My Second Gentle Femdom Experience

My second gentle femdom experience

(This is a sequel to "My first gentle femdom experience")

Mistress has her way with the poor slave

After a long kiss, my lips and her pussy finally parted, her hand released the chain attached to my leash, and a dead silence followed for the next ten to fifteen seconds. Still bound and vulnerable, I looked up expectantly, and for a solitary second, I noticed the disappointment in her beautiful brown eyes. Her gaze finally met mine as she composed herself, put her panties back on, and began to gently stroke my disheveled hair.

"Well, I'm sorry to inform you that you´ve just demonstrated terrible oral skills. Did you practice anything or did you just do what you did based on porn movies?"

Completely surprised, I began to speak in my defense about my great oral skills, but she quickly gagged me again.

"Shut up, slave, you don't speak unless spoken to! You have a lot to learn! I've been very lenient with you, but that's going to change now!"

She untied the ropes from the iron ring on the wall, glared at me as she held my leash tightly in her right hand.

"Here, good deeds may or may not be rewarded, but bad deeds are certainly punished immediately!"

She let the leash chain go and walked away for a moment, returning with two menacing black whips. Then she brought a large stool from the corner of the room. I found her incredibly sexy and authoritative in full dominatrix mode, but my dream turned into a nightmare when she bent me tightly over it, with my hands still tied behind me.

I felt a high-heeled boot pressing into my back, not hard enough to hurt me, but hard enough to prevent me from moving or trying to free myself.

"Enjoy your first punishment, slave, because you've earned it!"

The first few blows landed on my ass and I tried in vain to shake off the burning pain.

"Behave! Take it! There's no way you're going to get free! Don't worry, you'll only get ten lashes from the smaller whip this time." Completely devastated, I took the last three lashes with resignation.

"Well, now let's see if you´ve become a more obedient slave. Does it sting? I'll get you something to ease it, but never forget who's in charge here!" She let me go again, and soon I felt a damp cloth being rubbed on my skin, and the stinging slowly subsided over the next few minutes.

She then released my hands from the handcuffs and told me to follow her crawling across the floor. The heavenly sight of her perfect ass certainly helped me forget my ordeal. I haven´t noticed before the large wooden table in the center of the living room, nor the beige curtains hiding the large window next to the front door.

We 'walked' all the length of the living room until we reached a brown cabinet with drawers. She opened the top drawer and took out seven plastic chastity cages of different sizes, from very small to very large. There was a dark sideboard table next to the brown cabinet. She placed them side by side in ascending order of size and looked at me as she pointed her index finger at the brown cabinet.

"Pay attention! Do not stand up unless I give you permission. In this world dominated by women, we are enlightened enough to give our poor male slaves some rights of choice, not necessarily the ones they want, but the ones they deserve. Your Mistress has decided that you will use a more effective chastity device. I will remove your gag now. Remember not to speak unless told to do so. Nod if you understand." I nodded.

"As you see, there are seven transparent chastity devices of different sizes, all made of plastic. You will wear one of them. You are allowed to speak now. Any questions?"

"No."

"No, what? Aren't you forgetting anything?"

"No, Mistress Janet."

"Much better! Well, your task now is to choose one."

"The largest one, of course, Mistress Janet."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Mistress Janet. Absolutely sure!"

"Alright. The largest one will be removed, then." She put the biggest one back in the drawer. Then she picked up an orange die.

"Slave, you were told that you would choose your new chastity device, but not how it would be chosen. Do you see this tiny orange die in my hand? When you roll a six-sided die, there are six possible outcomes: one through six. In our little game here, one corresponds to the smallest chastity cage, two to the second smallest, and so on until six corresponds to the largest."

Feeling disgruntled and cheated, I was about to argue, but she promptly waved me away.

"As I said before, your right to choose is not for what you want, but for what you deserve. As an exception, I am giving you the rare privilege of rolling the die yourself this time. Kiss my hand to thank me." I kissed her hand and the orange die was placed in my gloved right hand. "Now roll the die."

I tried to hold it with both gloved hands, but I made a clumsy movement and the orange die fell unceremoniously to the floor.

"We have a winner! Three!" She smiled at my disappointed look. "Damn! It's too small and it's sure to hurt," I thought.

"Come here, slave! You should stand up now. Put your hands behind your back while I tie you to those iron rings on the wall."

I did as I was told and it was a great relief to be standing. After restraining me again with each hand attached to a rope hanging from an upper ring on the wall and each foot attached to a rope coming from the lower iron rings on the wall, she put all the other chastity belts back in the drawer and proudly brought the winner closer until she was almost touching my face with it.

