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I had been gambling since I was a kid; and I like to consider myself goodat it. I can remember playing card s w ith my friends at school for small amountsof money. It was very unusual for me to lose. Some kids even ran a book onme. Which I took a cut of. I found gambling to be a good way to make money,and with things been tight at home my parents turned a blind eye to it. Asa kid I picked up the name Lucky. I don't know about luck. I don't even thinkI have got it. Most great gamblers are mathematics genius I'm not. Still todayat the age of 24 I can't recite some of my time's tables. My skills of winingI put down to an ability of been able to read people. Some times it's likeI can feel them to such a point that I can sense how they are going to reactnext. A skill that is useful in life as a hole. Any way like the best, one-dayluck runs out.

I left school with a few thousand; an achievement that I feel shows more thanthe few grades I gained. So I wasn't going to be a scientist or a doctor, likeI cared. While my mate s w ent to college I got a job in a casino collectingempty glasses. I didn't do it for the money, I did it to try and watch someof the action, and to try and get in on it. It didn't take long before I madenew friends. I soon started stopping around after my shifts just to talk tothe boss. An old fat gray slightly bolding kind of a guy. But don't get mewrong he was sharp. Sharpest person I have ever meet, and funny. H e couldtake all your money and make you laugh about it all the way home. In fact youcould even woke up the next day, still laughing. Now here I am aged 17 andhanging out in quite a good casino, I thought at the time. Friend s w ith theboss, and getting to talk day in day out with pros about cards. And gettingto make money. And I mean money. I would pick up £150 a week basic, anextra £70 a week in tips and then I would gamble after hours, normallyplaying cards and pick up any were between an extra £100 to a £1000a week. I was the envy of the town for my age. I thought I had every thingthe fittest blondes, brunets, cars, drugs, drinks, clothes and my own flat.H ow cool was my flat, I had surround sound even before my old local cinemadid.

After a bit I got deeper in. My boss released I was good at cards. And startedtaking me around with him. I fitted in well, and they all liked to test myname out, Lucky. I just kept cleaning up. When I turned 18 I was made assistantmanager of the casino. The best present any one could give to a gambler. Myparents sent me a card. I had kind of stopped seeing them by this point, Ikept telling my self it was because I was to busy. But the real reason wasI had changed too much.

When I had grown accustomed too the running of the casino my old boss feltI was ready to take control a bit more. Feeling the strain of thi s w orldhe would leave me in charge for weeks on end while he went off on holiday sw ith hi s w ife. While he was a way I would always try and improve profitsso he would be proud of me. By this point I saw him as a father figure in mylife. And he spoke of me as a son.

But all my drive and luck could not foresee that I was in for a fall. By theage of 19 I was betting thousands a week on the side. And I wasn't alway sw ining any more. I owed a few people money but no stress as I could just payback what I owed next week. That' s w hen my luck ran out.

She was tall, almost as tall as my 6ft 4? with long shoulder length goldenblonde hair, Deep blue eyes, Thin, with a great bust, And perfect skin. I knowI was in love with her before I even spoke to her. And when I did I nearlyclasped. To here her speak is to here angels sing. Soft with a hint of controlbeauty in waves.

Angel as I named her was every thing I wanted in a lady. The 1 st time wemade love I was hooked for life. And she knew it. Angel was a gambler a s well; she had got to be were she was now, running the best underground highstakes casino in area by the same path as me. We had loads in common.

H er drive to win was immense she would stop at nothing, And even though Iwas her lover and had been living with her now for over a year I soon owedher thousands. But she liked that any way. After moving in I quickly foundout that she had quite a controlling side to her personality. But I didn'tmind I was in love. It started quite slowly; maybe she wanted her back scrubbedor some food cooked. Then it progressed to her coming home and asking for afoot rub or asking for a massage. Pretty normal stuff really, but after a bitI noticed changes in her towards me, She stopped asking and started tellingme. I tried speaking to her about it but she just laughed it off, saying thatsome one like me needs a bit of guidance. Then one night she came home drunk,to find me a sleep in the lounge. She woke me up. And just started screamingat me. Saying how lazy I have become and that I owed her thousands and shewanted me to start paying her back. I didn't know what to say I was just amazedat her anger towards me and I must admit I was a little frightened to. Afterwhat seamed like hours her shouting stopped and she started to calm down. Bythis point I was just saying over and over again ?what can I do to help??

?You can start by getting on your knees before me and begging for my forgiveness?

I didn't like the sound of this; I was siting quite happily on our chair whileshe was standing before me. Angel had never raised her voice to me before.I had seen her tearing strips off her staff before so I know what she was capableof. So far I had been lucky with just her shouting.

I got on my knees before her and looked up at her, hopefully thi s w ouldcalm her. It didn't, She flamed up again screaming that I should beg her forforgiveness. I started to beg, asking her to forgive me for running up bigdebts and for apparently been lazy. This seemed to make her happier. ?Do youstill love me?? She asked me. I was stunned ?I have always loved you and willcontinue to do so for ever? She started to smile down at me now. She was sofantastic to look at, you would do any thing just to see her smile.

?You know what lucky, I believe that you do love me, but a lady needs to beshown sometimes, and you don't often show me any more. You have let your selfgo a bit, I can't even remember the last time you won a game against me. Youowe me thousands; you hardly ever go to work. And I just don't think we havemuch in common any more?

What does she mean? I was really frightened now. ? Does this mean your leavingme? I asked, with a lot of desperation in my voice.

?No, things are just going to have to change a bit around here. I want youto start doing what I tell you to do; it's for your best. One day you willthank me. And also we will have to talk about how you can start to pay me backwhat you owe me. OK lucky?

?OK? I replied. ?Now I really mean this Lucky, I want you to do what I tellyou. I don't want you to even think about it, just do it. Do you understand??

? Yes angel I understand, You are just trying to help me. I will do what youwant?.

?Good little Lucky, You're starting to understand. Now while your down they'rein front of me on your knees, I would like you to clean my boots, they area little dirty from the walk from the car park to work?.

I started to stand up to fetch the boot brush and polish.

?What are you doing Lucky, Why are you standing, stay on your knees and benddown until your face touches my boots?.

I didn't know what to think at this point. I said I would do any thing sheasked of me to make her happy but thi s w as going a bit to strange for myliking. I tried looking up to say some thing, But she just shouted, and I meanshouted down at me, ?stick your fuckin stinking lazy face to my boots NOW!

I placed my face to her boots, What the hell was I doing.

?Now lucky do as I tell you or there will be trouble. I want you to startby cleaning my boots?.

? H ow can I with out cleaning

? H ow dare you interrupt me like that. Use your tongue. I want you to lickthem clean.

?You want me to lick your boots clean, H ow is that going to help me get myself back on top?? I said startled.

?Because you need to learn some respect for me, You have been living off mefor nearly a year now. And I just want some pay back. I want you to do whatI say, When I say it. Now lick clean my fuckin boots.?

I bent forwards again this time not hesitating; my tongue started on the fronttips of her black leather stiletto heeled designer ankle boots. As I Lickedat her boots, I tried to look up at her, occasionally in-between licks I managedto catch short glimpses of her face, and the bitch was grinning down at me.

?Looks like your enjoying your self down there, lucky.? She said sarcastically, ? Ifyou start behaving your self, I will let you please me, OK.?

I mumbled my response, Not that I really wanted her to hear what I said.

? Little Lucky, The kid with such ambition, such drive, and fire, And whathas it all amounted to little Lucky? I will tell you, KEEP LICKING. You haveamounted to nothing, just like your family, Tell me does your dad lick bootsas badly as you??

I couldn't even reply to this, I might have killed her. But I knew I couldn't.I still loved her, crazy I know but it was the truth.

? Right now lick the sides, get that mud off my boots, I wont them reallyclean.?

I bent round more so I could lick the side of her boots, ?Come on lick harderI want to feel that useless tongue of yours. Don't forget the heels, roll onto your back.? I did as she said, She moved so she was standing over me, aleg ever side of my stomach, She looked down at me directly in to my eyes.Then said with no emotion ?Suck my heels, like you make me suck your littlecock?

She moved one leg over to my face. And pointed her heel towards my mouth, ?Begto suck my heel clean. Or I will stamp down on your balls, NOW BEG!?

?Please Angel let me suck your heels? I couldn't believe how low I had stooped.She giggled like a little schoolgirl. ?OK little Lucky you can suck my heelclean.? H er voice was mocking, but I knew she meant it. Again she moved herheel towards my mouth, as she pushed it in I began to suck. I could taste thedirt as I sucked hard, but that wasn't the worst thing about this humiliatingact. The worst was seeing her smiling at me. She was really enjoying this.I don't know if it was the fact that I could see her happy, or as Angel tellsme, it's because I'm a naturally born submissive. But I was also starting toenjoy this situation.

?You can stop sucking now little Lucky, and don't forget to say thank youfor letting me let you clean my lick clean my boots.? I thanked her. And thestrange thing was I meant it.

?Now get that hard cock of your out, I feel like sucking it, But don't cumuntil I tell you.?

I looked down, my cock was straining against my trousers, I was really turnedon. As I pulled it out angel dropped to her knees. Soon I was off loading underher wonderful technique. She pulled me out, and seductively licked her lips. ?Didyou hear me say you could cum yet Lucky?

?No, It's just your so good, and I got? ?Shut up? She cut me dead. ?Now fordisobeying what I said you can please me any way I feel all night, Now geton your knees and go down on me until I say stop.? As I sunk to my knees forthe second time that night I felt my self harden again.

By the morning I was burnt out. Angel was looking great with the glow of aftermake love still radiant on her perfect face. She got out of bed and stood nakedlooking at me. I felt a bit uneasy looking at her; it was like she had changeda little over night. I had seen signs of her controlling nature before butnever aimed directly at me. H er smile slowly deserted. She could sense thatshe was unnerving me. ?I have left something for you to sign, it's on the chair.Don't stress it's just an agreement to pay back the money you owe me, I gotour solicitor to draw it up a week ago. Sign it while I get a shower.?

She left the room. I raced over to my chair and picked up the document. AsI picked it up and started to read the 1 st of many pages I started to thinkof our

Solicitor. A female of middle age, still attractive if you liked that holepower dress thing. Good body, Brown hair and what looked like great legs. Ihad thought (on the often occasions that I spoke to her), about giving herone.

The 1 st page was just the normal kind of legal junk; I had sent a few ofthese out my self in the past. To sad people that have owed me thousands. Justa legally binding contract stating the amount owed, and the re payment plans.

But page 2 looked different, Were you would place your occupation, was alreadyfilled out, It stated that I was employed to the company ran by Angel. The1 st I have heard about that. The next difference was there was a new partadded stating that until full repayment s w ere made I was the property ofAngel. By page 3 I was scarred, Page 4 crying, Page 5 considering running awayto join the Army. Page 6 considering toping my self. Page 7 Angel had got outof the shower and come up behind me.

?Sign the 1 st part now then we can go over to the solicitors and you cansign again to make it legally binding?

?You can't expect me to sign this Angel have you lost the plot?

With this she kicked me hard, right in the balls. I bent forwards in painlike I have never felt before. And started to cry.

?Wipe you tears away and sign?

As I signed I became hers.

?Now get washed and dressed. We have an appointment for 9:30 at the solicitors.?

Angel drove us to the solicitors, she hardly ever drove, but thing s w erestarting to change. We arrived on time. Angel just told me to get out and waitupstairs for her while she parked. As I walked up stairs all I could thinkabout was that humiliating contract that our solicitor and Angel had contrived.H ow could I face her? Slowly I reached the top of the stairs. As always thereception area hadn't changed. The same old boring replica antique furnishings.Same old leather bound books placed on the wall-mounted bookshelves. More forlooks than any real value. And the same receptionist, short, young fresh fromschool look, short blond trendy cut hair, well dressed in a suite to matchher bosses (who she looked up to)

Designer (looking) pointed ankle boots that could hurt. Nice body. If a littleto fin. Pert breasts. The only downfall to this girl was her personality. Youdidn't have to hear her speak to know this girl was a bitch.

? H i me and my partner have an appointment at 9:30 with Mrs. Freeman.?

?Just let me cheek that sir, please take a seat and wait? As I sat down Iheard her buzz through on the phone to Mrs. Freeman.

?Yes Mrs. Freeman I have A gentle man hear who says he has an appointmentwith you at 9:30 ,? a small gap I looked up the secretary was looking at me ?SorrySir I forget to take your name down, What is it??

As I told her she started to smile. ?Oh yes Mrs. Freeman it is him.? She placedthe receiver down while starring at me. ?She will see you in 5min, Lucky.?

I was beginning to become unnerved by this young girl. She stopped smilingat me and said, ?I hear you have been summoned by your partner, Lucky.? Shebegan to giggle. Angel broke the tension by walking through the door.

She walked over to the secretary and kissed her on her cheek, as though theywere good friends.

? H ow are you Sara?? ?I'm good Angel, I bet you can't wait to get the formssigned, What you going to make him do 1 st for you?? The both looked over atme smiling. I couldn't believe that this young secretary had been told aboutthis embarrassing situation I had got my self into.

? I already started on him last night.? ?What did you make him do?? Sara responsewas too eager for my liking.

?Let's just say he will make a good boot cleaner.? I looked up at Angel. Unableto hide my glowing embarrassment, I put my head down. ?Are look at him he'sgone all shy, by the way Sara how is your slave getting on?? Did I just hearAngel ask Sara about a slave ? With this thought my head began to spin.

?Sara that's a nice top your wearing under your suit, were did you get itfrom??

?I got it when I was away on holiday, I made my little slave buy it for mea s w ell as every thing else I wear.? They both started to giggle again.

? And were did you get those lovely boots from??

? I sent slave out one day to buy me new shoes and boots, I told him if hebought me nasty cheep ones I would make him eat his own cum for a week.

H e bought me 2 pairs of court shoes and 4 pairs of really nice boots. I wasso happy; I have trained him well. I still made him eat his own cum for a weekthough, just for my own amusement.? The look on Angles face was one of amazement.Angel had recognized her solicitor one night at her casino, feeling it waspolite to say hello. She went over to talk. And they just really hit it off.6 hours latter they were very drunk. Releasing they had to sober up JackieAngels solicitor came up with the idea of going back to her office for coffee.Jackie's office was only up the road and it was only fair to return the hospitality.So off they went hand in drunken hand, laughing all the way. The warm officeair and several drinks none been coffee they both crashed out in a drunkenbut happy state. Angel woke to find her self on a firm but comfortable antiqueleather chair. H er body felt stiff but warm because of a soft wool blanketplaced lovingly around her. Looking around the room Angel realized were shewas ?Morning? Angel jumped, by the door was a tall blond good-looking younggirl Jackies secretary. ?Sorry didn't mean to frighten you, I heard what youtoo bad girls got up to last night, I thought you might need these,? Angelcould hardly mumble because of the restraints of her hangover. But was pleasantlysurprised to see a steaming hot cup of fresh coffee, and a box of painkillers. ?Thanks? Angelkind of managed.?

2 cups latter, a quick wash and half a box of painkillers Angel could speak.

?Good night was it? Your Angel aren't you by the way??

?I'm the one and only very sick feeling Angel. I think it was a good night??

?You have to watch Jakie she like a drink and a laugh, She left me a noteto tell you, She's sorry she couldn't be here to wake you but she's had togo out. But she said she would phone you tonight.

Angel was taking all of this in when Jackie's phone rang. H i 0121 308 ====how may I help you? ?I thought I told you not to phone me while I'm at work.I don't care. Get on with your jobs, I want my cleaning doing, Shopping done,I want a new top for Saturday and start my dinner for tonight. Now don't phoneagain.

?Do you always talk to your boyfriend like that?? Asked a shocked Angel.

?Only when he misbehaves, You have to hold a real tight leash with them orthey will play up. I find a good whipping normally works. H ow do you teachyour slave ??

?My slave I haven't got a slave , Are you telling me that you treat your boyfriendlike he's your slave ? Tell me more I'm interested?

Angel spoke for hours to Sara about slave training, and the more she heardthat day the more she liked. When Jackie arrived back late she found Angelstill here and talking to Sara about turning Lucky in to her own slave . ?I'mglad to see you to getting on so well. Now Angel come in to my office so wecan talk about ways to turn that boyfriend of yours legally into your property.?

Pore old Lucky, Angel thought as she began to laugh with Jackie and Sara.

The buzzer on Sara's desk crackled and spurted in to life. ? Sara please sendAngel and Lucky in now I'm ready?

?Come on lucky it's time for you to sign your ass to me. By the way Sara yourlovely boots look like they could do with a bit of a clean, when lucky comesout I will have him lick them clean for you if you like??

?Thanks Angel? Sara then looked towards Lucky. ? H urry back I want my bootslicked clean, slave .?

A s w e entered the solicitor's room I could here Sara laughing again. I turnedaround to see her blow a kiss at me just as the door closed. My mind was racing,turning over the word slave over and over again.

?Thanks for coming Angel please take a seat? Angel sat down. I followed thensat down in the chair next to her. Angel turned to look at me with a dirtylook on her face. ?No not you Lucky you come here and stand on the side ofmy desk.? I was so shocked I jumped up and walked over to the side of her desk. ?Rightthen Lucky, it seems that you have been a very naughty boy. Do you relies howmuch debt you are in? Well my self and Angel have decided that instead of financialsettlement. Which we feel you could never complete. You will be given the opportunityworking it off. Now I feel it's in your best interest to just sign, theirsa pen and Angels contract. NOW SIGN.?

I was shocked by her abruptness. But still signed.

?Good glad to see you can still be reasonable Lucky. Right then from thispresent time and up until the year 2008 you are the sole property of Angel.

You will do any thing she says, with out any question. You will continue foras long as she wants to please her in any way you can. You will address herin private as Mistress Angel. I am to be addressed as Mistress Freeman, AndSara as Mistress Sara. Your new name is slave . Which i s w hat you have nowbecome. Angel you may now sign a s w ell to legally bind him to you.?

Angel signed really quickly then passed it over to Mistress Freeman how signeda s w ell then she stood up and walked over to the safe. ?Angel would you mindif we kept this legally binding slave contract here, were it will be safe.?

?Feel free Jackie, I trust you. And slave ry boy here knows my combinationson all off my safes, so it's for the best. Can't have slave ripping up thecontract now can we??

Jackie placed it safely away, then turned and sat back down, I was still standingon the side of her desk with my head bowed in shame.

?Now then Angel what can we make your slave do to show you his respect forhis new Mistress.?

?Well I got him to lick clean my boots last night, and I enjoyed looking downon him and seeing him kiss and lick clean my dirty boots.?

?Did you make him suck your heels? I always enjoy making my slave s reallysuck my heels clean. Theirs a real dominating feeling I always feel by watchinga slave suck and lick clean my boots. I daily make a slave clean the pair thatI'm wearing. It keeps my boots clean and it keeps the slave groveling at myboots.?

?I like the idea of my slave groveling at my boots. I made him suck cleanmy heels. And I really enjoyed watching that. Don't worry I will make him cleanmy boots lots, I did really enjoy watching him lick them clean.?

Angel stopped talking and looked at me ? Sorry slave I almost forgot aboutyou then, I was giving you an order wasn't I? To test your respect for me.?

Angel lifted her legs and placed them on Mistress Freeman's desk. H er boots w ere directly next to were I was standing. I looked down; today she hadon her expensive white leather high heeled knee boots. To match her white kneelength skirt and suit top. She looked great. ?Look at my boots slave .?

I looked again at them. I could see that there was some mud splashes aroundthe top of the heels. And also on the toe area. In places some of the mud wasstill wet, like on the black sharp looking heels.

?Before you lick my boots clean slave , I want you to thank me.?

?Thank you Mistress Angel? ?Thank you for what slave ??

?Thank you Mistress Angel for giving me the privilege and honor of lickingclean your wonderful boots.?

Angel looked up at Jackie. ?You see I think he will make a good slave ?

?Your right. And you Angel will make a great Mistress.?

?Now my slave start cleaning my boots. And lick them good I want to feel yourtongue through the leather.?

As I bent over the desk to start cleaning Angels boots, I could feel themboth starring at me. I could taste the mud on her boots, but I knew I had tolick them or there would be trouble. As the mud came off the sides MistressFreeman started to order me were to lick next.

?Lick front of her boots. That's it all the way up the shaft. Lick aroundthe toe area next. Come on slave lick harder, It's an honor to be able to cleansuch wonderful boots as your Mistress's.?

Angel was laughing and occasionally moving her boots slightly to make thejob harder.

?You can stop now and look at me slave .? I looked up at Angel. ?Say thankyou slave ? ?Thank you Mistress Angel for letting me clean your boots?

?But slave you haven't finished cleaning them yet.? Mistress Freeman said.Angel and I both looked up at Mistress Freeman. ? H e still has the soles ofyour boots Angel to lick. The best part of any boot cleaning service?

?Now lick your Mistress's soles clean? I looked at Angel, hoping she wouldn'texpect me to do that. But I found no help there. ?O, I forget about my soles.And now I think about it I did stand in some dog shit on the way up here. Cleanit off NOW.?

So again I found my self, bent over the desk. But this time I was lickingclean the soles of her boots.

?Get that shit off slave , look you missed a bit, come on we haven't all day.OK slave you can stop now, they look clean. Now thank me.?

?Thank you Mistress Angel.?

I was a wreak with humiliation.

Next they had me stand up and strip off. Mistress Freeman tied a white towelaround my waist. It just about covered my private areas. They both made medance for them. Every time my towel fell down sent them both in to laughter.

Then Mistress Freeman got up and went to one of her cabinets. Out of the cabinetshe got a small whip out. The whip looked like a black stick bound in leatherwith about 9 black leather tails coming off it. It looked like it could hurt. ? Here Angel you will need this for his punishment. It will sting but not reallyhurt him. Slaves need to be whipped daily. It's good for them. Lets them knowyou're in charge.?

?Thank you. Looks like fun to me. So where and how would you advise I whiphim??

?Sara's the best one to answer this, she love s w hipping slave s.?

With that Mistress Freeman pressed her intercom.

?Sara can you come in a minute please. We need your expertise on whippinga slave .?

? Now slave , your Mistress has demonstrated to me your loyalty to her. ButSara hasn't witnessed it her self. Now I know that Sara hates an ungratefulslave , so if you want to save your ass get on your knees in front of the doorso Sara can see your submission to Angel when she comes in.?

I got up fast from the desk and got down on my knees next to Angel's chair.

Angel looked at me and gave me warm smile. ?I'm happier now that you are reallymine. Work well slave and I won't treat you that badly.?

?Thank you Mistress I will not let you down? I couldn't believe what I wassaying.

As I sat on my knees next to Angel I could hear Sara's heels coming closerto the door. I was really nervous behind her good looks hid a bitchy look thatI knew could cause me trouble. Then she came in and stood right behind me.

?So slave now it's my turn for some fun. I'm going to teach you all aboutbeen whipped by a superior. Say thank you slave ?

?Thank you Mistress Sara.?

?I see you have already taught this slave the correct way to address his superior.?

?We have also taught him how to lick boots correctly a s w ell.? MistressFreeman replied to Sara.

?Good after I have shown Angel how to whip her slave he can then clean myboots. I do like a slave groveling on his knee s w ith his tongue around myboot heels. Now slave get across the desk, and pull that towel off.?

I pulled my towel off, Mistress Freeman looked down to my cock and a smilecrossed her face. I blushed as I walked around and got on to the desk.

?Lye face down 1 st slave . I want to show your Mistress the glow of whippedass cheeks. Angel can you please hand me your whip.?

All three of them came around me I felt so small just lying there naked waitingto be used as a whipping demonstration.

?Right 1 st angel I like to make the slave look at what I'm going to whiphim with. Slave look at my whip. Looks like it could hurt doesn't it??

?Yes Mistress Sara.? ?Well slave it is. Now Angel I like to make my slavethank me after I have whipped him. You don't have to but I love to see my slavereally degrade him self to me. It all helps to control them.?

?I will expect my slave to thank me all the time Sara. I agree with you, Iwant to completely humiliate and degrade my slave until he will do what everI say with out any question.?

?Good. Now watch this?

The 1 st hit from the whip was OK it hit directly across my cheeks. In factit felt quite nice. But after a few hits it began to sting. Then Sara beganto really whip me. You could tell that she was enjoying it, and by the laughterfrom the others it was obvious that in fact they were all enjoying her show.

?Angel look at his cute little cheeks now. See how they glow. Place your handacross you should feel some heat from them. Don't worry whipping does no longterm damage.?

Angel placed her hand on my cheeks and gave a little pinch. This made me cryout. They all laughed again.

?Now I often find that after whipping a slave , there small dicks have gonehard. Turn over slave .?

As I turned over I winced a bit under the burning pain caused from my whipping.Embarrassingly I had become aroused. I tried to hide it by covering up withmy hands.

?Move your hands slave let Mistress Freeman and Mistress Sara see what I own?

I placed my hands by my side. Sara moved around so she could see me better.H er hand moved over to my hard cock and closed around it.

?It's nice and long but not very wide is it slave ?? ?No Mistress I'm sorry.?

H er hand started to move up and down slowly stimulating me. I let out a sigh.

?Angel, some Mistress don't let their slave s cum. I like mine to, I thinkmilking a slave daily also helps in the aid of his control.?

?I always milk my slave daily Angel, I like to see the dread in his eyes ashe cum's.? Angel looked up at Jackie puzzled. ?Why is their dread in his eyesas your slave cum's??

?Because slave should eat his own cum? Jackie smiled as she replied to Angel.

?Would you mind if we show you now Angel?? Sara asked.

?I think for all the years I have eaten his cum, I feel that it is only fairthat he has his turn. Go ahead and make him cum.?

I felt repulsed, Sara's hand movements started to speed up. I was alreadyclose to an orgasm.

?Slave do you like Sara's hand around your cock. Does it feel good to haveher toss you off? Don't you just want to shoot all your sticky white cum intoher lovely warm hand? Sara tightened her grip and moved her hand up and downfaster and faster. Think about your cock in her mouth slave . Think about herdrinking all your cum down.?

With that I started to shoot my cum. Sara cupped her hand around the end ofmy cock and continued to pull slowly. ?As you fill my hand up slave thank MistressFreeman for talking dirty to you.?

