Beckah walked into the room. It was one of the spare bedrooms, spacious with its own bathroom and a queen size bed. She walked over to the bed and sat down.
She glanced at the clock and saw that it was only 7 in the evening. As she took in the rest of the room, she saw that the bathroom had her favorite lotion on the counter with fresh towels. The closet was empty and the dresser drawers were open and empty as well.
Then her eyes saw that Stephen had laid a plate of food next to the bed with a glass and a bottle of wine.
She went to it and saw that the food was her favorite. A bowl of white chili, her favorite bread, a salad, and her favorite sweet red wine. She picked up the platter and started to eat. As she did, she kicked off the heels and felt instant relief. As she looked at the 4" stilettos, she realized she hated Stephan for making her wear them.
They were so painful and slutty looking. She continued to stare at them as she ate and realized that when she had the heels on, they controlled her. They put her in pain, they shortened her stride, they made her hips sway, they made her butt stick out and tightened her calves, and as soon as someone saw her in them, they would objectify her, she realized.
So she decided that she would not wear heels anymore even though she was sure Stephan would try and make her and he would be upset if she didn't. That was the line she decided. She would go along with other things to prove her love for him, but those damn stilettos controlled her too much.
She continued to ponder her situation and how much she regretted cheating on Stephan and how wet she got during the day. Then when she finished eating, she pulled off the rest of the humiliating outfit she had on and showered. Then she laid down on the bed naked and got comfortable under the blanket. Slowly, she let her mind wonder back to how wet she got during the day and her hand wandered down to her pussy. She was still so damn horny, and just wished that Stephen was there to pleasure her and work out orgasms from her like he had for so long. She continued to think about that till she fell asleep.
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BEEEP BEEEP BEEEP
Beckah rolled over and hit the darn alarm clock button. She glanced at the clock and it was saw 6:00 am. Then with a start, she came wide awake as she looked around. Letting her eyes roam freely, the previous day flooded back into Beckah's mind. It had been such a long day. Then Stephan's words about him having a list for her came to mind.
She rolled out of bed and came to her feet feeling quite rested, though her feet were quite sore from standing in the devilish heels the day before. She looked around and saw that the outfit and stilettos from the day before, along with the tray of food, bottle of wine, and empty glass were gone. It semi disturbed her that Stephan had come in without her knowing it, but at least she had slept well. She went over to the door naked and found a box, similar to the one Stephen had left the previous day at her house. On the top was a letter written in Stephan's hand writing. It read,
'Good morning my slave. I am glad that you chose to be my slave for the duration of this month. Don't let work worry you, remember I have contacted your boss and he is fine with you taking these four weeks off. You will learn your place and experience so much during this time. I look forward to you continuing to 'prove' your love and earn my trust back. Today your training will truly begin. Yesterday was fun, but today will be different. I have put your outfit to begin the day in this box. Before you get dressed though, shower and completely shave your legs and pussy. I want you to be completely smooth. Once you have showered, done your make-up (you will find make-up in the bathroom), and dressed, go downstairs and prepare my breakfast. Once it is prepared set the food on the coffee table and stand in your position next to the tv where you stood yesterday. From there we will continue. You have until 7:00 to be in this spot.'
Beckah read through the message again. Scared and full of turmoil but finding resolve within herself, she decided she needed to do this to prove too Stephan that she was strong and faithful and would not be intimidated. So, she showered and shaved and put the make-up on, which was a little bolder than she was used too, heavier eyeliner and mascara, with darker blush and lipstick.
Done, she went to the box. She opened it and pulled out the first item. It was a heavily padded red mesh push up bra. It was by far sexier than anything she had ever owned. She slipped it on and realized that it completely changed her chest due to all of the padding, more than the bra from the day before. Her breasts looked at least twice their normal size. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she found it even more humiliating that Stephen would make her wear this. He had always said he loved everything about her body including her A cup breasts. But this bra made her look like C cups. It was like he saw her more like a piece of meat now, other than the intelligent respectable woman he had always treated her as.
