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How do I start my story? How did I get here?
I had just graduated from college. I wasn't a virgin but I didn't have a lot
of experience either. I had sleep with a few girls during college but not
many. I did manage to graduate with a 3.75 GPA. I got a great engineering
job before I finished school. I spend the first 3 weeks of June in new hire
training, and then I loaded up everything I own in to a small U-haul and
move to companies Nashville office.
My first few weeks in Nashville pretty unexciting I worked, ate and worked,
I did make a few friends at the office. The first Friday night we all got
our first real paycheck we went out to celebrate. Of course we went to the
local country western bar, what else is there in Nashville. The first thing
I saw as I walk in the doors was Christine. I had seen her in the lobby and
in the elevator several times in the last couple weeks. She was the most
striking women I've every seen. I watched one guy after another hit on her.
They were batting zero. I never did get the never to try to talk to her that
night.
Monday morning I made it a point watch for her in the lobby. My god this
creature works in the building there must be some way I can get to meet her.
I spend the next 5 days stocking her, you know in a nice way. She was
partner at one of the law firms in the building. I guessed her to close to
30. Shoulder length auburn hair. I hadn't been able to get close enough to
see what color eyes but I was sure they were amazing. She stood close to 6
feet tall. Always worn heals so she tower over most men. She worn a size 6,
yes I followed her in to the store. It didn't seem to matter what she worn
it looked great.
I spent all week building up the courage to talk to her on Friday. Thank god
she was at the same club the next week. After a couple of hour I worked up
the never get close enough to speak to her.
I fumbled out a "hi" she didn't respond. My heart paused what if she didn't
talk to me? I tried a again, " Miss Christine can I get you something from
the bar" Oh god I called her Miss Christine would she know I heard a
co-worker call her that. I prepared to crawl off. She responded with martini
would be nice. I smile and hurry off to get her a martini. I wasn't sure
what got her attention but I was happy. When I return I presented her with
the drink. I handed her the drink and she said thank you and I responded
with "your welcome Miss Christine". I thought I did it again. She said I was
a very respectful young man. I thanked her. I was at a total loss as what to
do next. I can't believe I was even standing here talking to her. She looked
me over very closely it almost felt like she was look at a new car. Not a
word she just looking up and down my body then she told be turn a round. I
don't know why but I did. I could feel her eye looking at me. She said to
turn a round again.
She asks, "How did you know my name?"
I responded I work in the same building and heard it there.
She smiled, "how many days following me up the elevator did that take?"
Oh God she noticed me following her. "Madam it only took 2 days."
She asked, "How old are you?"
"23" I responded.
"Well 23 I'm leaving at 11 pm meet me a the front door I want to talk to you
some more then." My heart raced I couldn't believe it. And she added, "don't
get drunk!"
I moved away, but I didn't take my eyes off her all evening. I watched from
afar as she effortless moved from one group. She seemed to be the center of
the active in the room.
At a 10:30 I was waiting by the front door. As she walked out of the club
she gestured for me to follow. We walked backing to the parking garage to a
new nice new BMW. She pined me between the door and her body and kissed and
used her hands to explore my body. She blocked any attempt by me to explore
her. After few minutes she unbuttoned my shirt. She stood back and inspected
me again.
"Get in the car"' were the only words out of her mouth. I of course jump in.
As we drove up to her home she was slowing exploring my body and having me
remove my clothes one piece at a time. By the time we reach her house I was
nude in the front set. I can't tell you how afraid that made me feel but
somehow Christine seem to assure me it was ok.
The car parked in the driveway. Christine got out and ask if I was coming
in, I reach to the back seat were my clothes were she said, "You won't need
them tonight." I got out of her car nude and followed her to the
well-lighted front door. I was afraid to look around and see who could see
me.
She led me to the most amazing master bedroom, large window over looking the
river and the city lights. There was large raised bed on the far end of the
room. Christine looked at me and smiled. "23 sit on the foot stool I'll be
right out."
A few minutes later she came out a beautiful flowing black nightgown. It was
stunning. Christine sat on the loveseat next to the footstool I was setting
on. " 23 you know why you're here?"
