The Countryside Pt 02

Sam made his way back to Freya's house the following morning, his excitement was becoming more evident as he walked towards Freya, who was waiting at the front door. He felt a rush of adrenaline running through his body, and his heart was racing with anticipation. He couldn't believe that his secret desires could potentially become a reality.

Freya could sense Sam's eagerness, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of power and control. She knew that she had found a new plaything in Sam, someone who would be willing to submit to her every desire.

"Sam, I have a proposal for you," Freya said, her voice dripping with confidence and dominance. "I need someone to serve me, to obey my every command, to pleasure me whenever I want."

Sam's eyes widened as he realized what Freya was proposing. He had always had fantasies about being submissive to a dominant woman, but he had never found anyone who was willing to indulge his desires.

"What are you proposing, Freya?" Sam asked, his voice trembling with excitement.

"I want you to be my submissive," Freya said, moving closer to Sam. "I want you to serve me, to please me, and to do everything I tell you to do. In return, I will take care of you, provide for you, and give you everything you need."

Sam's mind was racing as he considered Freya's offer. He knew that it was a risky proposition, but he couldn't resist the idea of serving this powerful woman and fulfilling his deepest desires.

"I accept," Sam said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Freya smiled, her eyes glittering with delight. "Good boy," she said, reaching out to caress Sam's cheek. "You won't regret this... follow me in to the kitchen, we need to discuss further."

After several minutes, the conversation had come to an end, Freya had explained that they would start things slow, and let their relationship develop organically. She discussed the importance of trust and communication, ensuring Sam felt safe within their new dynamic.

Sam could not believe how lucky he was, Freya was giving him accommodation, with the structure and stability that he had always craved.

"I really liked seeing you in those tight little swimming trunks... I think maybe you should wear them while you're doing your first couple of tasks" Freya smiled with delight. Sam's eyes darted across to the kitchen table, noticing the trunks folded neatly.

"Strip down and put them on darling, I even washed and dried them for you" Freya's voice smoothly hiding her growing excitement. "Ahh sure thing.." Sam's voice breaking... "Sam... From now on when I give you a command you will say, Yes Lady Freya" handing him the trunks.

"Yes. Lady Freya"

Sam slides off his clothing hastily, and pulls up the trunks, this time struggling even more to fit everything in... "Ohh sorry Sam, I think I might've left them in the dryer for a little bit too long... they seemed to have shrunk" Freya now grinning devilishly.

Sam looked down and could see the outline of his cock, his package barely being contained by the stretched material. On the other side, he could feel the trunks begin to creep up between his arse cheeks. Just as Sam went to pick them out Freya interjected, "Leave them be, they look even better than yesterday!"

"Yes. Lady Freya"

Freya took a step back, inspecting the man who just accepted to submit to her, "Hands at your side cutey" she commands. Sam moves his hands to his hip, his cock now hardening at the simple thought of his vulnerability and loss of control.

"Oooh someone is a little excited?" Freya questions cheekily.

"I'm sorry..."

Freya interjects once more, "Do not apologise my sub, I am thrilled by your excitement... now make me a coffee and serve me a croissant, you'll find them in the cupboard."

"Yes Lady Freya", Sam submits.

Sam completes a few simple tasks for Freya throughout the morning, including cleaning up after Freya's breakfast, mopping the kitchen floor and wiping down the various surfaces throughout the kitchen.

Freya was pleasantly pleased with Sam's ability to work efficiently, she nodded with approval as he completed each of the tasks she had set for him to complete. "You are doing such a great job.. please follow me outside, I need you to scrub the walls of the pool" Freya commanded.

Sam followed quickly behind, and instantly noticed the pool scoop with scrubber waiting for him. Sam thought to himself, 'I could've used that to retrieve the vacuum yesterday without getting in the water'.

"There's not much grime, but could you clean the walls please, I'll be here to watch and direct if need be", Freya lay down on a nearby pool chair, and Sam got straight to work. It was still fairly early in the morning but the sun was shining and his body began to heat up quickly.

Sam looked across the pool towards Freya, he couldn't help taking in her beauty, she was gorgeous, and he was submitting to her, his heart began to quicken, he was becoming erect once more. Sam tried to gather himself, 'Come on Sam, concentrate, we need to do a good job for Lady Freya'.

Freya was now glancing at her phone, she seemed to be smiling, and occasionally giggling. She had positioned herself so she was laying down more flatly, and had taken off her over-shirt, she was now wearing a tight white shirt that complimented her sexy bust and figure.

As Sam continued to work on the pool, he couldn't control himself from peeking at Freya and admiring her beauty, each time he did so, his cock would stiffen with excitement uncontrollably. But he would continue to circle the pool scrubbing vigorously until it was sparkling clean.

"Lady Freya... I have finished cleaning the pool." Standing before her with the pool scoop in hand. Freya stands up gracefully, heads to the edge of the pool and inspects Sam's work. "You have done a very very good job my darling boy".

Sam stands proudly.

"Hmm... the sun is quite strong today" Freya says aloud, thinking to herself. "I want you to give me a massage", she states as she begins to remove her clothing. Freya now stands before Sam, in nothing but a matching black bra and panties, a simple design with satin material.

Sam is now fully erect, his cock pushing firmly against the tightened swimming trunks, Lady Freya peers down with a deep smile, "Your little friend is so eager to play, he might burst out of the material if he's not careful" she laughs, as she lies down on to the deck chair.

Sam's hands glided across Freya's back, gently rubbing the reef oil into her skin. Starting at her shoulders, he works his way down her spine, tracing the curves of her body with his fingertips. As he reached her lower back, he applied a little more pressure, feeling the tension slowly ease out of her muscles. A wet patch appears at the tip of the evidently erect cock.

Moving down to her perfectly shaped arse, he begins to knead the soft flesh, enjoying the opportunity to touch her heavenly body, with each movement Freya experiences shivers of pleasure through her body. He continues down to her beautiful legs, rubbing each one from top to bottom, taking care to pay attention to every inch of her silky skin.

Finally, he begins to massage her feet, gently gripping each individual toe and the soles of her feet, making her feel completely relaxed and rejuvenated. As Freya rolls over on to her back, she can now see Sam standing before her, his precum now dripping through from underneath the material.

"I think we need to do something about this..." Freya pointing at Sam's crotch. Sam looks down and is surprised by the amount of precum that had built up. It almost looks as if he has wet himself, Sam blushes a deep red with embarrassment.

Freya has now sat up, and positioned herself so that she can reach his stiffened cock. She begins to massage his cock through the nylon material. Sam's body tightens, at the pleasurable sensation he is now feeling throughout his whole body, he gives in to her touch, and accepts the pleasure through moans.

He begins to gently thrust his hips in anticipation to her incredible touch, the pleasure continues to build as he edges closer and closer to orgasm. Her movements are rhythmic and mesmerising, his eyes begin to lose focus, as he feels his body readying itself for release.

Freya's grip tightens, Sam's desire to ejaculate increases. His breathing has hastened. His hips thrusting more firmly. Freya's hand loosens, stops stroking and releases. Sam continues to thrust, and quickly realises there is no longer a sensation.

Freya looks up at Sam, "On second thoughts my darling sub, let's keep you horny and desperate for release... I think you'll be more willing to obey me this way."