?Thank you Mistress Freeman.?

Sara stopped pulling on my cock and lifted her hand away to show Angel andJackie my cum. ? H e shoots quite a bit doesn't he?? ?Yer and I normally swallowall of that.? ?Well not any longer unless you like to. Slave sit up and faceme. I sat up. Get on your knees and open your mouth. Now I'm going to makeyou lick all you're cum off my hands then I want you to thank me and MistressFreeman and your Mistress for been aloud to cum. If you don't lick it all upor we are not happy that you are really grateful I will whip you like you havenever been whipped before. Do you understand slave ??

?Yes Mistress Sara? She lifted her hands to my mouth and I began to lick upall of my cum. When Sara was happy she let me thank every one in the room.

?Now get on the floor next to my boots and start licking them clean. Slave.?

I got down off the table and knelt next to were Sara was standing. I couldfeel them all looking at me. I didn't want to be here and I didn't want tolick Sara's boots. But if I didn't she would whip me again. So down I got untilmy mouth was nearly touching the front of her ankle boots. I opened my mouthand as my tongue slid out I tasted leather again. When Sara decided her boots w ere suitably clean she ordered me to suck clean her heels. Mistress Angeland Mistress Freeman moved closer to watch me suck and lick Sara's heels. AsI looked up at Angel she smiled down at me as I moved my look towards MistressFreeman I could see that she to was smiling. Sara stopped me and told me tokiss each Mistress boots once before standing up. After kissing all of theirboots I stood up slowly still embarrassed by my nakedness.

Sara pointed out that my cock was hard again. Mistress Freeman said it wasobviously that licking clean ladies boots turns him on. Which was a good thingSara added quickly.

The three of them spoke about me and about other things openly for about anhour. I just stood there silent and still naked. Then Angel ordered me to getdressed and wait for her in her car. As I left none of them said anything tome. As I waited in Angel's car I thought about my new life as a slave .

Tired from the day's adventures I fell asleep.

?Wake up slave . I said wake up.?

I quickly came to, ?Were are we??

?Were are we what, slave ??

?I'm sorry were are we Mistress??

?I have decided to give you the privilege of buying me some new clothes andshoes.?

I thanked her not really happy but at least it will give me a chance to actnormal I thought.

?Now come around my side and open my door slave ?.

I jumped out and held open her door. She pushed past me arrogantly and toldme to lock up then follow behind her. 1 st we went into her favorite shoe shop.It was a trendy small designer kind of shop. We were the only people insideapart from the owner and a sales help. The older of the two ladies I recognizedimmediately. Angel often bought shoes and boots from this store and knew theowner well, the lady that I recognized. But who was that other girl. She lookedmore like a schoolgirl than staff. Angel walked right up to the owner. ? Hi Amanda, how are today?. ?Can't complain, I'm selling lots of boots becauseof the cold weather. You must see the new designs I have just got in?. ?I wouldlove to see them. By the way who's your new helper?.

?Oh you mean Sandy . She's on work experience. She's a nice girl. Very cleaverand she love's boots?. ?So she will fit in here well then?.

?So Lucky how are you? You seem very quite today. Afraid Angel's going tospend all your money??

I was about to reply when Angel asked to have a quiet word in the back withAmanda.

?Yer OK? Replied a puzzled Amanda.

?Slave wait for me here? Whispered Angel

I waited for what seemed like ages. Every so often I looked up to see thework experience girl smiling at me. She was cute about 16. Brown hair. Notvery tall. Dressed well in a black tight top that was cut low but not sultrylooking. A black skirt that almost touched her knees and long black leatherknee boot s w ith platform heels. She looked like the type to brake a millionhearts. But not in a nasty way.

Eventually Angel came out of the back room with a smiling Amanda. Amanda hadchanged the long skirt she had on when we came in and replaced it with a veryshort black leather skirt. She had also removed her black court shoes and puton some black leather thigh boot s w ith 6-inch heels. When I looked at herI almost fainted. I could tell by the way she was dressed at looked at me Angelhad told her.

Angel and Amanda walked right up to me. Amanda just starred at me in a waythat made me nervous. ?Sandy can you lock the door then come over here please?. ?YerOK? Sandy came over and looked at the way Amanda was dressed in interest. ?Arethose thigh boots? ?Yes they are. But I like to call them Bitch boots?. Amandasmiled at me. I looked down at her boots. ?Do you remember yesterday Sandy, was telling you about some men,

That have a boot fetish?? ?I remember, I think it's funny. Aren't men sad.?

Amanda smiled at Angel. Angel then nodded her head towards Amanda.

?Watch this Sandy . Slave see my black leather thigh high boots?? ?Yes Mistress? ?WellI want you to get down on your knees and lick them clean?.

I got down on my knees and Sandy began to clap slightly and laugh.

?Just before you start slave listen well to me. I want you to slowly lickclean every single part of my black leather thigh boots. Then I want you tokiss them too. After that you can clean the soles and then suck hard and cleanall 6 inches of my heels. OK??

?Yes Mistress, thank you.?

?Now lick them clean slave ?.

I began to clean her leather boots. I licked every part lovingly the leatherwas real soft and the smell was very erotic. As I cleaned her soles I becamevery hard.

?Now suck all 6 inches of my heels?. When I had cleaned and sucked both herboots clean I was made to stand up. Sandy looked straight towards the bulgein my trousers and giggled. ?Sandy would you mind being a dear and lookingafter Angel's slave while we go for a coffee?? ?No I don't mind at all?. ?Goodwe shouldn't be any longer than one hour?. I watched Angel leave with Amandathen I turned back to see a grinning teen age girl looking at me.

?Slave lock the front door, then come over here.? ?Yes Mistress?.

As I walked to her I kept thinking about what she had just seen me do.

?Now I want a good look at you take your top off and your trousers.? I didwhat she said. ?Looks like licking clean Amanda's leather boots turned youon a lot slave . I think I will have to help out that bulge in your boxers?.Sandy lent over and grabbed my hard cock through my boxers; she slowly releasedit through the gap at the front. I groaned out loud. Sandy tightened her griparound it and started to pull me off.

?So slave do you like licking clean ladies leather boots?. ?Yes I groaned?.

?When you came in you looked at me in my black leather platform knee bootsdidn't you slave ?? ?Yes again I replied.? ?Amanda told me that men with aboot fetish might a s w ell be called your slave . Because they will do anything just to lick your boots. So boot slave did you think about cleaning myboot s w hen you looked at me?? ?Yes Mistress I did think about licking cleanyour platform knee boots, when I was looking at you.?

?Good boot slave . The problem is there not dirty, so there is little pointin you licking them. Wait a min, now if you cum on them with all your stickyhot cum you could always lick that off. Would you like to do that my littleboot slave ?? ?Yes Mistress.? Sandy stopped and moved over to a chair, as shesat down she called me over to kneel before her boots. She then commanded meto pull my self off over her boots. As I pulled she just kept saying ?harderharder slave ? As I came onto her boots she sighed out loud. Then she lookedat her boots covered with my white cum. ?Slave put your cock away and lickyour mess off my boots. As I bent over I could smell the mix of cum and leather.I started by licking the front of her platform I looked up she smiled downat me. Then she commanded me to scoop up some of my cum in my mouth from herboots and show her. I did this, which made her sigh again. As I returned tolicking her boots I noticed her hand slip under and up her skirt. She movedher legs apart a little. As I licked her boots harder I could hear here pleasingher self. H er boot s w ere now clean she felt me move away for her inspectionbut she was enjoying her self too much to bother. Instead she simply liftedone leg and I began to clean her platform sole. As I licked I could clearlysee her pleasing her self. I was amazed to see how wet she was. When I pulledaway she lifted the other sole and pushed it into my face. As I licked I couldtaste the dirt of outside. But I didn't care, as I licked around the side ofthe platform boot heel, she looked at me. She was very close to orgasm. Thenher body rocked with the force of a young inexperienced but enjoyed orgasm.H er sighs and still deep breathing were evidence of her pleasure.

She smiled down at me. The warm after glow of sexual energy that we both feltrapidly departed with a knock at the door. ?Go open the door slave while Isort my self out?. I stood up on shaky legs and walked over to the door onway I turned round to see the incredibly kinky Sandy straighten her short skirt.The sound of the door been knocked again brought me back to my senses. I openedthe door to be greeted by Amanda and Angel pushing through. ?When you see meslave you should get on your knees and greet me with a kiss on my boots, Nowget down and lick um?. As I got down I could here them all laughing at me.As I got near to Angel's boots I could smell dog mess coming from under thesoles. ?There's good little slave doing what he's told, by the way little slave'y I walked in some dog poo poo on the way back especially for you. You canlick that off now?. Angel lifted one of her soles and placed it on top of mymouth. ?Lick? I opened my mouth and placed my tongue on her sole. The tasteof dog shit, mud and little stones filled my mouth I felt sick but still carriedon. Amanda and sandy bent down a little to watch closer me licking the shitfrom Angels boot. ? H e is a completely broken man isn't he?? ?Yes, just asa slave should be. Now lick my other sole slave .? ?So Sandy what did you andslave get up to while Angel and I were out. Be honest we want to know.? Sandylooked at Amanda a little embarrassed. ?I, I made him lick my boots.? ?Is thatall Sandy , Amanda thought you might have found a good way to humiliate mylittle slave . I don't mind just say what you did.? ?It's just I feel a bitstrange telling you what we got up to, you are his girlfriend after all??

?Not any more Sandy ? I looked up at Angel what was she saying? ? H e is nowmy slave , I am his Mistress. H e will do what ever I tell him. And yes oncehe was my Man. But for a long time I have seen him for what he really is. ASad little no good male that needs to be used and abused to please me. NowI don't mind, but I do want to know what you made him do for you. OK.? Angelsmiled at Sandy . Sandy could feel the warmth in her look she trusted her. ?OK,I made him strip for me.? Amanda smiled ?Go on? ?Then I made him get his dickhard and pull off over my boots.? ?Did he cum?? You could tell Amanda was gettinginto this. ?Yes all over my boots.? Angel and Amanda both looked down at Sandy's black leather platform boots. ?Did he cum much, it's just they don't lookthat dirty. In fact they look almost polished?? ?I made him lick his cum offthem. You don't mind do you?? Sandy 's pleading soon subsided with Angel beginningto laugh. ?You made him pull off over your boots, then made him lick his cumoff them? You know what I like this girl Amanda?. ?I thought you would. I don'tknow about you but I wouldn't mind seeing him lick his cum off some boots.What do you think Angel?? ?I don't mind at all, slave get me some boots fromthe back like Amanda's size 5 then bring them over to me?. ?Yes Mistress?.

As I walked to the back room I heard them giggling and congratulating Sandyon been a natural Mistress. As I entered the dark back room I was greeted byhundreds of boxes. One side stored shoes the other side-stored boots. It waseasy to find the thigh boots because of the organizing set out that startedwith ankle boots at one end and thigh boots at the other. In between had calfboots and knee high boots in styles of practical to fashion.

I choose the black leather thigh high boot s w ith 6 inch heels. That lookedlike Amanda's. As I lifted them out of their box I couldn't help but feel howsoft the leather felt to the touch. I also couldn't help notice the price of £400for them. ? slave , stop pulling your cock over all of my boots back thereand hurry up?. Amanda's domineering voice drifted in to the back room makingme tidy up and run back to them. ?Ah look at him running Amanda, how desperatehe must be to lick his cum off my new boots. Isn't that sweet??

I handed the thigh high black leather boots to my Mistress Angel, then goton my knees in front of them. ?And what am I going to do with these, slave?? ?Put them on so I can cum on them, then lick them clean Mistress.?

Amanda moved forwards fast towards me placing her left boot in to my groin.The pain shot around my body, making me feel weak. I was breakable.

Stumbling I pleaded for her to lift her bitch boot and take away my surprisedpain. I looked up and caught Sandy 's face from my watery view. She smiledat me then laughed. ?I don't know about you girls, but I didn't feel any kiss'son my boot s w hen he got back. And how exactly are you going to lick yourMistress boots clean when they are in her hands. You should have asked to putthem on her wonderful feet for her. Also we all should have heard you thankus as you got down on to your knees. Some men would give up so much to be wereyou are slave , show some respect.?

Amanda lifted her boot and placed the tip of the pointed toe to my mouth,I opened up and she pushed in side as far as she could. I looked up in sorrowas I sucked hungrily on her leather boot. My tongue licking feverishly followedas Amanda pulled her boot out. ?You will learn slave .?

?Sorry Mistress Amanda, Sorry Mistress Angel, Sorry Sandy.? Sandy kicked mein my chest. ?Mistress Sandy to you?. ?Sorry Mistress Sandy.? I trembled. Iquickly kissed all of their boot s w ith a passion. For such a young girl Sandycould hurt you with surprising force. Angel walked over to the trying on seatingarea and sat down, still holding her new boots. I followed on my knees. Whichwere starting to hurt now. I lifted my hands and begged to put her boots onto her beautiful feet. Angel handed me the boots and placed her original bootedleg into my lap. I unzipped her white high-heeled leather knee boot, and slidher foot out. I kissed her warm sweaty foot and inhaled the wonderful smell.Angel pointed her foot up so her sole faced me. I pushed my tongue out andlicked from her heel to the underside of her toe. I could taste the salt andtraces of leather, mixed with a nice foot smell. I could also see Angel's enjoyment,with quick, cheeky stolen glances up her knee length skirt. I'm still a man.Angel bent her foot back and offered me her toes; I took them fast in to mymouth, savoring every one. Angel bent back slightly and let out a sigh.

I repeated thi s w ith her other white leather boot. Amanda and Sandy werequiet, just happy to watch this loving act that a slave can perform willinglyfor hi s w onderful Mistress. Angel placed both feet in to my lap resting againstmy hardening bulge. I opened up one of the thigh boots and helped Angel guideher slender perfectly manicured foot into the wonderfully sexy black boot.I zipped it up and over her thigh gently. She placed her booted foot back onto my growing hardness. The feel of perfectly designed boot heel resting againstmy balls and gentle force pushing on my cock made me lose were I was. Withmy sigh she pushed down. The pain brought me back.

?Not yet slave you still have my other foot to prepare?. Angel whispered ina seductive tone. Amanda told me to hurry up, Sandy giggled. I looked up intoAngel' s w arm face my hold was broken by the sight of her licking her fullred lips. In a sultry fashion. I longed to cum over them again. A feeling Iexcepted I wouldn't get to enjoy again.

I placed her other foot in to the expensive boot. Noticing how well the toearea tapered to a thin slender black leather point. The sides of the bootsraised gently to a wonderful mass of black leather that begged to be lickedby any one that witnessed. The foot arch was elevated in contrast quite dramaticallyto a thin black 6-inch heel that could hurt any one it came in contact with.I slowly took in what I wa s w itnessing; the sight made me feel very weakwith sexual arousal. She stood up; Angel was still wearing her white businesssuit. Designer white knee length skirt and matching white jacket. The bootsrode high up in to the skirt so you couldn't see the tops of them. The contrastbetween the white and black was amazing. It was a look of pure power that nearlysent me to the floor crashing in faint, from the over exposure to this puresexual sight. Angel smiled down on me. ?Do you like, slave ??

?Yes? was all I managed to mumble, before I lunged my wanting tongue at hervery sexy and corrupting boots. Eagerly I licked tasting leather after leather.Sucking and kissing my stood up Mistress leather booted feet, I was in paradise. ?Lookat him go, the little boot licking slave really seems to be enjoying him self,I think I must get a pair of thigh boots. Do you think they will entrap myboy friend and make him my slave ?? Amanda looked at Sandy happy with whatshe had just asked. These last 2 hours had taught her how to handle men andyou could tell she liked it. H er boyfriend of present and the hundreds thatfollow will be in trouble at the hands of this growing Mistress. ?Not all menlike boots unfortunately, but you can spot the ones that do quite easily. Fora bit Sandy , wear boots every where. Any man that you see, check their glances.If their eyes linger on your boots for a second or more you more than likelystumbled upon a potential bootlicking slave . I always find that sitting ona train is always a good place to wheel in a catch. Trust me you can find slaves very fast.?

?Do you like the taste of my leather boots, slave ?? ?Yes, very much Mistress? Sandyand Amanda stopped talking and looked at me ready for the show. ?Slave getyour cock out and hold it over my boot shaft.? ?Thank you Mistress.? ?Now slavejerk off slowly over my black leather thigh boots.? Angel moved her right bootpushing it between my legs and under my balls. She lifted slightly the frontof her boot causing slight pressure upon the underside of my balls. A rushof sexual tension cascaded through my body. I sped up my hand movement. Makingme buck slightly. ?Not yet slave , slow down.? ? H e looks desperate to cumover your boots Angel.? ? H e is but I'm not ready yet, come and sit next to me Amanda, Sandy can you see alright??

Sandy moved forwards a little and crouched around the side right next to wereslave was performing. ?Yeah I can see fine now.?

?Right Amanda. I think slave should cum on both of our boots together thenhe can lick clean both of our boots in one go. What do you think?? ?Good withme.? Amanda pushed her boot forwards moving my left knee apart more. She placedit next to Angel's boot. The sound of my jerking off and leather rubbing together,was becoming too much for me. I felt my cock harden more and Angel appliedmore pressure to the underside of my balls. Amanda moved her free boot overand on to my left leg, the heel caused slight pain but I was so close now,to care. She gently rubbed on top of my ball s w ith her boot tip sole. ?Slowdown slave , not yet. I want to here you say that Women are the superiors andthat your role in life is now to grovel and serve you superiors in any waythey chose of you. Say it slave .?

I trembled out ?Women are my superiors,? I breathed in hard ?And my new roleis to serve them and grovel before them, thank you Mistress.?

?Well that was close. Now I want you to cum over my boots and Amanda's andI want them covered in your warm sticky white salty cum, NOW CUM.?

I sped up I could feel my cum rise. I quickly looked at Sandy I noticed perspirationglistening on her brow. She smiled. I turned to Amanda, my back arched. ?Onmy leather boot shaft a s w ell slave .? Amanda pressed down on to my balls.Faster I pumped my body now in auto drive. I turned to my Mistress, Angel.I felt my cum ready to explode. ?You are going to lick your cum off our boots,slave . NOW CUM!?

My cock exploded all of its hot sticky captured continence, the force surprisedme. I shut my eyes as my back arched. I could feel my cum pump out and outover both their leather boots. My mind cleared with my expelled seed, returnsoon to the sound of laughter, Sandy 's laughter. I looked up at her; she stoppedand stuck out her tongue mockingly, mimicking a licking up action. I lookedat Sandy's and Amanda's boots; both were splashed all over in my white cum.

? H e does shoot a large amount doesn't he?? Angel said to Amanda with outmoving her sight from my spent cock, her boot shaft and my cum.

? H e does shoot a big load, but that's really good. Means more for slaveto lick up and eat.? Amanda looked up from her cum splattered to my tired lookingface. She placed her tongue out and mimicked a licking up action mockinglyjust like Sandy had. ? You know what I learnt today?? ?What?? Amanda lookedtoo sandy. ?I learnt that I really do love seeing a man, eat his own cum infront of me.? Sandy 's voice drifted off into a slight giggle, but not thistime from her inexperienced youth. Now it was from experienced enjoyment.

Angel broke the silence that followed, by commanding me to lick off my cumthat had started to run by now. I bent and began cleaning both their boot sw ith my tongue. Enjoying the mixed aroma of my salty cum and their new leather.The softness of the leather, of their boots felt pleasant to my now worn tongue.Sandy 's platform boot s w ere made of hard leather that hardly bent to thetouch. But Angel's and Amanda' s w ere so soft that you could feel the leathermove with each loving stroke. ?You can tell he enjoys cleaning our boots because,you can feel his tongue working through the leather. Slave take your time lickingyour cum off our boots, we want you to enjoy the taste.? Angel was gettingvery dominant fast. ?Slave I want to see you scoop up a large amount of cumwith your fingers, do it now.? I stopped licking and placed my hand on Amanda'sboot, I found a large area still not licked that was coated and scooped upa large amount. ?Good now bring it up here so I can see and smell you're cum.You don't mind me stopping him for a few seconds do you Angel?? ?No, Why doyou want to taste his cum?? ?Not quite what I had in mind.?

I lifted my hand to show Amanda, she looked at it for a few seconds then mademe show scooped contents to Sandy . Embarrassingly I moved my hand over forher to see. ?Good, now slave I want you to tell us all, what a good littlecum swallowing whore that you have become. Then beg to be aloud to lick cleanyour hand. ? I have become a good little cum licking whore, please MistressAmanda, Mistress Sandy and Mistress Angel let me lick my cum off my hand.?

Kneeling down, looking up to them, with my hand held out, covered in my cum.I was greeted by cold faces. ?You may suck your fingers clean, now.?

I placed my fingers in my mouth and sucked, I felt stupid, small and hurt.I was been used as a tool, to mend all the hurt men had inflicted on thesewomen. When I had finished sucking my fingers in front of them I continuedto clean their boots. When I had finished I pulled back, but kept my head downin shame. Amanda and Angel inspected their boots. ?Not bad my slave . Standup, clean your self up and wait for me by the cash till.? I wanted to get outso fast that I nearly ran to the till. I looked back all three of them werejoking and talking about me. Angel looked right up at me a smiled. The warmthfrom her glow slightly elevated my broken spirit. She stood up and walked overto me. She pressed up against me; I could feel her chest in my back. I couldfeel her warm hand press round and clasp lightly around my waist, her breathwarm but sweet on my cheek. I fell in love again. ?I'm going to the car, payfor my boots then join me.? With that she walked out, my gaze lingered afterher. ?That will be £400, slave .? Amanda was behind the till. She wasgrinning at me, I turned round Sandy was by my side. I handed my credit cardover. ?Considering how in debt you are slave I thought you would have cut theseup? But then, the more in debt you get, the longer you will be Angels, so keepusing them. It's for the best?

Sandy wrapped up Angel's boots and placed them in a small designer bag. ? Sandygrab your coat it's locking up time any way, we can both escort slave out.?

Sandy handed me the bag and I waited while she grabbed her coat. Amanda satdown and made me pull off her boots and place them back in the back room. Thenshe made me put her court shoes back on. With that she stood and walked Sandyand me to the door. Amanda turned and looked up at me. ?Kiss my shoes and Sandy's boots good bye, slave .? I bent down and kissed with passion Amanda's blackcourt shoes and Sandy 's black platform boots.

I looked up. ?You are a better slave then you were as a partner, Angel isnow lucky. You can go slave .?

I was relived to see Angel's car; I felt like collapsing, sleep was all thatfilled my thoughts. As I sat down I heard Angel speak softly to me, but tobe honest I didn't hear her. Soon we arrived home. I don't remember openingAngel's door or carrying her into the house. Sleep soon recaptured my bodyand mind.

I woke. I felt for Angel, she had gone. I lifted my groggy head and lookedaround. No sign of her. I called out, but no reply. Good. I got up and walkedin to the bathroom. The surprise waiting for me in the bathroom woke me, fast.

Morning slave . Good to see you finally got up. Today I want you to wash,tidy the house, prepare what food your cooking for me tonight, get my new bootsout of my car and don't touch your dick or jerk off.

P.S.

I'm working late so when you have prepared and cooked my food, bring it tome at work for 9pm .

And clean this mirror.

The message was spread right across the mirror in bright red lipstick, atthe bottom she had signed it with a kiss. Shit, it would take me hours to clean.

I went down stairs, to fetch something to scrub the message off. On the wayto the kitchen I noticed muddy footprints on the floor Angel's mine and wasthat a third print, who' s w as that? Small a lady's print. So what 1 st themirror or the prints. Soon it would be decided for me. I turned into the dinningroom. Through the frosted glass in to the kitchen I could see a figure sittingdown. I burst in ?What the, what are you doing here??

?Is that any way to treat your Mother in law, Lucky. Morning.? ?Sorry I wasjust surprised. Any way how are you?? ?I'm good Lucky, in fact I'm very good,Angel explained her new arrangement between you and her yesterday, and to behonest I was a little shocked. Just like I imagine you were. But the more Ithought about it, the more I thought good on you girl. Angel phoned last nightwhile you were asleep and told me every thing that happened yesterday.? Everything? ?YesLucky everything, Daughters don't keep secrets from their Mothers you know.Any way it sounded like so much fun seeing you degrade your self, I just wantedto see for my self. So were are Angel's new boots?? I went bright red withembarrassment. ?Why are you embarrassed little lucky, sounds like you had somuch fun in Amanda' s w onderful shoe shop. Amanda, a friend of mine a s well, also phoned last night, she was filled with such good reviews of you.Now get Angel's boots from her car.? ?Yes, Mistress.?

That was all I need Angel's mum never really liked me. To be fair, recentlyI did let my self-go. Angel's mum or Jane to her friends, was a tall, blondethin lady with a well kept athletic body considering her giving birth to fourchildren? Angel being the eldest. She dressed well; today opting for a blacklong gracefully flowing skirt, white tight knitted jumper that showed her amplechest off. Black leather gloves and slight platform leather boots to match.She dressed younger than maybe she should but she pulled it off well.

Angel's car, by the way up in till yesterday was my black sleek sports car.That would cost the normal person two years salary, I brought it a couple ofyears ago to the delight of Angel and my friends. Angel's car before decidingthat mine was also now hers, was a sensible 5 door boring run about town typeof car.

I unlocked the door and lent inside to fetch the boots. I lifted them outand locked up. ?What's taking so long? Jane was getting impatient. I rushedback in to the kitchen. ?So let me look at them? Jane was still seated at thekitchen table sipping from a hot looking coffee. I unwrapped the box and pulledout the thigh boots. The leather was so soft to the touch. ?Ah they look domineeringdon't they? A bit slut looking for me but I bet men would just fall at thefeet of any lady wearing them. Pass them to me.?

Jane lent forwards and felt the leather, I could tell she was impressed bythe soft feel. She snatched them and inspected closely. ?Great stitching onthem you can tell they're expensive.? She pulled them closer to her face andinhaled the leather aroma. ?The smell of leather has always had an effect onme. It really is erotic. You can't smell you're cum though, you must have donea good job of licking them clean.? I was shocked, never had I heard Jane sayany thing like that. ?Follow me in the lounge.? I followed.

