My Dearest Ancilla

My Dearest Ancilla  part 2.

 

This is a disclaimer that this is intended for the private entertainment of consenting adults. The characters in this story are totally fictional from the warped mind of Master Barrington..  This story is written one boring night when I can’t be with you Ancilla.

 

                        This story begins with Ancilla a successful Nursing professor at the local college.  Ancilla is a forty seven year old Black mother of four children bored and lonely one night and  while searching on the internet one night she comes across a chat site by mistake when Google a nursing topic. There of  Ancilla children are grown with families of there own and the last son in college in Miami. Finding herself alone for the first time in her life,  now she is thinking of exploring life and the things she missed while sacrificing to raise her children by herself., being that she and her husband had separated years earlier. 

             Ancilla had always had secret submissive feelings that she kept in the back of her mind for those nights when she was alone and lonely with only  her vibrator to keep her company.  Tonight Ancilla sitting in her robe at her computer in her bedroom office enters the chat site Strictly Dominated Females, after watching the discussion in the chat room she screw up the courage to post,  she begins timidly at first but quickly becomes more bold as time goes by.  This practice continues for the remaining week with Ancilla rushing home from work everyday to get back in the chat room and explore more.  A couple of nights she has gone off in private chat rooms with Masters for private IM  scene which sometimes were fun but left her open for more.  Something was missing though these Masters were only play acting not the type of master that Ancilla was looking for the type of man see has always avoided in the past.  There is just this type of man the exulted strength, his glow is just a magnet to Ancilla from across the room. She more than once when at a function noticed him from across the room finding her panties wet and if he just beckoned her she would gladly run across the room and kneel before him, not caring that she is  in a room full of people, and embarrassing herself.   Yes  this being  her private thoughts the usually prime and righteous  professor.  Actually in real life she the President of the Faculty Board the feminist firebrand for Woman’s rights.  Dr. Catherine Golden RN, Ph.D.  Can you imagine the  battles she had to win rise to the top tiers  level  of this Pristine Ivy League college.  Then this one night she receives an IM from Master Barrington to join him a private room titled  MASTER BARRINGTON DUNGEON.  

            Some how from the very moment she enter the chat room she feels comfortable and loosens up and truly open up with him.  He seems to intelligent, a good listener and when he answers a question she can feel the control in his thinking just from what he says.  Before long Ancilla realizes that it is two in the morning well past her bed time her cunt is so wet the chair under has a large stain on it and they didn’t talk about anything sexual she was in heaven.  Going to be that night before she could go to sleep had to use her vibrator twice before falling asleep totally exhausted.  Waking up in the morning late for school but with this little tingling between her legs.  During the day at work she finds herself continually thinking about Master Barrington wondering if he is for real?, is he married,  again finding her panties wet she rushes home to her computer regardless that she can barely keep her eyes open.  As soon as she get through the door turning the switch and starts removing her work clothes while the computer boots up sitting down in her underwear hoping against hope that he is online.  To Ancilla disappointment the night is almost over and he hasn’t shown up when a IM pops up and it’s him.  She quickly enter the chat room and finds herself rambling off about everything at once her thoughts and emotions just spilling out totally unlike the normal Ancilla.  When things calm down and they are chatting she notices tonight he is more assertive in there discussions asking pointed questions about her fantasies, if she is truly submissive always steering the conversations away from him and quickly attaining all the facts about her that he seem to want.  She finds herself telling him intimate details that she has never told anyone else.  About her short brush with SM before.  Admitting that she had only sucked two cock off before and never swallowing except when she was with her only other play acting Master.  How she only learned how to suck cock with honey on it an then washing her mouth as soon as finished without swallowing. Again finding out somewhere around three in the morning that she has gone well past her bedtime and the chair is twice as wet tonight than last night.  When she comments on the time she tries to steer the conversation to when will he be back online.  He quickly  tells her to be back online tomorrow night at seven pm.  Ancilla quickly realizes that this sounded like a request but in actually it was a order and she finds herself having a small orgasm just thinking about him. 