"No Madam I don't"
"Because you're a respectful young man"
"Yea Madam"
"23, I like the way you refer to me as Madam or Miss Christine"
I started to tell her my name was Scott but before I got pass the, "my name
is", she stopped me.
"I'm going to call you 23." Then she kissed me. I did seem to carrying any
more what she called me.
"Yes, madam"
She pulled my hands to her breast, I spent the next hour suckling and
licking her breast, she was teaching me exactly the way she wanted them
touch. It was amazing the way her body responded when my lips touched her
nipples.
She then guide my head between her legs.. For more instruction my tongue and
lips were almost numb. When I felt her body start to tremble. Started to
move up between her legs but she used her feet to hold me in position. I
moved my tongue and lip around her clit and pussy as she instructed. First I
could feel her toes and feet arch, then the muscles in leg and hip tighten.
I would taste the flood running out of her pussy. Her orgasm seemed to last
for 15 or 20 minutes. I had never seen a woman come so hard or long.
She shifted my head to her thigh loving said, "With some practice you'll get
better at that." Thought by god it gets better.
I licked her to two more orgasm that evening. I had stiffest longest
erection of my live. Miss Christine had me follow her to the bathroom were
she showed my how to fill her giant roman tub. I reach down for my erection
to make sure she noticed it. She gently moved my hand back to the assignment
of fixing her a bath. I must have frowned or something because she asked if
my erection was problem for me.
I respond in the positive. Miss Christine opened bottom drawer and remove a
blue hand towel and some other items it couldn't see, she placed towel over
my erection. As I stood facing the mirror Miss Christine stood behind me,
she bend me over the counter top, I could feel something pressing on my anal
opening. I hurt as it entered. After several long second I felt my spinster
muscles closing on the object. It seemed to be well held in place. Miss
Christine told me to relax and not move for a few minutes I would get more
comfortable with the plug in short time and she left the room.
When she returned I was getting adjusted to the plug. As she let me stand up
I realized how long it must be. I had trouble straightening up. I could feel
the pressure it was putting on my prostate, I would feel the pre-cum being
forced out of my body. Miss Christine stood behind we and whispered in my
ear she always wants me to remember when I cum for her. She grasped by
erection on about the third or forth stroke my muscle began to contract and
the cum was exploding on the blue towel. It was a mix of joy for orgasm and
the pain to the plug in my rectum. Miss Christine squeezed my balls and
prostate to get out very drop. Without the massive need to cum the pressure
of the butt plug turned very uncomfortable. I was happy when she had me bend
back over the counter. I wanted to reach back and remove the intruder from
my anus but some how I knew I needed to wait for Miss Christine or her
permission. A few minute later I felt Miss Christine reach for my penis and
balls for behind. She placed a leather cock and ball separator around them.
She said it would help control my erection some. Just after she snapped the
strap in place she removed the plug. I didn't get to see is before she
placed it back in the bottom drawer. The release of pressure was a great
relief. Miss Christine gave we a few minutes to use the toilet.
After that I gave her a bath. I washed everything for toe to tip of her
hair. I rapped her in a big terry robe. I towel dried her hair.
Miss Christine then walked me still nude to the front door. "23 are you
staying the night are going home?" She opened the door my clothes, shoes,
keys, cell phone and wallet were sitting on the bench on the porch.
"Miss Christine may I stay the night please?"
"Yes, 23 get your stuff off the bench and bring it in the house." When I
return a drawer in the closet was open for me to place my belongings.
I follow Miss Christine back to the master bedroom. She gave me a pillow and
blanket a directed me to the love seat.
Just before I lay down she asked, "23 are you planning on masturbating
tonight?"
"Yes, madam I think I was." I said looking at my feet hoping it would not
meet with too much disapprove.
"I thought so." She said bending me over the back of the love seat. "I don't
want any mess around the bedroom so I brought your blue towel." Then I felt
the intruder starting to enter my anus. "I still want your orgasms to be
memorable, please limit yourself to two orgasms tonight." It seems to take a
long time to get the plug in place. "Lay down when you fell like you can
move comfortably "
I limited myself to one orgasm; it just took to much effort to move with the
plug in my anus.