Jane made her self at home in the lounge. I stood in front of her chair, ?Angelsaid that you had some jobs to do and asked if I would mind checking in onyou to see if you were doing them correctly. She said that I could have somefun with you a s w ell. So what you know I said yes. Now take down your boxers.? Ilooked down I was still in my sleep clothes.

I pulled my boxers down. ?Don't worry I have seen it all before.? Jane leanedforwards and inspected my cock. She wrapped her hand around my flaccid poleand laughed. Then she grabbed my balls in her free leather gloved hand andthe cold made me jump a little. I looked down. I could see sticking out ofthe bottom of her skirt two nicely rounded black leather platform boots. ?Ahyou are looking at my boots, I see. Tell me do you want to see them properly?? ?YesMistress I would like to look at your boots.?

Jane released my ball s w ith her one hand the other stayed locked aroundmy now slightly hardening cock. She lifted her skirt slightly. ?Look at thoseplat form boots, do you see the chunky heel?? ?Yes Mistress.? She pulled myfour skin back and ran a finger over my head. I jolted with pleasure. She pulledup her skirt higher. ?Look at my wonderful legs enclosed by the black leathershafts of my kinky boots. Imagine your tongue running along that expanse ofleather.? I looked down in amazement I could see her boots clearly now. Blackleather crinkle boot s w ith high platform soles and chunky 4-inch heels. ?Tellme what you want to do to my boots, slave .? My cock had now hardened fullyin her hand. ?I would love to get on my knees Mistress, and lick and lick you'rewonderfully kinky black leather platform boots.? I was pleading; I didn't careany more. Jane pulled me forwards; my cock was inches from her mouth. She lookeddown at it, the hardness twitched, begging to be sucked her tongue came outand licked right across my uncovered four skinned head. I groaned loudly andmy knees bent slightly. ?Keep telling me about licking clean my boots slave.? She tuck my very hard cock whole in to her mouth, she could deep throat. ? Iwant to lick your black,? She was great at giving head. ?Leather boots, I meanplatform leather boots, Ah? I groaned, Jane was looking up at me, I couldn'ttake much more of this. She pulled my cock slowly out of her hot great givingmouth, a line of warm pre cum stretched from her red moist lips to my cock.She licked it free. ?Carry on slave telling me about you worshipping my lovelyboots? She greedily sucked me back in to her mouth. I felt faint but great. ?Iwant my tongue around your leather boot shafts licking them clean. I want tolick your chunky platform high heels, I want to lick them all day and all night.? Icould feel her tongue pressing against the underside of my cock in her mouth.She sped up sucking and sucking. I looked in to her blue eyes. I felt the rise;I was about to shoot. The hand that was holding her skirt shot up to my but.I felt her finger find then push against my hole. She inserted her finger whilestill sucking. ?I want to lick, lick your leather boots, platforms, Ah, Ah,I want to taste the leather, I'm going to cum.?

The built up tension spilled over in to her excepting mouth. She pulled mecock out, a few last spurts of sticky cum shoot on to her pretty face. Shesmiled up at me, my cum glistened on her cheek and lips. ?Slave look at myboots.? She lifted her skirt once again and I was greeted by the expanse ofher footwear. Jane pulled her finger out of my anus. She pushed me back. Andlent forwards. Looking over and down at her boots. She pulled the skirt upand over her knee. Then pulled both boots tight, up on her shapely legs. Thecrinkles tightened and I could see that the black leather, finished just belowher thighs. Then she dribbled what was in her mouth, and on to her now tightenedleather boots. Then she let go of her tightened boots and they went back tothe crinkle affect around her ankles and knees. I looked down in shock, I couldsee my cum and her spit mixed together in the groves of the crinkles, toe andplatform area. ?Whoops look what I have done, slave my boots are now dirty,you better clean them, ha.? ?Yes Mistress.?

I got down on to my knees, and smelt, what was beginning to smell normal tome. Leather and cum. ?Before you start licking, don't you think you shouldthank me, and I think you should beg a little, to lick such kinky boots??

I looked up and into her warm face.

?I'm sorry Mistress, Thank you for pleasing me. Can I please lick your wonderfulblack lovely leather sexy platform kinky boots? I really want to kiss and lickthem.?

?Grovel a bit slave .?

?Please let me, I really want to lick your boots, please I need to lick yourboots. I will do any thing for you Mistress, please I beg, let me lick yourwonderful sexy kinky platform boots.?

?Very good slave . Lick um.?

I licked like there was no tomorrow, the leather tasted wonderful. I startedwith her toe area. My cum and her spit didn't even slow me, I just gobbledup all with every long hard worshiping lick. ?Lick here slave , like there,get that cum off, come on I want them spotless, lick harder I want to feelyour tongue.? Mistress Jane seemed to enjoy guideing me. ?Lick my boot shaftsnow, don't touch my boot s w ith your hand, slave . Just use your tongue. Getthat cum out of the groves, lick harder, faster.? She was really working me.Thi s w as revenge for me telling Angel that her mother was bitch, one dayin an argument Angel and I had about nothing. I knew she told Jane. Becausewe didn't see her for four weeks after that. And when we did she hardly spokea word to me.

Whack! I felt pain. She had slapped me right across my bottom. ?Lick my bootsharder, slave . Get that cum off.? Whack! I felt the second sting fly rightacross my backside. I licked harder very quickly. ?That's it slave , lick orelse I will hit you again.? I licked her boots from the top to bottom thenI licked the platform heels and her soles. Jane stuck a boot in to my chestand pushed me away. I fell back. ?Let me inspect my boots, slave . Not bad,but I will make you a better boot polisher. So thank me.?

?Thank you Mistress, for letting me lick your wonderful platform boots clean.And for teaching me how to lick superior Women's boots.?

?I haven't taught you yet, but I will, you boot licking little slut.?

?Thank you,?

?Now stand up? I stood, Jane stood up a s w ell, her skirt fell back overher leg covering most of her clean boots. She pulled me close to her and heldme. ?Now lick my finger clean.? I placed her finger in my mouth and tastedfor the 1 st time my shit. ?Suck it like a good slut, slave .? I sucked herfinger in and out of my mouth, licking it clean. ?Stop, good slave .? She pulledit out and moved her now cleaned hand on to my fleeced cock. Jane looked into my eyes ?Angel said that you were now just her sex toy. What do you thinkabout that slave ??

I was hurt and didn't know what to say. ?She also says that she is toyingwith the idea of pimping you out. I told her that it's a great idea. And thatI would help. I know loads of ladies that would pay to humiliate and use you.You still have an OK body, which we can tone a little. Gym for you now oncea week I think. In fact that gives me an idea, I want some one to meet you.Don't stress I will get her to come over here so you will still have time todo your chores. Go do them now, slave .? I walked out not saying a word. Don'tspeak if you have nothing nice to say I was always taught. And thi s w as oneof those times. As I searched the kitchen draws trying to locate somethingto scrub the mirror with I over heard a bit of conversation Jane was havingon the phone. ?You know you were joking the other day about needing a slave, well.? I didn't want to hear any more. I found a scrubbing pad and went upstairs to scrub the mirror. As I cleaned the mirror I began to drift away withthoughts of warm late sunny lazy days, walking hand in hand with Angel. Wewere happy, especially me. There is always one in a relationship that is morein love/need than the other. I was the one more in love. Angel is the mostattractive person I know, and she was friendly. But now I am just her toy totrade and sell. My thought had turned bad. The sound of the doorbell brakingmy concentration was a needed escape.

?Come in, how are you?? Drifted up stairs, I didn't recognize Jane's guestvoice. But I knew it would be some one I would rather not meet. ? H e's upstairs,I warn you know he's naked.? H er guest laughed. I heard footsteps, the soundof heels clicking on the wood floors, Then the stairs. Then the hall. Thenme.

?Get on your knees slave , head down.? I didn't have time to see Jane's guest. ?Angel'sboyfriend?? H er puzzled voice sounded soft. ? H e owes Angel loads of money,so they came to this agreement. Look at him no longer as Angel's boyfriend,now he's her slave . And he will be until he can pay off his debt to her.? ?Seemsa little strange to me?? ?And me to, but what a fun way to pay off his debt,for all of us.? I was looking down at the floor all I could see of Jane's guestwas her boots. Gray leather ankle boot s w ith a buckle around the top. Niceconservative styled fashion boots. The long slender sculpted heel s w ere about4 inches in height.

?Slave kiss my friends boots.? ?What?? Jane's guest was surprised by thiscommand. I wanted to kiss them, so I bent forwards fast before she changedher mind. The leather felt quite hard and I could see some splashes of mudon the sides and around the heels but it felt good to kiss her boots.

?Why does he do that?? ? H e will do what ever you tell him to do, try!?

?Kiss my boots again slave .? I was still bent over, hoping I would get thechance to kiss them again. This time I used more emotion. I kissed the toefronts, right on the slight point then I kissed the sides pressing hard soshe could feel my kiss. ?That feels quite nice, doesn't it?? ?Yes it does feelgood having a man grovel at your boots. Your boots look a little dirty; it'shard keeping them clean especially with our weather, slave lick my friendsboots clean while we talk.? I started to lick the gray leather; I could feelher push her toes hard against her boots so she could to feel my tongue workingbetter. As I licked I could here them discussing prices for loan of me. ?For1 day we will let you have him cheap and if it's for a interesting reason wemight let you have him even cheaper. What have you in mind?? ?I was thinkingabout having a coffee morning, just a few close friends over, I think he couldbe a good talking point.? ?I see well for that kind of function we could letyou have him free as a demo model, it could bring in more work for him yousee. Would you want him wearing a costume of any kind?? I licked around herboots to her heels, which I licked up and down. ?Lift your one boot up andplace your heel in his mouth, he can suck them clean then.? I felt her legraise and position her heel over my mouth. I sucked it in fast, sucking onit in a sexual fashion. I could see Jane watching me perform this act; I stillcouldn't see her guest face. She pulled her heel out then replaced it withthe other one. ?Good little heel sucker.? ?Were happy with him, he also cleansand does any job needed around the house, we would like it if you used himand thought of him as little more than a slave .? ?I think I could grow tolike this, will you ever sell him?? ?Not yet but Angel may want to one day.? Shepulled her heel out and placed it back on the floor next to her other boot. ?Slavecarry on licking clean her boots.? ?Will he perform sexual acts, not for meyou have to understand, but incase my guests at my coffee morning get carriedaway.? ? H e is your slave to do what ever you like with, apart from kill himthat is.? ? H ave you used him in a sexual manner?? ? Let's just say he atehis cum for me today.? Both women laughed for some time about this. ?Are myboots clean yet slave ?? ?Yes Mistress.? I had licked all of the mud and dirtaway along time ago I was just licking now for my own enjoyment. ?Slave geta Glass and join us in the lounge.? ?Yes Mistress? there was only one cleanglass, which reminded me I was to do the washing before I went to meet Angeltonight. There was still plenty of time. As I walked into the lounge I couldsee Jane's friend, A short bodied, brown haired, middle class housewife type.That voted conservative but knew nothing of politics apart from what her neighbor'sviews. Wealthy husband that spent most of his day s w orking to afford herlife style and the rest of his time playing golf. She was of a dyeing breedin this country. H er clothe s w ere by an expensive designer. But wouldn'twin any awards. Black trousers complemented by a black simple jumper. A goldchain hanging around her neck was the only flashy show of wealth. H er skinwas clear and white hiding her year s w ell. She was attractive in a plainway. I was surprised by the look of interest from her towards me. I thoughtshe would have been offended by the sordid conduct that I had to offer. H ereI was been bargained off in a slave auction. ?Slave come forwards and get onyour knees in front of us.? I got down and presented myself I was exposed tothese two Ladies. I felt unprotected and small. ?Get your self hard slave ,our guest has to inspect her product.? I touched my limp pole with my hand,holding it would normally feel great but under these conditions it felt humiliating.Luckily for me I felt a slight rise, I looked at Mistress Jane's boots, theblack leather looked so kinky, soon I was hardening. ?Why does he stare atyour boots?? ? H e has a boot fetish, it helps him to get aroused very fast.? ?Sowhen he was licking my boots he got turned on?? ?Yes.? ?Interesting, I thinkI might make it compulsory for all my lady's to wear boots to my coffee morningthen, imagine his arousal in front of seven booted women.? ?Now that couldbe interesting.?

I didn't Like the sound of this, When I was in the boot shop three Women hadmanaged to all most knock me out from over exertion. Imagine what seven woulddo to me, I knew I was in for a hard week. ?Your cock looks hard now, standup slave and show our guest your product.? I stood up and moved forward, Jane'sfriend looked right at my hard cock, it twitched with growing desire. Rightin front of her face. I wished I wasn't turned on. My body had let me down. ?CanI touch it?? ?Feel free, do what ever you want with him.? She lent forwardand gently stroked my shaft, I groaned. Then she locked her fingers tightlyaround it moving her hand in a back wards and forwards motion. H er image wasone of innocence but her hand experience proved differently. Soon I was beginningto buck; my increased groaning was sign of my coming orgasm. She let go ?Idon't want him to cum on my clothes.? ?I understand, slave get back on yourknees, good, hold your cock, keep it very hard, now jerk it off for us.?

There I was, on the floor with two women looking down at me, cock in hand. ?Areyou ready to cum yet slave .? ?Nearly Mistress.? I felt the rise back in Jane'sfriend's hand, but I had tried to put it off. But again, the feelings had arisen.My back arched, I groaned, my hand sped up. I looked up. Both were just lookingat my cock been pumped backwards and forwards. ?Shoot in to the glass, slave.? The pressure was too much, again my eruption crashing upwards released allit's goods in to the glass. I kept pulling trying to release the last spurts. ?Stopslave and pass me the glass.? I wasn't quite finished, but both seemed happywith my demonstration. I handed the quarter filled glass up to Jane. She heldit up to the light so she and her guest could see its contents clearly. ? He shoots a lot don't you think?? ?Yes, can I have a closer look?? Jane handedher the glass; she held it up again to the light, ?Looks very clear and white.? Mimickingthe actions of a wine taster she smelt what was in side the glass. ?A goodyear I feel.? Both laughed. I just stayed on my knees looking down waitingfor my next task. ? H and it back to slave now.? She passed me the glass andsmiled at me warmly. I held it, nervously, releasing what I was going to haveto do with the glass. ?Slave drink half of the cum.? I slowly moved the glassup to my mouth, ?Come on we haven't got all day slave .? Jane's guest was transfixedby my actions. H er smile didn't make me feel any better. The warm cum drippedin to my mouth. I swallowed, and then I had second swig of the runny salt liquid.It made me heave a little. ?Swallow it. Right good, now pour the rest on tomy boots and our guest if she doesn't mind, do you.? ?Will he lick it all off?? ?Yes,there will be no staining if that' s w hat you mean, in fact it gives yourboots a good shine, after he has licked it off.?

?Pour away than slave .? Both women stuck their boots out and placed themtogether side by side in front of me. I pored the cum right over the boot shaftscovering both of there boots. Jane and her guest looked down, both it seemedfound this to be a funny sight. ? Lick our guests boots clean 1 st , slave.? I bent and licked really hard. H er boot shaft had that arousing taste ofsexual cum and expensive leather. Every so often she moved her boots, to geta better view of my tongue on her leather. You could tell she was startingto enjoy this demonstration of female power domineering over the weaker malespecies. She lifted her boot up; I slid underneath, with my mouth under herheel she slid it in, moving it up and down in a proactive fashion. I couldsee her face from this angle. She was enjoying her self. She pulled her bootheel out only to replace it with the other. I sucked until she was content.Then I licked the cum from Mistress Jane's boots for the second time that day.I had to admit the sight of Jane's black leather platform boots did reallyturn me on. When I was finished Jane and her guest stood up. Jane walked herto the door and they said their pleasantries to each other. Jane then arrangedthe time and date for me to be loaned out to her. I stayed on my knee s w ereI was left still naked. The door shut and Mistress Jane's heels clunked awayon the floor towards me. ?What are you doing slave , you still have choresto do. Finish cleaning, Then start on Angel's dinner. Now move.?

I was glad to get away from Mistress Jane for a bit; doing my chore s w asn'tthat bad it gave me time to think. Not that I had much energy left for thoughts.What I had just done in front of Mistress Jane and her guest was unbelievable.H umans live to rules. This i s w hat keeps the fragile society we call lifegoing. Neither of them would have dreamed of doing what they had made me do,to lets say their husbands. But because I have now been placed out side oftheir society. They felt safe to use me for any thing. (A note to all reading.Watch out.) After cleaning, washing, dressing and hovering I was ready to cook.Now I can't cook, any thing longer than 4 minutes in a microwave is too muchfor me. But here I am again trying something new.

I open a cookbook, Roast chicken, vegetables. Open up chicken take out bits w ash in side, cut wash and steam vegetables. H ave to bake for, sod this.Pizza, 15 min over phone ready. The sound of her boot heels clicking. Won'tshe leave me alone for just 5minutes?

?I see that you have managed to clean off that wonderful message my daughterleft for you, your house work needs a bit of practice, but not bad. Cookingtime!? ?I have decided to order pizza.? ?You don't decide any thing, slave. Ask me if you can order pizza?? ?Please Mistress can I order Pizza for Angel,my cooking is so bad and I don't want to insult her with some burnt offering.? ?OK,after all the pizza will stick you more into Angels debt. You are going tobe her slave for a long time.?

?Thank you Mistress.? I phoned for Pizza, extra large bacon and chicken, withside order of wings, bottle of coke and the classic cookie dough and creamice cream. £17 latter adds at least another 6 hours to my slave role.But worth it. ?So that's Angels food sorted what are you going to eat. H owabout dog food?? I don't think a slave should ever disrespect their Mistress.But how close really was now. ?Kiss my boots. Now!? I bent down fast and kissedeach boot. ?Do it like you mean it slave !? I was surprised. I kissed harder. ?Ican read you like a book, slave , I knew what you were thinking. H ow dareyou think about me in a bad way! We own your body and mind.

You will be grateful for what ever you're told, DO YOU UNDERSTAND!?

?Yes Mistress, sorry.? I mumbled in between licks of leather boot. The doorbellrang. ?Stand up and answer the door.? I jumped up and ran to the door. I couldsee it was a female through the frosted glass front door. I looked behind me,Shit; Mistres s w as standing right behind me. ?Get the door.? afraid I opened, ? Hi Lucky, your normal, that a be seventeen pound, please. H ow's Angel?? ?She'sgreat ah? I began to stumble a bit. The girl knew me well; I was as regularat ordering pizza, as breathing. H er name was H arriet, tall thin, dark hairtightly pulled back into a ponytail, cool looking.

?Are you alright, Lucky?? H arriet looked at me then looked at Jane. ?I'mnot disturbing any thing am I?? She grinned at me. ?No ah nothing of the sort,I'm ah I'm just, Give me the pizza.? I slammed the door. ?Don't you want yourchange?? ?NO!? the sounds of her calling me jerk all the way back to her cardrifted up to us. ?Sounds like she knows you, Jerk, I mean, slave .? ?Passme Angel's car keys, lock up and join me in the car. Don't forget the pizza,Jerk.? I hate you I thought as I smiled at her, ?That will cost you, slave.? H ow can she tell what I'm thinking, she must be better at reading peoplethan I used to be. I could hear her heels click all the way to the car. I lockedup. Slowly I walked to the car and got in. ?Belt up slave .? Like a littlechild I put my belt on. She turned the key the car started, pulled into gear,not using the clutch, grind my fuckin gears you bitch, I thought. ?Don't havebad thoughts little slave .? I give you bad thoughts. I smiled back. And offwe went, and fuck me she drove fast and I mean fast. The car dealer said thatmy car now Angels does 0 to 60 in 4.2 second s w hen I bought it. Well mate,Jane just proved your calculation s w rong. By the time we got to Angel's office,twenty plus speed cameras had just about photographed every angle of, the carregistered to me. ?Oops, sorry, do you think you might lose your license, slave. And get a BIG fine, I'm really sorry, you could fight in court and proveit was me driving. But that would upset you're Mistress, my daughter. Do yourself-a favor pay the fines.? ?Considering how in debt I am I could have donewith out you playing the A team in a car registered to my name?? ?Are you cross w ith me, slave ?? ?Just a little.? ?Well I know how to make it up to you.Kiss my wonderful black leather platform kinky boots.? I bent and licked. BANG!The pain shoot through me. A hard kick to my balls kept me down. ?YOU DO NOTGET UPSET WIT H YOUR SUPERIOR MISTRESS. UNDERSTAND?? ?Yes? my weedy reply. ?Getup and deliver this pizza to Angel.? I walked into Angel's Casino. A flashlooking hallway covered with twinkling lights guided you through into a largewelcoming area. Kerrie walked up to me. ?Business or pleasure tonight.? ?Ican't afford to play here any more so I guess its business, is Angel in heroffice.? ?Yeah, shame you can't play here any more, I miss you.? Kerrie, smiling,walked off. ?Don't flirt with the staff unless told, slave .? Jane had parkedand walked in just as Kerrie walked off. ?Do you think she would still fancyyou if she knew what you had become? In fact what would all of the staff thinkof their best customer if they knew??

?The pizza getting cold Mistress, I better get it to Angel.? I walked passedall the roulette tables filled with mugs spending all their wages. Never landson your number. I carried on walking, past the slot machine s w ith old womenholding cups to hopefully catch jackpots, up the stairs and around the barrierdividing the VIP room from the normal casino. The big spender room hadn't changed.Poker the smell of mathematical opportunity hits a player fast. All the normalcrowd, I wave to some, trying to hurry passed. My carvings almost getting thebetter of me. ?Lucky.? Shit, big John . A large gay man with silver hair, harmlessbut annoying. ?Lucky you big shit, it's me you son of a gun.? I hate peoplewho say things like son of a gun. Lucky for me I didn't owe him any money unlikesome in this room. ?Got a hurry, John , got Angels pizza, don't want it cold.Next time maybe??

?Lucky she, has you whipped, boy.? I laughed back with the rest of the room.If only they knew. I pushed through the big wood doors at the end of the room.Angel's secretary, middle age women, with blond hair, well kept figure. Withnot much baggage to the eye. Charming more than intelligent.

?Angel's expecting you, slave .? She grinned at me. Angel had told her. Theygot on but I didn't know that well. As I pushed through the doors I lookedup above was a sign in gold lettering saying Angel H artley licensee.

?Bring my food over here.? Angel pointed to her desk. I went over. She hadher head down looking into her flat screen monitor. I could she was using MSMmessenger. And chatting with a girl named Raver chick. ?Smells like Pizza,so I see my Mother didn't manage to get you cooking then?? ?No. You know I'mno good at cooking Mistress, I could burn coffee.? The glow of her screen madeher grin look almost sinister. I had never thought about Angel in that waybefore. H er screen flashed a message from raver chick who was asking for photosof me. Angel replied. Cool I will take some in a bit. H er fingers looked solong and slender on her keyboard, I remember my Mother describing them as pianohand s w hen she complemented them to Angel. Angel logged off. And looked upat me, she smiled then grabbed a slice. ?It's cold.? ?Sorry Mistress, I won'tlet it happen again.? ?You better not. Chuck out the wings. No good to me coldand as for the slush style ice cream. I should whip you for trying to poisonme. ?I'm really sorry Mistress, really.? And I was, because I knew I wouldregret it. ? So slave why did I get to see my mother kicking you in your balls w hen I looked out of the window a minute ago?? ?I disrespected her, Mistress,I'm sorry.? I was really for it now. ?Why did you disrespect her?? ?Becauseshe drove through every speed camera she could find at 110mph, in my car.? Angelbegan to laugh. ?It's in your name, so you will get the fines, ha. But by theway, it's now my car. I think we should leave it in your name, just incaseI go a bit fast like my mother.?

Angel looked back at her monitor while grabbing a second slice of my favoritepizza. I stood behind her so I could see what she was up to. I could smellher hair. The scent was good and clean. She had tied it up tight in to a hardlooking power style it matched her well made designer gray pin stripe suite.She looked like she meant business. And she did. She ran the most successfulcasino out side of London . Gamblers flocked from all around just to lose theirmoney in front of Angel. She logged back on. The high pitch sound of a modemkicked in soon it settled. A message from raver chick flashed up,

H i what you up to?

Nothing much got my slave here.

H i slave get on your knees!

H e's on his knees. Do you want to see him, if so dial up my web cam?

A message came up on her screen. Raver Chic wants to view do you except?

Angel clicked Ok.

Can you see him ok?

No can you move the camera on to your desk?

Yes cool.

Angel moved her camera so it faced me directly.

H ow's that?

I can see him. H i slave .

I waved back.

What would you like him to do?

Take his top off.

?Do it slave .?

I pulled my jumper off.

Can you turn on a sidelight so I can see his chest better please?

Angel lent over me and switched on her desk lamp. The light hurt my eyes.I pulled back a little.

Move him forwards again I can't see him

Angle pushed me forwards and then slapped my face hard

I felt that over here. Do as your told slave .

Can you make him stand up? Slowly the cam is a little jerky.

?Stand up slowly slave ?

I stood up as slow as I could. The cam still on the table was level with mybelt.

Undo your belt.

Flashed on the screen.

Pull down your pants slowly

I pulled them down and placed them carefully behind me.

Pull down you boxers.

I pulled them off and placed them next to my pants.

Not a bad sized cock?

It's ok isn't it?

Get it hard.

I touched my cock for the third time today. It got hard fast, soon it wasstanding up on it's own.

Jerk it off for me slave .

I pulled back my foreskin then pumped it like there was no tomorrow.

Don't move so fast, the cam blurs.

I slowed down; I could feel my orgasm coming any way.

?Are you about to cum, slave .? Angel knew the signs. ?Yes. Mistress.?

H e is about to cum.

All ready! Is he that fast in bed with you?

No he's quite good, it's just he gets turned on been treated as a slave .

I see, catch your cum in your hand slave .

I shoot hard and fast into my left hand. A small amount dropped on to Angel'sdesk. ?You can lick that up in a minute.?

What did you just say to him Angel?

H e dripped some of his cum on to my desk, I just told him that he can lickit up in a min.

Lol. Slave show me your hand.

I pushed my hand up to the web cam and moved it so my cum would glisten inthe light.

Pull back from the cam a little and stick your hand up to your mouth.

