Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

Forced foot worship and tickle. Sounds like good fun for all!

That smile

Get moving!

My overnight slave

I’ve instructed you to meet me at a hotel for a drink after work.

Beforehand, you’ve attended to the grooming tasks your Mistress asked of you. You’re smartly dressed and smell good. Beside you, in an overnight bag and amongst the change of clothes, swimwear and personal items, are the toys you told me you owned. Plus the new toys you purchased at a horse supplies shop. 

I can’t wait to feel the new riding crop in my hands. And see your legs fastened tightly together. How thoughtful of the shop girls to suggest that. I bet they figured out what a perverted little submissive you are, deep down, that’s what you really are….

Your heart rate is elevated as you pull into the upscale hotel car park and stroll into the bar. I messaged you earlier as to where I’d be waiting for you and what I’d be wearing. You were also told me send me photos so I know you shaved as requested.

Such a good boy…

You’re ever so eager to please, and will kiss my cheek on arrival and say “you look beautiful, Mistress. Now, how can I please you?” I request you to organise us both a drink and then sit with me. We exchange chit chat and catch up. We discuss dinner at the various restaurants in the resort and nearby. The other option is room service. Hmmmm… now there’s an idea. Imagine the food being delivered while you’re naked, blindfolded and tied up. How delightfully wicked. 

Ultimately, I will decide what I feel like eating, when and where. You can relax, with your Mistress making all the decisions, you just need to go along with my desires.

Once we’re feeling relaxed and reacquainted, my private room awaits. I have told you I need a 24 hour slave and you have already fallen into that role without question. You’re so eager to please, aren’t you? That excites me so. I’ve already sneaked a peak at the toys in your overnight bag, and now it’s time to get everything unpacked.

When you enter the room, my toys are arranged for you to admire- flogger, paddle, gag, blindfold, rope, vibrator and lube, restraints …. You head spins as you take it all in and surrender your control. “Strip and get on your knees,” I command, and I watch you undress and kneel. I want you on a leash slave, that’s exactly what I want. To keep you where you should be, fulfilling my desires.

Whatever I ask, you will agree to it. I’m in the mood for you to top up my glass while I recline on this chair. Now for some boot licking. Do it. Good boy. Now remove them. And start licking, suck those toes. Verrry good. If I tie you up, you stay there. Yes, that new whip looks gorgeous. Let me test it out now. On my slave, of course. I want to learn how hard you like it. You might surprise yourself how much you enjoy having your skin feel the lash.

It’s fascinating to me watching your responses and reactions to ever submission scenario, seeing the look on your face and your body language. I’ll ask you to tell me how you’re feeling and I want an honest reply. That’s how I learn what it is that you’re craving as a submissive, and where the edges of your limits are.

If I want my slave’s hands and mouth on me, I’ll tell you. Don’t do ANYTHING unless I tell you! In fact, I may just click my fingers or clap my hands to direct your focus to where it needs to be. Sometimes, words need not be spoken. I suspect you’re a quick learner. You can just whisper a grateful, yes Mistress, and comply. Sink to the floor, or bend over up against the bed, or let me push you up against the wall, when and how I want.

There’s a few things that I love and I want to explore with you tonight. Tease and denial is one. There will be a lot of that. It feels amazing to edge you while you’re tied up. And the other is pain mixed with pleasure. Me torturing you, and you receiving it.  It’s a mixture of sensual bondage and sadism. You understand don’t you that this is the best feeling for us both? Yes? Just nod, seeing as you can’t talk. Good boy. 

Let me do these perverted things to do because then you can switch off. Surrender to the sensation and the loss of control. You’re vulnerable and so trusting. It makes me smile to see you like this. Limbs tied. Pink marks on skin. Gagged and helpless.

I’ll only do what you consent to. But we may discover aspects of ourselves we didn’t know about before.

Thank you for your submission, slave. When you obey my commands, my finger clicking, pointing, pull of the leash, I melt a bit inside. Let me bite you, twist your nipples, slap you, pull your hair. Let me take you to the point of climax and leave you hanging. Let me use you as my pleasure toy. And then let me wash you tenderly in the shower and cuddle you afterwards. It’s wonderful owning a boy as eager to please as you. I will treasure this stolen time together.

KEY HOLDER

"Pleeeease," Sean hissed as you applied a another layer of lipgloss to your full sexy lips and pointedly ignored him. "Please take off the key now."

He looked at you pleadingly, but you refused to meet his gaze - not because you were ashamed - but because you had no intention of contaminating your eyeballs with his embarrassing display of subservience.

You could feel the key nestling sexily above your cleavage like it belonged there. You had no intention of removing it.

Cleavage...

That wasn't something you ever thought you'd have, but there they were on your chest, two full rounded firm titties that were all yours to play with and dominate boys with.

"No."

You were almost shocked at how good your voice sounded. So full and sensual - the voice of an entitled brat. Like poison honey. You almost wanted to say more so you could hear it, but that would be going too far.

There wasn't a need to say more. You didn't need to explain yourself. Brats like you NEVER explained themselves, just expected boys to obey.

If you had been minded to explain to Sean, you would have told him that removing the key would turn you back into a boy.

Your beautiful hair would shorten, your long sexy black nails would retract and your beautiful pussy would seal up as your useless boy cock grew back.

The key had set you free, unlocking the bratty potential within you and making you a Goddess. You had transformed into a rich, popupar, beautiful girl and it seemed that Sean was the only one who even remembered the original you.

"Please," he begged again. "Goddess, my cock hurts... please set me free."

You sneered and tossed your hair contemptuously, enjoying how the silken wave moved effortlessly over your shoulders. Adjusting the hem of your satin skirt, you casually turned and reaching down grabbed Sean by the balls.

He squealed and you grinned, your perfect white teeth flashing. "It only hurts because you've been trying to take off your cage again. I told you - I'm the only one who can remove that now."

The key round your neck and the cage on Sean's cock were magically linked. It could never be removed without your desire to do so and unfortunately for Sean you had no intention of doing that.

You squeezed and he groaned. With a flick of your will you made the cage tighter and you also strengthened the sense of devotion and worship he felt for you. Through the cage you controlled everything about Sean. You could make him do or believe anything. So far you'd left his mind relatively untouched, after all it was far more fun to break him manually.

You knew it was the key doing this to you. You never used to be this cruel, this manipulative, this sadistic. Wearing the key had made you beautiful and popular, but it had also rotted your soul and turned you into an evil bitch.

You smirked as you saw the light of worship blaze in Sean's eyes. "I... I'm sorry Goddess. I should be punished for trying to undo what you did to me. I am a worm."

"You ARE a worm Sean," you sighed, "but you're my worm. Goddess forgives you - but there does need to be a punishment. How about you eat another creampie?"

You saw Sean quail and it made you laugh. "Oh yes my little pet. The reason I'm putting on this lipgloss is we are on our way to Shane's house and once there I'm going to suck that big fat cock then get fucked. You can eat his cum out of my freshly fucked pussy as your punishment."

"But Shane was our bully... you wouldn't..."

"Shane only bullied me when I was a loser like you. Now he's all over me like a rash. He's not very sophisticated, but he does know how to make me squirt. Now come along loser - it's play time."

The magic key that had turned you into such a bitch bouncing on your chest, you walked off - high heeled boots clopping as with a snap of your fingers your pet followed.

Being a keyholder felt so fucking good.