Morning arrived for me with the sun somewhat high in the sky and about an
hour before it arrived for Miss Christine. I needed to visit the restroom
but knew it was no use with the plug. I folded my blanket and put it and the
pillow in the footstool. The most comfortable position with the plug insert
was bent over the back of the over seat. I could watch the traffic on the
river and the town coming to life on a Saturday morning.
"Good morning 23." Oh thank god she is awake. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, Madam I did thank you." Man was that a lie. I sleep like I a had a 2x4
stuck up my butt all night.
"Did you enjoy your two orgasms"?
"No madam I limited myself to one. But it was very memorable, thank you for
letting me have that."
"Your welcome," I could feel the plug starting to be remove from my anus, I
so wanted to turn and see what it looked like but I did have the never. "Use
the restroom, remember to sit and then come here I have an assignment for
you."
When I return she was sitting in the love seat facing the footstool and the
window. As walked in front of her I knew my assignment, her role was open
and her body waiting for my tongue and lips.
I suckled her nipples with just the right amount of suction, my tongue
making smaller to larger circles around her nipples just the way she likes
it. First one breast then the other then back again to the other breast, my
hand all the time rubbing and massaging the small of her back. If nothing I'm
a quick studied. On command I slid down to her pussy using my tongue to
bring her warm juice up to her clit then suckling the clit with the smaller
to larger circles. It is a magical feeling to be part of her orgasm.
She was correct about the cock and ball separator it did a wonderful job
controlling my need for an erections. Strangely the straps force your cock
and ball up and in front of you like a pushup bra does for a woman. It's a
very unnatural place for them to be.
As Miss Christine was walking me to the front door we had talk. She asked if
I enjoyed serving her. I said yes. She asked if I wanted to come back. I
said yes when.
She told me go home clean up and be back at 7 pm. I was to leave the
clothing she had for me at the front door. We were standing at the front
door me leaving nude except for the cock and ball spreader, I looked down at
it.
"Oh you may keep that today to remember you not to be late." Then looking at
my ass Miss Christine said "Oh have something else", bending me for the
table I feel her insert a much shorter but wider butt plug. "Be here at 7
pm," she said calmly sending me home nude.
Page 2
I walked out the door expecting to find my clothes, shoes, wallet, cell
phone, and keys. What I found was my shoes and socks; a pair of blue shorts
the same color as my towel, A little blue cotton t-shirt, the bus schedule
to the office were my car was parked, my keys, wallet, and cell phone and a
note.
Dearest 23,
Your 1st and only cell call will be to me for instruction about tonight.
Your have two chooses of how to get to you car, walk or bus. I will send
your clothes to the cleaner for you.
Miss Christine
I quickly dressed the shorts and t-shirt, pickup my tuff and head to the bus
stop. My cock and ball separator makes my crock look huge in the tight blue
shorts. I was sure everyone could see what I was wearing under the short. I
spend the whole trip to the office facing the wall. I was never so happy to
see the old car when I got to the parking garage. It's amazing how safe and
secure you feel in your car.
I first think I did was call the phone number in the note when I got home.
And it was a good think I did, it was a voice message from Miss Christine,
she had made and appointment for me at a hair salon at 1:00 pm. When I
arrived I ask for the person the instruction instructed be to see. I had
never been to hair salon before. A very nice Filipino lady took me to the
back. I was surprise at the request to remove my pants and the lady said it
the only way to do a waxing. Miss Christine had ordered a pubic hair waxing
for me. The Filipino lady didn't seem surprise by the cock and ball
separator or the butt plug, she just work around them. I on the other hand
had never been so humiliated in my life a complete stranger seeing me like
this way very embarrassing. But the separator did work I did have an
erection.
My next instruction was to stop by the drug store and get an enema kit. I
completed the 4 assigned enema by 4 pm. And the discharge was clear as
assigned. I thought the butt plug was distracting before the enema but after
I would feel it with every step.
I arrived at 7 pm as instructed. I was shocked to see several other cars at
Miss Christine home. I parked at the end of the driveway removed my blue
shorts and t-shirt as requested. I make the quick dash to the door and rang
the bell. A woman I had seen around the office building answered the door. I
almost died of shock.