I pulled back and did what she typed.

Come forwards a little. Angel can you focus your cam a little.

I moved a little and Angel twisted the ring around the out side of the cam.

H ow's that?

Better. Slave lick your cum off your hand and swallow it. But do it slowly.

I began licking my hand; every so often a message would come up on Angel'smonitor giving me instructions to show my hand or what angel to lick from.

I have to go now Angel; I will be back on later if you want a chat. Bye.

Bye.

Angel logged off; she turned in her seat and looked up. ?Stop licking yourhand, and lick your cum off my table.? I bent over and tried to lick my cumup. I found it hard to do, because of the high polish on the table. ?Stop smearingit in. Eat it!? Angel wa s w atching me clean her table intently. ?That willdo. Get on your knees and crawl under my desk. H er desk was a large and solidlooking. From the front you couldn't see me cramped in between Angel's legs,the front and the sides of the desk were made of solid dark oak that complementedthe hard looking polished top. ?Kiss my boots.?

I pushed my back against the desk wall as hard as I could so I could bendmy head down a hard task in such a small area. I think Angel realized this,since she lifted her 1 st boot slightly to help me kiss. H er long slenderfoot was encased by her beautiful, butter soft, black leather, pointed, highfashion, ankle boot. She begged me to buy her these boots. I remember nearlya year ago now. We were out together just doing some lazy window-shopping.Until we passed Amanda's shop, there they were, In the window. Angel nevercould just walk passed a shoe shop. And I could never say no, to Angel.

I kissed the leather softly, worshiping the moment. Angel placed her bootdown and lifted her other. I kissed again this time with even more passion.Unnoticed she placed her boot down. ?Undo my belt and pull my trousers downslave .? My face light with joy. With eager equal to waiting for Christmasas a child. I unhooked her expensive Italian belt. Slowly with impatient handsI pulled down her tight suit trousers. H er black thong filled me instantlywith desire. ?Pull my trousers over my boots slave . Then pull my thong off.? ?YesMistress.? ?And don't let the fabric snag on my heels.? I placed her boot into my hand, the leather so soft, it felt as though it could melt in my grip.Carefully I pulled her trouser suit over her boots and heels then free, fromher holiday sun bronzed legs that begged to be kissed. H er thong came awayin shaky hands. I could smell her pleasure. She was turned on. ?Go down onme, slave .? It had been ages since Angel had let me please her thi s w ay.I snuggled my head between her warm thighs and licked her wetnes s w ith delight.As soon as I started I stopped. She tasted different? ?Did I say you couldstop, slave ?? From between her golden legs I looked up. She was grinning.I began to stumble, I couldn't think. Tears began to form. ?Well what did youthink. You were the only one, to have fun with others?? ?What!? was about allI could spurt out, from between my trebling mouth. My view of her distorted,from behind my heart broke tears. ?Did you really think I was using you formy pleasure?? Angel laughed. ?Now stop that crying, and lick the cum out ofme!?

She had been with some one else. And now I was to clean his cum out of her. ?Whowas he?? I looked up at her. Anger warmth melting my cold tears.

?None of your business. H ow dare you ask me your SUPERIOR ! Who I chooseto please me.? H er soft leather boot didn't feel so soft as it crashed betweenmy legs. I doubled over. ?Now lick me out.? With pain all around and in mybody I licked another mans salty sticky wet semen out of her. H er slenderhands locked in my hair and pushed me face and tongue deeper into her. ? Harder, H arder.? She groaned with pleasure. H er thighs contracted and releasedagainst my head. She bucked towards me pushing out of me. I felt like I wassuffocating around. With one last push of my head. She groaned then releasedher hands form my matted hair. She bent down and looked at me. ?That was goodslave . Now come out from under there. And place these bags on the floor overthere.? I came out and stood up. She was pointing to the far corner of herroom. I took the bin bags and walked with shame over and placed them on theground. ?Not like that. Over lay them. So we don't get any thing on my carpet.? Anything on her carpet, what was she up to now? I dreaded to think. Angel bentover her desk to grab her intercom, her butt looked amazing. ?Sally can youcome in here, please.? You could hear Angles secretary's heels clicking towardsthe door. ?Don't you think you should put your trousers back on, Mistress?? ?Youdon't think unless I tell you to, now lye with your head facing up on top oftheses bags.? The secretary walked in and locked straight on to Angel's nakedness,she blushed and stumbled. ?Is this a bad time Angel, I, Ah, can come back,when your dressed, I need the toilet any way.? She turned looking very flusteredand started to walk out. ?Stop!? Angel commanded more than asked. Sally stoppedand turned slowly looking startled ?I'm sorry Sally to shout, I wanted to showyou my slave at action. You don't mind do you?? ?I, Ah, don't know?? She stumbledback. ?Sally did we ever discus that raise you asked about last year?? ?NO!? ?Wellits about time, come over here and sit at my desk.? Sally walked over and satdown. When seated happily, she aloud her eyes to drift from Angel, and on tome. ?Your raise how does 10% sound.? ?Good, but 15% sounds nicer.? Angel

Laughed at Sally's cheek. ?12% and that's it.? ?Deal, thanks Angel.? Sallylooked happier now. She smiled at me. I smiled back. ?So why is he lying overthere on top of the bags?? ?A surprise for him, I will show you in a minute.? Angelturned her head round to see me. ?Take all your clothes off, slave .? Sally'sface lit up. Angel just stood up and walked over to me. ?Sally come here andget a better look.? Sally joined Angel by the side of me, Sally's eyes dartedfrom my cock to my chest to my embarrassed glowing face. ?Place your heelsover his mouth like this.? Angel pushed her heel to my mouth I sucked it in.

Angel pulled it out as I sucked. ?Good heel cleaner, he can lick your bootsclean a s w ell.? Sally moved closer and with shaky balance she lifted her6? stiletto heel above my mouth and intensely watched as I greedily suckedit in. She watched with an even greater growing delight as I eagerly performedoral on both of her mud splattered heels. Angel pointed out my hardening cockto Sally. Sally laughed then looked down at her heels. ?So will he clean myboots a s w ell as my heels?? ?Yes, I will get him to lick them in a min.? ?Slaveopen your mouth and swallow every thing I give you.? Angel walked up and stoodlegs ever side over my head, then she bent down. ?What are you doing Angel?? ?Watch.? Goldentrickle of warm urine shoot from Angel and landed in my mouth, both women giggled. ?Openwide slave .? With that she released her warm load on to my face and into mymouth. I nearly choked. Spurting up apart of her urine on to my chest. ?Swallowit all slave .? Sally laughed at my predicament. I couldn't feel any lower. ?Doyou still need the toilet, Sally? ?Yes, but I couldn't.? She looked down atme covered in Angles piss. ?Yes you could, it's fun, and slave enjoys it, don'tyou?? Angel kicked me. ?Yes Mistress, I enjoy been used by Women in any waythat amuses them.? ?But I don't need to go the same as you Angel, urinate Imean, I need, well you know?? ?That's OK, Slave eat any thing that Sally givesyou.? Sally still unsure about thi s w alked next to my face. I wanted to lookat her boots, but I didn't dare move from fear of what Angel might do to me.Sally moved her right leg over my face. I looked up. I could see up her shortleather skirt that she had on no underwear. She sat down and wiggled forwardspulling her cheeks apart till her anu s w as placed over my mouth, then I feltsome one press there heel on to my hard cock. It hurt. Angel. She pressed down.I opened and pushed my tongue out and up her anus. Sally groaned, Angel releasedsome pressure from my cock. I licked and licked her passage until I could startto taste what was coming. I could hear muffled talking from above. Angel droveher boot-heel down again. The pain made me buck opening my mouth wider I pushedmy tongue right up her. Sally groaned, then emptied her warm, big, surprisein to my mouth.

Angel ground her heel in. I swallowed. Sally jumped off me. H er smile wasbeaming. You would have thought she just won the lottery. ? H ell I have neverdone any thing like that before?? She chuckled to Angel. Angel looked at me. ?LickMistress Sally's but clean.? On my knees I moved over to Sally. She liftedher skirt, turned round then thrust her cheeks to my mouth. I parted them thenlicked and pushed up her passage to clean. Sally groaned and groaned her legsslight buckling at her knees. She pushed harder and harder against my face.Then she pushed me away. ?Wow that feels great, Angel have you had him do thatfor you?? ?Not yet, but I will. I'm sorry to stop the party but I have somemore work to do. Slave go next door with Mistress Sally and get cleaned up,then do what ever she tells you to do for the next half hour or so.? ?Rightslave follow me, stay on your hands and knees and crawl behind my boots.? Angelwatched in amazement as I crawled behind Sally to the door just an inch formher boot heels. She was happy with what ease she had managed to turn Sallyin to a humiliating and a very domineering Mistress.

Sally sat at her desk chair and twisted it around so she was facing whereshe left me. Next to her desk still naked and still on my hands and knees.I looked up at her. Sally looked down at me, with out speaking for what feltlike a minute or two. Then. ?Look at my boots.? I looked passed her leatherskirt and on to her black leather stiletto knee boots. ?Do you want to fuckme slave ?? My cock twitched, she placed her right boot tip under it. ?Yes,Mistress. I would love to.? She bobbed her boot up and down knocking the undersideof my pole. It got harder. She moved her boot from under and placed it restingagainst my pole, it hardened even more. She placed the other boot on the otherside and trapped my hard cock between ?Do you like my boots, slave ?? She movedboth boots forwards then backwards slightly stimulating my hardness. She repeatedher movements; the leather boots pulled my fore skin back then moved it forwards again. ?Oh yes.? I groaned

?So you like me jerking your big hard cock off with my black leather 6? stilettoknee high fuck me boots?? ?Yes.? My back arched. ?You will lick off any messyou make.? ?Thank you Mistress.? She sped up as I spurted my white sticky cumup her leather boot shafts and on to her uncovered legs. ?Lick your mess offmy legs then lick my boots clean.? Sally looked passed her legs and up to herblack leather skirt. ?I don't believe it your cum has even shot on to my skirt.? Sallylifted my head and guided it to a puddle of cum right on the middle of herblack leather skirt ?Do you have a boot fetish or something?? ?Yes Mistress.I love Lady's boots.? ? Well that explain s w hy you got so turned on. Anyway hurry up and lick this mess up then get hard again, I still want a fuck.? AsI licked my still warm cum from Sally's leather lap I glanced up to see herwatching my action s w ith real interest. ?In all my years I have never seena man eat cum and here you are eagerly licking it off me, as though it's honeyor something. I have been going with the wrong men. slave you missed a bitthere!? She pointed to the left of her skirt the white of my cum now transformingto a slight transparent runny liquid was still very visible due to the contrastof the black mat leather skirt. She pushed my head over to lick it up thenpushed down hard. My face pushed in to her soft left thigh. The soft leatherstretched leaving my sight in darkness; the smell of cum and good leather filledmy nostrils sending me to an arousal that could make you feel weak. She pusheddown harder, I heard something muffled about cum. I licked hard, she releasedthe pressure. I could feel cum splattered from her skirt cooling my hot face.It felt good.

She let go of my head I lifted a small way and licked the front of her skirtall over. Sally groaned. ?Now my legs!? I bent more and worked my way downher smooth soft wonderful legs, I paid extra attention to the inside of herlegs. A groan sounded again. ?My boots, and hurry.? I licked over the grovefrom leg to leather boot and all the way down her shaft to the toe point. Makingsure I collected and ate all my sticky cum. I moved on to her next boot. Startingwith the toe point, I bent right down until the side of my face touched theground then I licked the very leather point. Sally moved her boot forwardspressing the point against my kissing lips I opened my mouth and she pushedthe leather into my mouth. I moved my head backwards and forwards on the leathertoe mimicking the motion of an oral action I looked up, Sally's hand had driftedbetween her legs and was pleasing her. I took her boot out of my mouth andwent to stand up. H er left boot lifted and swung over my shoulder pushingme down to my knees then held me there like her leather captured prisoner. ?Blowmy leather boot again!? I sank right down again and took as much of her bootin my mouth as I could. ?Suck harder!? I pushed my tongue out and up againsther ruff covered dirty boot sole. Then I moved faster sucking and licking inand out in and out. I looked up. Sally had sped up her hand movement I wasscared that her increasingly louder groans might draw some attention. I lookedto her face her eye s w ere shut. I moved to her red covered shiny lipsticklips, you could she her pink inviting tongue dart out slightly at one of thecorners, she looked lustful.

H er eyes opened and caught mine. We locked. She licked her lips in a sultryfashion I almost came again. ?Suck my black leather boots like the dirty littleslut you are, suck um, suck harder, that's it, don't stop, don't stop.? Shegroaned out at me. H er legs opened more and her hand movement dragged my attentionfrom her eyes and those lush red lips. A finger slipped up her tight wet pussy,you could hear her wetness. While sucking still I averted my eyes to hers againshe had shut them. Then she stopped. H er finger squelched out she opened hereyes ?Stop blowing my boot slave , stand up and fuck me!? My aching mouth openedand she pulled her damp boot toe out. I jumped up and moved onto her. ?NO!I'm on top of you, get on the table.? She pushed the continence of her tableon the floor then pushed me on. She grabbed my hard twitching cock and pulledher self with her other hand up and on to the table. She moved her legs eitherside of mine then pointed my hard pole up, she sat down till my cock was ather tight wet entrance she guided her self on bouncing knees onto and downmy very hard shaft. We let out a groan together. She lent back and moved herright hand around and on to my balls. She tightly grabbed them, then twisted.She lent moved back forwards again and seized the side of her desk with herleft hand for balance. Then she lifted and fucked me. Fucked me hard and fast. ?Tellme when you want to cum! Don't cum up me.? ?OK Mistress.? ?Say Mistress again.? Asshe moved up and down I felt great. ?Mistress, thank you, Mistress for fuckingme.? She started to groan over and over again softly increasing in volume everyso often. She pumped harder. H er deep green eyes shut. ?Slave, I love callingyou that, s l a v e,? She prolonged it the last time in between groans. ?Whatam I to you slave ?? ?You're my Mistress, my wonderful beautiful Mistress.? Shelet go of the desk and snatched my arm; she dragged it up and placed my handto her shirt-covered breast. I let go and opened her shirt slightly and squeezedmy hand in and under her black silk bra. Erect nipple pressed into my warmsoft hand. I squeezed she bucked and moaned. ?Slave, slave call me your Mistress!? ?Mistress,I'm so happy you're my Mistress and I'm your slave . Use me and my body inany way you like.? I panted at her. Sally dragged her long red nails acrossand around my twisted balls, I pumped up and she ground her body down hardermaking my aching cock full of cum almost explode. ?Mistress I'm going to cum!? Shepulled my throbbing pole out and held it tightly, she closed her hand overthe end. My hot cum shoot up and filled her tightly clenched fist. While herother hand stroked my balls. My cum stopped she let her tight grip of my ballsgo. Then she opened her cum filled hand and looked down at it. H er palm wasfilled, with her free hand she dabbed her long fingernail in; the red was completelycovered in a thickly covered white. She Giggled. Then turned her cum coveredfinger upside down and used her nail as a scoop to collect cum. She liftedthe long nail to my mouth. ?Suck it.?

I took her cum filled nail and sucked it hard into my mouth ?That's it, suckit all up!? She pulled her finger then pushed I sucked and sucked, she pulledit out then scooped more cum up from her sticky palm. She pushed it back into my warm mouth; I willingly excepted her gift, in return sucking it clean. ?Thatwill do.? Sally pulled it out and inspected her clean long red nail. She bentdown and lifted her left boot a little then she smeared her leather boot shaftwith the left over cum from her palm. I looked down. The black leather matknee boot shaft shone slightly from the light sticky cum sheen. Sally lookedat me gazing at her boot. ?Do you like my boots?? ?Yes Mistress, I think therewonderful.? ?Before you lick your cum off my boot, thank me.? ?Thank you Mistressfor letting me lick your wonderful boots.? I lowered my head to her boot toeand kissed her leather passionately the mixing aroma of cum and leather wasstarting to arouse me again. ?Not bad, now thank me for letting you lick cumfrom my leather boots.? ?Thank you so much, wonderful Mistress for lettingme lick cum from your boots.? The beaming smile on her pretty face said itall. I lifted my face to her cum smeared boot shaft and breathed in deeply,my limp cock began to harden.

Sally locked her hand around the back of my head and pushed my face hard onto the cum smeared boot. I pushed my tongue against the black, tasting cumand leather as one. I licked with all my might; I wanted her to feel my tonguethrough the leather. She pulled me away from her boot. Unfortunately for meI had been too eager to clean, all the cum was now licked up from her leathershaft. ?Get back on the floor were you belong and down on your knees.? I climbedshakily from the table and sunk to the floor. Sally moved back into her chair.Swinging it round too face me again. She opened her legs ?Move forwards a littleslave .? I crawled a couple of inches to her. She moved her booted legs eitherside of my crouching body. Then closed them against my flesh. The leather ofeach boot pressed gently in to my legs. She looked down, her focus on my hardcock. H er right boot lifted from the side of my leg, I looked down. H er boottip moved to my closed legs, pushing my legs open she rubbed the leather bootseductively up my thigh then stooped resting over my aroused pole. She pusheddown applying pressure to the hardness; I let out a sigh. She laughed. Thenshe moved her left boot up so her sole faced my lips. I looked to the stiletto;the long dark metal tipped point made me feel weak from desire. ?Please Mistresscan I suck your heel?? She pressed her boot down. I looked towards the pain.Then with pleading eyes I looked back up and into Sally's deep clear eyes.

H er lifted boot sole moved even closer to my lips. I stuck my tongue outthe tip just touching the boot sole, Sally pushed her boot forward, the forcebent me back a bit. She moved her boot in a smooth up ward movement. My tonguefollowed cleaning submissively. From the top to the start of the heel archI licked. She pulled her boot away then repositioned so the black stilettowas pressing against my waiting mouth. Then she looked at me, with intriguedeyes. I looked on. ?Please, please can I suck your heel off. I want it in mymouth so bad. Please Mistress, let me blow it!? I drooped my vision to thestiletto heel and I opened my mouth licking its metal shaft up and down. ?Youcan suck it, slave .? Greedily I gobbled it in to my welcome mouth and deepthroated it up and down. Sally had turned me on so much, making me become thisgreedy sucking whore. H er boot pressing down on my very hard cock began tomove mimicking my backward and forwards movements. I sucked harder, she pumpedmy cock faster. H er heel bobbed against my throbbing ball s w ith every upwardshaft of my cock. I felt like the dirty little submissive bootlicking sex slavethat I had become, and I didn't care. I felt my cock harden, ready for cumming,Sally moved her boot away, she could tell. I stopped sucking, ?Did I say youcould stop, salve!? ?No, sorry Mistress.? I mumbled from a full mouth. I continuedto suck while pushing my tongue against the underside of the sexy heel. ?Stopand stand up!? I sucked hard as she pulled her heel out. I smiled at her ?Don'tgrin at me now stand up!? I jumped up and stood naked between her open legs.I could feel her tightly pulled leather skirt pressing against my legs. Shesnatched my twitching cock and linked her fingers around its hard shaft. Delicatelyshe pulled my foreskin back then gently ran a long red sexy fingernail overthe bell head. I shuddered from sexual want. She moved her head bringing hersticky looking lushes red lipstick lips to my cock tip. The warmth pressingagainst my desperately aching hard cock nearly sent me over the edge. ?Areyou desperate to cum for me again slave ?? ?Yes, yes, please Mistress!? H erfree hand lifted and snaked around my full balls. She ran her long fingernail'sover them, making me groan out loud. She had turned me in to her begging sexualwreak. ?Would you like me to suck your big cock off?? ?Yes, so much, I willdo any thing for you Mistress, Please suck me off!? H er warm wonderfully givingmouth parted and sucked my growing even harder cock in. My increasing groansand sigh s w ere of delight. I needed to cum; I wanted to shoot my seed into this Mistress giving warm mouth. I felt the start of my increasingly closerorgasm. H er lips tightened and she sped up sucking me in deeper and deeper,I was going to shoot in her mouth I could feel it. H er nails rubbed over andover my ball flesh. My cum was begging to explode in a cascade of white stickymass from my solid viand pole. I couldn't hold back any more. ?I'm cu. Shepulled cock out before I could say that I was ready. NO! She looked up at me, ?Sorrywere you just about to cum? I didn't stop you from shooting did I?? She stoopedjust before I reached an orgasm; She let go of my hard cock and squeezed myballs mockingly. ?Just think all that cum trapped in there. I bet your achingto release; just one touch of my fingers on your twitching hard cock wouldbe enough to make you spill your cum on to me, look down at my black leatherkinky knee high boot. Just think about your hard cock pressed between my leatherboot shafts pumping and pumping?? She rubbed her fingernail over my cock tip.I bucked and shuddered. ?Please let me cum, Mistress.? I got down on my kneesin front of her. ?Please, please let me cum, I need to cum.? ?NO!? She lookedat me sternly, ?Stand up, tidy up my desk, then go back to Angel.? I stoodup feeling dreadful. I turned to look at the mess on the floor that we hadmade then I looked back at Mistress Sally.

?Tell me slave , did you really think I was going to let you shoot in my mouth?? ?NoMistress, I'm sorry.? I tidied her desk in silence, my balls still acing, butI didn't plead again for release. Sally just stayed seated watching me cleanup around her; I left the paper lying at her feet till last. I bent and scoopedit up ?While your down there slave , kiss my boots.? I kissed each of her blackleather knee high boots in turn. Then I stood and placed the spilt paper backon to her desk, and thanked her. ?Go back to Angel!? I walked back to Angel'soffice with my head hanging down and an arousal that wouldn't go.

Angel was sitting down at her desk; her Mother had joined her. They were chattingand laughing, about me. ?So your back slave ?? Angel and Jane watched my limpcock bounce as I walked towards the desk. ?Yes Mistress.? I stood next to themhead facing down in shame. Jane moved her left platform boot forward; I bentand licked across the toe area. She pulled it away and replaced it with herright boot. I licked it a s w ell. Angel turned her chair around and placedher boot forwards. ?Recognize these slave ?? She had changed in to her blackleather thigh high boots. She could tell by my face expression I did. ?My motherhad to drop them up to me, because you left them in the car when you broughtmy food up.? A fierce pain in my chest exploded from a kick from my seatedAngel. Jane laughed. I quickly bent kissing and licking Angel's boots, tryingto show remorse. ?Sharpen up slave or I will make your life hell!? I lookedup at Angel ?Yes Mistress, sorry.? I returned to kissing her boots. ?Mothertells me that she has found some women to pimp you too slave , I think it'sa great way for you to pay back what you owe me?? ?Yes Mistress.? I mumbledin-between lovingly kissing her boots. ?Get dressed.? I stood. ?I don't rememberMistress Angel telling you to stand up, she just said get dressed.? I got backon my knees and crawled over to my clothes. Jane was finding it amusing watchingme try and navigate the office with out standing up. I picked my boxers upfrom the floor. ?I don't think so.? I turned too look at Jane, ?Put your underweardown, I don't want you to wear underwear any more?? I looked to Angel hopingshe would think differently, she looked at me, ?You really are having a hardtime.? Then she just laughed. I pulled my trousers on, then found my T-shirt;I found it hard to pull my clothes on with out standing this just added totheir amusement. Fully clothed I crawled back. Angel shut her PC down thenlooked towards her mother ?Well I'm done here, are you coming back to mineor going home, mum?? ?I better get back. Can you give me a lift?? ?Fine withme, slave grab my briefcase then follow us on your knees.? Angel followed herMother to the door. I turned and found Angel's red leather case next to herdesk picked it up, then caught up, still on my knees. ? H urry up.? Angel heldthe door; I crawled through to the delight of a watching Sally who had turnedfrom her desk. Angel walked up to Sally I followed with my nose just inchesfrom her heels. Angel stood still. I began to lick her heel still trying togain favor for forgetting to bring up her boots. ?Sally I'm beat I'm goinghome now. Just finish what you're up to then you can go.? ?Thanks Angel.? Sallylooked down to Angel's boots and smiled at the sight of me licking the heels,while they talked. ?Where did you get those from, I love them.? ?There sexyaren't they slave brought them. Oh by the way did you have fun with him?? Angelkicked her boot back knocking me on to the floor. Sally laughed ?Oh ye s we had fun, didn't we slave ?? ?Yes Mistress thank you.? I replied while gettingback on to my knees. Sally pushed her left boot out in front. Angel and Janewatched as I crawled forwards and kissed it good bye. ?Good s l a v e.? Sallymockingly panted towards me. Angel just laughed then turned and walked out. ?Slavestop worshiping Sally's boots and come on.? Sally pushed her hand down my frontand patted my limp cock then blow me a kiss. I groaned out loud then turnedand crawled after Jane who was just walking out the door. I caught her up. ?Standup and follow.? I stood and walked in silence past the card games lucky forme know one I knew was playing in there now. Down the stairs through the halland out to the entrance. It was dark outside the cold early morning air feltgood. I rested against the brick wall trying to gain strength. Jane moved towardsme with menace in her eyes. She span in front of me then lay back using meto rest against. I could feel her wiggling her butt against my cold limp cock.With out any underwear I felt quite exposed to her actions. ?Are you tiredslave ?? ?Yes Mistress, I haven't eaten much to day and making me feel reallyrun down.? Jane moved her body forwards a little, she slid her hand behindher and I soon felt it resting against my slightly hardening cock. ?Well yourno good to us if you get ill, I will tell Angel to feed you.? She gave my cocka squeeze ?Thank you Mistress.? Jane's hand was still resting on my now visiblyhard cock as Angel screeched to a holt in the car in front of us. She smiledat us then waved us to hurry up. Jane let go of me and walked to the car door,I followed trying to cover my obvious arousal. I open the door for Jane andpulled the front seat up so she could climb in the back, ?I hope your not suggestingI get in the back, slave ?? ?No Mistress, I'm sorry.? I lent in back; leavingmy unguarded backside sticking out Jane smacked it. Quickly I pushed the emptycigarette boxes and screwed up cheeseburger wrappers from my old life to thefloor and dived in. Angel turned her head, towards me. ?You can take my carto the garage in the morning and tidy it, you left it in a right state!? ?YesMistress.? Jane elegantly climbed in she pulled her skirt so it wouldn't getcaught in the door then closed. She placed the seat belt over her then smiledat Angel, ?Let's go.? Angel didn't need to be told twice, I looked back andthrough the small back window in time to see Angel's casino hidden from a thicklayer of fast driven tyre smoke. I panicked and span my head back. She drovelike a loon. Tyre screeching brakes burning hand brake turning. Angel was havinga great time and by the look on Jane's face so was she. Now if you could seemine that would tell a different story.

