XII
I was led to Minx's living quarters for the first time. Her rooms were
much like Mei Ling's rooms, with the exception of the bed and a piano. The bed
was a masterpiece of art. It was a wrought iron four poster bed. At the corner
posts were rings suitable for binding hands and feet in place. It was overhung
by a silk canopy that seemed almost too female in comparison to the black iron
of the bed. The pillows were black silk and so were the sheets.
"Michael, you will sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed. You will
find a pillow and quilt in the closet. You will find the kitchen is identical to
the one in Mei Ling's quarters. You may use the courtyard in the morning and
evening for your exercise program.
"I will prepare a copy of my schedule and you will follow the
instructions on it. When I am not here you will stay in these rooms. You may
listen to music or if you will tell me what you like to read I will give you one
book a week.
"You will collect my laundry and place it in the bin in the bathroom by
noon. Clean clothes and linens will be returned by six. I will give you a pair
of shorts and a shirt to start with. As needed you will be given more clothing.
You will keep them in the cabinet marked for your use.
"Do you have any questions?"
My head was spinning from the events that had just taken place.
"Yes Mistress. Should I eat with you or by myself?" was the only
question I could think of.
"If I am going to be out, you should eat without me. You will stay on
your diet until I say otherwise. If I am here you will serve me, then wait for
permission to eat. I will tell you if you are to eat in the kitchen or with me.
I will want a shopping list from you on Sundays.
"You will be paid for your service to me. I will keep track of the
amount you have earned. Those funds may be used to purchase items for your
personal pleasure.
"And one other thing. You will not masturbate without my permission or
outside of my presence. You will perform for me alone. Is that clearly
understood?"
"Yes Mistress."
"Good. Now go into the kitchen and fix a meal for me. I shall expect
your best effort Michael."
Her kitchen was well supplied so fixing a good meal wasn't a problem.
My problem was a good dessert. I had to do something special. I served the main
portion of her meal and asked permission to return to the kitchen to fix
dessert.
"What kind of dessert Michael?"
"I don't know yet Mistress. I need to know what you like."
"I like fruit, I like chocolate. I like most sweet things."
"Thank you Mistress. I have an idea now. May I proceed?
"Yes. Amaze me."
Sweet, chocolate, fruit. What did I have to work with? I found cocoa
powder and sugar. Then I spotted a basket of strawberries in the refrigerator.
A few minutes later I presented Minx with chocolate dipped strawberries.
She got up from her chair and moved to lay on the divan.
"Feed me your gift Michael."
I sat next to the divan and held a strawberry over her mouth so she
could nibble at it. She nibbled it up to the stem and sucked the chocolate from
my fingers.
"Another."
She nibbled the fruit away again, sucking on my fingers. Each time I
felt myself become more aroused by the sucking. I became more and more erect.
She paid no attention to my growing erection and demanded another berry. I fed
it to her.
By the time the six berries were consumed I was in painful arousal.
She glanced down at my hard prick and casually mentioned that it was
somewhat impressive that way.
"Perhaps I should tie it so that it stays that way. " she speculated.
"Please..." I begged.
"Please what Michael?"
"Please let me cum Mistress." I stammered.
"No I don't think so. Not yet. I have something special in mind for you
tonight."
She got up from the divan and stood over me.
"You know tonight is our wedding night in a way. I think we need to make
it something to remember." she said. " Go into the kitchen and wait until I call
you. If you have not eaten yet, please do so. I will be some little time."
I followed her orders and ate my dinner. I had just finished cleaning up
when she called for me.
I entered the room to find it lit by candlelight. A Mozart concerto was
playing softly. I could see a shape in the shadows near the bathroom door.
She stepped into the light and I saw her clearly.
She was dressed in a white satin corset, a white garter belt and
stockings, and white high heels. Her hair flowed over her shoulders and her lips
were painted bright red.
And hanging between her legs was a dildo.
" I'm going to take your ass cherry tonight Michael. Will you give it to
me," her voice hardened," or must I take it from you?"
I was apprehensive. I feared I could not take that size dildo in me. I
didn't wish to disappoint her. I swore my obedience and I keep my word.
"It is yours to take Mistress", I said.
"On the bed Michael and lay on your back. I want you to see my cock
slide into you."
I did as ordered and lay back waiting for her. She stepped towards the
bed, and placed cushions under my ass to raise it. She then straddled my chest
and placed her cock in my face.
"Kiss it Michael. Tell me how much you want to be fucked by me. Beg for
it my slave"
I ran my tongue over the head of the cock that would soon be entering
me. I took it into my mouth for a moment.
"I want your cock Mistress. I want you to use me for your pleasure. ", I
begged.
"Do you want me to fuck you? Tell me. Say the words."
"Fuck me Mistress. Please take my virgin ass for your pleasure. Make me
your slut!"
"Why would I want to fuck a slut like you? Tell me that." she demanded.
"Because I can please you Mistress. I'll be a good fuck toy for you."
"Suck my cock slut!"
She shoved it deeper in my mouth. It tasted like her juices. I sucked on
it and took it deeply into my throat.
"Oh yes throat my dick, bitch boy!" she moaned.
After a few more minutes she pulled it out of my mouth and to the foot
of the bed. She lubricated the dildo and mounted me.
"Now my pussy boy, you will please your mistress."
She slid the dildo into my ass. I felt her slide it in all the way up to
the base. If didn't hurt like the dog tail had. She humped up against me; I felt
the base of my cock get wet from her juices. My cock became hard again. The
pain faded as she pumped up against me. I became more aroused than I had been
earlier. I could see the pleasure grow in her. We became one mass of pleasure.
Then she came, shuddering against me and collapsed on my chest, gasping in
relief. After a moment she withdrew her cock from my steaming ass and unstrapped
it. She dropped it on the floor and mounted me again, rubbing her wet pussy
against my hard cock.
My cock sent its contents spewing up her belly and onto my chest.
She looked down at the cum on her belly and pointed at it.
"Lick it off me slave."
She moved to straddle my chest. I licked the sticky mass off her belly
and lapped gently at her navel.
"That's enough. Now roll over on your side and put your hands over your
head."
She got off me as I rolled over and with a silken cord bound my hands
and attached them to a bed ring.
"Good night Michael", was all she said as she snuggled into my back, her
arms around me.
"Good night Mistress."