"Come in are you 23?" She asked if I wasn't standing before her nude.
"Yes Madam, I'm 23". I guessed that my new name was now 23.
"I'm not to be address as Madam I'm just 'Sara'" She said gesturing me in
the room "We were expecting you at 7pm, let me get you a name tag." I
thought how many people are coming that I needed a nametag. Sara returned
with a black marker and wrote 23 just above my penis on my freshly waxed
pubic region. "Let me take you up stairs," Sara said taking off her dress.
She had wonderful backside, as she turned to face me the first thing I saw
was her name tattoo you her pubic arch. As I follow up her body I saw both
her nipple were pierced.
I wasn't sure I wanted to take another step down this path. Sara sensed my
trepidation she serenely reached back for my shaking hand, "Miss Christine
was talking about you earlier today. She very proud you choose to severe
her. She said you had been watching her for an over week. She has very high
expectations for you. I think you know that if you've come this far the rest
of the journey is worth taking." She squeezed my hand and we walked up the
stairs.
Sara introduced me to the other two servants in the room.
Sara, Butch, Linda and 23(me) were all standing together nude near the
buffet table. I whispered to Sara if she knew what time we would eat. She
whispered back to be quite and we do normally get to eat. To my surprise the
other four party guests were all very beautiful women. I wasn't told any of
their names. I guessed Sara and Linda must serve one of the other women
guess.
Much to my surprise the gathering was not a wild orgy my mind has
manufactured. It was a lovely dinner for those that ate. There were some
parlor games where Sara pickup wine bottle with her pussy. I showed the
Mistresses how well I suckled a nipple. Butch got a few swaps a cross his
ass for not bring the correct food on a plated. But in general there was
nothing wild until after the quests left.
We when up the master bedroom after the house guess left. Miss Christine
instructed me to wait bent over the love seat. I was hoping I might not need
to orgasm and therefore wouldn't need the big plug. But of course that wasn't
what I was waiting for. As I looked out the window I could see the refection
of Miss Christine come up behind we with a large strap-on penis. I gasped,
Miss Christine said we can't that an open a draw pulled out a leather strap
and red rubber ball. The ball went in my mouth the leather strap when over
my head and around my neck the strap crossed in front with a strap in front
of each eye. I would see so, but mostly I could see brown leather.
Miss Christine then went to work on by ass with the strap-on. It did no good
to protest because she couldn't hear me through the ball gag. It seem like
she fucked me for an hour. Miss Christine reached about to my cock, and
said, "Oh your not ready yet, I'll practice some more." She did about
another 15 minutes in my ass.
Miss Christine then had me lick her to a couple more orgasms.
Just as I was lying down again she asked, "23 are you planning on
masturbating tonight?"
"No, madam I was just planning on sleeping." I said looking at my feet
hoping it would not meet with too much disapprove, or some other reaction.
Miss Christine said then you wouldn't need your hands tonight as she cuffed
my hand behind my back. After a couple hours tossing and turning I found a
position to sleep in.
Sunday Miss Christine spent most of the day working. I answer several
questions about civil engineering I think she has a case about a
construction project. I ran errands around the house, was allow to dress in
my blue short and t-shirt to run to the store once. After a couple days
running around nude the blue shorts and t-shirt made me feel well dressed.
Sunday night was I was sent home just like Saturday morning. Miss Christine
didn't tell me when to return or call. I hoped she had plans for me in the
future.
As I was getting ready for work I wonder what I had gotten into with Miss
Christine. Was I just a toy to play with was there a future? Was there even
another day? Should I call her? Does she even know my real name, the only
thing she has every called me was 23?
So many questions and no idea what the answers are.
As I sat down at my desk my very sore anus just reminded me of my weekend. I
was still wearing the cock and ball separator. I thought just in case I ran
into Miss Christine it would show her I cared.
The ringing of my phone broke my thoughts of Miss Christine. It was the boss's
assistant; she wanted me to come to his office. I wondered why? I hurry off
to office. As I walked in remember where I knew Sara. She was my boss's
assistant. I stop cold in my tracks as I entered the door. Of course the
name on the desk wasn't Sara. I said "Hi Michelle" what does the boss need.