            The next evening at six forty finds Ancilla signed into the chat room early waiting for Master Barrington to come online.  She is dressed in a frilly nigh tie with plenty of lace and matching thong panties tonight she is ahead of the game and came prepared with a towel for the chair for two reasons she wet it so bad last night it didn’t dry yet and to catch anything she leaks tonight.  Its been along time since she felt likes this maybe since her teens when that handsome boy from across the street paid her some attention and then without a care for here feelings took up with the slut down the street.  At seven sharp the IM window pop up inviting her into MBD chat room. 

            Tonight Master Barrington is straight the point after there greetings.  He comments on her fast reply and proceeds to ask her what she is wearing she tells him in detail and she think she looks cute.  To her surprise he orders her to strip.  Without thinking she quickly complies and realize that she has made a crossing over and feels comfortable with following his orders.  Ancilla finds herself  settling comfortable into her submissive persona she is soaking wet and when he orders her to describe where she is sitting he next ask what she is sitting on.  After she tell him he asks if she has a straight hard back chair and remembers the one from in the kitchen he orders her to get it without thinking Ancilla finds herself again running to follow a order only to realize that she must cross the open front window, with no time to think she hurries to get back with the chair.  This chair is made of wood with a hard seat cherry wood in color.  He orders you to from now on be at her computer naked sitting in that chair at seven every evening.  At no time does Ancilla protest to this man ordering her around like this as if she didn’t have any  thing else  to do with her life. 

            The rest of the evening finds Ancilla describing herself, telling him of her wardrobe and some of her thoughts,  what toys she has, any fantasies she owns,  what sexual positions she has tried. Then he asks here weather she has sex anally which she finds herself telling him no but how she always wanted to try it.  He asks if she is bi or bi curious which she answer no to. But doesn’t say she isn’t also curious.  Next he ask if she owns a digital camera and this wakes her up but he ignores her protests and she answers that she does have one.  Master as she finds herself thinking of him the orders her to get it.  To her utter surprises she follows his orders to get and photograph herself in some compromising positions all the time thinking that she will refuse to send them to him should he ask, but he never does.  Her cunt is soaking wet from taking self pictures of her pussy, ass, bent over cheek spread with one hand. Pictures of her breast which he makes her call tits.  Next he moves on to does she have hair on her body are her ears pieced or any where else,  does she have any tattoos,  everything personal which she answering with care.  Just imagine a week ago she would believe she would be doing any of these things.  Twelve o’clock arrives and to ancillia surprise being it’s Friday master starts to close their session.  Never one to disappoint Master shocked her again her explained that she was to go to bed now after first licking the chair clean of her juices off the chair.  He then proceeds to issues a list of chores and items to get some she must have for tomorrow other due the next Friday.  the list was as follows:  the list consisted of toys due for tomorrows chat at seven  . 

1.    black seven inch dildo

2.    vibrators of same size

3.    12” Large Black dildo

4.    a computer camera

5.    self lubricating gel

6.    four leather cuffs

7.    rope cut in 24” segments

8.    nipple clamps

9.    clit clamps

10.           Black mask which covers no further than her nose.

11.           Body is to be shaved below the neck

12.           Nails are to be polished fingers and toes.

13.           Ancillia shall post a daily Journal title’s “Slavery” entries will consist of your thoughts a synopsis of our sessions, your thoughts and any subject which we need to address. This will be emailed to my address no later than  6 pm. 

14.           Items which are due next Friday your wardrobe of jeans isn’t acceptable and from now on shall consist of

1.    Shoes:  a variety of pairs in solid colors consisting of five inch heels. Some maybe open toes with bare heels. Other must be closed toes with bare heels.  One will be needed in each color. Black or red . Me being a foot Master I expect you to like these shoes or you will punished.  These shoes should be able to be classified as Slave shoes. All the shoes must be pointy toed.

2.    Panties. All will be lace and thong with the smallest strap possible.  Colors will either be black or red and frilly should come to mind. 

