I was 56 years old when I became a Pussy Slave. I, my name is Steve, was born in august 1961 and she, Casandra, in December 1985, a 24 year age different. When I met her I was a Store Manager at a Dollar Store and I hired her in early January 2013. My wife of twenty years died in February 2013.
I was always a loner, but liked to have one person around to be close to. I had always settled for a woman, made due. This was my 2nd marriage, and both were loveless ones. I did not date in high school or much later on and did not have much experience with woman. I had sex with only a hand full of women. I wanted a different type of woman, one that I could give myself to.
Casandra is very beautiful, with a smile that lights up a room, and she has legs to die for. I was smitten. While working with her, I learned that Casandra has had legal troubles; in fact, her DL is suspended for unpaid court fines and cost. In less than 6 months, I paid the unpaid court fines and cost, about $2000, and Casandra got her DL back.
Over the next several years, I paid for things for Casandra, as "Loans." This and that. I have an extra car, let her drive it, and I pay for the insurance. Eventually, by the end of 2018, I had "Loaned" her over $30K, which she says she will pay back.
I rarely see her, we mainly commutated through Face Book Messenger. I loved her as a Lover but she loved me as a Friend. I tell her that "no friend would do for you what I have done. And no other man would do it without getting something in return." For all I did for her, we never even kissed let alone had sex. I never pushed it. I did not want her to think that I "expected" sex for all my help. I loved her but Casandra was afraid of the age difference. I tried so hard to be patience with her. I never used the money to get her to have sex with him and I never used it against her.
Finally, after 6 years of wanting her, I made a big decision. I give her a "Proposal" but I was hesitant to give it to her. I thought, "It may drive her away. But, nothing is ever going to change. I have to do something." So I tell her "I have a proposal", and when I see her, I handed her a paper. This read:
Hi Sweetheart,
This will scare you I'm sure. Warning: There are some "bad" words below.
Casandra, you say you don't want to hurt me. And so, you say that we cannot have a sexual relationship. How about this idea. Not pressuring you but think about it, please.
Why don't you allow me to Serve you or put another way, to Worship you. You come over to my place and take your clothes off. I get to see you in all your glory. Then you lay down on my bed. I will then explore your body; I will caress you, I will fondle your wonderful breasts and suck on your nipples, I will rub your mound and I will eat your pussy. I will bring you too many orgasms and bring you much pleasure. I promise to leave my pants on. My only concern will be to bring you pleasure. My reward will be bringing you that pleasure. We would only have intercourse if you want to. You will be in control. You can think of me as your "boy toy" if you want. If it works out, this could be a weekly or monthly thing. If I cannot have intercourse with you, at least let me serve you and give you pleasure, instead of just financial help.
I know, this is crazy. But I have known you for going on six years. I'm tired of waiting for you. If this drives you away, I'll be sad. But I need to try something. Think about it, please.
Love You, Steve
I watched her read it, and when finished Casandra looks up and says, "This sounds like you want to be my Slave."
"I believe "Pussy Slave" would be accurate," I replied.
"I'll have to think about it," she says.
Casandra returns in a couple of days and takes me up on it. Casandra undresses, then we walked to my bedroom and she lies down on my bed, while I take my shirt off but keep my pants on. I joined her on the bed and I kissed her, fondled, rubbed and sucked on her breasts, caressed her body, rubbed her mound, gently kissed her body, working my way down to her feet. Then I worked my way up her legs to her pussy. And I eat her pussy and keep eating her pussy and Casandra had many orgasms.
She returned two weeks later, and has the same wonderful experience. And after, she looks at me, while I was on my knees before her, and says, "You enjoy this, don't you? Serving me I mean."
I answered, "Yes I do."
"Why," she asks.
I answered, "Because, if I cannot be your lover and mate, being your Pussy Slave is the next best thing. I love you Casandra."
Casandra looks down at me and says, "This could work for us. If you do as you're told."
And I said, "Always."
It became a once a week thing. Same pattern, Casandra enters the condo; she strips, she lies down and I serviced her to multiple orgasms. This continued for a couple of months, when one day Casandra showed up with a bag.
She said, "Slave Steve, strip."
I took my clothes off and Casandra handed me a pair of panties, saying,"You want to have sex like a woman, you should dress like one. Put them on."
Which I do. Then Casandra handed me a matching bra and helped me put it on. She pulls out of the bag a pair of adult diapers, hands them to me and says, "Put them on. This will keep you honest."
I did as ordered and then Casandra pulls one more item from the bag; a collar with leash, and put it around my neck.
She orders, "Come with me."