"Nothing, Sara needs to talk to you close the door." I walked to her desk
after closing the door. She reach down the front of my pant and felt the
cock and ball separator. She then hand me a note from Miss Christine marked
yes. "Thank You may go."
The note start with a few commits about her being happy I was still wearing
the separator. She would need to be out of town for several weeks prepare
for an upcoming trial. She would contact me when she returns. I would wear
the separator to work daily to have something to remember her by. And lastly
never talk to Sara.But it was ok to talk to Michel.
Mid afternoon I looked up to see Miss Christine (Attorney Atwater) walking
across the floor of our building one of the other junior engineers was in
tow. She looked very unhappy and so did he. They entered the boss's office
there was a lot of actively. About half hour later my phone rang it was
Michelle's extension. The boss needs you now! I was pointed straight into
the office by Michelle. The boss and Attorney Atwater were in a heat
discussion about some the facts concerning the Companies pending court case.
Attorney Atwater looked at me and said, "that's the one I talked to Friday
and he seems to know what he's talking about." I spend the next 2 hours
being interrogated and tested by the boss about some basic civil engineer
theories. I knew my stuff 'cold' on the subject covered. He boss looked at
Attorney Atwater and said he's yours then smiled and said please be genital
on him genital he new to company. Attorney Atwater responded he looks like
he can take care of himself.
"Scott (my name) you're replacing Mr. Young as the technical assistant in a
lawsuit the company is facing. If you don't know the answer to her questions
find out -- don't give her ½ right answers." I was shocked to be getting an
assignment like this Mr. Young has work for the company for 5 years and
there where several other engineers with much more experience that me.
"Yes, sir I'll do my best." On my way thru Michelle office I smiled and said
thanks.
I was going to spend the next couple weeks helping Attorney Atwater prepare
for a trial in Seattle, Washington.
There were two messages on my desk one to call Miss Christine and the other
to call Attorney Atwater.
Page 3 to follow.
I didn't know which call to make first. Of course Miss Christine was the
only thing on my mind but did have professional responsible. I stared that
the two pink pieces of paper. The note from Attorney Atwood was dated and
time stamp 15 minute before Miss Christine note. I choose to call Attorney
Atwood first. We spend 45 minutes on the phone talking about the case, what
I would need to be prepared to discuss. During the call Michelle drop off
all the case files from Mr. Young's office, and my travel itinerary. We were
traveling by corporate jet. Not a word was spoken about the rest of the
trip.
I called Miss Christine's number and got a message for 23. I had almost a
page of instructions and assignment for Miss Christine.
The first few days of the trip to Seattle were mostly all work. Scott and
Attorney Atwood were very busy work well into the night. On a couple of
those days 23 didn't even get to see Miss Christine.
The hotel arrangements were amazing. Attorney Atwood had a beautiful suite
with a great view; my smaller room had an adjoining door. The rule were
simple Scott always entered thru the front door and 23 always entered thru
the adjoining door.
Our first Saturday night is Seattle was one of the hardest nights of my
life. I learn what Miss Christine had planned for me.
23 spent most of the day caring for Miss Christine personal needs, bathing,
washing her hair. Part of the afternoon was spent picking out a dress for a
date she has that evening. 23 was crushed when he asked where we were going
and Miss Christine said, "23, we don't date, that not what our relationship
is about. You serve me; I use you for personal pleasure. What you get out of
is the joy of making me happy. I would be surprise if we every have sex
together." I just stool there my role was only to take care of her; she didn't
plan on every doing anything for me. I knew I was in love with her could I
live like this?
Miss Christine left for her date at 7:00 pm. 23 was instructed to stay home
and wait by the door in case Miss Christine need him tonight. 23 waited for
hour by the door nude as normal. 23 here Attorney Atwood and her date enter
the suite. 23 could tell things were getting romance. 23's phone buzzed,
"Come to the bedroom"
"Yes Madam," I spoke as I entered the room eye down so not to see who was in
the bed.
