As always this is a fictional story with elements of bdsm, slavery and cuckold. All characters are aged over 18.
Sorry it's taken a while for a second installment but real life has been pretty hectic lately.
Anyway I hope you enjoy this story as much as the first.
Becoming a slave part 2.
I woke on Saturday morning very early around 6am which was unusual for me I usually slept in on weekends. My ass still extremely sore from the caning I received the previous evening reminding me what I had experienced was not a dream.
I lay in bed replaying the previous night in my head remembering how much I had enjoyed it and how long I'd waited for this kind of opportunity.
Around 7am I decided to take a shower, Bella and Craig had already said I could make myself at home when it came to hygiene. The warm water actually helped take the sting out of my ass.
After showering I put on some shorts and t-shirt then made my way to the kitchen. I wanted to show Mistress Bella I could be of service so after eventually finding everything I needed I made a pot of coffee and some bagels. I pondered if I should serve breakfast in bed or just wait for them to wake up and come downstairs. My thoughts were interrupted when Craig appeared in the kitchen. He sat down at the table and thanked me for making breakfast. We chatted about normal guy things cars sports and stuff for around 10 mins when eventually mistress Bella made her entrance.
I greeted her with a good morning Mistress which was met with a smile she then kissed Craig on the cheek. Even at 8.30am in the morning this woman was stunning, her hair tied up in a high ponytail she wore some black lingerie with a lace robe over the top and some kitten heel mules on her feet. She sat at the table poured herself some coffee and simply clicked her fingers and pointed at her feet, I got the message loud and clear dropped to my knees where I started lightly kissing each toe. While I worked at her feet they chatted as a normal married couple would over morning coffee. After around 20 minutes Bella ordered me to go upstairs and run her bath. I duly did as I was told ran her a hot bubble bath and laid a towel on the rail ready for her, unsure what I should do next I kneeled on the bathroom floor with my hands behind my back until she arrived.
When Mistress entered the bathroom she simply dismissed me and told me to wait for her downstairs, I was to have some breakfast then clear the kitchen and wash up so it was clean when she returned. I made my way downstairs into the kitchen Craig had now left for his morning jog so I sat at the table enjoyed a bagel and a cup of coffee. Once finished I cleared away all the dishes, cleaned the surfaces, washed everything and put them away. I returned to sitting at the table again unsure what I should do next.
It seemed like an eternity until Mistress arrived in the kitchen, now dressed with her hair and light make up done I was in awe of her beauty, she wore a black top with a denim skirt and some shiny black pantyhose on her legs with her feet back in her kitten heels. She informed me that she was going to give me a list of chores to complete whilst she relaxed with her book, chores really weren't my strongest asset however my desire to serve her meant I'd give it 100% effort and hope that was satisfactory for her.
She sat in her recliner chair in the living room then ordered me to kneel in front of her while she instructed me what she wanted done.