got out his electric razor out and put it's bread trimming attachment on.
"Now stand still and let me use this to get most of the hair off," she said. "Then you can get in the tub and use a regular razor to make yourself really smooth and sexy."
James was shaking his head no and backing up toward the door pleading. "No! NO! Pleaseee, Baby don't do this. Don't do this to me." He reached for the doorknob.
Sally spun him around pushing him hard against the door and slapped his face with her open palm ordering harshly. "Obey me bitch! Now do as I say. Stand perfectly still or I whip your ass good." She was somewhat surprised by her own action, but determinded to see it through. She would have what she wanted, A SEX SLAVE, to use and abuse for her pleasure. Or James would take back control of their sex lives.
James was shocked but almost even more excited that he was during the week- end. Sally was being even more forceful and dominate than she was then. His cock jerked at the thoughts of having his buttocks thrashed and pre-cum was starting to bubble from the slit in head of his dick.
He heard the buzz of the razor. Looking down he watched as Sally ran the razor across his chest. Big clumps of his hairs were falling on the floor. His skin tingled as the vibrating razor moved over him. He raised his arms on command so she could trim the dark tufts of hair under them. His cock which was now jutting out from his middle, jerked and bobbed up and down as she ran the buzzing razor over his legs. He was afraid he'd ejaculate and shoot his load of cum on her pretty face when she started using the humming razor to trim his thick, curly public patch.
Sally noted that his cock head was leaking pre-cum and smiled with satisfaction that he was accepting and getting excited at what she was doing to him. She carefully used her thumb and forefinger to hold his hot steel rod out of the way, as she trimmed his pubic hair into a small feminine oval. She left the dark hairs extremely short, they barely covered his pubic bone.
"You're looking better already, Janie," she smiled as she stood and turned the razor off. "Now clean up all that hair on the floor before you get in the tub. Do you want me to help you finish shaving?"
"I think you should," he replied as he looked down at almost denuded body and the hair littering the floor. "Especially my legs."
Submissive Satin Slave – 6 · Part 2 (2/2)
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