Edge Me With My Hands Tied At My Hips, So No Matter How Much You Tease, No Matter How Desperate I Am

Fair Share of Chores

At an elegant restaurant, nestled beneath the table, the snow-speckled leather of her high-heeled boots faced you, alongside the polished pair of another man’s boots. The trace of grit on her heels and the remnants of snow were all you needed to know.

You didn’t need her command. As her devoted cuck, you leaned forward, your purpose clear: to lick their boots clean, humbly and without hesitation, while they ignore you while they kiss

“This is quite awkward, Peter. You know I’m planning on marrying your father and you still beg for my touch. Now this can’t continue, my boy……slide over to my boots and start cleaning them while I explain the next steps.”

“While I’m settling into my new role as a loving wife to Daddy, you’ll be settling into your role as obedient stepson. That will mean 24 hour chastity and complete service to me. I’ve spent a lot of time guiding and training you, so this will be a natural progression.”

“In time, when your father is fully submissive to me, I may permit you further privileges….although having you both as helpless slaves to me sounds remarkably appealing. Don’t you think, boy?”

Thank you Goddess!

An important lesson i always teach to my pupils is:

"If you’re not getting any enjoyment out of the torturing and the suffering of the slaves, then the whole thing would just be a lot of noise and a big mess to clean up after."