Slave To My Secretary Ch 03

WARNING TO READERS. WHAT YOU ARE ABOUT TO READ IS COMPLETE FANTASY. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER 18. THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS LESBIAN D/S, NON CON SCENARIOS, HUMILIATION, AND BONDAGE. READ AT YOU'RE OWN RISK. REMEMBER THIS IS FANTASY NOT REAL LIFE. ALWAYS PRACTICE CONSENT.

I was in a world of pleasure and pain. I had no idea how much time had passed since I'd been left like this by my cruel ex secretary now turned Mistress. I laid on my bed bound tightly in rope bondage. Blindfolded, ball gagged, and with plugs in my ears leaving me in total sensory deprivation with vibrators on my nipples and pussy teasing me endlessly. My body was drenched in sweat, both from the constant arousal and from straining against my bonds. I felt exhausted after pulling on the ropes in any direction I could, yet it proved pointless as I stayed in the exact same spot I was left in. Mistress was right, at first it was annoying that I couldn't orgasm, then it started to be aggravating. Then it started to ache, and soon it started to hurt more and more as I couldn't get to orgasm. Tears ran down my face through the blindfold.

Hoping that the torture could end soon, I was in both agony and ecstasy as I laid there. More time passed when suddenly the vibrators turned off. It didn't help though, as my pussy hurt so badly. I felt someone get on top of the bed and lay next to me. The earplugs were taken out, the gag was removed, and lastly the blindfold. My eyes adjusted to see my Mistress smiling at me. I immediately averted my eyes and didn't look at her as per the rule she had stated earlier.

"That's a good girl. You remembered the rules." She said happily.

She had a washcloth ready and cleaned my face, wiping away the drool, sweat, tears, and ruined makeup.

"How are you feeling, slave?" She asked.

"My pussy hurts really badly, mistress." I groaned.

"I bet it does. Here, have something to drink. You're very dehydrated."

Gently, she held my head up and brought a bottle of water to my lips. I drank greedily. I was so happy that she was showing me some mercy by giving me water.

"Thank you so much Mistress." I replied gratefully.

"I bet you want to cum really badly don't you?" Mistress asked. The Thought of actually being able to feel release sent me into a frenzy.

"Yes mistress I need to come so badly I'll do anything!" I pleaded like a mad woman.

" Anything?" She asked.

"Anything you want! Mistress anything at all!" I replied frantically.

"Then how about you eat my pussy?" She replied nonchalantly.

I hesitated to answer. I really didn't like girls, but I needed to cum so badly, I would do anything. My brain couldn't focus on anything else except making the swelling in my vagina go down.

"Yes." I replied softly.

"What was that? I couldn't quite catch that. You need to speak up slut." She said leaning closer to my mouth.

"Yes Mistress please let me eat your pussy!" I pleaded. Mistress smiled at this

"That's what I like to hear, slave."

She stood up and undressed herself until she was completely nude. It was strange seeing her nude. I had never wondered before what she looked like naked. She was very skinny, almost frail, and had much smaller breasts than me with a neatly trimmed pussy. She got on top of me and sat on my face. I Couldn't believe I was about to do this. I was about to give oral sex to another woman but I was so focused on having an orgasm that I couldn't think of anything else. I had absolutely no idea what I was doing. At first I tried to just sort of lick everything. It was weird how she tasted and the scent of her musk was actually somewhat pleasant to me.

"It's a vagina, not a bowl of water you idiot. Stop licking it like you're licking water. Move your tongue up the top of my pussy until you feel a little bead. That'll be my clit. Suck on that and keep going until I tell you".

I found her clitoris and began to suck and lick it. This apparently did it for her because she shuttered with pleasure.

"That's it. right there." She said letting out a moan.

She started to grind on my face as I continued to lick her clit. I could feel myself growing tired, my jaw aching. I started to slow down. She reached down and pinched my nose. I panicked because she now cut off my oxygen.

"if you want to breathe then lick." She growled,

I licked faster now having to breathe only through my mouth.

"Don't you dare stop." She growled, and she grabbed my hair with her other hand to push her pussy further into my face.

I felt like I was going to pass out. I continued to lick and suck on her clitoris when she suddenly uttered a long moan and she squirted all over my face and my mouth. Her squirt didn't taste bad per se, just weird. I had to force myself to swallow it so I could breathe. She got off my face and I decided to take a proactive measure, hoping that I could gain release.

