It was a sunny summer's day with not a cloud in the sky. I sat in the bedroom of my city penthouse wearing a comfortable satin lounging robe and sipping a glass of pleasantly chilled wine. I gazed out of the window a little more before turning to look at the slave chained to the foot of my bed.
He was wearing the standard slave collar as his only attire, with a chain leash running from the collar to an attachment point at the bottom corner of the bed. Slender but muscular, I could see why my husband had paid a pretty penny for my new toy. Having slaves might be a common practice these days but the good ones never came cheap.
He looked straight at me as I observed him. My robe was parted to show the curve of my perky breasts and the electric pink of my French Connection panties. There was lust in his eyes but I didn't mind. Let him look all he wants, I'm never shy to be seen in a state of undress around my property. On another occasion I'd likely want to make use of his attractive equipment, but the first day with a new slave I like to show them their place.
"Do you have a name, slave?"
"Stan, mistress."
"Stan is a nice name, it suits you well. I'll have my jeweller carve it on a tag to keep next to your sleeping area. In this room though, you will be my slut and serve me as I please. I will refer to you only as slut, slave or bitch as I see fit. Do you have any problem with that, slave?"
"None at all mistress."
"Good, now I want a foot massage."
"Yes mistress."
He was blushing, the lesson sinking in that he was here to see to my every whim. I belly flopped inelegantly onto the bed with my feet hanging over the edge. I had been walking around without slippers but the daily housekeeping kept the apartment spotless. He was doing a good job, thoroughly working over the soles and even the toes. I ignored him for now though, if I paid attention to him all the time what would be the point of him being here.
I sat playing on my phone and making casual progress through the wine, unhurried in the balmy weather. At some point my thoughts strayed and I browsed a little porn. One particular video piqued my interest and I settled in to watch. His fingers twitched when the main actress started to moan. His movement was almost imperceptible but they betrayed his strained arousal. The porn was starting to get to the good bit and I decided I was going to get off too. The last three months since we moved the previous slave to one of our other properties I had made do with my trusty bullet. It made for a pleasant change to have somebody else to do the work.
I turned and unclipped his leash. Giving a light tug I coaxed him onto the bed. I laid back, focussing on the porn and the growing heat between my legs.
"Take my underwear off and lick me. Quickly."
"Yes mistress."
I lifted my hips slightly to allow my panties to be slid off and he set to work. He licked slowly at first but I let out a sigh as he picked up the pace on my command. The star of the porn was the babe type, young and tight in all the right places. Her breasts heaved as the man on top of her slid his baton in and out with long strokes. I kneaded my own breasts from time to time, building to a climax. I came just as the star peaked and switched it off before the guy got to cum. The slave had completed his task but I was quite comfortable so laid there a minute with his head inches from my crotch before getting up.
"Good boy," I said, giving him a pat on the head. I had him resume his position at the foot of the bed and reattached the leash to the clip. I then walked off into the lounge to attend to my plants. He'd be fine down there for a bit, there was even a bowl of water screwed to the floor for him to drink from if he got thirsty.
I topped up my wine a smidge and went to inspect my collection. All was going well, there were a couple which had been suffering with pests but those were clearing up nicely. There was even a new shoot growing from my monstera ardansonii albo, remarkable given how fussy they were supposed to be. After about ten minutes I was most of the way through checking them but decided to set the next step of the initiation going. I walked back to the bedroom and found him bent over and drinking from the bowl.
"I want you to go prepare your ass and insert the medium plug from the bathroom drawer. When you are done, come back to the bedroom and wait for me."
"Yes mistress."
