"Good boy. Kiss my foot and let me think."
After a couple of minutes, Emma raised from the bed and went to the bathroom. When she came back, she was holding a used condom filled with cold cum. It was tied to prevent leaking. She sat on the bed and started to swing the condom right in front of my face.
"Now, tell me what you were thinking. If I like the words you are going to say to me, you will be forgiven. But if not, you are going to keep this in your mouth for the rest of the day, and going to eat that cum before you sleep. And it will be your meal for today. Am I clear? What was in your mind this morning? Did you really think about disobeying me?"
"No, Emma I swear. I was freezing and had to came back to home. And I did not think that you might be naked when opening the door. I am so sorry. I will be more careful next time. I am even more obedient than before. Forgive me."
She was slowly swinging the condom and slapping to my face as I was standing without moving. But inside I was about to vomit. Each time the condom slaps to my face, everything in my stomach was moving towards my mouth.
"Do you like to suck it for me?"
"No, Emma, please don't do it."
"So, if I want to do, would you object?"
"No I can't"
"Do you like to give me an oral?"
She slightly opened up her legs, and showed me her sweet pink pussy.
I sighed. She giggled.
"Yes, Emma. I love to give you an oral."
"Then open your mouth, and taste my pussy from it. If you suck that condom well enough, then you will show me that you want to give me an oral."
I opened my mouth with disgust, she put the condom on my tongue, and make me to shut my mouth. The knotted end of the condom was hanging on my chin.
"You amaze me, Steve. Everytime I test your self-respect, you go even deeper. Don't you have any dignity? It was too obvious that you were angry to me in the morning. You were angry because I prefer someone else to sleep with instead of you, right? You are doing all this sick shit to impress me, and you desperately see that it doesn't work. Come on, do you really think that sucking a condom will impress me to be with you? Are you serious? It amuses me, but that's all. That's so funny that I can do whatever I want to you. And I will continue to do it. You know why? I used to think that you really love me and do what you do because of that. But now I am sure that you are a desperate submissive male. It is in your soul, and you can't do anything about that. You are a good guy actually. You might be even a good boyfriend material, if you had even a bit of self-respect. However, even I will be your wife, you won't be happy as much as when you're my slave."
I was sucking a used condom full of cold cum, and listening the love of my life. I was about to vomit, I was about to cry. But, my dick was hard. And she was aware of that.
To be honest, I always had a submissive side around girls, and never had a self-confidence to make a move or else. But she had become my catalyst. She was making a new man out of me, with only one purpose; to serve her. And after all, I was happy inside.
"Get up" Emma told me.
I got up, and now my fully-erected dick was right in front of her face. She put her index finger at the tip of it and started to stroke it very very slowly, with just one finger. My dick instantly become rock hard and started to beat like my heart. I was shaking out of excitement, and in just seconds I was nearly cumming.
"When was the last time you stroke?"
"Y-y-esterdayy"
"What did you think about?"
"You"
"Like what?"
"We... w... were havinnng.. sex."
"Good. In which position?"
"Please Emma, I am about to cum."
"Don't dare to cum. Continue, in which position?"
I closed my eyes. It was hard, too hard. It was my first time experiencing the edging, the strangest feeling a man can see. It was like just standing on the edge of the sea on a very bright and hot afternoon, and feeling the cold waves on your feet, and waiting there when every inch of your body is burning under the sun. It was like seeing a cup of water on the other side of a window right in the middle of the desert. It was so close, yet so far.
"You... were... on my lap... I was sit... sitting.... On the edge .... of the bed.... Sucking... oh please... please Emma... let me..."
"I said continue."
"sucking your... tits..."
"Did you cum inside me?"
"Yes...."
She laughed out loud, and stopped edging me.
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"Emma, please don't do it. Please let me cum. I beg you."
"Then beg more, and I won't let you anyhow. But seeing you beg me makes me happy. Go on."
I instatly got on my knees, lowered my head to her feet and started begging her to let me cum, My penis was rock hard and overly sensitive to anything. Maybe just a couple of rubs would make me cum. But, after a couple of minutes Emma softly kicked me on my face
"Enough. You are boring. Next time you beg, say something very original and amaze me. It's your homework. Now, go and make me a breakfast. And keep that condom in your mouth."