"Thank you very much for letting me pleasure you, Mistress." I said as obedient as I could. She smiled at this.

"You are very welcome slave. Since you were such a good girl, I'm going to give you a reward."

She unattached the vibrator from the belt that was forced in on my pussy and sees that I'm soaking wet.

"Judging by how wet you are, you must've been in agony slut." She said as she pinched my sensitive and swollen clitoris hard between her fingers. I squeal both from pain and pleasure from the sensation.

"Yes, it hurts really badly." I whined.

She stands over me and begins to lightly kick, barely a little harder than a tap, my vagina with her foot. The sensation caused me to moan. It did hurt a bit, but It also felt really good at the same time.

"How does it feel slut?" She asked as she continued to kick my pussy. I couldn't lie to her.

"It feels amazing." I replied between Moans. I could feel myself close to orgasm.

"Don't you dare cum without permission." Mistress warned me sensing what I was thinking.

"Mistress, may I please come?" I begged.

"Tell me how much of a perverted pain slut you are first then I might let you cum."

I couldn't think of how ridiculous the idea was to say it out loud. I couldn't think of the fact that I was getting off on having another woman kick me in my vagina. All I could think about is how badly I needed to cum and this woman could grant my release.

"I'm such a perverted pain slut, that needs to cum so badly! Please Mistress I beg of you!" I whined.

"Come for me you filthy pig." She hissed as she increased the kicks.

With that derogatory remark and increasing in kicks the floodgates broke. I threw back my head and let out a high pitch squeal as I had the most intense orgasm of my life! So intense that I had inadvertently squirted all over the bed and the foot of my Mistress. My body shook with the intensity of the orgasm. I laid still sucking in deep breaths of air.

"God, you really are a nasty perverted pig, aren't you? Getting off to another woman kicking your pussy? What a total freak." Mistress said, mocking me.

"Tell me bitch, is my little slave hungry?" She asked inquisitively.

I hadn't thought about it at first, but I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. After all this, I was actually starving.

"Yes, Mistress. I'm really hungry."

"Well you're in luck, I got us dinner. I figured it would be easy instead of having you cook after I left you here for so long."

She untied me, but unfortunately I couldn't stand. I was so weak both from the struggling, intense orgasm, and hunger that I simply couldn't stand and I ended up being on all fours.

"Good girl, you know exactly where your place is."

She tied up the knot on my white Versace bathrobe. That robe cost over five hundred dollars, yet my former secretary flaunts it as if it belongs to her now. She reaches down and attaches the chain leash to my collar. I followed her as she led me into the dining room, and I found that she had gotten chinese takeout, but not just any takeout. It was from Tiger Crunch, my favorite chinese takeout restaurant in all of New York. The smell of the food made my mouth water.

"I thought we could use a little treat to celebrate our new relationship, slave. I know how much you love them. I even got you your favorite, pork fried rice. My face lit up with joy as I stared at her feet as she prepared the food. I was so happy at the idea of having a good meal after this insane day. I was getting ready to ask her if I could stand up to be able to sit at the table when she turned around holding two pink plastic dog bowls. She puts the bowls in front of me on the floor. One contains water. The other contains the pork fried rice, steaming, and smelling amazing.

"Bon Appetit, slave." She said with a giggle.

"Mistress, I don't understand why- "

Suddenly I felt the shock from my collar that quickly shut me up.

"There's nothing to understand, you dumb bitch! You're not a person anymore. You're just a dog to me and dogs eat from bowls not from plates. You should be showing a lot more gratitude that I would go out of my way to feed you and yet you still act like a spoiled brat!" She said angrily, as she shocked me again.

" I'm sorry Mistress! Please forgive me." I said as I bowed before her.

"I'll forgive you this time since it is new, and I'll answer the next question before you ask it: yes, the mittens will stay on as you eat. You will not be giving utensils and will eat on all fours like the pig you are. In fact, the mittens will remain on you unless I need your hands for something. You still have your mouth, now eat or you will go hungry tonight. Your choice."