"Look closely, slave! This little chastity belt is your immediate and inescapable future. What should I do with this little key inserted into it? I have a brilliant idea: how about putting it on a silver chain around my neck and wearing it between my breasts, where it will be warm and, of course, very safe?"

My displeased look was enough to tell her everything she wanted to know.

"Would you like me to return the favor and give you a blowjob?"

"Yes, Mistress Janet! I would be more than delighted!"

She noticed my instant erection and smiled. Always moving very slowly and seductively, she picked up a cushion from the couch near the opposite wall, dropped it casually on the floor and knelt on it. Then teasingly grinned while slowly removed my cock sleeve. I squirmed in my bonds and felt the precum begin to flow down my cock.

Still on her knees and smiling mischievously, she looked me in the eyes and said nonchalantly:

"Imagine the multiple pleasures that a fully trained Mistress's mouth would be able to provide to a novice slave like you. Would you like a little sample?"

I closed my eyes in pure delight and screamed at the top of my lungs:

"Yes, Mistress Janet! Please! Make me cum with your heavenly mouth!"

She noticed the precum dripping from my cock and smiled wickedly.

"A good slave would surely have begged his Mistress for such a great privilege. Will you beg me, slave?" "Beg now for a sample of what my mouth can do!"

Please, Mistress Janet! I can't take it anymore. I beg you! Please give me a sample of your mouth!!

"Okay, slave. But don't forget that you´ve begged for it."

Then she seductively held the small chastity device in her hand and began to kiss and lick its tip with relish:

"Oh my God, it feels so good! Oh my God! Oh my God! Ohhhh!!"

Deceived again and feeling like a clown, I protested:

"Mistress Janet! I begged you, and you said you would give me a blowjob! Please! I can't take it anymore! Please!"

Laughing heartily, she stopped her libidinous activities involving the chastity belt and, after catching her breath, blurted out:

"You are completely mistaken, slave. I said I would give you a just little taste, not a blowjob."

"Mistress Janet! Please! Please! "Don't leave me like this!" My feeble protests were overtaken by her loud laughter.

"Okay, slave. I won't leave you like this."

"Thank you, Mistress Janet!" "Thank you!" She laughed and said sarcastically:

"Don't go anywhere, slave! I'll be right back! Oops, I´ve almost forgotten something."

She blindfolded me, and then I heard the clicking of her high heels again. Then, nothing...

"She must have left the room," I thought to myself. My anxiety began to turn into frustration, then into despair. My erection finally subsided.

After a while, the clicking of her high heels returned and became louder and louder.

"Did you miss me, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress Janet! I missed you so much!"

"I have a gift for you, slave! Thank me for it!"

"Thank you for the gift, Mistress Janet."

Her friendly voice and the soft fragrance emanating from her perfume awakened my cock again and the hard-on was very pleasurable and almost instantaneous.

Then I felt her hands on me, but suddenly something very cold was touching my genitals and I started screaming loudly in fear:

"What is happening, Mistress Janet? What the fuck are you doing? It's cold, Mistress Janet! It's very cold!"

"I know, slave. Don't worry, it'll be over soon. Anyway, it's the best way to prepare you before putting a little chastity device like this on your cock and balls.

"No, Mistress Janet! I beg you! Mercy, please! Please!"

My erection finally subsided again, and then I felt something very hard being clamped around my balls, and then something hard squeezing my cock. It was very uncomfortable, and I felt betrayed and defeated. I began to sob and cry, and soon my blindfold was wet with my tears.

"Let me remind you, slave: here you get what you deserve, not what you want. I will release you now, and you will be able to eat, drink, and go to the bathroom. Nod if you understand." I nodded, still sobbing.

She untied my legs and arms, and it was wonderful to be able to walk normally again. She removed my blindfold and, after acknowledging that I had some sore muscles, let me walk freely around the living room.

"Are you feeling better, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress Janet! May I speak freely?"

"Go ahead, slave!"

"I'm very disappointed in you, Mistress Janet. I feel betrayed!"

"This isn't as much fun as you thought? Too bad, my little slave. Reality bites, isn't it?"

"Are you trying to get some sort of revenge because I treated you badly, Mistress Janet?"

"I confess that this thought has crossed my mind from time to time. I could have treated you like shit, but I´ve decided to deliberately miss that golden opportunity. But rest assured that I'm not done with you yet! I admit, however, that I'm having lots of fun."

"Thank you for your honesty, Mistress Janet!"

"You're welcome, slave! Now let's get back to our activities. We still have a lot to do before the end of this eventful morning. Follow me!" (to be continued)