Submitting to Señora

I had only been on the train for a day and a half, but I was already starting to get antsy. I had not checked the GPS on my phone for a few hours, but I knew we were somewhere in Texas. Every so often the train would stop to refuel and resupply, and the passengers were allowed a chance to stretch their legs.

The last time we stopped I had been paranoid about making it back to the train on time, so I waited in my seat the entire stop. I was starting to go crazy looking out the window at the same empty desert. My laptop was having trouble connecting to the internet on the train since Arizona. By the time we approached the next stop I was determined to get off and walk around. Even if only for a few minutes.

As the train approached our next stop, the conductor announced over the intercom we were arriving at the station in Austin, Texas. I could smell amazing barbecue food from the train window. Now I was getting off for sure. I made sure to take my backpack with me, I did not want anyone stealing it out of my seat while I was gone. I stepped off the train and began to search for the delicious food like a police dog hunting a fugitive.

Across the street from the station was a small barbecue joint. I knew it was good because the line to order food to go was out the door and around the corner. I quickly got into the line not knowing how long I would be waiting. I decided worst case scenario I would grab the food to go and eat in on the train. Maybe I should order two plates and save one for dinner later on the train.

The line actually moved pretty quickly. I got up to the counter and ordered two plates. They had a three-meat combo where you could pick the meats you wanted. Each plate came with two huge helpings of sides. They even had the old school Kool aid. I grabbed all my food in a big bag and started to head back to the train.

Suddenly I noticed the train was no longer there. My worse fear had come true. I was stranded in an unfamiliar city out of state. All because my fat ass was hungry. I walked over to a bench outside the station and sat down. I pulled out my phone and started to go over my options. I could get on the next train heading on the same route. The only problem was the next train did not come till the following day.

I was going to have to get a hotel and stay the night. I checked a few hotel apps I had on my phone. All the hotels near the station were ridiculously expensive or sold out. Apparently, there was some type of convention in town. Defeated I decided to sit and eat my food before it got too cold.

"Did you miss your train?" a female voice asked me.

I looked up from my food to see a woman who was absolutely stunning. She had blond hair and blue eyes. A welcoming smile. An extremely fit and well taken care of body. She looked to be wearing some sort of fitness or work out outfit with special shoes. After a few seconds of staring, I realized I had yet to say anything, and I was at risk of looking stupid.

"How did you know?" I asked her.

"You have a backpack, and you are sitting at the train station with no train in sight." She responded.

I felt stupid. "Ya I missed my train. I just had to have some delicious Texas barbecue." I informed her.

The woman laughed.

"It's not that funny!" I protested.

"The next train doesn't come till tomorrow and every hotel in this town is booked or overpriced. I will probably end up sleeping on this bench tonight." I told her frowning.

"Well, you could always stay with me Precioso." she said.

"I was just in town doing some rock climbing, I have a house outside of the city in the country on an acreage. A few extra rooms. I am sure I could accommodate a traveler as cute as you. I will even give you a ride back here tomorrow in time for your train. How does that sound?" she asked.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked her.

"You seem like you could use some help. In Texas we take care of people right." she said.

"My name is Jordan, by the way, I don't think I heard yours?" I asked her.

"You may call me Señora!" she informed me with a smirk.

Without too much thought, I gathered the remains of my barbecue food in the bag and followed the woman out to her car.

We drove for about 45 minutes before pulling up to a beautiful home in the countryside. Señora parked the car and used a key to unlock the gate on a long perimeter fence. As I entered the property we were greeted by four dogs. I managed to slip my hand in my bag of food to find four leftover rib bones. I asked Señora if it was alright if I gave each dog a bone and she nodded. I was already making new friends.

Señora opened the front door to reveal a beautifully designed interior. She gave me a quick tour before showing me to the room I would be staying in. There was one room down the hallway that remained locked and closed. She instructed me not to go in there.

"Set your backpack down, get comfortable, and then come into the kitchen when you are set. I will get dinner ready." Señora told me.