With that she sat down to begin eating herself. I felt enraged from this humiliation, but I was starving and had no other options. So with as much dignity as I could, I stayed on all fours, lowered my head down, closed my eyes, and began to eat the pork fried rice out of a dog bowl. After eating, I went to the water bowl to drink and felt a shock again.

" From now on you lap the water with your tongue, like the dog you are." She commanded, holding her phone prepared to shock me again.

"Yes Mistress." I whimpered. I then began to lick the water with my tongue like a dog. It was so humiliating, and yet I could feel I was soaking wet from the way this woman was treating me.

I couldn't believe I could be turned on by how I've been treated today and yet I had experienced the most intense orgasm of my life, no man has ever made me cum like that. I looked up from the bowl to see Mistresses feet. I saw that she had gotten a pedicure done, her feet smooth and nails painted a glossy white. I thought about how beautiful they looked. Maybe if I try to be nice she'll be nice to me as well.

"Mistress, may I please say something?"

"What?" she sighs.

"I just wanted to say thank you so much for the meal. I appreciate that you got my favorite dish and I also really love the way your pedicure looks."

I suddenly felt her hand on my head, I flinched at first but her touch was gentle. She stroked my hair very soothingly.

"Your welcome slave and my nails do look very good don't they? I used your credit card to pay for them. Hope that's okay."

."Oh yes, Mistress. Yes, that's completely fine."

"Well, someone's being a very good girl tonight. Why don't you show me some proper gratitude and worship my feet?" She raised her foot partially off the ground.

I didn't really want to, but I swallowed my pride and gently picked up her foot with both hands. I began to plant small kisses on top of the foot. Each kiss, gentle and slow.

"Don't forget the bottom." I carefully raised her foot up and started kissing the bottom. Her skin tasted clean and felt smooth on my lips.

"Now lick." She ordered.

"Yes Mistress."

Taking a deep breath I took out my tongue and began to slowly run it along the ball of foot.

"That's a very good girl, don't forget my toes." She said petting me again.

I carefully put my mouth on each individual toe and sucked on them, and then ran my tongue between each toe. She was pleased, judging from the moans she was making. I put her foot down, picked up her other one and repeated the process. She stayed quiet, occasionally moaning and continued to stroke my hair while she called me a good girl. A part of me really liked that. It still felt weird being called a good girl, not just by another woman, but a woman who's actually younger than me.

"Thank you for letting me give you gratitude, Mistress."

"You're learning your place quickly, slave. Now we still have one final thing to do before we call it a night. Give me your hands."

I put my hands in front of her. She took a key from the robe and removed the locks on my mittens. She then took them off my hands. It felt good to be able to move them again.

"Stand up." She commanded. I did so as she walked to the counter and came back. I still stared at her feet, remembering her rule of no eye contact for fear of being punished. She held a Victoria's Secret bag out to me.

"I bought you something special for tonight to celebrate our new relationship. What I want you to do is go into the bathroom with this, take a shower, don't worry you can bathe with the collar on, also trim up this little jungle you have growing down here." She said as she yanked on all my pubic hairs making me wince in pain.

"Don't shave it completely though. Just trim it and give me a nice little landing strip right in the center here." She pointed directly above my vagina.

"After that, put on some perfume and really make yourself beautiful for me. I want you to look nice and sexy. Imagine I'm your husband and this is our honeymoon, the first night away and I'll be your first time. Lastly, put this on." She handed me the bag. "You will have exactly 20 minutes and if you're not done after that I will come into the bathroom, drag you out by your hair and put you over my knee again. Do you understand?"

"Yes." I whispered, feeling my pussy tingle from being commanded and threatened by this woman.

"That's my good little pig. Now GO!" She barked.

I practically sprinted to the bedroom. After showering and shaving I applied my makeup. I did my best to look sexy for her. I really focused on my eyes using eyeliner and shadow as well as adding a blush, trying to bring out the best in my Asian features. I applied cherry red lipstick and brushed my long black hair. I tried to do it up in a way to make it seem sexy. Does sexy mean the same for women as it does men? I added a few squirts of a rose scented perfume that I thought she'd like.