She then pulled out a semi sheer white dress. As she pulled it on, she realized it only just covered her butt; it was semi see-through so her red bra and tummy and back were visible. It was very tight as well, like it had been made to fit her body. Next out were four soft single cuffs with a note saying, "put one each on your ankles and wrists". They were soft, so she put them on and velcroed them tight. The last thing in the box was a pair of red stiletto high heels. They were at least 4 inches tall. She looked at them with disgust as it reminded her of how her feet still hurt from the heels the day before and then thought, "only a whore would wear these shoes". She was going to win Stephan back, but as she promised herself the previous night, not by wearing wretched heels that controlled so much about her including her stride, how she walked, and looked.
She noticed that there were no panties, which kind of excited her if she was honest with herself, this meant that she would get to feel Stephan's cock in her and cum on him. She needed the relief so badly. She put the heels back in the box and went downstairs barefoot.
Beckah found directions for Stephans breakfast. It was simple, just cereal with a glass of milk to pour over it, a glass of orange juice, and a banana. She prepared it and determined to impress him, she hurried it to the coffee table and went and stood in 'her' spot. It was humiliating to stand there again, she could almost hear all the people laughing at her again and making her feel like an object. She looked at the clock at saw that she was 5 minutes early. 'There,' she thought to herself, he probably thought I would be late, that will show him that I just want him back. She stood there trying to look cute for him while staring at the clock on the other side of the room.
As soon as the clock turned to 7, Stephan could be heard coming down the stairs. He walked right to the couch and picked up the food and started eating while he turned on the tv to a sports channel. He did not so much as look at her or acknowledge that she was there in any way. As she stood there and watched him, she could feel her cheeks turning red with humiliation at being ignored like this. She had done everything he had asked on time and was standing there basically naked and he ignored her. After a couple of minutes, Beckah couldn't stand it anymore and moved in front of the tv to get his attention. Only then did he look at her, the look he gave her was one of hard annoyance. She was going to say something then thought better of it as she saw anger cross his eyes, so stepped back into her place. He went back to eating and watching his sports.
After about 25 minutes he turned the tv off and finally looked at her. He smiled, not a smile of affection, but a mischievous cold smile that made her nervous.
"I see you forgot to put your high heels on, would you like to go get them now, to correct your mistake?"
Beckah stared at him defiantly and then with finality in her voice said, "No, I don't want to wear those, they hurt and are so humiliating and demeaning to wear."
With a calmness that was almost scary, Stephan looked at her, "Well that is your choice. Now, I want you to come here. This will be your first lesson, which is humility and obedience. Slaves need to learn that what they want doesn't matter and that their job is to please their master and superiors. Now take these to the bathroom and put them in and then come back here." As he was speaking, he pulled out a tiny box from his pocket and handed it to her.
"What is this?"
"You are a dumb bitch aren't you. What have I told you about talking to and addressing me? Now go before I decide to punish you right here."
Beckah snatched the box and walked away glaring at him, but not daring to talk more. She went to the bathroom which was nearby and closed the door. She opened the box and found a contacts box with two contacts in it. As she looked at them, she saw that they looked like they had black spots on them.
"You only have 5 minutes to put them on and be back here, otherwise you will make your master very unhappy." She heard Stephen call from the other room.
She looked at them again and then hesitantly got the first one out and tried putting it in. She had never worn contacts before as she had always had 20/20 vision, but understood the concept. She struggled with the first one, but eventually got it in. As she blinked it into position, blackness consumed her right eye. The whole concept scared her, what was Stephan playing at. But still wanting to prove herself to him, she put in the second contact and blinked herself into total darkness. She then felt her way out of the bathroom and back to Stephan, knowing the house well enough.
"Well that looks lovely my slave. How are you feeling about your situation and arrangement?"
"I am a little scared, but I really love you and want you back and want to prove my devotion to you."
"Master, you forgot to call me Master, dumb slave. Now try again."
Concern crossed her face as she corrected herself, "Sorry master, I am a little scared Master. But I want to prove myself to you."
"That is so sweet. But you have lots to learn to prove yourself to me. Now put your hands out. Good girl." Beckah felt her wrist cuffs clipped together and then felt a tug on them. "Now you are going to follow my lead, I have attached a rope to your cuffs.
Beckah followed fully resigned, realizing that being Stephan's slave may not be what she thought. Having no idea where he was leading her, Beckah was lost in her humiliation and debasement. She began to think about Stephan's words that it was all her fault and then she she slowly began to lose herself.
