This is a fictional tale of how I got into the things I think of, the things that please me just thinking about.
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Chapter 1.
It was 3 years ago, I was in London walking around a market at a place I do not recall the name of, but something in the corner of my eye kept getting my attention, but I looked away.
After my attention repeatedly moved to another object, another store, another planet, I gave in.
I went over the street and into a fetish store. I wasn't planning on getting anything in there, and really didn't have any intentions other than looking, until a lady, dressed head to go in spiked latex, a red and black corset, a spiked collar, a mask covering her entire face except her eyes, mouth and nose. I was stunned for a second, and her voice caught my immediate attention.
It was a soft voice, something I did not fully understood, because she looked so in control.
I stood there for a while, just staring at her.
-Are you enjoying what you see? She said in the same soft voice that caught my attention
I shook a little, but responded with a clear: Yes, very much so!
She gave it a little laugh, until her head was pulled back with the collar, a chain was attached to it, and another woman came over to us.
Dressed in a black, skintight latex dress, shining heels, higher than I had ever seen before, and in her hand was the other side of the collar the first girl was wearing.
Her hand went to the girls face and held it in the direction of her own face and she said in a dominant way
-Aren't you going to say hello properly? Like the slave you enjoy being?
-Yes, mistress Leena she said.
And within seconds she was up in my face, kissing me while holding a good grip on my balls, I did not know what else to do than to enjoy it.
She moved back again and I stood there, paralyzed.
-Did I please you Sir? She said, in a voice so soft, so gentle, like she was afraid of something.
Stuttering I responded: I don't know what to say, that was, different?
The woman stepped forward and said, in a hard, but pleasant manner:
-I apologize for my rudeness Sir. Let me introduce myself, my name is Mistress Leena, but you may call me Leena, and this is my slave, she does not yet have a name. She is still in training I'm afraid.
Like the gentleman I was, and always planned on being, I took her hand and gave it a soft kiss, to my surprise she responded with
-You might be a gentleman, but here we do not greet like that, we greet the way you just learned by my little slave.
And yet again, a hand grabbed my balls and a pair of beautiful lips was headed my way, this time I was more prepared, and I kissed back, unaware if I was doing a good job or not.
She stepped back and said: That was better, but you lack the hand movements, you to get to feel what I have to offer, and I sure have something to offer you, but not quite yet. If I may ask you what you may be looking for, I could lend you some assistance if you wish it.
-I am not sure if I'm looking for anything, I have never really been into this sort of thing, and I just wanted to have a look.
-Oh, you are newer to this than I expected I see, let's find something for you to try then shall we? Without a single pause, she began to move towards the back of the store, looking for something she knew was there.
We halted at a rack of body suits, and she took one down, put it over her arm and kept moving. This time we stopped at an underwear section, she took down something that appeared to be latex, with a sheath for your penis, so you could have a real boner within it without restrictions. But I could not see the whole outfit. She took a collar down, and a few straps down from a rack of similar items.
She turned around and smiled at me, but turned her face to her slave and said in a demanding way:
-Show the gentleman where we change and help him into this. Go, now!
The slave got her collar clipped off and took a firm grasp of my butt to push me towards a door with a lock. She moved in front of me and pushed me inside and herself as well into the room, she then proceeded to lock the door behind us.
I didn't quite understand what was going on, but something definitely was, and before I got the chance to stop her I asked if she expected me to wear that?
She nodded, and once more grabbed my balls, but this time no kiss, she went down to her knees and unzipped my pants, and because I am the man I am, I did not resist, letting her do whatever. Unexpectedly she removed my underwear and immediately started to suck me off, growing harder and harder for every second passing, she kept going. She slowed down, and stopped moving over to a shelf of what looked like to be full of oils and other toys. She took one of the oils out and smeared it on a small dildo. She did not say anything and went back to my and went back to giving me this amazing blowjob.
Speechless, I stood there just enjoying what was happening, until I felt the dildo behind me, I tried to move and she looked at me and said:
-Trust me, this will help if you wish to get into the clothes the mistress demanded you to wear, if you do this, you may get to please me, and I would like you to.
I was out of words, so I let her do what she was doing, because it felt just so amazing.
I could feel the dildo along my exposed ass, she pushed it, and in it went, slowly back and forth with the same rhythm as her mouth, and it felt amazing. This new sensation, something I never considered.
Never before had I thought about putting something inside my own ass, but this, indescribable.