Dear Lady

Dear Lady entered the room, and I curled up even more into myself.

I was only wearing a black bra, and as Dear Lady had discussed, instead of panties, I had placed a suction device over my pussy. But I hadn't turned it on, leaving it for Dear Lady to come and decide.

I was kneeling on my knees in the corner of the room behind her desk, bent all the way down with my hands stretched out on the floor like a yoga pose, with my head resting on the floor. Dear Lady cared about my comfort.

The sound of Dear Lady's high heels filled my body with pleasure. The delight of the sound of her walking filled every single cell of mine with desire. I had imagined many times that she would walk over me--that I would lie underneath her and Dear Lady would graciously walk across my body.

Dear Lady approached me, and then the sound of her heels stopped. With a slight pressure on my head, I realized Dear Lady had taken off her shoes and her foot was resting on my head. I fought hard not to squirm; my whole being was screaming to turn around and kiss every single toe of my Lady, to draw the scent of her feet into my soul and feel them. Dear Lady stroked my head. Lucky my hair; they were feeling Lady's fingers.

Feeling a pulling sensation in my pussy, I realized Dear Lady had started the suction. My pussy was stretched and stretched and stretched. At the same time, Lady dragged her foot across my back and caressed me. I was very ready, but I knew Dear Lady wouldn't let me orgasm anytime soon. My pussy was intensely aroused, and I thought my clitoris must have gotten much larger.

Dear Lady stopped the suction, and then with a kick to my buttocks, she signaled that I needed to spread my legs. I opened my legs, and Lady removed the suction device. My pussy felt a sense of release. Lady touched me, running her fingers over my pussy, and then gripped my intensely ready pussy in her strong, plump hand, starting to rub me. I tried my best not to twist and turn too much. I was intensely ready to orgasm, but according to our previous agreement, until Lady gave the order, I had no right to come.

Dear Lady increased the speed of her hand. She always said, "I expect more from you!" and she always pushed me hard, although I also had certain special privileges.

For example, I was the only person who was allowed to have another loved one besides dear Dear Lady.

I was the only one Lady allowed me to have sex with.

And I was the only one who had been fucked twice by Lady's own fingers!

Lady finally released my pussy and cleaned her wet hand on my thighs.

Then she kicked my buttocks again, and I closed my legs.

Dear Lady took off her chador and sat behind the desk. I was waiting for the order to run and position myself under her feet. From the noise made, I realized Lady was tidying up the desk. That used to be my job, but recently she had said she was going to give me another task.

Dear Lady's distinctive voice filled my ears: "Are you ready for your new task?"

While my entire being was panting, I said, "Yes, Lady!"

"-Get up and come here."

Just as Lady had taught me, I first lifted my hands and then my upper body, rising from the floor with my arms crossed over my chest. As I stood up, I was close to falling, but I managed to steady myself. I had no doubt that Dear Lady was watching me closely, and if I had fallen, she would have had a plan for me. When my gaze met her mysterious look, my guess turned into certainty.

"-Are you paralyzed?"

Stammering and confused, I said, "Y-y-yes, y...?"

She tapped the desk twice with her finger and said, "I said come here!"

I quickly moved toward her desk.

"-I have another plan for confused slaves!"

I bit my lip and said, "S-sorry, L-lady. I re..."

The words kept getting tangled on my tongue.

Lady lowered her head and waited for me to continue: "Forgive me, Lady. I'm sorry."

She shook her head and stood up from behind the desk. "Let's see how you perform your task." She walked toward the door; when she reached the door, she turned back and looked at me.

Stammering, I said, "Should I come, Dear Lady?"

She looked at me without a word.

I quickly snapped to my senses and went toward her. Lady ordered: "Remove your hands from in front of your breasts!"

I quickly placed my hands by my sides.

Lady looked at my breasts, then with her strong hands, grabbed my left nipple and played with it. Then she went to my right nipple, gently pulling it with her fingers and continuing until it hardened.

Then she struck the upper part of my pussy hard: "Legs apart!"

I quickly opened my legs. Seeing the wetness between my legs, she shook her head and went to her desk. She put on a glove and then told me to lie down on the desk and open my legs. I lay on my back across the width of the desk, opened my legs, and pulled them up toward my chest.

Lady started messing with my pussy, pulling out my clitoris and playing with it. I couldn't stop my moans, and every now and then a sound escaped me; Lady smiled and played with me. She rubbed fast; when my moans increased, she would smile and pull back. She took my clitoris between her fingers and squeezed it a little, then rapidly struck me with her finger before moving her finger toward my vagina to play with it.

"-It's so wet that..."

I smiled and opened my legs wider. She kept rubbing my pussy fast, rubbing and rubbing, and I drifted further and further out of my own world. I no longer knew where I was or who I was; I understood nothing, for I belonged to Dear Lady.

And finally, I orgasmed. Lady kept her hand on my pussy, and I came into the warm bowl of her hand, filled with joy at the thought that she could feel my tremors against her hand. Lady leaned down and kissed my foot, took off the glove, and headed toward the door.

I stood up and followed behind Lady, who was waiting for me by the door. When I reached her, I opened my legs, grabbed my nipples, pulled them, and played with them until they hardened. Dear Lady smiled and nodded, then opened the door and walked outside. While keeping my legs apart, I walked out of the door at a slow pace because keeping my legs spread made it hard to walk fast.

Lady grabbed my right nipple and looked into my eyes. Did she want to use it as a leash? I was scared; I was very sensitive about my nipple. I said nothing. Lady ruthlessly pulled my nipple, and I hurried along behind her. I had forgotten to keep my legs spread, walking fast behind Lady.

Finally, Lady stopped. She turned back and, seeing that my legs were closed, let go of my breast and struck the upper part of my pussy hard with the back of her hand. I screamed. She grabbed my sensitive nipple again and, while squeezing it, whispered in my ear: "You threw your Lady's word on the ground."

She glanced at my pussy and said, "It needs to be punished, doesn't it?"

Squeezing my nipple harder, she continued, "This too, huh? Because it didn't hurt as much as I wanted! You were supposed to be an animal and not be able to walk fast! Who gave you permission to become a human?"

I stared into Lady's eyes and tried to endure. I knew the pain in my nipple would bother me later, but for now, as long as Lady was present, I understood nothing and felt nothing except the presence of Dear Lady.

She released my nipple and kissed me on the lips slowly and lengthily. I leaned toward her; she let me cling to her a little and then hugged me. She kissed my lips again, and I put my hand on her chest. She kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear: "Kneel!"

I quickly knelt before her. She took off her shoes and placed her foot on the ground. I brought my head forward and began kissing...