I looked into the bag to see what she wanted me to wear, I couldn't help but blush at the lingerie. It was a pink bustier made of lace with a design of flowers in the lace with garter straps. Special slits were made where the nipples would go for the bra. Next a pair of white stockings with small white bows on the thighs bands. Last was a pink high waisted crotchless thong made of the same flower designed lace. I quickly put the lingerie on. I noticed that the slits on the bra were only enough for my nipples to poke through and the lace material surrounding them rubbed and teased them, causing my nipples to harden almost instantly. It was the same thing for the thong the surrounding lace material rubbing up against my labia. Giving one last look to make sure everything was right and that I looked sexy for Mistress I noticed the blue and purple bruises on my pale ass cheeks from the severe spanking she gave me in my own office. I opened the door to the bedroom and looked at the floor in front of my mistress.

"30 seconds to spare, I am impressed. Tonight you get to look at me. I want you to see what I'm wearing as well."

I looked up in shock and amazement at my former secretary's transformation. After not being able to make eye contact with her all day it was hard to believe I was looking at the same woman. First she had drastically altered her hair, gone was the long dishwater blonde hair and was replaced with a short pixie cut dyed fiery red. Next was her outfit. She was in all black. with a cupless corset that exposed her small breasts as well as a pair of black lace panties, black opera gloves, black stockings, and lastly she wore black leather 5 inch stiletto heel boots. With the boots on, she was actually a bit taller than me. She had used heavy black eyeliner as well as black lipstick to give herself a real goth punk rock look. She looked nothing like my former secretary. The last thing I noticed was the strap-on dildo she had attached to her crotch.

"Don't be shy, come here and let me get a look at you." She said, curling a finger at me with the other hand resting on her hip.

" Mistress, you look amazing!" I said, unable to hide my shock.

"You make me blush. I see everything fits you well. Sexy and beautiful." She cooed as she held my chin in her hand turning my head to see my makeup. I couldn't help but blush at her compliment.

"There's just one thing I'd like to fix." She said taking a hairband off her wrist and tied my long raven black hair back into a high ponytail.

I saw out of the corner of my eye she had set up a small tripod near the bed and had a camera on it. She smiled deviously when she noticed that I had seen the camera.

"You and I are going to make a little movie tonight, bitch." She said with glee.

She went over to the camera, made sure it was in focus on us and pressed the button to start recording.

"Let the fun begin." She said walking over to me like a cat getting ready to pounce on a mouse. She grabbed the loop in my collar and forced me to my knees.

"Since you're supposedly straight, why don't we see how good you are at cock sucking."

With that, she grabbed my head by my ponytail. Holding it like a handlebar she forced the strap-on dildo into my mouth. I must confess I was never good at fellatio. My experience with it was never good and I had a very strong gag reflex. I tried to suck on the dildo but found it's too big for my mouth. I choked as Mistress forced my head down on the dildo. I wasn't even halfway down when I was starting to choke and gag.

"Seriously? That's it? You're not even halfway down and this is barely a 6 inch dildo. It's not even a real cock and I'm already bored. If I was a guy I probably would've gone soft by now from how terribly you are at this." She mocked as she forced the dildo deeper into my mouth and into my throat. I struggled to breathe as she was fucking my mouth with the strap-on.

"Holy shit Blake, you really are awful at this. Is it really any wonder why your husband left you?" She asked as she continued fucking my mouth.

This insult particularly hurt. I've been married twice in my life. Both lasted less than five years and both ended in nasty divorces. I struggled with relationships with men. I seemed to never appeal to men even though I was rich, educated, and drop dead gorgeous for a woman pushing forty.

"I would've left you too if I knew that you couldn't suck cock to save your life. Besides your job, what are you actually good at? You can't cook, you can't suck cock. You have no personality, no actual friends, no husband or boyfriend. Honestly Blake you're a total fucking loser." She said laughing at me.

I had mascara streaked tears running down my face both from the assault on my throat with the dildo and from my former secretary hurling insults that destroyed the self esteem or respect i had left. Still, there was a voice in me that lingered and craved this kind of abuse.

"What's this? I made the ice queen of the office start shedding tears? Just remember Blake, I'm not doing this to you just because of what you did to me. I'm doing this for every person in that office that you abused and mistreated. I've fantasized about doing this to you for so long. Turning you from the stuck up rich bitch you were to a slobbering mess on her knees being face fucked by a rug muncher!" She yelled as pushed the dildo even further into my throat. I thought I was going to either vomit or lose consciousness..