She said to her date "This is 23 he is a personal servant of mine" she then
instructed me to kneel between her legs. As I worked on pussy and clit she
and her date discuss how poor he was at foreplay and he could learn
something watch 23. I would tell Miss Christine body was getting close to
cuming. She signaled we to stop and rolled over to finish with her date. I
love being part of Miss Christine's orgasm. It was amazing hard to kneel
there and not watch someone else have the pleasure of bring her to orgasm.
It didn't take long for him to finish; I would tell Miss Christine needed
more. I waited tranquilly to be called. I finish taking Miss Christine were
she need to go. The new taste of sperm was not at distasteful as I expected.
Miss Christine asked her date if he could go again, he laughed and said no I
didn't bring anyone along to help me. At that Miss Christine instructed me
to move the other side of the bed and see if I would "Get our guess ready"
I had never had a penis in my mouth before. But the taste of Miss Christine
was all I was thinking about. I was a strange feeling as his penis began to
harden. I could feel my mouth filling more will each stroke I took down. I
showed it to Miss Christine at several level of hardness. Until she found
one she could work with. I waited in the bathroom as instructed. I wasn't
long before my services were required. Didn't seem to be much sperm this
time. I gloated a little to myself.
I was dismissed for the rest of the evening. I could tell from Miss
Christine voice she wasn't happy. But then came morning Miss Christine was
up at dawn. She was intensely mad about my attitude her guest the night
before. I was handed a sheet of instruction.
Clean myself out with enema kit 1 gallon of water minimum
No breakfast, only juice
Insert the large butt plug, which I will get to see finally
Ball gag and head harness
Ankle cuff to big chair in living room
Hands cuff behind back
Lights off
Bend over chair ass facing the front door.
I waited what seemed like hours in the dark for a noise at the door. The
first person to walk in was the maid. She made a small startled noise when
she first stepped in. She brought the Maid Service Needed sign from the
door. I guess Miss Christine must of put it up on her way out. She vacuumed
and cleaned around me. There was a note on the dresser for the maid she made
a more startled noise when she read it. But she showed me the $100 bill just
before taking the vacuum to my penis. It doesn't feel as good as you may
have thought when you were a kid. But it did leave me with a nice erection.
She left and turned off the lights.
I waited some more. The backs of my legs were starting to burn. I couldn't
straighten up with the long plug and my ankle attached to the chair. Every
minute became torture. I was to the point of welcoming what every surprise
Miss Christine had for me when she opened the door.
I heard the door open. I could hear Miss Christine and 3 or 4 men. They
sounded black. One asked Miss Christine if he should call his cousin because
he carried 12" cock. She told him yes. I would hear her paying the men. They
were told I would love very thing she had planed and do worry about hurting
him.
Miss Christine started by putting chain between top of my head and my
handcuffs it pulled my hand back. I got one good breath of air between the
removal of the ball gag and the first cock entering my mouth. It didn't
matter that I wouldn't move my head I wasn't giving blowjobs I was getting
my face savagely fucked. The first man was proud that he would get the whole
head of his cock down my throat; I choked and gasped for air between the
violent thrusts. Then came the one deep thrust and my throat filled with
cum. I couldn't breath someone griped my nose to make sure I swallow the
whole load of cum. After one on two quick breathes the next cock was in my
mouth. I was starting to get the hang of being deep throated. I was only
gagging on every 4th or 5th thrust. As the forth man was fucking my face I
heard a knock on the door. It was the missing cousin.
Miss Christine paraded his cock in front of the chair so I could see it.
Through the leather straps I could see it was massive. It almost looked as
big as his arms.
When I felt the plug being removed from my ass I was sure were the massive
cock was headed. I felt like he as tearing me apart. I could feel the cock
hit the end of my rectum when pull my anus in. He took great pleasure in
removing the cock very few strokes so I could feel it reenter by body. I
could taste the tears running off my cheeks. I would have thanked him for
cumming if I could have spoken thru the ball gag.
The other 4 had their way with my ass but after the cousin it didn't matter.