We arrived in one peice out side Jane's. It felt good to be still. Angel leanedover and gave her mum a kiss good bye on her cheek. Jane lent over to me andpatted my head. In a patronizing fashion. She was still a bitch. ?I will phoneyou in the morning, mum, to arrange what day s w e can pimp slave out?? ?Ok,but not before, this morning I like the cookery man, what's his name? Doesn'tmatter. Slave? I looked up. ?Behave, for your wonderful Mistress.?

I nodded my head and smiled but inside I was thinking, please just leave.Jane got out; I lent the seat forward and climbed out and stretched my legs.I looked over the car roof and on to Jane. She was just opening her house doorand walking in, she turned and blow a kiss to Angel, then looked at me. H erhand moved up in the air, then she mimicked a whip movement. I quickly pushedthe seat back and jumped in to the front. Angel smiled at her mum then laughed.My eagerness to leave fast was greeted by Angel spinning the wheels away leavingjust a tail of smoke. I turned the stereo on a Motown classic filled the carsurround. I stretched back into my seat, tired. Angel turned the stereo downin-between rapid gear change ?So slave have you had a good day?? ?Yes Mistress.Thank you.? ?So how do you feel about been rented out to Jane's contacts?? ?Idon't feel any thing any more, Mistress.? ?Are you annoyed that I have beenseeing some one else, slave ?? Angel span the car to holt. She pulled up thenturned to me; I locked on to her beautiful face. ?I'm not happy that you haveslept with some one else.? I could feel my self begin to cry softly. ?Look,We have been over for ages. You just didn't understand. The thing is I stilllike you, and apart of me still loves you, but not in the way you wish.? Ijust looked at her stunned. H er hand moved to my warm face, the soft touchsent my mind rushing with thoughts of her with other men. She brushed my tearsaway and smiled warmly at me. ?I'm going to keep you though, so don't worry.Like I said I'm happier thi s w ay, your mine and you, cant, leave, me! Thisis the important fact. Now don't be upset your make me feel sad.? ?I'm sorry.? Stumbledout between wet sobs. Angel started her car. We stayed in silence for the restof the journey. When we arrived home Angel got out and tossed me the keys,which I caught in one clean hand sweep. ?Get my case out then lock the car.? Iwalked to the boot and opened, grabbed her case then shut the boot pointedthe black little box that hanged from car key ring and pressed. The sound ofcentral locking filled the garage. I walked in to Angel's house. And placedher case by the door ready for the morning. ?I'm grabbing a shower. Make somefood for your self, eat it then come up stairs and wait for me in the bedroom.? ?Thankyou, Mistress.? I ran in to the kitchen, ripped open the fridge and preparedto sacrifice its contents. I was starving ?Oh by the way slave your draw forfood is at the bottom of the fridge, mother prepared it for you today.? Thesound of water from the shower up stairs crashed in. My draw of food, I thoughtto my self as my eyes drifted from ready prepared microwave dishes past freshChinese chicken, onto chocolate puddings and fruit corner yogurts. And downto my food draw at the very bottom. I pulled it open knowing it would be badconsidering Jane had prepared it for me. And wouldn't you know it. An apple,four strips of raw carrot, a half-eaten garage style ready prepared sandwich,cheese and tomato. And a semi eaten bad looking chocolate bar. I could killher. I took the food out and placed it on the kitchen table. Pulled the chairup and sat, looking down grimily at my feast. There was a note on the tableI picked it up and read. Slave, it was from Jane. Slave I have left you yourfood. I licked the chocolate bar all over then placed it back just for you.Eat it all. Signed Jane. I looked down, trust me if I wasn't so, so hungryI would go with out. I sat and quickly eat it all. Including the sticky badlooking chocolate. I stood and went to the cubbuard to get a glass so I couldhave a drink. I could here Angel still in the warm shower as I stood next tothe cold water tap down stair s w ondering if I should turn it on. But I soneeded a drink; I giggled and turned it on. All most immediately a scream shootout from up upstairs, ?Slave! Do you think your funny?? ?No Mistress, SorryI didn't think.? I giggled silently. ?I will make you think in a minute, turnthe lights off down stairs then come up.? I placed my cup in the dishwasherturned the lights off then bounced up the stairs happily, Angel wa s w aitingfor me on the landing. ?And you can wipe that smirk from your face, right now.? Sheslapped me hard. ?Get undressed then wait for me in the bathroom!? I walkedin to the bedroom and placed my clothes in the wicker laundry basket. Angelwas looking in the mirror brushing her hair when I joined her. I could seefrom her reflection she was still annoyed with me. ? H ave a shower, you stink.? Ilent over and turned the shower dial to hot, Angel wa s w atching me. I movedto get in ?I don't think so slave .? Angel turned and pushed past me. She lentin to the shower and turned the dial to blue, cold. ?Now you can get in.? Ilent in then jumped back out. It was freezing. Angel pushed me back in. ?Isaid now you can get in!? I gave up and got in. Angel went back to the mirrorand continued to brush her golden hair. I could see her reflection every sooften look towards me to see how I was doing. I was cold but cleaning. ?CanI please come out now, I'm clean?? ?No I'm not done yet!? I lent against theshower wall trying to avoid the water hugging my wet body with my arms forwarmth. Angel turned to me and laughed. I looked down at her beautiful bodywrapped up tightly in a thick white towel. ?You can come out now, dry up thencrawl into the bedroom.? I waited till she went then jumped out and snatchedthe nearest towel, tightly wrapping it around my cold body I sank down nextto the radiator with teeth chattering. I dried and warmed, brushed my teeththen crawled to the bedroom. Angel had dropped her business suit and thighhigh boots on the floor; she was lying in the bed ready for sleep. ?Place mysuit neatly in the cupboard and put my shirt out for washing, then place myboots next to my others!? I picked up her expensive tight suit and crawledover hanging it up carefully next to her others. Angel looked up and watchedme. I crawled back and picked up her shirt I crawled and put it in the laundrybasket on top of my clothes. Then I crawled back for her boots. ?Bring my bootsover to me.? I delightfully picked up the very soft black leather thigh bootsand crawled them over to Angel's side of the bed. She took them from my handsand turned the soles so the stiletto heels faced me.

?I want you to suck the heel.? She pushed the heel in to my mouth and watchedclosely as I sucked on it. She pushed and pulled the boot in a fast thrustingmovement making the heel move in and out of my mouth. I sucked hard. ?Use yourtongue on my heel!? She pulled it out of my mouth and moved even closer tosee me lick up and down her long sexy heel with my tongue. ?Oh yes that's itslave lick it.? H er free hand moved between her parted legs. I could feelmy cock harden and press against the bedside. ?Move your head to the side alittle so I can see better!? I turned and continued my worshiping tongue actionon her long stiletto heel. She pushed the heel back into my mouth, and groanedas her hand delved deeper between her legs. I looked at her as she pushed theheel deeper into my receiving mouth. H er lust filled eyes locked to mine.She moved her hand holding the boot backwards and forwards faster making theheel jerk in and out. I nearly gagged, her free hand found her wet tight pussyand entered. Shutting her eyes she let out a loud sigh. My bulging cock desperatefor release twitched wildly against the wood bedside. I sucked and sucked herthrusting heel like I was on some sexual auto drive. In a sexual frenzy sherubbed and fingered her self to a near shuddering climax. She stopped pushingthe boot heel in and out. With wild wide eyes she gazed at me then commandedme to jump up and jerk off over her heels. I leaped on the bed and grabbedmy pulsing hard cock and hand pumped it at an electric rate. Soon I was groaningcock in hand lent over her black leather thigh high boot heel. Angel shut hereyes again arching her back she let out loud whimpers and sighs as her fingerbrought her to her 1 st shuddering orgasm. I pumped my solid cock wildly atthe site of her sexually endorsed trembling body. I looked down to see herfinger slowly re enter her soaked tight pussy. She looked up at me, while continuingto build to a second orgasm. ?Cum over my heels!? She wildly shouted. I lookeddown at her cast off boots. ?Shoot you're cum all over my heels!? She pantedand groaned out again. My cock was twitching in my incredibly fast pumpinghand. I lifted her 1st boot with my free hand and placed it down in front andunder my soon to cum pulsing cock. While still hand shafting my cock I placedthe other boot over the 1 st then moved it up so the stiletto heel was underwere I was going to spurt. I felt the rise and my arched solid apart from myhand that now pumped like there was no tomorrow. Orgasm filled my thoughtsas I shook, My balls released and the cum climbed, I looked at Angel who hadstopped fingering her self. Busy now watching me jerking off over her heel.I hit the no turning back point, and looked down to her heel. My cock releasedits continence spraying hot cum all over her now sticky white stiletto heel,some of the cum dripped down and onto the black leather thigh high boot shaftunderneath. Collecting in pools of cum. Angel rapidly began to please her selfagain but now watching me intently. I pumped the last of my cum onto her heeland down onto her boot shaft. ?Suck all the cum from my heels, slave !? Angelshouted at me, She groaned as I lifted the cum dripping stiletto long heelto my mouth and sucked it in hard. H er free hand shot out and locked it'sself around my semi hard cock, she ripped my fore skin back intensely rubbedher fingers around my exposed purple cock head. The last dregs of cum spurtedout and landed on her clenched hand she looked at it smiled gripped tightly.Arching her back she shut her eyes and shook to another orgasm ripping throughher naked body. ?Keep sucking your cum from my heel!? Angel blurted out; sheopened her eye s w ide, leaving her fingers inside her still she let go ofmy cock and moved on to her knees then bent forward. Resting on her free handand her knees she budged forward so her face was next to mine, She began totouch her self again. ?I like to see you going down on my heels.? I could feelher soft warm breath on my cheek. I sucked the cum sprayed stiletto in deeper,I could taste the salty spray as I eagerly licked it off. I felt Angel's lipstickcovered lips press against my ear a shiver of delight ran through me. ?Nowlick your cum from my other boot.? I bent down and began licking clean thecum drenched black leather boot shaft. I had began to love this mixed tasteof sexual release. Angel pulled her finger out of her then placed it next tomy cleaning mouth. The smell of female drifted and joined in with the othersexual scented aromas. I sucked her finger in and cleaned it willingly. Shepulled it out then sat up right on her knees. "Finish licking your cumup from my boot, then brush your teeth again place my boots away and then youcan join me in bed.? Angel kept looking at me as I quickly sucked up and swallowedall of the cum from her black leather boot. I licked once over, around wereI spilled just to clean the last drips. Then lifted the other boot and suckedin the stiletto heel one last time, I heard Angel groan slightly. I lookedup still with her heel in my mouth. She smiled. ?Put them away now slave ,and get ready.? I pulled the heel from my mouth making a loud slurping sound.

I turned away from Angel then climbed off the bed and down on to my knees.The wood floor felt warm to my now hardened skin as I crawled to Angel's pileof shoes and boots. Carefully I placed her thigh boots down, making sure theywere flat, so not to crease the expensive soft leather. The boots had a wonderfullyerotic sensual leather form to them, finding it hard to turn from their pull,I crawled away. After my teeth had the once other I was ready for bed. I jumpedup on my side of the king-size bed. Feeling Light-headed from the days adventuresI drifted off to the comforting sensation of Angel snuggling up to my warmflesh. ?Good night slave .?

I wa s w oken abruptly by a sharp kick to my leg; startled I looked over tothe fresh none makeup face of Angel. H er beaming smile quickly made the paindisappear, ?Morning, my little slave .? ?What time is it?? my response, groggyto say the least. ?Time has no importance to you any more, just worry aboutme, OK?? ?Yes Mistress, I'm sorry.? ?Good, now go get me a fresh coffee.? Iclimbed out, to be greeted by the cold morning house. ?Slave, What you doing?On your knees please.? ?Sorry.? I bent down and groveled out, to fetch herdrink. Out side the room and out of sight I bobbed up and ran down the stairs,the pounding foot steep s w ould alert Angel, but how she expects me to navigatestairs on knees I don't know. The cold kitchen was uninviting, I switched theover head strip light on and waited while it flashed then settled to the unflatteringhorrid artificial glow we are accustomed to. I looked out side; the gardenwas covered with a light frost. Turning away fast, I shivered. I found thecoffee beans, right next to the beautifully designed western packaged Indianteabags. The contradictions of our society could always rise my spirits. Morea wake a happier I managed to grind, taking in the wonderful smell, boil andpore into two cup s w ith out hurting my self, achievement I felt, consideringthe time of day. Balancing the very hot drink s w ith all the finesse of aballet-dancing hippo I climbed back to my waiting Mistress. ?On your knees!? ?ButI can't.? ?On your knees now!? she cut me short. I placed my cup down and crawledhers over. ?Be careful it's hot.? ?No you don't say, and I thought the steamrising from the cup was just an effect?? Angel gained her looks from her Mother,her humor I have no idea? ?Why did you get your self a coffee? Did I say youcould have one?? ?No Mistress.? ?Bring it here, NOW!? Shouting in the morning,I could never get used to that. I captured my cup, then surrounded it to Angel.She placed it next to her cup to cool. ?My Mother is collecting you at 9 thismorning and delivering you to her friends house, something about a coffee morningor something. I want you washed and dressed by 8:30 and waiting by the doorfor her.? Angel picked her coffee up lifting it to her nose 1 st inhaling thevapor then sipping the refreshing warm liquid. She looked up and frowned atme. ?Don't let me down today, slave . Do what ever is asked of you. And without question!? I thought back to Jane's friend, I was afraid. Angel finishedher drink, placed it back down next to mine. Then lifted my cup smiled at methen sipped from it. ?It's cold, here you can have it.? I watched in horroras she pored the cold continence on to the highly polished wood floor. ?Drinkup, slave .? She laughed, as I bent to slurp off the floor. I looked up inbetween licks and sucks to see her face full of a malevolent glow. She reallywas having fun. I licked last up then shamefully turned and went to wash. ?Usecold water.? Turning the tap to cold I slivered and shivered in. While I was w ashing I heard Angel stir then potter down stairs. I got out and pulledthe towel from last night around me. The doorbell rang, Jane was early. Shit.I dried then walked down stairs to be greeted by them both. Angel wa s w earingher long black Chinese silk robe. Jane wa s w earing a smart looking blacksuite jacket with matching trousers and a white silk tight shirt. She formalbut good. She had opted for little make up. Making her good looks, fresh andnatural. I looked past the cold gaze intended to intimidate me and down toher boots. She placed one out ready for my greetings. Silently I bent to agrovel and kissed her black wonderfully crafted leather unmarked designer ankleboot. I noticed a gold shiny buckle and chain motif tightly placed around theboot shaft. Making them powerful looking but sensually arousing a s w ell.She replaced her 1 st boot with the second. I bent round slightly to be ableto kiss more profusely. From this angle I could see the heel closely, 4 inchesof thin black metal stiletto that I would beg to suck. ?That's enough, slave. Stand.? I looked into Jane' s w arm face, locking to her deceiving eyes. ?Morning,H ow are you, in fact don't reply, I don't care how you are. H as he been feedyet?? Jane turned to Angel, ?Not yet.? I watched Jane's mouth turn, to a smile.Then turn to me. ?Put some bread in the toaster and get the butter out.? Ifound the bread and placed it into the silver colored brushed aluminum toaster,I watched the bars in side begin to glow then turned and opened the refrigeratordoor the glow came on just to be followed by the chill. I found the butter.Noticing my food shelf had nothing in it. ?Did you enjoy your food last nightslave ?? I turned and placed the butter on to the table then looked to Jane. ?Yesthank you, Mistress.? She laughed at me. ?Did you see what I prepared for him,Angel.? ?Yes, when I was helping my self to some strawberry cheese cake.? Angellaughed, the toaster jumped and spat out its containment. ?Get a plate then,for your toast.? As I grabbed a plate then placed my toast on to it, I thoughtwhat is she up to now? Jane could really make my life a hell and with out eventrying. ?Butter it.? I thickly scraped a golden layer of butter on to a slightburnt, white thick crust toast. I lifted it to my mouth, drooling to the thoughtof good clean food. ?Put it down.? I looked at Jane. ?You're a growing boy,slave you need more than just butter on it.? Angel looked as shocked as I did. ?Pullthat towel down.? Angel shock recovered fast turning to a smile. ?Mum don'tforget the time.? ?Plenty of time dear. Slave get your cock hard.? I lookedat her as my hand moved on to my semi morning hard cock. Soon I was hard. ?Placeyour toast on the chair then toss off over it.? I picked it up with my freehandand did what Jane asked. ? H ave fun mother, I'm going to get ready for work.? Angelwalked out. I began to masturbate over my food. Jane walked behind me; pressingher body to mine, she looked over my shoulder and down on to my hard hand manipulatedcock. I could feel her breasts pressing hard into my back. H er lips pressedto my ear her breath soft but fast, ?That's it jerk all your cum on to yourfood.? H er right hand snaked round and locked to my balls, then stroked. Icould feel leather, her sexy ankle boot rise up and down on my flesh leg. ?Explainwhat your doing for me slave .? My hate rate sped up and breathing to matchI said ?I'm pulling my cock for you, over my food so I can cum on it, theneat it in front of you.? The feel of her breasts in my back, her leather bootrubbing up my leg and her hand stroking my balls, soon had me spurting largeamounts of cum over my toast. Jane licked my ear making me shudder from a ticklishdelight. ?Good boy.? I looked down at the toast. Large white patches of stickycum rested on top. A limp long bead of cum hung from my cock Jane let go ofmy balls and with a finger she pulled it away then rubbed it in to the alreadydrenched cum toped toast. Jane pulled away from me moving the plate from thechair and passing to me she sat down. She looked at her finger. The one shehad used to smear the last dredge of cum on to my food. She offered it up tome; I sucked it in and cleaned it for her. She seemed happy. ?Eat your breakfast.? Janewatched intensely as I took bite after bite of cum soaked toast. When I hadfinished I placed the plate into the dishwasher; I heard Angel walk in andturned round. She looked gorgeous; she had left her golden hair down for once,opting for a softer image, than the normal power dressed execrative style shewore. She wa s w earing her tight red low cut jumper that left little to theimagination but yet looked stylish, and a long black figure hugging skirt thatshowed her womanly curves off brilliantly. Angel noticed my attention to her;she mockingly mimicked the actions of a catwalk model and turned around toshow me her back. The skirt had slight that rode high up the back to help withease of walking, I noticed she wa s w earing 5 inch high heeled black leathertight boots that went to just above her knees. ?Do you like?? The sigh I letout was answer to her question. ?Good I hope my date today likes it as muchas you, slave .? My hart sank. ?Well you will be having fun today so I thoughtI would. If you're a good slave today, I might let you clean me out again,after my date, just like I did yesterday!? Jane looked at me, I couldn't speak,I just watched Angel say good bye to her mum, turn then go. ?Get changed thencome back down stairs!? H eavy hatred I climbed then changed in to my suit.Once back down, Jane gave me the once over then guided me out to the car. ?Beltup and hold tight!? Jane was driving me over in her own car, so she opted fora more sensible driving pace today. Traffic light past Traffic light, Junctionto Junction we traveled. I didn't care I was just thinking about Angel, goingwith another man. A stinging sensation to my cheek brought me back from myself inflicted sorrow, Jane had slapped me, and hard. ?Concentrate I askedyou a question.? ?Sorry Mistress, I didn't hear you.? ?I know, that' s w hyI slapped you. I said you are to behave and do what you're told at the party,OK!? ?Yes, yes Angel has already told me this.? ?Don't speak to me in thattone, have you forgotten what you are?? ?Sorry Mistress.? I sharpened up, whilechecking the red patch on my face from the slap. The rednes s w as going downluckily, I lifted the mirror back up into the roof compartment. And lookedout the window. We had arrived in small privet looking housing area. Long frontdrives led up to large American looking expensive large houses. Jane's friendhad money, and that was for sure. We pulled along slowly looking at the numberstrying to find 222. We were the wrong side of the road. Jane spun the familyhatchback around with controlled perfection. And we headed back the way wehad come. 220 then 222. We found it. The house was surrounded by a large 7ftsolid black painted fence. Jane drove up to the gate pressed the electric windowswitch and waited, with elegance she slid her arm out and with leather glovedhand pressed the intercom to contact the house. Seconds passed. I hoped Jane'sfriend had forgotten and gone out. ? H i the static sounding female voice climbedfrom the intercom speaker, no such luck. ? H i Liz, let me in I have your presentfor the day here.? ?Come in then.? The gates jolted slightly. Electric. Thenopened to a smooth welcome. The driveway was made up of golden styled gravel,the new stuff that people with to much money and not much taste opt for. Thegrass on ever side was immaculately kept. Perfect green, roses of red yellowand pink. Filled the hedges and evergreen trees played the role of hiding theinside of the security fence. I took nearly 2 minutes to drive from gate tohouse, the house was massive, four story mock Tudor mansion. It took glanceafter glance just to take it all in. ?Impressive isn't it, slave .? ?Yes.? Wasall any one could say. ?Get out and open my door.? Jane pulled up. I jumpedout and ran round. Still trying to take all of this house in. Jane pulled thekeys from the ignition then turned the steering wheel lock to on. Elegantlyshe raised from the car tossed me her keys then barged past, to ring the frontdoor bell. I locked up and walked to Jane, The massive solid looking wood frontdoor opened with a grace something that heavy shouldn't have. Liz greeted us.I walked in trying not to let the decoration of this house distract me toomuch. But it was hard, every were you looked was a one off antique or painting.We walked from stone floor hallway, with the clicking of both their heels sendingarousing pulses through my body. To room s w ith thick soft carpets and comfylooking furnishings. ?So how do you keep thi s w onderful place tidy and dusted,Liz.? ?I have four members of staff to help, two full time live in and twopart time. I have sent them all out today, so we won't be disturbed. Slavewait here for us, I need to have a word with your Mistress!? ?Wait on yourknees!? Jane added to the amusement of the watching Liz as I bent to my knees.They walked off to a room down the corridor. For about half an hour I silentlywaited, then Liz walked out followed by a happy looking Jane, Liz walked upand stood in front of me. She looked down at me then smiled, ?My lady's andI will have fun with you today, slave . Now say good bye to your Mistress!? Janeplaced her boot out I lowered further and kissed her leather ankle boot, Shereplaced it with her other booted foot, lifting the front of this second bootup and resting on her heel, meant I could suck in the leather rounded boottoe area slightly. I heard Liz start to laugh, ?That' s w ill do slave , beready for picking up by 7:00pm and behave for Mistress Liz.? Jane turned toLiz ?If you have any problem s w ith him, just phone me on my mobile, Liz canyou see me to the door please I might get lost in here?? Liz smiled then walkedoff with Jane, I heard them talk about me by the door, I waited, soon I heardLiz walking back. The sound of her heels clicking on the stone hallway, mycock began to harden. Silence, she was on carpet. I could feel her walk upbehind me she stopped, I turned around not knowing were to look at her 1 st. She looked fantastic. Liz had died her hair dark red; I looked up and watchedher glossy vibrant looking hair shine and glimmer in the natural lights. Shenow had very sexy hair. I moved down to her face dark red lipstick and smoulderingdark eyes greeted mine, she could tell I was approving, in silence I carriedon taking her transformation in. A crisp tight clean white shirt covered herbody; her breasts shapely controlled from underneath stood proud. A black kneelength leather skirt with slit from the bottom to the middle riding up theback. To aid with walking. Gold chain belt more for show than use. H ung looselyaround her small waist. I took breath in then dared to look further down andon to her legs. The divide from bottom of her skirt to the tops of her boots w as none existent, her chosen boots rode high up and in to her skirt soyou couldn't see the tops. They were thigh high boots that was for sure. Channels,groves and creases of lose soft black leather hung around her legs. In a controlledshapely manner. I looked to her ankle s w ere the boots so soft had creasedaround; I nearly fainted at the sight of such sexily covered legs. ?You like,slave ?? ?Yes, please can I lick them?? Was all I managed to stumble out? Imoved slightly closer to her booted legs trying desperately to catch the sentof leather, I placed my hands around her leather creased covered ankles, Lettingout a faint sigh, as I felt my hands sink in to the soft leather. I lookedup at her, releasing she was truly superior to me and with pleading eyes Ibegged out, ?Please Mistress, please, please let me worship your boots. I willbehave and do every thing you say in front of your guests, just please letme kiss your boots!? ?If I let you lick my boots now I will have to punishyou for asking me instead of waiting for me to tell you. Do you understand,slave ?? ?Yes Mistress, but I don't mind you can punish me any way you like,it would be worth it to be able to worship such wonderfully bound leather legsas yours!?

?Good slave , I hoped you would say that, just before you start licking myboots, I want you to know your punishment, so you can prepare a little forit. I have a strap on upstairs, slave , and I wish to use that on you in frontof my guests latter. Now slave lick my sexy boots clean!? I bent and kissedand licked her leather thigh boots, when I reached the tips of her pointedboot toe area I looked up at her taking her standing form in, from this degradingangle. Liz lifted her boot up; I placed my mouth under and licked up pressingmy tongue to her boot sole. ?Lick to my heel, slave then. Suck it in!? I slidmy damp slave tongue to her heel then closed my warm sucking mouth around thethin long black 6 inch heel. Liz pushed her boot down, and I began to choke,she lifted and placed her boot down to the side of my head, her laugh drifteddown. I looked up at her she looked tall and commanding from here. ?Come onmy little heel sucking whore, you should be able to take my hole 6 inches?? Lizplaced her heel over my open mouth again, then rammed it in and out repeatedly.She pulled the heel from my mouth, ?Now lick the back of my boots!? Liz turnedand I crawled back to my knees, behind her. Bending to the bottom of her heelI stuck my tongue clean out then licked up the heel shaft. Finding the startof the stitching just past the heel at the base and back of the foot. I placedmy tongue in the grove and licked up to the top of the leather skirt. Thenback down the way I came but on her other sexy boot. ?Lick the side of my bootsand up the front!? ?Thank you, Mistress.? I pressed my tongue hard againsther booted feet and could feel her pressing her toes back from underneath. ?Thatwill do for now, slave stand up and follow me.?