I was hardly expecting dinner and a place to stay. I was very grateful to this kind and gorgeous woman. After dinner Señora and I sat in her living room and chatted. She offered me coffee, but I don't drink coffee. We settled on a cup of hot chocolate.

"In this house if someone goes to the trouble of cooking for you, we always do right by them." Señora said mysteriously.

My initial thought was she wanted me to do the dishes and clean up dinner.

"I will go do the dishes..." I offered.

"I already did them sweetie. I have been on my feet in the hot sun all day, how about you give them a good rub instead?" Señora replied.

She started to remove her shoes, and my nose was overcome with her amazing scent. I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply instinctively. I got up from my seat and settled on the floor in front of Señora. By now she had removed her shoes and socks, and her beautiful bare feet were there to be admired. Her blue toenail polish matched her eyes. Her soles had the right number of wrinkles. They were perfect.

I was almost in a trance. These beautiful feet before me. I began to massage them like my life depended on it. I used both hands to kneed little circles into her soles and the bottoms of her toes. I applied pressure to the pads on the bottom of her feet. I used my fingers to separate her toes and spread them apart. She moaned as I did. Then I focused on the areas around her ankles. I continued to rub her feet for close to an hour. She could tell my hands were starting to tire. She gave me a bright smile and patted me on the head. She thanked me for the massage and said good night.

I waited till she was well out of the room before stumbling over to my room hunched over attempting to hide my massive hard on. I closed the door behind me. I could not help myself. The appearance and smell of her beautiful feet had me so turned on I had to jerk off. I started to jerk off with the thought of Señora's feet in my mind. I fantasized about her. I tried to sniff my hand for any lingering scent of her feet.

Suddenly Señora burst open the door. "Did you need any more pillows or blankets?" she asked.

Señora got a good look at what I was doing, dropped her extra pillow on the floor and then retreated back out the door closing it behind her. I was mortified.

I really was not sure what to do so I just put my shorts back on and sat at the end of the bed. The house was very quiet. After about twenty minutes the door opened again. Señora walked into the room dressed in a red vinyl outfit and red fishnet stockings. It was the type of clothing someone at a BDSM club would wear.

"You've been a very bad boy tonight, haven't you Jordan? You were wanking to my feet, weren't you? Admit it you're a foot pervert!" said Señora.

I struggled to find the words to respond, but my cock was instantly hard again in my pants. Señora's eyes met the bulge in my pants, and she laughed to herself.

"Just as I thought!"

Señora ordered me to remove my clothing, and I did without hesitation. It was as if she had me under her spell and I could not resist her commands. Or maybe I was just really horny. Once I was fully naked, she looked at my body head to toe carefully and closely.

Señora reached down for my erect cock and gave it a tight squeeze. "What is this?" she said angrily.

"Um, that is my cock..." I said kind of stupidly.

"In this house it's my cock. It's my toy, my plaything. I don't like when people play with my toys without permission!" she said fiercely.

Señora sat down on the bed and then beckoned me over. As I got close, she put her hand on the small of my back and gently bent me over her lap. My ass was exposed. Laying across her lap gave me an excellent view of the side of her feet, and I could make out their wonderful scent faintly.

"Since you have broken the rules, you will be punished!" she told me before putting her hand above her head and then coming down in a swift motion to give me a good spank on my ass.

The noise from the impact almost echoed down the hallway. The sting across my butt cheeks made my face turn red. She followed the first spank with another. This time slightly harder. Then another even harder. She alternated which butt cheek she was hitting. After the fourth spank I let out a yelp and she decreased the speed and strength of her swing.

Señora continued to spank me for ten minutes. Her rhythmic motion was almost hypnotic. I felt lightheaded and euphoric. Almost in a daze. Señora stopped her spanking and gave my ass a nice caress. My butt cheeks were red and warm to the touch.

"Please carefully stand up Precioso." Señora instructed in a gentle soothing tone.

I followed her orders and stood to my feet.

Señora grabbed something off the floor out of my view. It resembled a dog collar and leash. Señora strapped the collar around my neck and attached the leash. She placed her hand on the side of my face softly and rubbed it slowly up my head. She traced her fingers through my hair.