I prepared her breakfast with a rock hard dick, and a used condom in my mouth.
When she was eating, I went to my room and masturbated. Right after the orgasm, I started crying instantly. I`ve never cried like that before. It was like a huge espousing for me. I have accepted what was happened, and what will be happen to me at that moment. There was nothing to do for me, it was my faith.
She had become much more comfortable with me after I saw her naked. After that day, she started undressing and even being completely naked around me from time to time. She was even having fun with me if I get erected. She put a nickname to my dick, the court dwarf. She was always mocking my sexual side actually. I honestly would prefer that if she ignore me completely, not expose her body to me, or maybe forbid me to jerk off. Because it would mean that one way or another she was still considering me as a heterosexual male. But she was just openly indifferent to my sexual side. To be honest, it was the most humiliating thing I experienced so far.
And I was always thinking about her when I was masturbating. Hugging her gently, kissing her lips, pushing her to my chest, feeling her soft fingers on my body, sliding into her pussy, grabbing her boobs and lots of other things, was always in my mind like a very vivid dream I just woke up.
A couple of weeks passed. It was like nothing has happened. We were going to our offices in weekdays, and rest of the week I was serving her. Occasionally she was going out, and wasn`t coming back to home. I never asked where she was. I was afraid of the answer. And sometimes, she was silently crying for Paul. That was the hardest thing for me. Not only because she was crying for a disgusting-cheating ex-boyfriend, but also it was obvious that she is broken inside. She couldn`t get over the break up. But she was happy and comfortable at all the other times, I was doing everything to keep her comfortable.
One night, a Wednesday night that I still remember very vividly, when I was sleeping in my room, I heard a loud and cheerful scream. It was coming from Emma. She rushed out her room and came to me and hugged. I was quite shocked. I hugged her back, and after a couple of seconds she kissed me on my cheek. I was shocked even more.
"Paul just sent me a text. He wants to meet me talk about our relationship."
"Emma, are you sure? He hurt you badly, I don`t want to see you like that again."
Emma`s face fell.
"What are you now, a relationship adviser? Are you smarter than me? Are you more experienced?"
"No I did not mean that I was ju..."
"Shut the fuck up. It was my mistake that I gave consequence to you. I want to be happy just for once and you are killing my mood."
"But Emma, I just thou...."
"I. SAID. SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP"
She yelled at me so loudly that I was sure that our neighbours heard that. I just went dead silent.
"Fuck you you stupid useless cunt. Fuck you and your thoughts. Who are you? When did you start thinking? Last time I saw you were getting high by kissing my soles. And now you think that you can give advice to me? Fuck your thoughts. You are not meant to be think. I don't want you to think. You are just a clown, OK? You are my muppet. You can`t have thoughts."
"I`m sorry."
"Better be. You ruined my night, again. Go fetch me a wine and bring it to my room."
When I got inside her room with a glass of wine, she was sitting on the bed and texting with someone with a smile on her face. She ordered me to get naked and grovel at the end of her bed. I did it.
"Keep the tip of your nose touching the floor and stay like that until the morning. And remember not to think again."
She went to sleep after like half an hour, and I stayed there just like she told me.
I woke her up as usual, by kissing and massaging her feet softly. She clearly told me that she hates alarm clocks so we were doing it since the beginning. Just before she left for work, she stopped:
"Did you think about what did you do last night?"
"Yes Emma, I`m sorry."
"You should not think, shithead, you never learn."
She laughed with cheer, and shut the door.
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She was going to meet with Paul that Friday night. After almost two months of break-up, they`ve decided to meet and talk about what happened. I pick her up a little bit earlier than usual, drove her home, and helped her to get dressed and put a make-up. She was trying to be in her best look. A little bit flashy, a little bit provocative, and a little bit best-girlfriend-ever. If you ask to me, Emma was gorgeous even in her pyjamas, but that night she was definitely an angel. Paul is a very lucky guy, I thought.
We did not talk much when she was getting ready for the date. She was just ordering me. After, I drove her to the restaurant that they were going to meet. Just before she leave, she told me:
"Be ready and wait for my call. I might need you. Stay awake until the morning if necessary."