I stood up ?Did I say stand, Follow on your knees!? ?Sorry Mistress.? I gotdown; ?Keep your face near to my heels, now come on!? I crawled after Liz,trying to keep as close to her boots as possible. Every so often she stoppedand ordered me to lick up and down her heels. We went up stairs and in to hermassive bedroom. A four-poster bed stood at the far right end of the room,draped in a flimsy almost transparent white cloth, lucky for my tired kneesher carpet was thick and warm. Liz walked to a vanity table switched on theoverhead shielded light and sat down. ?Wait at my side, slave .? She pointedto her left, I crawled and waited. Liz looked into her the vast mirror pickingup a brush she fiddled with her long dark red hair. I bent and licked her leftboot from pure submission to this incredible Women. Liz carried on with herhair, then retouched her make up. As though she hadn't noticed my actions.H er boot toe tip raised and moved slightly towards my direction, I lookedup. Liz wasn't looking at me. I bent down to the boot tip, having to crawlslightly under her table to reach; she moved her leg a little I squeezed inmore. I could smell the soft leather; I placed my tongue out to taste, my cockhardened. I lent in more. Opening and sucking in the booted toe, I greedilykissed.

?Suck more of my boot in, slave .? Liz pushed her boot forward spreading myworshipping mouth apart, the pain was bearable for such a delightful honour.She pulled her boot from my mouth and turned her sole up to my face, I lickedout fast and hard to the kinky booted sole. Forcing my tongue against as hardas I could, she moved her boot up and down, cleaning it against me. ?My guests w ill be here soon. I need to change. Next to the bed at the far end is adoor go in there and to your right is a walk in wardrobe, on the left are mywork suits look for the grey wool one with black trim on the sleeves and jacketcollar bring it to me.? I crawled out and to the door, I looked to the left,a wash room, to my right a door, I pushed open and stammered in shock. Angelhad a lot of clothes, Bit Liz had a shop full and I mean department shop full,The bedroom, was bigger then most peoples lounges. H er wardrobe was even larger.The room had poles of different lengths and high's dependent on what was hangingfrom them. The right was for casual clothes that cost smart prices. I realisedit would take me hours to find any thing in here so I rushed to the left andfound the divide dedicated to suits, twenty I searched till I found one matchingLiz description. The wool felt soft to the touch, I took it from its hangerand lifted it to nose from curiosity, it smelt clean with slight traces ofsweet designer perfume from last time it wa s w orn. I crawled back clutchingmy find with pride. Liz smiled at me, ?I wasn't sure if you would find it.Good slave , put it on my bed then help me take my boots off.? I placed thesuit down on her bed letting my hand drift for slightly to long on her whitesoft bed quilt. I turned, Liz had moved round on her stool to watch me crawlback to her, I moved up to her boot, which she lifted and placed by me, Lizrode her skirt up to the tops of the boots, I could now see that they werevery high thigh boots, they were made of lose leather especially around theknees and ankles to aid movement. And also give that very sexy crease and crinklelook. Zips from mid calf to the tops helped with taking off and putting onthe boots. I found the top of her boot zip. And undid it a little. I lookedup, Liz blow me a kiss. I locked on to her dark red thickly covered lipsticklips and watched as she slowly parted then closed her mouth in breath. I lookeddown to her sexy black leather thigh boots and felt my cock stir. Liz movedher free boot between my legs and pushed her sole down on to my cock, she slowlymoved the sole up then down manipulating my growing hardness. ?Carry on takingmy boot off.? Seductively she whispered to me. I touched the leather boot againfound the zipper, I felt faint. I pulled the zipper down further this timeseeing naked soft thigh appear. H er other thigh boot pressed down on my hardcock and moved backwards and forwards faster and faster. I groaned up at Liz,she blow me another kiss. From her lush dark lips. I pulled the zip all theway down and pulled the leather back. Releasing her thigh. Cheekily I placedmy left hand on to and high up her inside thigh near the bottom of her skirt.I could feel body heat drifting out and over my hand. She sighed; I slid myhand in and higher up the inside of her black leather skirt. My cock stillbeen masturbated under her boot felt like it was ready to explode. I lookedup at her smiled then said, ?I'm going to cum.? She slapped me in the facethen pulled her boot from my still full twitching cock. I looked down fastwielding from the unexpected blow. ?You won't cum yet! Now take my boots off!? Itook my hand out from her skirt and pulled her boot off fast. Then I took thesecond one off, that just seconds ago was teasing me to a near orgasmic climax.Liz stood up and sternly looked down to my crouching self, ?Pull my skirt down!? Lizturned her back to me and I reached up and tried to pull it down from the top. ?Areyou stupid, release the zipper at the top or you will rip damage it.? ?SorryMistress.? I felt for the zipper at back near the middle top and pulled itdown the few inches it went. Not far but enough to then be able to help herwiggle out of the sexy black skirt. H er white underwear covered her sexy largebottom. I longed to see it. She turned around in just her underwear and crispwhite shirt and looked down at me. I smiled at her she, ?Stand.? I stood; shemoved and pressed her body onto mine. I could feel my cock straining to bereleased from trousers. Liz pushed her panty and shirt covered body harderon to it. She looked up and smiled at me. Then pulled away and patted my achinghard cock with her weeding ringed hand. ?Good to see you like me, slave .? Lizgiggled slight. ?Pick my skirt up and put it were my suit is, you can tidyeverything else away latter, bring my suit to me!?

I bent, while I was picking her skirt up off the floor I couldn't help butquickly kiss her feet. ?I like that, slave , you can give my aching feet amassage latter.? I stood happy that I had pleased her, I placed the skirt downneatly on her bed then passed the suit to Liz. She jumped in to the trousersand zipped them up, then turned to look in the mirror giving me a great chanceto look and long after her shapely backside. Liz caught me looking at her lustfully. ?Imight let you kiss it latter?. H er hand patted her backside, I laughed. Ifonly she knew. ?Pass my jacket.? I handed the jacket and helped her put iton. She pushed her hand down her back and ruffled her hair out and back downher back. One last turn in the mirror and she was ready. ?Now boots, come withme!? We walked to the door near the bed and through down to the left and intoher walk in closet. She walked to the far end I followed eager, There was anotherdoor, at the end of the room on the left, you couldn't see it easily becausethe last row of clothes before the door were thick winter style jackets thatjetted out some. She turned the door and opened, immediately you were hit bythe sent of leather. She walked in I had to stop my self from just pushingpast her. Row after row of boots and shoes filling the room opened up to myeyes. ?Would you like to lick clean all these, slave .? ?Yes!? I panted; Lizlaughed at my natural reaction. ?Now which ones do I chose, Ankle I think butdo I go for black or grey, what do you think slave ?? ?Black, Mistress!? ?Good,over here then.? She walked up to the far end of the Ankle boot selection thatmost of housed al least forty pairs all brand new looking. ?Black, right.? Shelooked up and down trying to decide. ?What heel s w ould you go for, let'ssay if you were licking, slave .? I felt faint again. ?4inchs or 5inches, Ihave some 6 and 7 inch heeled boots in knee highs but not right for today?? Ilooked at her nearly shaking ?5inch heels are great.? ?Right then that leavesme just three pairs, thanks slave you're a real help, you know.? ?Any time,Mistress.? Liz pulled up the 1 st pair of 5inch high-heeled ankle boots. Softlooking black leather with a gold band running around the top of the heel witha matching gold band and buckle around the shaft. I watched her fingers moveover and around the leather. I groaned. She looked up then down to my trousers,the bulge was very visible. H er hand shoot out and stroked my bound cock.I looked down in time to see her long natural fingernails pause on the hardnessthen pull away ?You can wait a minute, cant you big boy.? She teased. Thenplaced the boots back and picked up the second pair. ?What does your hard cockthink of these.? She rubbed the side of the boot hard over my bulge. ?Theregreat!? I sighed out. ?I'm not sure, They're sexy alright, but maybe not rightfor a coffee morning.? She held them up to me for one last inspection. Sleekfashion ankle boot s w ith long stiletto heel. The boot toe point was coveredby a thin triangle shape of silver metal. That looked dangerous if kicked with.And points on the back for what looked like spur could go. ?Do you have spursto go for these boots?? I asked half joking. ?Yes there around here some were.I will find them and use them on you one day. Great fun, I promise?? Fun forwhom I thought. Liz lifted the last pair of 5inch ankle boots. Silky lookingleather Black with contrasting thin grey leather band around the leg top. Andgrey sculptured chunky heels. A string tie effect adorned the back zig zagingup to the top. But thi s w asn't how they were fastened, zips on the insidehoused this job. They were smart but still quite sexy. Liz sat down on to oneof the row of chairs in the middle. She placed her foot out and slipped itin. Zipping the boot up, she repeated the process and stood up. ? H ere, now!? Shepointed to her left boot. I bent and kissed. ?Kiss the front, then the sides,then the back, then the heel, wait while I lift my leg then suck my heel in!? Idid what she asked crawling around her booted foot. Then I lay on my back andwaited for her heels. ?Suck that heel good, that's it suck it in, suck more,get these 5 inches right in!? She bobbed her heels up and down cleaning thedust off with my mouth. ?Right I'm pulling it out now, suck really hard onit, slave .? She pulled it out. ?Now do the same with my other one!? When Ihad finished she sat down and inspected her sparkling clean boots. ?Stand.? Istood with my belt at her seated eye level, she looked at my twitching trouserbulge. ?Time for your costume, slave .? What costume? I soon didn't care asI felt her undoing my trousers. ?You don't wear any underwear?? was her surprisedresponse to my nakedness. ?Well there goes my costume idea. Don't worry I willfind something else Steep out. And pull your top off!? I ripped my top offin frenzy and nearly fell over kicking off my trousers. Liz laughed, ?Settledown, slave .? I calmed and stood with my hard cock jetting out just inchesfrom her sexy mouth. Liz opened and slid her mouth over but not touching mycock. I could feel the warmth of her mouth, but not the pressure of a blowjob;my cock had other ideas and twitched up and on to her open mouth roof, thewarmth shoot through my naked exposed bell head and arousal caught my body.She looked up and as she locked her eyes to mine she locked her mouth aroundmy cock. I groaned. She slid me out through her tight mouth. ?Would you liketo cum for me slave ?? She reached up and gently patted my balls. ?Yes, I'maching to cum, because of you.? ?And so you should, slave . Now stand up letsfind you a costume!?

Liz stood and walked out I followed, wondering what costume, I was going tobe made to wear. We turned out of her closet then back into her bedroom. Ifollowed behind her, I felt good about my submissiveness towards this greatWomen. Walking out of her room she turned and looked up at me. ?Are you nervous,slave ?? ?No!? I lied, unconvincingly. She smiled, two perfect rows of whiteteeth, beamed. ?Shut my door!? I turned and pulled the chunky gold door handle.Liz walked on. I caught her up at the top of the stairs. I watched her eleganthand slide on to the banister and help glide her down the stairs. She turned. ? Hurry up!? I ran after her. Liz walked in her kitchen and walked around as thoughshe was looking for something or just lost. ?I don't know were the cook putsthings, look for a cooking apron.? What for? Not my place to ask I thought,but surly she didn't want to cook any thing? ?Look behind the door!? I pushedthe oak door shut so I could look. H anging on pegs, hung four different aprons.Liz looked over, ?Good, slave , hold them up so I can see them clearly.? Ipicked up the 1 st one turning it for viewing, plain white but with food stainson. ?That's no good, get a clean one!? Liz seemed annoyed, she had a shorttemper, I was just beginning to learn that. The next one was black with longwhite string hanging from the sides for tying. ?No.? I placed it back, andpicked up the 3 rd Pink with flowers on it, a design worthy of a bad sixtiesfilm. ?4 th one!? She shouted. Plane white, clean, with white string for tying. ?Bringit here!? I moved fast handing the apron to the impatient Mistress, ?Turn.? Iturned placing my back to Liz. ?Bend over, place your hands on the floor.? Thelight blue floor tiles felt cold to the touch, Liz walked up close to my behind.H er clicking heels arousing my soul. I felt small and exposed, bending nakedin front of Liz. I felt her hand rest on my backside. Then glide off, ?Justchecking your butt, slave . Stand.? I jumped up, happy to be out of that embarrassingpredicament. Liz placed the apron over my head and tied it tightly around myback. The back of my body but especially my buttock s w ere exposed, the frontcovered by the thin easy to lift fabric. ?Turn!? I span round, watching thefront of my barely covering apron fly up. ?That's better, now you just needa few last touches!? Liz walked over to a cubberd directly above the metallickitchen sink. She opened and rummaged through. I looked down at to the backof her boots; she lifted one up and was balancing on her heel. I watched closelyas she swayed it to the left then to the right. The cubberd closed, I lookedup. ?Come here.? She was holding a long ball of thick red see through plasticcovered string, the type you can buy from any good hardware store. For hangingwashing up. ?I said come here!? As I walked to her, I watched her face to tryand read what she had in mind, if cheeky grin was anything to go by, I wasn'tgoing to like it. Liz viciously garbed my waist and pulled me tight to herside, her strength surprised me. ? H old the apron up!? I lifted; she lookeddown and laughed. ?My guest s w ill love this.? She pulled a strip of ropeand with other hand snatched and tightly grabbed then lifted up my balls. Therope she placed around my balls then over the top of my cock. And knotted it.She let the ball fall to the ground; She ran her hand down the hanging string,till there was about a meter of flex hanging from my balls then she cut therope, the excess fell. ?Drop your apron.? I let go, Liz still holding the freeend of the rope walked away from me. Soon I felt my balls been pulled towardsher, ?That's better now you have a lead, come boy,? She pulled on my cock lead.I had no choice but to follow. She led me back up stairs, by the tight rope.Liz found her new toy to be real amusing, pulling it hard every so often justto hear me yelp. She pulled me into back into her room, then lifted the frontof the apron, just to look at her handy work. ?I wonder if it will hurt whenit gets hard?? I thought it would. Liz stroked my luckily fleeced cock. ?Don'tyou want to get hard for me?? Mockingly she moved her warm hand around my restrictedcock. She bent and placed her mouth next to my now slightly and painfully hardeningpole. I looked down intensely at her. H er lipstick-covered lips close to mynow aching member caught my attention. The string felt like it was tighteningaround my cock. ?Does it hurt a little slave ? It's not quite hard enough yet,what would make you wonderfully big cock real hard? Maybe I should suck itin to my warm, mouth!? My hardness let me down. The restriction cut in as myhardness bounced up. Liz still with her face next to my hard shaft, lookedup at me. And caught her eye. ?I would love to suck your big hard cock, untilyou shoot all your cum in to my mouth and over my face.? H er left hand movedup and felt my tightly bound balls and stroked and rubbed her thin fingersall over, ?I want your hot sticky cum!? if any one was down stairs, they toowould have heard my sexually charged groans as clearly as Liz did. Liz letgo and laughed. ?You men, you're so easy to turn on.? Still holding on to mycock leash, Liz dragged me over to her bedside draw; She opened ?Close youreyes!? I heard her lift something. ?Open.? Worried I opened, 8? of hard plasticcock shaped strap on greeted my unbelieving eyes, my jaw dropped. ?Wait toyou feel it up your arse.? Liz bent back in to the draw and found some lubricant.Then turned and smiled innocently at me. The intercom ringing down stairs brokemy shock. ?One of my guests is here!? A happy, huge strap on holding Liz turnedand ran, free hand dragging my cock leash, a jolt of pain, and I ran afterher. ?Who is it?? Liz let go of the intercom, waiting for a reply; ?I hatethese things, yes hello can you here me?? ?I can here you fine, C harley .Come up.? ?I brought Sandy along with me is that Ok?? ?That's fine, we areboth waiting for you!? ?I thought David was away on business?? I puzzled reply. ?Myhusband is, just wait I have a surprise, now hurry up!? Liz walked to the frontdoor and opened it, ?Slave do me a favour, will you grab the front gate remote,from the side there.? Liz let go of my leash and I walked over to the sideunit were she pointed. ?That's it bring it here!? I handed it to Liz, Who snatchedit, then pressed. I looked out of the window next to the door and watched asthe heavy gates slid open. Then a small blue family car came in to view. Thecar pulled up near the front door. And Liz waved to the middle aged blond hairedC harley . I didn't need to see her daughter clearly to recognise these cutelooks and brown hair. Amanda' s w ork experience girl. I softly whispered tomy self. Liz looked at me, what did you say, slave . Something about Amanda,do you know her?? ?I have met Charlie's daughter before. She was on work experienceat a shop Angel goo's to.? ?A shoe shop?? ?Yes, how did you know?? ?I meet Jane through Amanda. Oh by the way Amanda is coming over a s w ell today!?

C harley and Sandy walked up to the door, ? H i, how are you?? C harley huggedLiz then kissed her cheek. Sandy said hi then stared at me with a smile creepingon to her young face. ?Liz I don't mean to be rude, but why is a half nakedman standing in your hall.? C harley looked me up and down then gave an uneasylaugh. ?Don't worry about him he's just.? Liz looked puzzled but then quicklyadded ?A butler!? ?Nice uniform!? Sandy piped in. C harley gave Liz a knowingnod, then. ?What ever you say, Liz?? They all laughed, apart from me. Liz stoppedlaughing and glared towards me ?Turn around and show off your uniform for ourGuests.? I turned, feeling their eyes burning in to me. When my exposed backcame into view Sandy giggled. ?I expect David didn't hire him.? Liz lookedto C harley who was still lusting towards me. ?No, I hired him for the party,a good conversation starter I thought?? ?You're right, Any way were shell weput our coats?? ?Sorry I completely forgot my manners, Sl,? Liz cut the wordhalf way through replacing it with ? Butler .? C harley didn't notice, butSandy knew to well. ? Butler , take their coats at once and place them on mybed.? I walked over and took from a smiling C harley one thick white wintercoat, Sandy held her denim coat out and I bent to reach. Quickly C harley slappedmy naked butt, the sting echoed around the large hall; I jumped nearly droppingthe coats, ?be careful!? A stern Liz corrected me. I looked to C harley , ?Sorry.? Ibent my head. ?No harm, so Liz when are the rest coming?? ?Any time now, pleaseLady's follow me to the lounge, would you like any thing to drink?? Sandy lookedto Liz, ?Excuse me, can I be excused for a few minutes, I need to use the toilet.? ?Youdon't need to ask, dear. Go with the butler, he will show you were it is.? Iwalked up stairs, Sandy followed. ?You have such a nice polite daughter, Charley .? Drifted up stairs, Sandy laughed then smiled deviously at me. ?Sowhere's the toilet, slave ?? ?Through here Mistress!? I guided her into Lizbedroom, placing the coats on to her large bed, I felt Sandy 's soft hand grabmy butt. ?Turn round slave .? I turned, ?Kiss my boot!? I bent and took inthe sight of her white leather fashion ankle boots tucking out of a pair bluetight designer looking jeans. ?Now lick the sides.? I licked out with my tonguepressing firmly against the hard white leather. ?Suck my heel.? She liftedher boot and tilted it to one side so she could watch me suck her thin 4inchheel in and out. She giggled. ?Is Angel here?? ?No, Mistress. She has lentme to Liz for one day.? ?I see, I might ask to borrow you.? H er reply wasflippant but still worrying. ?Where's the loo, any way? I'm about to piss myself!? ?Through here Mistress.? I guided her in to Liz on suite bathroom, andturned to go, ?Excuse me, slave , did I say you could go?? ?No, Mistress, sorry.? ?Goodcome over here and suck my boots clean some more.? I walked back and bent tomy knees, in front of loo seated Sandy . She placed her right boot tip up soI could suck it in. I bobbed my mouth up and down on the white leather boottoe tip. Sandy smiled and laughed down, ?Suck harder, that's it good, now reallyblow my boot!? I wildly pumped my head up and down, sucking in harshly, tothe applause of my young Mistress. ?What's going on in here!? I pulled backwildly and turned in dread. Liz was standing there tapping her heels in anger. ?Iwas just.? ?Shut up slave . I was making him suck my boots clean.? I lookedto Sandy as startled as Liz. ?I meet him before, at Amanda's shop. So I knowwhat he is. So you don't need to worry, Liz. I asked him, he didn't come onto me.? Liz's heels stopped taping, she was calming down. ?But what would yourMother, think?? ?I don't know, and I don't tend to find out, can we just keepthis a secrete?? ?I think it's for the best if we do!? ?Thanks Liz, by theway I like the leash you have given him.? Sandy 's hand shoot under the frontof my apron and came out holding the red plastic rope, ?It was dangling downwhen we came in, I don't think my mother clocked it, but I did striate away.? Lizlaughed. ?Right you two hurry up back down stairs.? ?Ok? Liz walked out, andSandy pulled my leash making me jump. She laughed again, then thrust her bootup and under my apron, slowly placing the cold sole on to my hardening cock. ?Liftthe apron!? I lifted and Sally looked down, She bobbed the rope up and downand watched my cock bounce with it, she giggled. ?Stand.? I stood, making myhard shaft jet out in front of her face. H er free hand moved up and her fingerslocked around my constricted shaft. I hardened suddenly tightening the gripthe rope had around me. ?I missed your cock.? H er hand moved up and down,stroking me to a restrictedly painful hardness, I sighed in pain and arousal.She let go the apron fall back, she stood and grabbed some toilet tissue, shebent and cleaned then straitened her clothes, ?Come on slave we better getback??

Sandy took hold of the lead tied around my cock and led me back down the stairs,when we got to the hall she let go. The sound of her cute white ankle bootheels taping away down the marble floor enhanced my growing arousal. I lookeddown, the light from the windows cascading through was making the shiny leatheraround the back of her slim ankles glimmer with the movement of her gracefulstride. She had strut, of power, a rare gift in some one this age. A s w eneared the lounge, voices and laughter drifted out, while we were up stairsmore of Liz guests had arrived. My increasing nervousness departed by the shock,of feeling Sandy 's hand rise up and pat my only just deflated cock. She stoppedmoving. With her back to me her pushed backhand pressed down harder, my bodyresponded. It shoot up, she squeezed her grip around my apron covered growinghardness. Giggling out loud while H er hand rubbed up my shaft, sending meinto shivers of delight, I groaned. H er hand slid back down. Leaving my veryhard cock, very visible through the thin apron fabric. Sandy turned so shewas standing too the side of me, she moved closer; I could feel the warmthof her body press to mine. She looked down and smiled at my visible arousal,delicately her elegant fingers slid down and up and over my throbbing cock.I almost buckled under the sexual tension. Sandy pushed her soft pink heavilylip-glossed lips to my ear; H er warm sweet breath made me shudder, her roaminghand once again lingered over my twitching desperate to be released shaft. ?Youbetter go and say hello to all of Liz's guests.? The whispering Sandy let goof my solid cock and walked off and into the lounge. I looked down there wasno way I could walk in there in this obvious state of arousal. ? Butler wereare you?? Liz's stern voice shoot out from the room in front of me. I couldhere her guest laughing. ?I'm just coming, Miss.? I looked down again; hopingmy hardnes s w ould descend. No luck. The sound of hard clicking heels approachingmade me look up. A cross-looking Liz was charging up to me. ?What do you thinkyour doing, slave !? I looked at Liz. ?I'm sorry Mistress. Liz grabbed my armand tugged me to the lounge door. The laughter and joking in side the roomabruptly stopped. Liz guests four so far not including C harley or Sandy. Lookedwith intrigue at my face, Lust at my uniform and laughter again when they lookeddown and found my still obviously hardened covered cock. C harley was the 1st to speak, with all eyes locked to my hardness. She said. ?Look how he'sstanding to attention for us, Girls.? The room burst to eruptions of laughteronly subsiding fleetingly for other shout outs of innuendoes aimed at my visiblearousal. I placed my head down in shame. Wishing the ground would just openup and swallow me hole. Liz walked up and took hold of my arm then she ledme around the room for the inspection of every Lady sitting down. ?Janice Iwould like you too meet my new servant.? Janice ginned up at my face quicklymoving her gaze back to my hard twitching apron covered cock. Janice was middleaged stern looking but with undertones of attractiveness that softened herslightly. H er long dark hair controlled neatly by a red hair tie at the back.She had the look of a teacher at school that when you were young you wouldhave been frightened of. But even then a strange part of you would be attractedtoo her. She was dressed in a conservative manner consisting of a crisp whitetight shirt with the only sign of looseness been the open neck. A long flowingcotton black skirt to her boot shaft covered ankles. My gaze lingered on herwonderfully sexy boots. Janice looked down to see what I was staring at. Shecaught me gazing lustfully at her black soft leather lose slouch boots. I gazedin to the black leather creases forming and un forming from little naturalmovements around her sexy ankle. ? H e has a boot fetish, this i s w hy youtold us all to wear boots.? ?Yes.? Liz's response said it all. Janice pulledher long black skirt around a little so the slit up the back would let herone boot come free from the skirt. I looked down groaning slightly to the sightof a high black leather boot shaft popping out from the cotton skirt. The blackleather boot stopped just below her pink knee. I looked deeper and up on toher sexy looking thigh. The room had gone silent. Janice looked up and lockedon to the even bigger growing bulge at the front of my apron. H er free handslipped down on the shiny leather, and slivered over the leather boot shaft.I watched intensely as her long slim French manicured nails slid in to andout of the leather slouch groves that formed naturally around her ankles. Shewas teasing me with her boot. H er fingers slid on slowly in a seductive fashion.Till they stopped on the three-inch thin squared shaped black heel. Janicewas enjoying my predicament immensely. She was a natural tease loving the powerit gave her over the easily aroused weaker male. She had me now and she knewit, oh so well.

When Liz had phoned Janice up a couple of days ago, The conversation had seemeda little strange to Janice. Liz had been vague about the party arraignmentsand had insisted on boots been worn. But to be honest Janice just put Liz'serratic behaviour down too the loss of her husband. Most people were told byLiz that her husband was just away on business. But Janice found the truthout one late drunken night from a crying Liz. H er husband had cheated on hercontinually through out there twenty years together. Every time Liz found outabout his latest conquest he would brake down tearfully and beg for forgiveness.Which he always found? But this time was different. H e had decided to divorcehi s w ife and wed his newest younger find. Liz stuck a brave face on and apartfrom that one long night she had been strong, but was the strain showing now?