They were mostly just more cum in torn up ass. I was no longer able hold
myself up over the chair I was laying with my face in the cushion of the
chair. Two of the men stood me up they were amazed I still had an erection.
My arms and neck were numb from the pain of being strapped together. My ass
was one giant never open ending the air for door opening and closing make it
throb. My legs burned.
The men left Miss Christine stood behind me now I would feel her anger. This
is to remind you of your place. I hear a swoosh thru the air then felt the
bite of the bamboo cane striking my tinder ass cheeks. I would have yelled
or jumper or covered myself it I could have done any of those things. I
stopped counting at ten. My ass was burning. On the final blow I felt the
cane break take an extra bite out of my ass. God I hoped that was the only
cane she had.
Miss Christine started to unhook me from the chair. "Did you learn anything
today 23?"
"Yes Madam, I have no claim on you or your affection. I'm here to server you
in any way you require. And I should do it with a smile" I whimper to her.
"Go clean yourself up we are going out." As returned from the showed I saw
Miss Christine had laid out an outfit for the evening. Blue shorts, light
blue t-shirt, cock and ball separator, sandals, and collar and leash. As I
dressed Miss Christine ask if I felt ready to make our relationship more
long term. After to day your mine and I will determine when you leave.
I said yes.
When out for a walk on Sunday afternoon with me on a leash. I didn't talk my
eyes off the ground. Our first stop was tattoo parlor. Miss Christine looked
at the every font and style they could write 23. She chose roman numerals.
XXIII was tattoo across my pubic arch. She chose a style that makes them
look like raised letter. It took the tattoo artist over 3 hours to finish
but so far it was the nicest quietest part of my day.
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Attorney Atwater won the companies case in Seattle. Everyone at the office
was giving me a lot of credit for making the beautiful Ms. Atwater sound
like a very knowledgeable engineer. I got a letter for the boss thanking me
for the wonderful job I did. He also asked me to work on some special
assignment the office was working on. It was great exposure. I got a small
raise and moved to real engineer cubical in the office. It's not a Vice
Presidency or anything I'm not an entry-level engineer anymore. I do travel
to job site 2 weeks a month, which Miss Christine loves because out of town
assignments are 4 - 10 hour day workweeks. That means I have a lot of Friday
off.
It's been a couple months since Seattle 23 has been careful to stay on Miss
Christine good side. We haven't had more days like that Sunday.
But before in get into anything I should bring you up to date on state of my
life.
I spend most weekends Friday to Sunday serving Miss Christine. We have not
had sexual intercourse. Or should I say I haven't intercourse she has used
me in pretty much every way I could be used. I do make a few midweek trips
to Miss Christine when she has a special need.
Miss Christine has set me up on a few dates on weekend when she is out of
town. They are very fun. I've kept my pants on; I don't know how to explain
the 23 tattoo. It's just amazing how any women are willing to let a man lick
them to orgasm and then just go home. I use to think only men were that way.
So it's been about 7 month since I've had intercourse. Miss Christine does
make sure I orgasm a couple times a month and of course they are very
memorable.
On the 6-month anniversary of my coming to server Miss Christine we had a
special bonding. Miss Christine asked me if I was willing to make a
commitment to server her long term. I was excited to say yes. The last
6-month had been the most memorial of my life. Some things I would like not
to have as much memory of but it's been great over all.
Miss Christine wants me to move in the servant quarter in her home. I would
be there to serve her almost every day.
I accepted the offer and moved in. The first Saturday after I moved in Miss
Christine said we were going to town to get 23 a sign of ownership I had
moved for servant to Miss Christine personal slave. All those I didn't know
what the sign of ownership was I was excited. Dress in my blue shorts and
t-shirt we drove to a local tattoo shop. They seem to know Miss Christine
when we arrived. The owner asked me to sign permission for them to do 2
piercing, the first thing I thought of was Sara lovely nipple rings. The
first piercing was on my scrotum below my testicles. I wasn't sure why Miss
Christine chose the area.
The second piercing was a little more of a surprise, it was Prince Albert
the piercing started under the head of my penis and came out the urethra. It
was surprising not very painful and heal in just a few week. Which is of
course when I learn Miss Christine intended to keep my penis locked to my
scrotum piercing. I've would assume it makes a very good chastity device.