"Come along!" She said as she led me out the room by the leash and down the hallway towards the locked door.

Señora had apparently already unlocked the door to the locked room. She twisted the knob and opened the door. She beckoned me in to look around. As I stepped inside, she followed, closing the door behind her. I felt a moment of fear as I heard the door shut.

The room was painted dark blue, and it had a more elegant baseboard and crown molding that was painted black. Various toys and implements of torture adorned the walls on hooks and displays.

In one corner a piece of wooden furniture shaped like a giant X was attached to the wall. There were cuffs and chains connected in various locations across it.

On the floor in the center was a medieval looking metal device with loops and cuffs. To the left was a large chair that appeared to be a Queen's throne. In the other space was a piece of furniture that resembled a wooden sawhorse with padding on the top and cuffs on the sides.

"Allá en la cruz (over there on the cross)" Señora pointed towards the X.

She detached the leash from my collar and motioned me towards the X again.

I complied and walked over to the X. She told me to face away, lean my chest across the center and reach up placing my hands at the top towards the cuffs. She attached my hands tightly with restraints and suddenly I was at her mercy.

I could see Señora behind me in a mirror conveniently placed on the wall near the cross. I gathered this was for further intimidation. To see what would happen next. Señora walked over to a wall across the room and removed a set of floggers from a display. She draped one over her shoulder and reached for something on top of one of the other pieces of furniture.

Señora removed a remote control from the top of a piece of furniture and pressed a few buttons. The lights came on and shifted to a red tone. Music came on quietly, 'Vivir Mi Vida by Marc Anthony.

Señora shook her hips seductively to the music. Suddenly I heard the sound of leather swinging through the air and felt the thud of a flogger hitting me on the back. Then another. Soon I realized I was part of a sort of dance. Señora spun around with her floggers and hit me with each in tandem. The impact from the flogger did not hurt, even when she hit me harder. It was almost like an unconventional massage.

This went on until both Señora and I were sweating and the song ended. Señora put down her floggers and stood behind me, almost admiring her work on my naked body. She used her hands to squeeze my shoulders and then lightly ran her fingertips down the length of my back and across my ass to the top of my legs. I shuttered and got goose bumps momentarily.

Señora took my hands out of the restraints and turned me around. She looked me in the eyes as if she wanted to kiss me but was holding back. Señora took me by the hand and walked me a few steps over to the metal device on the floor. She guided me onto my knees and then on all fours. Metal locks were put in place keeping my hands and feet connected to the metal frame. Señora bent down next to me. She removed my collar and carefully placed it on the floor behind her.

The collar was replaced with a metal collar that was attached to the metal device. I was truly immobile with my ass on display. There was no mirror in front of me this time. Only the throne. I could not see what Señora had planned behind me.

I heard what sounded like the snap of plastic or possibly latex. Then I heard what sounded like the squirting of lotion from a bottle. I sensed Señora standing behind me. Without warning I suddenly felt a gloved finger being rammed up my ass. I attempted to jump but my restraints preventing me from moving.

"What are you doing?" I asked her nervously.

"Don't play dumb with me, I know this isn't the first time you had something in your ass. You may have flinched your body, but your asshole is drawing me in begging for attention." she replied.

With her free hand, Señora gave me a quick spanking. Then she continued to probe my asshole with her finger. One finger quickly became two. Now she had a decent grip and was pressing on my prostate with every push inside. I squealed and moaned out which brought a huge smile to her face. She built up pace and continued to finger fuck me faster and deeper. I moaned and began to breathe hard and loud.

Señora brought me right to the edge and then stopped. She removed her fingers from my ass and took off the gloves. Before I could relax, she replaced her fingers with a butt plug. The plug was slightly bigger than her fingers, but she had no trouble getting in after lubing it up.

Señora walked over to the throne and sat down in front of me. I thought she picked up the remote for the lights and music, it turned out she had a new remote in her hand that controlled my butt plug. She pressed on the remote and the plug in my ass came to life, vibrating. I arched my back and shuttered. Señora laughed again.

Señora stretched her leg out and placed her foot on my face resting her sole on my cheek. She scooted the chair closer and then comfortably maneuvered so her feet sat directly in front of me.