Janice looked at me. The sexual lust in her mind cleared and she looked atme clearly, realising what she was seeing. Janice had never married, neverwanted too, but she had had a long line of easily dispensable partners. Andthis seen in front of her of a half naked, aroused young male with a boot fetishwas reminding her a lot of her sweet James. A male nearly thirty years hersenior that she found gazing on to her leather encased booted feet in a sleepyold small pub one night. She looked back trying to find his attention, buthe was lost too the world of black leather. Janice looked down to her stylishpointy leather boot, wondering what it was that this attractive young boy foundso interesting. She twisted her foot slightly too if she could see anythingabnormal on the leather, nothing. She placed her booted foot back, puzzledbut at the same time noticing her admiring friends gaze following her leathercoated boot. She bobbed her boot up and watched in amazement as his head onthe other side of the room followed. She placed the boot down.

She had to admit she was intrigued by this strange lad. Picking up her glassshe stood up, noticing his stare still to her boots. She walked over to him;about half way he looked up and began to get quite flustered. Janice smiledand his embarrassment drifted away to be returned by a beaming smile. Placingher self down next to him she turned and looked in to his blue eyes. ?Why areyou staring at my boots?? James face shoot red with embarrassment. ?I didn't,I mean I wasn't?? a stumbled James tried to reply. ?Don't give me that youreye s w ere locked like supper glue and you were practically drooling a s well?? James smiled uneasily in to Janice's stern face. H e had been found out,deciding that there was no point in hiding it he opened up to the bemused Janice. ?Whatdo you mean you have a boot fetish?? James turned in more to Janice so shecould hear hi s w hispers clearer. ?I mean I like, well more then like, I getaroused by the sight of a beautiful Lady wearing boots. I know it's strangebut it is how I am.? ?It's strange or right, but tell me more.? Janice movedin closer a s w ell, James could feel the increased warmth from some one sitingcloser, but thi s w asn't just any one. No, thi s w as some one from his dreams.A stunning Lady, talking to him about his fetish, boots. As he opened up toher about what he likes to do he felt his own body began the natural processof sexual arousal. Janice noticed his hardening cock. She placed her hand athis knee and slowly glided it up between his slightly parted legs to his achingshaft. Janice moved in even closer pressing her now also sexually aching bodyon to James. ?Would you like to lick my boots clean, slave ?? Janice's boottoe rubbed up James designer dark blue jeans covered out side leg. H er handtightened around his solid shaft. ?Yes Mistress, I would love to lick and suckyour boots clean for you, please let me kiss your leather covered feet.? Janicelet go of his hardness and stood up; James looked up with saddened eyes, thinkinghe had upset his new sexy Mistress. ?Well drink up then, slave , there is alot of work waiting for you to do back at mine.?

Janice and James relationship lasted nearly two years, a triumph in some people'seyes. In that time Janice found out a lot about the male species from her youngblond haired slave boy. She enjoyed the attention he lavished on her, but likemost of her toys she tired of him. Making him lick her boots and suck her heelsfor the last time. The tearful Jame s w as sacked.

Janice looked up in to Lucky's eyes. That same broken male look that Jameshad when she 1 st meet him. A look to be found sexy and then used by any dominantFemales. This partly naked aroused male in front was no butler, no servantand not even a hired brave striper. This young man was a slave to any Femalethat could see it in him. But were did Liz get him from? And how did she knowhim? Questions to be asked latter, but for now fun. Janice gazed in to Lucky'sempty eyes. The look that Lucky found in return was one that made him feelfear. H e could tell that she knew what he was and that she was about to showall. ?Stop looking at my boots and start cleaning them!? The room went silent,guest's eyes moved swiftly from surprised glances at Janice to eager interesttowards this broken man. I looked up to Liz; she wouldn't expose me like thisto a room of strangers. She laughed. Then turned to address the room. ?Lady'sfor how long have we lived in a society ran by the weaker sex!? Startled andall most bemused glances returned from the seated Female audience. ?I havefound that the male if treated correctly can be controlled, Maggie are youhappy with your husband? Liz looked to thi s w ell dressed dark haired, middleaged Lady. ?Yes, I love him.? Liz frowned to this reply; she new as did theothers that he was lazy and took her for granted. ?So were is he now?? ?Atwork. And to be honest I don't know were your going with this, but I'm notenjoying your integrating me like this?? ?At work you say? Phone him?? Theroom turned to the no longer smiling Maggie. ?I'm not going to phone him! He's at work.? ?Phone him!? Maggie glared at Liz. ?Look we all know that youhave been having trouble with your husband, I'm sorry but don't take it outon me!? Liz was annoyed but she understood this attack, after all she was onvery rocky ground. ?Please just phone him for me.? The pleading in her voiceunsettled the defensive Maggie; they had been friends for a long time. Shebent from her seat and reached down for her mobile from her expensive leatherhandbag. ?If it will make you happy I will phone him, but so what exactly?? Maggiedialled and placed the receiver to her ear. ?Just say H i!? Maggie looked toLiz the strain was showing on her face, she wondered how many sleepless nightscrying did it take to unbalance her friend thi s w ay? ? H e's not pickingup, oh, hi Jake, just me, can you give me a call when you get this? Love you.? ?Nicemessage you left on his Answer phone? H e must be to busy to pick it up toyou?? Maggie glared up at Liz. She might be hurt about her husband but therewas no need for been such a bitch. ? Vic ky can you please pick up and passme the cordless phone next to you?? The small thin attractive young Lady withlong flowing naturally curly light brown hair. Looked too the black metal coffeetable with smoked glass top, she lent over and picked up the grey coloureddigital cordless phone and passed it to Liz. Liz hit 1471 and then pressed3. ?Can every one be quite please, and Vic ky do you mind been an angel andjust pressing the speakerphone button?? Vic ky amused by this bizarre displaylent back to the table. After a few seconds she found speakerphone and pressed,just in time to catch the last few rings. ? H i darling.? A strong male voice,Maggie's husband filled the room. All looked to Liz. ?Why did you take so longanswering?? ?Can you turn the speaker phone off I can hardley hear you. Wereare you?? ?I'm doing some laundry, I can't hold the phone at the moment. Anyway you never answered me why did it take you so long to pick up?? Liz's flirtyvoice hid her lie s w ell. ?Doing your laundry? I thought you paid some onefor that?? ?I do, but they're off for the week!? ?I see, I hope your not gettingslack with your staff and by the way I'm sorry about keeping you waiting justthought you might be my wife trying to phone me again?? H is deep gruff voicecouldn't hide the slim of his personality. ?So any way sweet cheeks.? Liz cringedat this attempt of flattery. ?I here your no good husband has done the rightthing for once and made room for me. So do you fancy running away with me this w eekend?? Liz noticed the tears beginning to flow from her saddened friend;she felt her pain for it was the same, she held in her self. ?No and don'tever phone me again!? ?Sorry I didn't mean to upset you, I admit it was a cheepstunt dragging your husband in like that. It's just I want to be with.? Lizhung up. She walked over to the phone base and re placed the receiver, makingsure she flicked the ringer to off. She turned and felt her hart brake at thesight of her friend. Maggie stood trying to hide her upset. Stumbling on her4-inch boot heels she had worn at Liz's request she moved to the door. ?Don'tgo!? Maggie turned to the person that made her wake up to what she had alreadyknown but had hidden so well all these years. ?All men will cheat if you letthem? But so can we!? The room amazed looked to Maggie then to Liz. ?Your husbandis scum, he has tried to get me in to bed for years now. But just for yourown peace of mind. I have and never would touch him. Because I respect andlove you as a friend and as a Women.
?Now stop crying over him, and get even!? Maggie looked on to Liz's face, now seeing something different, ?What can I do?? ?I don't know, yet?? Liz answer didn't really help Maggie, but there was a new strong dominant glow to her friend, this did help. ?Sit down and watch. And by the way the rest of you, apart from you Sandy.? Liz smiled at the cute but hard young girl. ?Can think what you like about your own relationships, but trust me if you're not in control he will play.? Vic ky looked to Liz. ?What do you mean by control?? ?It would be easier for me to just show you.? Liz walked back to the middle of the room and grinned at me. ?Come here, slave .? The buzz in the room that had slowly drifted and settled back was blown back by the word slave . A knife cut the tension. C harley glared disapprovingly towards her grinning daughter. Liz noticed this and was amused by C harley 's ignorance if only she knew, but now wasn't the right time. ?Sandy please can you wait up stairs for a little bit, grab any food you want and watch cable TV, you can have a nose through my clothes a s w ell if you want, see if there is any thing you like?? Sandy was annoyed but she understood, her mother would never approve. Sandy stood ?Bye.? She stormed out playing the put on annoyed teenager role so well. Quickly Liz turned to C harley recognising that worried look on her face she jumped in ?Don't worry about her, she be fine, she will just eat all of my ice cream, then find my most expensive designer tight top and decide that's the one she wants.? C harley laughed extinguishing her worry, after all teenage strop s w ere the norm.
?Slave keel at my boots here!? Liz pointed to the right so every one could see me clearly. ?Lady's this is a broken man!? Intrigued eyes bored in to me, as though I was I performing display at a circus. Liz looked down to me. ?Would you ever be unfaithful to your owner if she demanded you not to be?? I looked from one Women to the next, intense looks of intrigue waiting on my reply, I turned to Liz. ?Never Mistress!? H er smile made me feel good, I had pleased her. ?Good slave . Now I have been put in charge of you for the day.? Liz looked up to her friends. ?A long story, I will explain latter?? She looked back to me. ?What will you do for me?? A pin been dropped could be heard, I tensed, breathed in, then ?Any thing you ask, Mistress!? The seated audience cheered, even Maggie seemed to be looking happier ?Lick my boots. Slave.? I bent trying not to see all the women around, who were so eager to watch. As my tongue withered out and touched Liz's black leather ankle boot the room exploded with unexpected repressed energies. Chair s w ere soon forgotten as Lady after Lady climbed to see clearer this broken male. The cheers, laughter and Insults followed me around the leather tongue cleaned boot. Liz lifted her boot up; I rolled my body and placing my head under her descending heel. I knew to well what to do. As I sucked and blow her heel I could see Lady after Lady crouch down next to me intently watching me perform this oral act on her long thin heels. ?Look he is getting turned on by sucking her heel!? A draft of cold air surrounded my body as the apron was pushed up, exposed I lay sucking frantically submerged in this sexually charged frenzy. Cold unforgiving hands twisted and snatched my hardened shaft. Sending me near to a shuddering orgasm. Laughter at my predicament just embraced my embarrassment. I could be used, and they knew it. I had become a nothing. A tall lady that I didn't know bent down close to my face. H er shapely sun touched features beamed out from between long shafts of blond hair. She placed her softly manicured hand to my cheek mirroring my sucking up and down movements. ?Suck the heel deeper.? She whispered I moved my head up fast taking more of Liz's heel in. ?Good, now suck harder.? I smile filled her warm face as I sucked faster. The continually changing hands around my aching cock began to wildly pump my shaft up and down. If my mouth wasn't full of boot heel, they could have laughed at my sexually releasing groans. Liz pulled her boot from my begging mouth. ?Get on your hands and knees!? H ands quickly dropped from my solid shaft to allow me to turn over for my teaching Mistress. I turned and waited on all fours. Clapping filled the room. ?What should you say, slave ?? The room went silent. ?Thank you, Mistress. For letting me kiss, lick your amazing boots, and thank you for letting me suck your boot heels!? I was panting, the tension was almost to much for me, every were I looked I could see wonderfully sexy boots. My hardnes s w as beginning to hurt. I was aching and very desperate to cum. ?Your cock looks very swollen, does it hurt been tied up like that?? Liz picked the end of my lead up and pulled it tight. ?Yes Mistress it does hurt a bit!? The women all laughed out. ?Men are led by their cocks. So why shouldn't we lead them by it?? Liz walked back a little, the lead tightened I crawled forwards to release some of the tension. ?Look Lady's see how he follows.? Liz dragged my lead over to the nearest Women. To ashamed to see who it was I just stared at her boots? Brown leather slouch boot s w ith a short block black heels. A white skirt flowed over the top of the boots. But I could tell they were knee-highs. ?Kiss my friends boots, slave .? I lowered till my face nearly touched her leather. I breathed in deeply letting the sexy aroma have its affect on my senses. I pushed my lips heavily in to the slouch soft brown leather shaft. The leather crinkles pushed in under my touch till my lips could feel her sexy leg underneath. Then I kissed deeply. In return to my offering I felt her push her boot back harder on to my kissing lips. I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue as hard as I could against her boot. The other women gathered round again. I felt Liz tugging on my cock lead. I pulled back and looked up to her. She was laughing with the rest of them. ?Lick her boots up and down!? She spat out. Eagerly I thrust my tongue onto the top of the leather toe tip. I heard the rustle of fast movement above, almost fighting to get a closer look. I licked the tip and then slowly I continued to lick all over her leather covered rounded toe area. ?I want him to lick my boots!? ?And I do.? Some of the Women above were getting impatient. ?Don't worry we have plenty of time, he is going to lick clean all of our boots.? I felt my ridged cock twitching wildly underneath my crouching submissive body. I sped up my licking, but making sure I was pressing hard enough. So she could really feel my licking tongue through the leather boot shafts.

When I had licked her boots clean all over; Liz pulled me to one side, soher friend could inspect her cleaned brown leather slouch boots. H er friendbent down and inspected closely. I watched her intently as she ran her longpink fingers over the smooth brown leather. ? H e has done a good job!? Lizsmiled at her friend, who then in turn turned to me; she lent out touchingmy face with the same hand that had just seconds ago been touching her boot.I locked in to her dark eyes, hoping for some compassion. H er gaze drifteddown to my twitching aching solid cock. She looked back up, letting her handslid from my face; I gazed back once again. Then she laughed in my face. Shestood up, Liz seeing this as a sign she pulled on my lead. The pain made mestand immediately. She dragged me to the next Lady who was seated waiting andready for me. I kept my head bent down. I didn't need to look up to realisethat the seated Lady was attractive, I noticed her immediately when I 1 stcame in to the room, she was young about twenty-four. H er great body was enclosedtightly by a trendy stretch kind of red low cut top. H er long legs fillingfigure hugging boot cut black jeans. Spiky long stiletto heeled pointed toedblack hard looking ankle boots, shoot out from the bottom of her jeans. Theywere the style of boot that Female pop stars and trend following Women wear.They looked good, she looked good. Liz pulled me closer to this seated goddess.H er hand shot up and enclosed around my hard shaft. Tightly she puled my foreskin back, then ran her fingernail around my sensitive exposed head. I groaned,to the delight of the audience. She started to stimulate my cock with fasthand movements of obvious experience. My knees bent a little, feeling slightweakness from thi s w onderful caused sexual sensation. ?Would you like tocum, slave ?? Eagerly I turned my head to Liz. ?Yes Mistress. I would loveto cum.? laughter and cheers amid at me filled the room. ?Well beg thi s wonderful Lady to allow you to cum, slave .? I turned to the young lady, H ernaturally fresh pink lips parted to leave a wonderful smile. H er hand spedup on my aching shaft. Blushing down on this Goddess I pleaded. ?Thank youso much, Wonderful Mistress, for touching me. Please I'm so desperate to cum,please let me cum, please.? She laughed but carried on jerking me off. ?I wantto see him cum.? Liz turned to C harley seated over the other side of the room. ?AndI do.? H er gaze broken by another seated Lady. ?We can't see from here, makehim kneel in the middle and jerk off for us all.? Liz turned back to the youngLady who had stopped the satisfying fast movement but yet still kept a tighthold of my solid cock. Liz looked to me. ?Slave go kneel in the middle overthere!? The Girls tight hand slid off, making me buck again, so desperate torelease it's built load. I walked over and kneeled were Liz had pointed. Lizwalked next to me and bent down. ?C harley move round there a bit so you canwatch. And before we begin slave go grab a glass from the kitchen, second shelfup from the sink.? I turned ?Yes Mistress.? Stood up and walked to fetch theglass. ? H urry up, slave we don't have all day!? I quickly snatched the nearestglass and ran back cock bouncing to the delight of the now rearranged and seatedaudience. ?Kneel there!? I bent down and kneeled making sure all could seeme clearly. I looked up C harley was opposite, Maggie who had forgotten everything for now was resting on the C harley 's seat arm, The young trendy dressedLady had pulled her seat round so it was on the other side of C harley . Thewonderful brown booted Lady was standing behind the chairs talking to a secondstanding Lady, with dark short hair, Middle aged, short with what I could see,over the chairs, a nice full body. Every so often they looked over to me. Janicewho had recognised me for what I was early on was perched on the young Lady'schair arm, smiling away enjoying the show. Liz pulled her chair round placingit next to the resting Maggie. Liz looked at me, I looked back, I was aboutto be really humiliated, and I knew it. I looked down to Liz sweetly coveredlipstick lips and watched intently as they moved slightly ready for speech.The room hushed. All eyes now on me. Liz lips parted more; I eyes burning fromthe wait, for my humiliation their enjoyment. H er teeth white, clean and sparkling,I breathed in. ?Slave.? here we go I breathed out. ?Slave hold your cock forus.? Bill owing laughter from the seated audience broke the tension. My handwhat seemed in slow motion cast down and around my. I missed; Liz had pulledon the lead at the last minute, making my cock dart from my aim. All foundthis to be hilarious. My face burnt red. ?Sorry slave , grab your hard cock!? Ilooked to Liz as my hand firmly landed and locked successfully this time aroundmy aching bound shaft. Liz placed her end of my cock lead on the floor, thenblow me a kiss. Relived I nodded my head to her. ?Stroke your self slave ,but do it slowly to start!? I moved my hand up feeling the lose four skin moveunderneath, groaning I pushed back, my shaft hardened more, pre cum glistenedat my end very fast to the delight of all watching. I continued to pump upand down, moving my gaze from one seated Lady's leather boots to another. Mygroans of sexual tension increased, as did the pressure that I held. IntenselyI watched booted ankles leather crease with slight movement, I was feelingso weak, and so in need of release, ?Please let me cum, please?? I bubbledand spat out from a real need. My weedy cry's just fuelled their thirsts formy humiliation. ?What will happen to your cum, slave ?? All eyes locked toLiz, mouths shocked dropped but eager to hear more, I sighed and bucked a littleas my hand continued to pump my near ready to release pulsing shaft. My ballstightened. ?I will eat it.? Shock turned to cheer, to happiness, to laughter,to intense burning looks aimed at my naked body. Eager to see me eat what Ishoot. ?Pump faster, slave !? I sped up, ?Are you really going to make himeat his own cum?? C harley looked to Liz with interest and devious intent. ?Yes.? Imoved my hand down my shaft and tightened up making my pre glistening coveredhead swell more. My back arched, my balls realised, the warm great feelingof near orgasm flooded my body and mind. The room released my nearness andquite calm filed the air only been broken by the sound of my pumping, ?Pleasecan I cum?? my whisper s w ere heard by all and greeted by Liz. ?Shoot in theglass!? I looked down to Liz's black ankle boots, widely I thrust my hand backand contacted with the glass, I yanked it in front of my ready to erupt solidshaft head. My vision blanked to the site of her Ankle boots. Were the leathercreases slightly around the ankles, I pumped, thinking about leather. I pumpedthinking about her leather, I pumped, here it comes, I sped up, harder I pumped,my thoughts still to her leather black, my back strait, as my cock goes solid,H er leather black, leather, ankle. My groans and whispers is all that soundsin the air. Leather. Pump, Black, Pump, Liz's, Pump. Boots. My body rips inand shake after shake my hard shafted and pumping begins to expel it s w armsticky content. My eyes blasé shut gently begin to soften and open,Buzz sound filled ears lock back to reality and focus in on the sound of electricapplause. I calm and open my eyes seeing black leather ankle boots. Liz's boots.I drift my sight down to the glass and look at my contents, sticky filled thickwhite cum fills the base of the glass. I look back to Liz. She blows me a kiss,I look to Maggie, she's just laughing at me, I turn to C harley , I watch asher tongue snakes out and licks her thickly coated lips, I blush. I look upover the chair to the brown booted lady; She laughs at me, then mimics a cupdrinking action, to remind me that I will drink all what I shoot in to theglass. I turn to her friend she smiles, I look down to the young Lady, shelaughs then sticks her tongue out at me. I look back to Liz tightly holdingthe glass. ? H old the glass up so every one can see!? All eyes in the roomlock to me holding up the glass twisting it as though it was some prize. Thenatural buzz of a room full of existed spectators, broke when the sound ofthe door bell echoing up from the hall crashed in clearly. All turned to directionof the sound. I stood a little startled wondering the same as all. Who couldthat be? Liz calm as ever turned to me, ?Pull your apron back round and goand see who it at the door?? I pulled the apron back round not bothering totie it at the back again. ?Yes Mistress.? I called as I left the room. As Iwalked to the door I noticed I still had my glass filled with cum still inmy hand. I neared the door, half expecting to find some one standing thereI remembered the massive fence at the bottom and the only way in by using theinter com. The door sounded again; abruptly I found the intercom and pressed, ? Hello, how may I help you!? I waited the static sound of the speaker clickedin. I looked at it the wire mess covered speaker as though something visiblewould happen. ?It's me, Amanda, I was invited to Liz's party, I just got holdup a little, Who are you, you don't sound like Liz butler?? Amanda, My mindraced back to that day Angel had taken me to her shoe shop. She was great looking,but a bitch, just what I needed. I pressed the control above the speaker totalk back, it clicked, ? H ello Mistress, its me Angel's slave . Lucky!? Thereturn of electric static. ?What are you doing here? Let me in!? ?Yes Mistress.? Ipressed the gate release switch, and turned to the window to see the gatesslide open. Amanda was driving a very sleek low down German, red sports car.I watched as the car glided up and pulled to a stop. She turned the perfectlytuned engine off and pulled the mirror down from above to touch up her hairand make up, which both needed no improving. I opened the door and watchedas she turned and a wicked leer filled her face. H er door smoothly slid openand one black leather boot with chunky 4-inch heel appeared, to be followedby a second likeable leather shaft. Amanda was as sexy as her choice in footwearand clothes, today was no exception. As she climbed out of the car I noticedshe wa s w earing a powerful looking grey business suit jacket, with matchingskirt, both made from thinly woven expensive wool. Underneath her jacket shehad on a tight white cowl-neck jumper. I lowed my head to look at her eroticboots. I shivered sexually in side at the sight of the soft black knee boots.I allowed my eyes to drift up from the rounded toe to the smooth shafts thenon to her sun blessed shapely thigh, my mind raced instantly to thoughts ofhard sex. Involving me and thi s w onderful Women. Who was filled with a naturallybright burning sex appeal. ?Stop drooling, slave , and what's that you're holdingbehind your back?? I snapped out of my joyful daydream. Amanda was in the doorwaywaiting to come past me. I quickly jumped out of her way, she walked in. Her heels clicking on the marble floor echoing through my mind. I didn't saywhat was in it, just showing her was enough, ?Your cum, I take it?? I blushed ?YesMistress, I was about to drink it in front of Liz's guest s w hen you arrived!? Amandapushed her boot forwards, I bent and kissed and licked all around her leftknee boot. ?Looks like I'm just here in time then, lick my other boot, that'sit just there.? I sucked in and pressed my tongue against the outside ankleof her right kinky boot. Tapping of heels from behind made Amanda turn, brakingmy leather bond. I replaced my lips to the back of her boots around and onthe stitching just above the chunky heel. I could see Liz's boots had joinedus. She was standing in front of Amanda. I looked up to see Amanda and Lizkiss each other's cheek. Liz looked down. ?Angel organised him for me, he makesa good greater.? Liz looked back to Amanda, I started to kis s w ildly theback of Amanda's other boot. She lifted her heel; I slid under and after someeffort and stretching I managed to squeeze the chunky heel in. ?Yes he, isa good slave . I here you were just going to make him drink his cum, I wantto see that.? Amanda pushed her heel up and down fast cleaning it well in mystretched sucking mouth. ?Right lets, go then. You know all my guests I think?? Amandastuck her arm over the ready to move Liz ?Wait one minute I just want him toclean my other heel. ?Fine, Sorry. Slave hurry up and suck all the dirt fromAmanda's heel!? Amanda pulled her heel sharply from my sucking mouth. She replacedit instantly pushing her second heel down and in hard. I nearly choked. Splutteringand shaking, Amanda pulled her heel up a little, both laughed. ?Remember tolick the underside of the platform heel, slave .? I looked up to my instructor,Liz. While moving my tongue over the ruff heel base. ?That will do.? Amandapulled her clean heel from my mouth. And started to walk to the lounge withLiz. I followed still clutching the cum filled glass. Amanda walked in andgreeted every one in side the room. ?Go back to kneeling in the middle slave!? I kneeled were Liz had instructed me too. The Lady's settled. Liz stoodup and walked to my far side so every one could whiteness clearly what shewas about to do. Amanda joined the two Lady's standing behind the moved chairs. ?Passme the glass, and take off the apron!? I handed the glass to Liz, and pulledthe apron from my body and over my head, placing it neatly behind I turnedback, and waited. Liz was looking in to the glass. The cum had now liquefied.This seemed to amuse her. Every one went quite. Liz walked closer to me thenplaced her left ankle boot in front of my knees. Then she bent. H er hand holdingthe glass moved over to her boot, every one watched with burning eyes, wonderingwhat next she was going to do. I had a good idea. Liz stretched her foot outmaking the leather boot tighten. She pressed the glass to the top of her boot,and then turned the glass up and began to pour and drip my cum out. Every onelooked on in amazement and wonder as the runny white liquid ran down the blackleather twisting in to every grove and crease. She turned to me and laughed. ? slavelick your cum off my boot!? The silence erupted as I bent and placed my tongueto the base of her boot and licked up catching a large run amount of my owncum. ?Lick it all up.? ?Thank you.? I mumbled in between lavish licks. Theseated guests had all pretty much stood up now to get a closer look. I couldsee pointy boot toe tips all around moving up and down. I licked and lickedgetting my tongue deep in to the stitches and groves sucking all my wet cumout. A stray hand shot under me and snatched at my limp shot cock. I jumpedbut carried on licking clean. The hand I didn't know whose began to stroketrying to harden me again. It didn't take much soon the hand slipped down andloosely cupped my tightening balls. Liz pulled her clean boot from my mouth.Maggie placed her hand under my chin and pulled my face round so all couldsee me. ?Look at the cum splattered around his cheeks, you dirty little cumloving whore!? Every one laughed. Maggie pushed my head back down and on toher boot toe. That she had turned up slightly so I could place my open moutharound it. Then I felt another pair of hands start to push my head up and downon to the boot toe, making me suck it in then out. ?Suck it you slut!? I suckedher booted toe off, simulating oral. The hand around my balls started to movemirroring my movements. Making my cock harden. Liz walked around to my exposedbutt. I felt her part my cheeks and push a finger up me. I groaned on to theboot toe that was stuck in my mouth. My head moved ups and down faster andmy tongue licked out pressing up against her dirty sole. Liz pushed two fingersup, I could here them all laughing uncontrollably. I shuddered. The lady withthe brown slouch boots stood next to my face. Waiting for her boot licking.I moved my free hand up and gripped on softly around the crinkle soft leatherankle. I ran my hand up and down the leather shaft. Liz's fingers pumped inand up my butt repeatedly. Groaning again, uncontrolled saliva ran from mymouth and over the boot toe top. ? H ow dare you dribble on my wonderful boots,slave . Lick it up!? Maggie shouted down, then pulled her boot from my mouth.I lappet up all that was dribbled from her leather. Maggie snarled back atme ?I'm sorry Mistress.? She pulled her boot away, to be replaced by the brownslouch boots that had been waiting. I licked away. The Lady fondling my ballshad began to pump my now very hard shaft. I moaned away quietly in to the softbrown leather shafts. Liz pulled her fingers from my butt and walked aroundto my face she I watched her bend and place the two used fingers to my leatherfilled mouth. I moved my head a little then sucked her fingers in. She respondedby thrusting them back and forwards fast. The brown booted Lady laughed, ?Carryon sucking my boots, slave .? I returned to the brown leather. And Liz stoodand walked out. I cleaned the brown boots all over, including licking the solesand in the grove was the boot is joined to the sole. Janice walked up whenI had finished cleaning the brown boots. ?You have been longing to lick myblack Knee high boots haven't you, slave ?? I looked up at Janice. She wasright. The sleek black leather tight shafts looked erotic to my eyes. ?YesMistress I have been longing to lick and kiss your wonderful boots, pleaselet me clean them?? The room all started laughing, not at me for once though.The Lady jerking me off stopped, Janice turned to the door. Every one but meturned I looked up and round wondering what they were all looking at. Liz.