But since it's been 6 months I would have a need. The very first thing I
learned I how need Miss Christine permission to have an erection or pee
standing up.
The next major change in my life happen a couple months after I agreed to be
Miss Christine slave. She came home with a live in boyfriend. I had no idea
what to do. 23 still was nude at all time during the day. The boyfriend didn't
seem to know what to make of me. I was in their bedroom almost every night
giving Miss Christine an orgasm or two. He never seemed to want 23 to do
anything for him.
About a month after he moved in Miss Christine needed to be out of town for
a trial of 2 weeks. Before she left she instructed 23 to help the boyfriend
learn to be more comfortable around 23. I tried talking to him. He didn't
want to even look at me. Well then came Saturday night a couple of his buddy
can a few cases of beer all showed up. The party was pretty lively, about an
hour into the party the boyfriend called 23 out to serve the beer. He wanted
to show his friend what a real pussy looked like. His redneck friend were
have a very good time at 23 expense.
What will he do one of them asked the boyfriend said anything she asks.
After some baiting by the group the boyfriend called her asked her to have
me serve him that weekend. He put me on the phone with Miss Christine and
she asked for me to serve him like I served her. She was only too happy to
do it hoping it would make him more comfortable around me. Of course no one
mentioned the party and four redneck friends. If he got use to 23 doing some
of the low-end work might feel more at ease.
I of course end up playing the starting roles in Deliverance the movie or at
least the boyfriend buddies version. They hunted me thru out the house when
every one of them could catch me the group had party time.
I was hunted down and bent over the dinning room table. All five of them
took advantage of my anus. I wasn't bad none of them was well equipped. They
let me free with my hand tied behind my back. Not very sporting I would say
and hunt me for blowjobs. The only good park is the group didn't have much
imagination thank god. If I here one more redneck say "pretty mouth".
It was Wednesday before I got the mess cleaned up. I did leave some tale
tale signs for Miss Christine to find. Since there was no way I could tell
her what happen. On her return I she did find the signs. Her reaction was
predicable but unexpected. She was hopping mad at me for tattling on her
boyfriend. She didn't even wait for Saturday morning Friday night she
called the boyfriend buddies over. When they arrived I was bent over the
punishment horse the garage. The punishment horse is like a sawhorse only
taller lots of place to attach a slave. The ankles to legs on one end
attached me with my arms attached to the legs on the other end my penis and
ball were hanging thru a hole in the deck of the horse. Miss Christine had
insert the big butt plug and I was ball gagged head harnessed.
She brought the 5 of them into the garage to witness my punishment. I was
given 10 hard cane strips across my butt. You could here them gasp louder
than me. Then a 10-pound weight was attached to my ball they stretched for
almost 4 inches. One of the redneck asked her was 23 was being punished.
She replied because you guys lied to me, trashed my house, abused my slave
and 23 didn't do a good enough job covering it up. You could hear a pin
drop. She told them to line up to butt fuck me since they seem to enjoy is
so much. She had all 5 lined up with their pants down. The boyfriend was
just entering me when I heard the bamboo cane crack someone ass but it wasn't
mind. From the depth of the thrust I assumed it was the boyfriend. She got
in two more swings before he and the other 4 were gone. She spend the next
15 minutes working on my ass then informed me never ever come between her an
a boyfriend.
Miss Christine was mad at me for the next month. I got caned or other
punishment more in that month in the past 7 months. And I was on my best
behavior.
On the work front all was going well. I was getting good assignments. I was
working my way up the ladder. I knew our company did a lot of work with
Attorney Atwater's firm and I was getting a lot of it. I hadn't had another
assignment with Attorney Atwater but I was sure her good words had helped
me. I did have a three-day assignment with one of the women who was that the
first party. She was Sara Mistress. 23 did serve her all three evening. She
sent Miss Christine a very nice thank you note and a box of candy. That
seemed to be the end of Miss Christine punishing me every night.
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Miss Christine takes a lesbian lover
23 works twice as hard
Miss Christine brings home the boss
23 gets to breed Sara