"You are going to give me another foot massage, only this time you are going to use your mouth and tongue to do the massaging."

"Yes Señora!" I replied humbly.

"If you do a good enough job, your punishment will be over, and I will reward you."

Señora moved her big toe in front of my mouth, and I took it inside and started sucking. I flicked my tongue around it over and over. Señora removed the toe, and I slid my tongue between it and the next toe. Her feet tasted divine. I took the next toe in my mouth and sucked on it and licked until Señora flinched her leg. I gave the rest of her toes the same treatment before moving on to the next foot.

Señora raised her foot giving me access to the bottom of her heel. I licked it sloppily. She moved her foot downward tracing my tongue up her sole. It tasted salty. She repeated the same thing with her other foot. Señora bent over and looked me in the eyes, she looked pleased.

Señora moved the throne over even closer, now I am sure she could feel my breath on her crotch. She stood up on the throne and removed a red vinyl thong. She hiked up her vinyl dress and sat back down with her pussy directly in front of my face.

I took a moment to admire her beautiful pussy. "Get to work!" she ordered.

Señora scooted forward forcing my mouth onto her clit. My tongue darted through the holes in her fishnets trying to find a direct route. I placed my mouth completely over her clit lightly sucking it into my mouth and then darting my tongue over it. At first, I was light and playful but soon I was working my tongue over her fiercely. She must have been enjoying it because she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in closer.

Señora seemed to give one last push before suddenly relieving all tension. She pulled away from my head in time for her squirt to cover my face.

"Such a good slut." she said while letting out an accomplished sigh.

Señora got up from her throne and walked into the room behind me and out of view.

After a few minutes, I heard the squirt of lotion again and she approached me. Señora reached down towards my ass and removed the plug. Before my asshole could close back up, she shoved the head of a strap on into my gaping hole. I made a grunt like noise and Señora pushed in deeper slowly.

She slowly pulled out but before removing the entire thing she reversed and sent the strap on back into my asshole. I let out the same grunt.

"How does that feel slut?" Señora asked me.

"It hurts but it feels good when you go deep Señora." I managed to squeeze out before another penetration induced grunt.

"Moan for me slut. Do it like a whore!" Señora fired back as she pegged me deeper.

I let out a quiet moan.

"That's not a moan!" she said as she pulled out but plunged back in slowly.

I let out a more convincing moan.

"Good slut!" she said.

Señora picked up the pace. She was really hitting my prostate now and I was getting closer and closer to cumming. Señora sensed my body language.

"Are you getting close to cumming slut?" she said.

"umhuh" I managed to get of my mouth.

"Well okay slut, I guess you have my permission to cum."

With one final thrust Señora made me orgasm strongly. I nearly collapsed if not for my bondage. She pumped in and out of my ass a few more times slowly. Then she withdrew her cock and walked away.

Señora removed my restraints and detached me from the metal frame. She wiped me down with a towel and helped me to my feet. She walked me back to my room slowly. Señora put me in the bed and sat down next to me. She ran her fingers through my hair and lightly massaged my head and neck as I drifted off into a subspace induced sleep.

I felt her lightly kiss my forward and whisper, "good night Precioso. You did so well."

The next morning Señora acted like nothing happened. She made me a delicious breakfast, Texas style with all the meats. My ass was a little sore both inside and out. I started to dread the long train ride in my seat. I made the bed in my room and tried to clean up as much as possible before Señora drove me to the train station. We had exchanged phone numbers and contact info the night before at dinner.

When we arrived at the station Señora gave me a long hug. She told me I was welcome to stay with her anytime in the future. She looked me very seriously in the eyes and repeated, "anytime". She was sad to see me go so soon and hoped our paths would cross again.

As she drove away, I checked my phone. The train was only 10 minutes away. I thought to myself, I am sure there is another train tomorrow. Or even the next day. I got out my phone and called up Señora as quick as I could.

"Would it be ok if I stay another day?" I asked.

"Yes, but now you will have wasted my time and gas. You have already earned yourself more punishment Precioso..."

The End