3.    Bras: all must have lace cups with no padding , some will be half cup, some nipple less. Others will be cup-less with nipples open. Some will be backless, strapless for halters all must allow your nipples to show through. Colors either red or black

4.    Garters belts and hose: a slave doesn’t wear pantyhose being her cunt must always be available to me.  Hose must either be black or nude with seams and without. The intention is you are to be  dress as a sex object at all times. 

5.    Bus tiers and corsets should be in leather or satin. Some with lace, again cup less with lace cups. The idea here is clothing for women in  bondage.

6.    Blouses: shall be sheer , some with lace but none not diaphragm’s so one can see through. All must open in the front each must be able to open till  below the cleavage. Button down the front. 

7.    Dresses: All must open in the front from top and bottom. Tops should be able to show nipples through.  By now you must be getting the picture. 

8.    Skirts: all must open in the from.  Some must have splits others may button. Colors must be solid.

Now you shall lick your chair clean while on your knees.  You shall not play with yourself without permission from now on.  Tonight sleep nude then in the morning I want you to go to my Home page site at this address. 

            When ancillia signs off the computer she get up and remembers to lick her chair but almost forgets to take the required pictures of her juices on the chair and her licking them up. It is now that ancillia realizes that here she is a successful forty seven year old college professor, what would her student think it they saw her like this and taking pictures to prove it was just too much.  Ancilla went to bed crying her cunt on fire with her mind made up that this had to stop.  Without sleeping she feel asleep nude, horny and content with her decision this was the last night she was going to do this, yet she followed Master orders to the letter. 

To be continued:

 

My Dearest Ancilla Chapter II

 

            Saturday  at seven o’clock finds Ancilla  attempting to test the camera still dressed, without her mask in place when she gets the ping inviting her to the chat room MBD: she jumps ripping off her clothes tearing button in her rush.  With all the hurrying it was still at least five minutes before she is sitting in front of the camera nude with mask in place and answers the ping.  Master comes on line Ancilla is nervous only she is displayed before a camera nude. What has happened to her not believing herself and her actions of these days……………..     

After Master greets her asking after her health he demands to know what was the delayed in her answering the ping and begins to  explain the trials of today following his orders and the difficulties in setting up the camera when she finishes her asks her did she lookup his site this morning? When she answering in the affirmative he asks her what did she learn.

            Oh yes she learned a lot about her Master from his site when she first woke Ancilla as per orders after her bath in which she shave her body according to instructions she sat down nude in front of her computer and clicked the link from last night. What did she find Master Barrington was a complete Pig in the most capital way on his site his teachings were totally Anti woman in the total state they were only to be naked before him begging for his attention the art work on opening his page depicted this with a naked slave wrapped around the lower half on a well endowed male just from the waist down. this not being the most striking point of the picture but the beautiful slave girl with the collar around her neck held by the large mitts of the dominant.  Her nipples were adorned with elaborate jewelry has was her displayed cunt which had a heavy lock hanging from the chain running through the six  rings, three on each side through her labia. 

 “. I am not into Dominance and Submission as play, like

many. I am a woman-trainer and I take this very seriously. I am ultra-sexist and I

I am unapologetic about it. I use harsh language and I can have a harsh hand.

But I don’t think you would have answered My IM wasn’t what you are looking for. Make no mistake about it I train with the goal of abject servitude. Naturally, I have the experience to pace things as necessary for each cunt. There’ll be no sudden surprises. That’s for the neophyte Masters.

This statement had her cunt dripping afraid she would have to shower again and not being to relieve her hot and horney cunt she quickly closed the site finding herself licking her juices off the chair tasting a little tangy.  Quickly dressing and running down to the stores picking up the items on the list. 

