"Hello?" I said as I picked up the phone.
"Hey Max, it's Jessie." Jessica Burns was one of my closest friends. We had met in high school and became closer friends when we both attended state university.
"Hey Jessie. How was your therapy session today?" Two months back Jessie had been raped in a parking garage. She was going to unlock her car when someone jumped her from behind, taped her mouth over, and dragged her into the back of a van. A few minutes later they dumped her out the back of the van and drove off. She never even got a look at his face, so needless to say, the police couldn't do much.
"My therapist thinks I'm making progress, but it's like taking babysteps. I feel like I haven't gotten anywhere really, I'm still reliving the trauma in nightmares almost every night."
"Does your therapist have any ideas?"
"Well, she suggested something, but it would be so difficult to do, I just don't think it's possible. Plus, it involves another person making a huge sacrifice, which makes it even more difficult."
"I'd be willing to help. What did she suggest?"
"You should let me explain before you agree to anything Max, this is a huge sacrifice we're talking about."
"Go ahead, explain."
"Well, when I was raped I completely lost control. Everything was in the hands of this guy, and there was absolutely nothing I could do. He had me pinned, and he was stronger, so all I could do was scream through the gag in my mouth. My therapist suggested that one way to try and make peace with this situation would be to take control myself."
"How do you mean?"
"Sexually, of course. I need to find a guy who is willing to submit himself to abuse, serious abuse, at my hands. Someone who is willing to totally give up control and let himself be dominated."
My heart was racing. Jessie had now way of knowing, but domination was my ultimate fantasy. I have always dreamed about a woman taking total control, smothering me with her pussy, making me eat her ass, fucking me with a strapon, etc. It was like a dream come true, I just didn't want to sound too excited.
"I know it's a big deal Jessie, but I'd like to help. I'd be willing to take that abuse if it was going to help you get better. You know I care for you."
She breathed a sigh of relief. "I was hoping you'd agree Max, because I don't know who else I'd have gone to."
"No problem at all Jessie."
"Come over to my place at 8:00 sharp tomorrow. Just know that when you arrive I'm not going to be the person you're used to; I'll have become the new Jessie by that point."
"I'll be there at 8:00."
I was so damned excited I could hardly contain myself. I had always read erotic stories and watched dominatrix porn, but I had never actually been dominated. I quickly dropped my shorts and stroked myself to a thunderous orgasm. I bent over slightly and imagined Jessie plunging her strapon cock into my ass, grabbing my hair and calling me "bitch." I came quickly and collapsed in a heap, shaking slightly from the power of the orgasm. Tomorrow night had great promise.
THE NEXT EVENING
At about 7:30 I stepped out of the shower and threw on a clean pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I dressed simply assuming that I'd be nude soon enough so what did it matter. I hopped in my car and rushed over to Jessie's, arriving at the front door a few minutes early. I took a breath to compose myself and knocked on the door.
As the door opened I was greeted with a jaw dropping site. Starting at the bottom, Jessie was dressed in black high heel patent leather boots that ended just above her knee. Her legs were adorned with black fishnet stockings, and she wore a black latex corset that covered her lovely C-Cup breasts. Her pussy was covered by a sexy pair of black thong panties. Her hair was in a high riding ponytail, a suble touch, but the final piece in the dominatrix outfit.
"On your knees bitch. You will do exactly as I say tonight or you will be punished with a severe lashing. You will refer to me as Mistress and nothing else. You will only speak when spoken to. Any disobedience will result in unpleasant pain for your pretty little ass."
As I listened to hear speak (on my knees of course), I felt the beginnings of an erection. This was my fantasy come true, and Jessie looked hotter than I ever could have imagined.
"I want you to come over here slut and give my boots a kiss. Show me how much you desire me. Crawl to me on your hands and knees"
I crawled over to her and bent my head to her feet to give her shiny boots a kiss.
"Now lick them."
I snaked my tongue out of my mouth and licked from her toe area all the way to her ankle. The boot tasted fresh almost, not pungent at all. An erotic shiver rushed through my body.
"Good little slut. Now I want you to lick all the way up to the top of the boot."
I started at her ankle and ran my tongue up the entire length of her calf and over her knee, taking in the sweet taste of the boot along the way. It was so incredibly erotic to give in to her commands and let myself be guided.
"Now lick the other one."
I repeated the same process on her other boot, leaving a sheen of saliva up the entire length.