After she had explained master simply stated that the lesson she should have learned was he didn’t accept excuses and for her actions so far she had earned 10 points for being late and another ten for making excuses and he hoped didn’t earn anymore because any other would double the original number.  Her cunt contracted involuntary at this moment and she hoped he didn’t ask her if she came today with permission because she didn’t know if she could lie to him and didn’t want to earn the extra points.  The hard chair she was sitting on was already soaked and night had just begun.  Master proceeded to question Ancilla methodically about her purchasing finding her displaying each item before the camera kissing each item loving white presenting them.  Master had her test the dildo then sucking her juices off after her demonstration with master making comments on each item with Ancilla having to make new purchases acquiring the items according to Master specifications.  The points Master making made perfect sense like the dildo couldn’t stand in the chair like the butt plug. He stated that the clamps she bought were cheap and didn’t allow for adjustment. This continued until she reached the 12” Black dildo that she ordered to purchase.  Ancilla presented this item to her Master with dread head bowed hoping he would notice her trembling scared that he is going to make her try out this item.  Luckily master only made her demonstrate how it didn’t fit her mouth and it in front of her cunt lips.  Lastly master asked if she had made any purchases toward her wardrobe and she was please to announce that she had found the perfect shoe according to her conception of his orders.  She displayed a pair of black Patten shoes with 5” heels with a wide strap for the ankles with hasp on the band which you could lock the shoes on with Master was pleased butt ordered her to get 6” heels which deflated her temporary moment of pride.  At twelve midnight Master gave Ancilla her orders that because today she shopped and day she must have missed doing house work and tomorrow she must do her house work naked with both her dildo and but plug inserted while doing this and she must have photographs to prove this. She must also write in detail her must feared fantasy to be ready for Fridays night session.  Subsequently the evening went the same for the rest of the week with Ancilla spending every moment away from her ever increasing chores for master like were wardrobe shopping .  Each night modeling her purchases for that day with master either excepting her purchases or rejecting them.  each rejection earning her some chore to do that night  these were degrading like her spending one hour practicing sucking her dildo or butt plug only after first inserting it in her ass during there chat.  All these performed before the camera with her mask on.  Ancilla found herself comfortable with the routine which seemed to develop, Friday nights when her list for the week must be completed and new chores ordered. The week modeling sessions with pictures taken to complement these sessions.  Ancilla found herself wondering what these were for being that Master having never asking for them luckily she had a large memory card being that the number was growing as was her journal entries.  Ancilla finding herself speaking frankly about her days, her most hidden thoughts things she had never written before.  Her weekly fantasies increasingly becoming more risky surprising even herself.  Ancilla found herself always naked in heels when home and sleeping naked was a like natural to her now. 

            This having gone on for the first month during her Friday night session an invitation was extended for dinner there next Saturday night at a nearby expensive seafood restaurant about forty miles from Ancilla house.  The invitation came with specific instruction on her dress for this meeting . she was to wear a dress that she had purchased during her shopping spree this dress accented her body in all the rights curves and angle under this she was wearing a corset in black made of lace, very sexy in deeded the cups came to just under her aureoles which she had rouge and deeper tone making them more prominent and they were large nipples tingling from the week of wearing the clamps that she had finally had approve by master.  These he had required that she wear these every moment had home, daily tighten the screw each session before the camera. This in it’s self had her now always dripping cunt wet but she had been cut off from coming after her last cum the preceding Saturday. This too becoming routine with master either allowing her unlimited cumms during the week or he melting out exact times and circumstances when she could cum.  This week had been worse that the others because master was most demanding with his chores and punishments which yes he had been making her perform.  She had been even ordered to spank her pussy for some infraction and had actually cumm from it when she reported this in her journal entries master had her doing it nightly with orders not to cumm.  In another journal entry she had expressed her fear of the black dido and master had her get a ruler and make marks with a white permanent marker inch and then half inch increments from bottom to top. The next night she had to demonstrated her with legs spread wide in front of the screen inserting this dildo as far in her cunt as possible master making note of her limit finding her required to the next week having to take one inch more. Being that only the bulbous head entering and this with great pain she didn’t know how would accomplish this task.  During this time Ancilla had never completely let down her master there were time she had fulfilled her mission or master wasn’t satisfied had her repeat it repeatedly until she mate the mark of her master.  In these moment Ancilla found herself upset that she was a failure and had let her master down. 

            The time  before her meeting  with master seemed to drag slowly along, with her switching between excitement or her broding or little details like her weight she had tried the dress on with all the items he had listed almost daily. Priming before the mirror repeatedly until Saturday arrived.