Liz bound in the room looking very happy, ?Slave, stick your butt in the airand then carry on licking Janice's boots!? I was shocked. ?Yes Mistress.? Stumbledout of my shaky lips. As I turned back to Janice's Black knee high boots allI was thinking about was the 6-inch plastic cock sticking out from Liz. Shehad her strap on. H er other hand holding Vaseline. The laughter continuedas Liz paraded around showing all her pride. Then she stopped behind me. Iquickly licked and licked at Janice's leather boots hoping Liz wouldn't doit. I couldn't take it. ?Please don't!? My leather boot covered mouth muffledmy cries. I felt the thickly coated Vaseline fingers of Liz's intrude up anddeep in to me. I groaned and groaned inhaling leather scents deeply. The movementup me was making me feel weak, very weak. I licked slower but more passionatelyin away. Liz pulled her fingers from me. Janice tilted her boot toe up andI quickly moved my mouth over the leather, taking the tip down in to my mouth.Liz pushed the strap on to my opening. The room hushed, Janice pushed her bootdeeper in to my mouth to muzzle my cries. Gently at 1 st Liz eased and stretchedme open to slide the shaft up my aching opening. I nearly blacked out. Janicepulled the boot tip from my drawling mouth then pushed both her boots closetogether, and slid them under my chin. I rested my face on the leather, andgroaned deeply and loudly as Liz entered me. When she was deep enough for herpleasure, she pulled it back slight but not so it was out of me. Then she slidit back up.

As she shafted in and out to the applause and laughs of the audience, I breatheddeeply. Sighing and groaning muffled by pushing my face deeper and deeper againsther soft leather boot shafts. H ere I was bent over my butt sticking up inthe air. Been filled and pumped full by Liz and her hard male braking strapon. My face, bent down and resting on to this middle aged Lady's boots. Mygripping hand s w hite knuckles pressed cold to the floor. To be steeped onby sharp fast moving heels. Adding to my humiliation and near faint dizzy lightfeeling Liz started to slap my naked butt cheek s w ith every hard thrust.H er guests applauding volume turned up a notch. Liz was fucking me, and veryhard. Every one in the watching room was loving it? But me. My feeling of puresubmissive weaknes s w as shattered with Janice deciding that my muffled criesshould be enjoyed by all. Pulling her boots from under my face left me withjust the floor for my falling chin. The top half of my body slumped down. Leatherboots passed my dazed eyes; I licked out not really able to hit any thing.Liz pulled her strap on out abruptly, ? H ow was it for you, slave ?? I twistedmy floored head round and looked up teary blurred eyed at my powerful lookingFemale taker. ?Good, Mistress. Thank you.? My quite response drifted not reallyheard. Liz un strapped the intruding male imitating device. ? H ow want's ago?? Offeringthe toy around to the many willing participants. Maggie the loudest deemedmost eager was chosen. Snatching the 6-inch rounded hard shaft from Liz, Maggiesteeping in to the harnese with ease then been helped to tighten quickly. Lookeddown and smiled, curiosity filed her. Placing her fingers around the shaftshe began to stroke and caress it. ?Crawl to me, slave !? I turned, beginningmy crawl to this new domineering Lady. Looking in to her eyes filled with coldmade me shudder. A sharp kick to my back from the booted trendy young Ladysped me up. ?Bow before me!? I placed my face then lips to Maggie's boots. ?Lookup!? Still crouching I turned my face up and stared at this monuments plasticcock stroking Lady. ?Suck my cock, slave .? She laughed down. Sending the roomin to grinning silence. I unbent my cowering torso and slid up facing her shaft. ?Suckit!? With a huge thrust forwards she entered my waiting mouth. H er free handsgarbing the back of my head, pushing forwards forcing more and more of herpumped shaft in to my fully giving orifice. ?Lick it.? Pulling out hard tostop my choking. I looked up and in to her eyes and licked her protruding shaftfrom the tip to the base in sultry fashion. ?Does the little cock sucking whore,want me to fuck his ass?? I didn't. But knowing I had no say in the matter,I agreed. ?Stand up, and walk over there. She was pointing to the seated Charley . She smiled then beckoned me over. Enjoying the view of my bouncingcock as I walked to her. Then Maggie walked over with every one watching. ?Turnround, slave and face C harley !? I turned back round, and looked down at thegrinning seated Lady. ?Open your legs. Wider!? Maggie thrust her boot to myleft inside foot and pushed my stretched legs apart even more. I nearly toppledback to the delight of the audience. ?Place your hands down on the sides ofthe chair!? Maggie pushing with her palm at the base of my back. Forcing meforwards. ?Spread your arm' s w ider apart, bend your body down more. Thenstick your butt out!? I bent over more so my face was inches from the laughingC harley 's. I could feel her warm sweet breath on my cheek. By pushing myback up more. I could expose my naked butt more. But Maggie wasn't happy. Withruff hands she moved underneath and between my spread legs and grabbed roundmy balls and pushed up. My butt jumped up as though electricity had been shootthrough me. I felt C harley 's ripping laughter on my cheek again. ?That'sbetter, slave .? Maggie levelled the strap to my hole. The cold plastic pressedagainst ready to enter sent a shiver down my naked spine. C harley pulled herface back so she could stare in to my eyes. I locked on. Maggie eased the plasticshaft in a little. My lips parted and my mouth opened expelling a groan. Charley looked to my lips then back to my slut expression. Maggie thrust indeeper; I closed my eyes, sigh releasing from my opened mouth. Soft fingerstouched my lips, the shock making my eyes fly open, C harley 's red gloss nailvarnished finger nail s w ere tracing the out lines of my panting open lips.She looked deep in to my sexually filled aching eye s w ith sheer interest.Maggie pumped in more, making me buck a little. ?Loosen up, slave .? Tryingto release my contracting muscles to loosen was hard. The position, been bentover helped a little. H appy with her new entered depth Maggie began to thrustin and out. To the claps and sounds of the enjoying crowed. C harley movedher face close to mine again. She opened her lipstick mouth and gently kissedmy aching groan full mouth. She wasn't kissing out of passion, more from interest.She could feel my animal instinct as I groaned and breathed uncontrollablyin to her mouth. C harley pulled away moving her gaze from me to my heavingchest, then down. To my hard shaft. H er right hand moved round and found myexposed shaft. C harley looked back to me. Staring in to my eyes as she ranher long finger nails over and over my twitching shaft. Maggie kept pumpingand pumping. Made weak from the sexual intense feelings. ?Fuck him harder Maggie!? Charley shouted passed me and up to my taker. Maggie responded by shafting inreal hard. Quickly C harley grabbed tight my cock. I cried out in both painand enjoyment. With her other free hand C harley pushed my head down and onto her left boob. I licked out at the fabric-covered boob widely desperateto suck and lick at the hardened nipple I could feel underneath. C harley startedto jerk my aching cock off at a speed that would please even the most ungrateful.Maggie noticing C harley 's hand action. Began to immediately mimic her thrustfor thrust. I groaned out and on to C harley 's hard nipple, My open mouthstill desperate to try and find away in through the restraining top. C harleyclosed her long dark lashed eyes and let out a sexual groan. Opening againonce the built tension had passed. Maggie tired but still enjoying thrustingin and out of my hole. Bent over and rested the front top half of her body.Leaning and presseing against my warm flesh back. Using now just her high legmuscles to buck in and out of my stretched back hole. I could clearly feelher lungs heaving in to my back. C harley looked to Maggie, they smiled ateach other enjoying this control they both now felt. But Maggie could no longerkeep up with C harley 's rapid hand movement. The pace would tire any one.Soon the strap on thrust had withered to just the occasional soft bucking shaft.C harley still not tired pumped away hard at the slave 's solid twitching cock.In fact she sped up more, feeling the now increased hardness as a sign of nearcompletion. I groaned and sucked away like the animal I had become still desperateto try and free her hard nipple. That I could feel so cruelly traped behindfabric. Feeling the 1 st sign's of near orgasm now my self I cried out overand over again. ?Please can I cum, Mistress, Please!? C harley moved from Maggie'svision and looked down on to this man that was so desperately trying to lickand suck at her nipple and boob. ?Not yet.? H er hand tightened and sped up.Freeing her other hand she moved it round and placed it under the front ofmy ready to cum cock. The feel of her jerking me off wildley and the occasionalknock and nudge from her hand waiting to collect my offering was to much. ?Mistress,Please let me cum, Please!? I shouted out. ?NO!? C harley screamed back. Itried as hard as I could to hold on but my body just didn't want to know. Mylegs softened slightly. Making the resting Maggie panic and jump off my back,ripping the still deep inside plastic cock out of me. I groaned out in pleasurethat made me feel weak again. C harley pumped and pumped. My balls releasedand the warm feeling filled my body. ?I'm cumming. I can't help it, Mistress?? Her waiting free hand shot round my exposed vain filled hard cock head And pressedhard against to control and collect any spray. H arder she pulled on my foreskin, faster she pushed back, jerk after jerk. Then all in a second Spasm rippingthrough and up my muscle-tightened body, uncontrolled deep breathing forcingdown and on to her boob. Eyes ripping shut. Then. A second of blind mute silence.Shattered. ?Yes!? I cry as the feeling. The feeling of release. C harley quicklycaught the pumping white sticky liquid. H appy with what she had done she slowedher expertly performed moving hand, just been used now for pushing out thelast dregs of cum. ?Thank you, Mistress. Thank you so Much!? I breathed outdeeply as I opened my tightley shut orgasm eyes. I looked up at her and felther hands move from my now softening cock. ?Get on your knees slave . In frontof my boot's!? I looked at her hands the right one was clenched shut tightlyholding my sperm. I got down and bent to my knees. Placing my head down, lookingdirectly at her boots. C harley lifted her right boot up and placed it downon the edge of the seat using the heel to balance on. It was now level withmy chest; I looked on to it noticing the fine creases forming then diaperingwith every little movement she made. She moved her clenched fist filled withmy seed and placed it next to the outside of her leather black boot. A preparingsilence feel on the room. I breathed in deeply thinking about been able tolick such fine boots. H er clenched fist began to open; all eyes fell to seethe content. A small amount of cum dripped down and fell on to the seat nextto her boot. C harley looked straight to me. ?Suck that up now!? I bent andsucked my cum off the fabric immediately, then turned back in time to see.C harley twist her boot to the left exposing a part of her black boot sole.She began to giggle. Using her palm as a way to spread the cum over the leathershe began smearing it on. Starting with the sole, dragging her hand under andup to the black leather toe then up and around the crinkled and grooved leatherankle and then what was left spread around the leather boot shaft. The splatteredcum on her boot glistened in the rooms light. C harley bobbed her boot aboutso all could see what she had done. Vast noise filled the silence; the roomwas buzzing again. ?So lick it clean!? I bent till I felt the cold of the blacksole touching my lips. I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue to the cum coveredsmooth plastic, and licked clean. The task underneath was easy because shehad not worn these boots much out side. Making the surface scratch and grovefree. I worked my way up to the out side grove joining the leather to the sole.Sucking in deep I managed to clean out the cum that had trickled down and in.And at the same time I licked the dirt that had got caught up in it. When cleanedI moved round to the bottom of the ankle just above the heel. C harley lookeddown. She liked what she was looking at. A naked grovelling male slave . Lickingaway at her boots. She lifted the boot a little way from the seat enjoyingwatching the slave follow so eager to lick at her leather. It made her feelpowerful. A feeling she haden't felt before. H e would do any thing she said,and she loved it. I was so happy that C harley had let me lick her wonderfulboots, that I wanted to show her my worship, I did this by, pressing my tonguedown real hard so she would feel my slave licks through the leather. C harleyresponded by pressing her foot hard against the inside of her boot. Feelinghis tongue licking away through the leather felt nice. If only her husbandwas submissive. She thought. I licked back to the front of her black leatherankle and stuck my cleaning tongue deep in to the natural soft creases to scoopout all the cum. I sucked round to the front then up I licked till I reachedthe top of the wonderful expanse of the leather shaft. I licked back down suckingin any missed seed. C harley looked down to inspect my progress, she smiledat me as I licked away. I couldn't smile back but she could see I was happy.When I reached the still cum splattered pointy leather toe I opened my mouthwide and moved it over and took the boot tip deep in side. Then like a sexstarved male slut, I sucked backwards and forwards on her leather toe, suckingand eating all the cum wildly. The crowd cheered C harley on, with gibes aimedat me calling me a slag and a whore. When I had sucked the boot all clean,I quickly licked all over one last time to make sure I didn't miss any. I didn'twant to leave the heady smell of leather. But it was clean reluctantly I pulledback and kneeled down waiting on C harley 's inspection. She bent over so shecould see her clean boot. ?It's clean enough, but you still have my palm toclean!? pushing her open palm near my mouth. She liked seeing him move forwards,with out question to clean her palm. She smiled down as he lavished his licksupon her cum dried sticky hand. Soon it was clean. She placed her palm to mycheek and squeezed

C harley 's soft opened hand felt good pressed against my warm cheek. I smiledat her. H appy that I had pleased her. H er smile she gave back warmed me evenmore. ?Who wants to use him next?? I turned fast to see the now standing Lizoffering me out, to the next unruly Female Mistress. All called out wildly.Amanda jumped up raising her want, visibly from the rest of the crowd. ? slavecome her.? I turned back to C harley looking deep into her eyes, hoping forher to need me more. No luck was found. With her face turning to laughter,just like the rest. I turned back and fought of all the humiliation the beautifulAmanda had caused so far in my short slave life. I shuddered from a sexualrush release caused from remembering that day in her shop, her boots had beenso wonderful and empowering sleek black soft leather thigh high boot s w iththe longest and thinnest stiletto heels I have ever seen. H ow my body hadached at the site of her leather encased long athletic legs. And now as I crawlon my hands and knees past leather boots after leather boots. My body beginsits cruel sexual reminder of my need and desire to lick the boots of Lady's.The sensation of my cock hardening once more as I reach and look down at theknee-high black leather boot s w ith 4-inch chunky heels. I bend more bringingmy pink slave lips to her black soft leather shafts. The smell of strong expensiveleather fills my nose. I inhale deeper enjoying the heady experience offeredby this incredible Mistress. My impatient need to taste becomes too strongto hold back. I move even closer. In a delight felt not by many. My lips connectsoftly to the left leather ankle right on the middle spot just above the smoothcurve from the joining toe area. My mouth opens a natural action more thana thought one. My tongue moves forwards desperate for a French kissing actionagainst the small leather creases. I press my mouth closer on to the boot closingmy exploring tongue inside. With only her boot to press against. My cock twitchesfreely to the delight of the now calmed viewing room. ?Kiss my other boot!? herstern voice surprises me; I jump back from the worship of her left boot, feelingstrangely unfulfilled. I bend and begin my second long kiss on her right bootedleg. ?If you had it your way, slave . You would kiss them all day, wouldn'tyou?? I look up noticing her grey business suit jacket, and matching skirt,H er powerful dressed look broken up slightly, by the tight white cowl-neckjumper that she wore underneath her jacket making her look very feminine. ?YesMistress, I would love to kiss your boots all day!? The intrigued watchingaudience began to laugh. ?Well that would bore me, I want you to jerk off yourcock until you cum over my boots. Then you can beg me to allow you to eat itoff them. Now begin!? The room light up in a wild mass of approving noise.As I began the humiliating task of again publicly pumping my shaft over a Lady'sboots the audience moved round to see better. I could feel pointed boot tipspressing in to my back from on lockers peering over my shoulders and down onto my manipulating hand. ?Touch your ball s w ith you free hand.? A requestshouted from the brown booted lady standing the right of me. ?Pump your hardcock faster.? I looked up C harley was now standing behind Amanda. She wastaller so she could see over this domineering Lady quite easily. ?Sit up alittle.? Still on my knees and still pulling on my increasingly hard shaftI pushed up a little. ?That's it.? Amanda slid her left boot toe tip underand up against my hand that was creasing my balls. The feel of her leathertoe knocking with every shaft against my hand was becoming too much. She pushedher boot in further and harder. ?Sit back down.? I sat immediately feelingthe pointed toe tip pressing up against my butt. ?Move your hand away fromyour balls.? I slid my hand away; my balls dropped the slight distance to herleather-curved ankle. ?Now jerk off your cock against my boot faster.? I speedup in a wild sexually charged motion. With ever-faster thrust my balls slappedhard against her rubbing black leather shaft. My groans and sigh s w ere becomingincreasingly louder and more frequent. They all knew I couldn't last much longer. ?Comeon, slave harder faster.? Amanda slid her right boot next to her left readyto catch the erupting splatter. ?Think about all this leather, slave coveredin your dripping hot sticky white cum!? My body shock. My hand movement increased.H arder. ?That's it slave get ready to pump your big cocks continence all otherher boots.? The brown booted lady's shouts echoing around my near blankinghead. ?Cum, slave , cum.? Liz added getting in on the increasing action. Myfree hand shoot out and snaked round the back of Amanda's left Knee-high boot.I grabbed on to the back of the shaft feeling her sexy leg pressing againstthe black leather. My cock throbbed with the touch of her boot. Nearly blackingout I pumped on feeling the increasing need to release coming very, very soon. ?Iwant you're cum on my, b o o t s, slave .? The prolonged way she said bootsspan round in side me. My balls let go making the coming splurge begin itsrising journey ready for it's hot sticky release. Liz bent down to my sideusing my left shoulder to rest on. She lent in pressing her warm lipstick sexyred waxy lips to my ear. She whispered in to my near blank pre orgasmic mind. ?Everyone in this room knows you love boots. Black boots. Whit boots. Leather boots.? Mymouth opened wide filled with aching groans. ?I think I want you to lick allof my boots clean, And you know how many boots I own.? Liz' s w hispers carriedon sending me nearer and nearer a shuddering conclusion. ?My boots, leatherboots,? I pumped feeling the 1 st shudder. ?Black boots. Boot heels? The 2nd shudder, Amanda pressed her boot in harder separating my balls tighter toeach side of her boot shaft. ?Boots. Boots my sexy kinky black boots. Cum slave, cum.? Liz followed this last whisper with a lick of her warm tongue againstmy ear lobe. The sound of the cheering Lady's faded in my ears as I was sentin to my orgasmic shudder. The feel of my cum releasing felt like a gift tobe worshipped. The sound of the cheering floating back in to my head broughtme out of the last delightful shudder. I opened my eyes. My rapidly deflatingcock spat out its last dregs of salty cum on to her leather shafts. I lookedon to were I would be eating off. I had covered her boots considerably. Thesplattered cum started high near the tops of her boots Then the trail ran rightdown and deep, in to the creases that form around the soft leather boot coveredankles. ?One good use for males is to make them lick there cum from your boots.? Lizstill resting against my shoulder addressed the room. Soon chants of eat it.Eat it. Replaced the claps and random shouts. I looked to Amanda, She lookedso happy. Smiling down from her still standing position on to me. I rememberedwhat she had asked me to do. ?Please Mistress, Can I please have the honourof licking clean and also the joy of eating my cum up from your sexy empoweringboots?? She laughed down at me crouching below looking so open to attack. ?Nonot yet.? The audience seemed as unhappy by Amanda's response as I was surprised. ?Ireally need the toilet. Lye down, slave . That's it just there.?

The room hushed. The disbelief in what the audience was about to watch couldbe felt. I lay down, Angel and Sara had performed this degrading act on mebefore, I knew what to expect. But thi s w as new to the room. Amanda walkedover; her long perfectly manicured fingers reached under her skirt and pulledher black tight silk briefs down to her booted ankles. Gracefully she steppedout. She bent and lifted the briefs into her hand. The audience's attentioncaptured by the action kept quite, full of interest instead of the before neardisgust. Amanda tossed black shimmering in the light silk briefs on to my nakedchest. I could feel a slight warmth from them. She turned so her back facedmy sight. Lifting my head a little so I could see what she was doing. The hushedaudience began to softly buzz with wonder. After all men at some time had hurtevery one of them, their exseptence that this man was just a slave to do withwhat ever they liked had now become there reality. Amanda moved her right bootedfoot over and down on to the other side of the naked slave . She looked backand to help guide her self back to hi s w orshipping mouth. ?Slave stick yourhead back down now!? She had longed to do this ether since her 1 st real boyfriendof nearly twenty years ago had shown her on a cheep market bought German pornfilm. Then she had been turned off by the seen. Too much for an inexperiencedlate teen. But unlike the boyfriend that seen stuck in her mind. As the years w ent on she had become more and more aroused by the thought of empoweringthe male and making him please in ways she new he would not enjoy. H er sleekblack leather boots carefully moved up the naked flesh of the slave . She wasnow directly above his hairless chest. Many times in her past she had passedthe idea to her chosen lovers. All had shown real dislike and never did shepush for fear of loosing the one. But now single and nearing her forties itwas time to change. And this man beneath her booted feet desperate to pleaseinstead of desperation to be pleased was to change all. ?When I bend down slaveI want you to place your open mouth under me to catch what I give you.? Shewas above my face. I looked up her tight but respectably smart grey businessstyled suit skirt. I liked the naked flesh that I could see. Looking back overher shoulder she began her crouching descent on to my tired warm face. H itchingher skirt so all could see. H er smell was incredible. Intoxicatingly erotic,arousal filled my body and mind. She was shaven a surprise for all a s w ellas me. H er body contacted to my mouth, her warmth and obvious enjoyment fromthi s w as noticeable to all but especially to me. Resting against my openmouth ready to realise a desire placed in her head from all these years ago.She pushed her left chunky boot heel in to my side. I could feel the soft leatherof the boot shaft pressing in to my ribs. It felt good the leather so warmand sensual. ?Get ready, slave .? I inhaled stealing her sent deep and fillingin to my nostrils. I pushed my waiting tongue out and up, to let her know Iwas ready. She pushed hard back against it. I pulled it back and opened mymouth wider to which she sealed against happily. Then she let lose. Soon mymouth was filling up fast with her warm gift. Swallowing was hard from a lyingdown position. But trying hard I managed, not wanting to spill any. My soundwas muffled so I was unaware of the joy this pure submission was bringing.Amanda rubbed her boot against my side, lost to a world she had ached to feel.The warmth and smell had become stronger. I knew she was nearly finished. Liftingfrom my mouth a little so the last drag s w ould spurt and drip on to my face.She knew how to humiliate so well. ?Lick me clean.? The muffled order rangin to my ears. I swallowed nearly choking this time the last of her liquiddown. Then I lifted my mouth to her and licked up in and around her tastingagain her strong but pleasurable taste. She stood yanking her skirt back downand in to place. ?Stand, slave .? I rose to the cheers and looks of the otherWomen. ?You still have some piss on your face, use your fingers and lick itup!? Lifting my hard hands I felt her dampness all around my mouth and cheeks.Scooping it up and sucking my damp fingers in to my mouth. I noticed that thebrown booted Lady was pressing her hand to her skirt. I looked to C harley; she to was stimulating her self through the tight restricting clothing shewa s w earing. I turned to Liz; she licked her red full lips tauntingly ina seductive manner. ?I haven't finished with you, slave !? Amanda broke myconcentration, I remembered her boots covered in my cum. As I turned to thiscruel but unbelievably sexy Mistress. She was seated. All looked at her asI looked down to her booted feet. The cum had dried, leaving a slight glisteningtrail all up and over her soft tight black knee boots. ?You left my boots ina mess, slave . Now I want you to lick clean all your dried cum from my leather.Get on your knees and crawl to my booted feet and begin cleaning. Laughteras bent from all watching, made me feel worthless. Amanda had sat at the farside of the room on purpose. Making me move on my knees past all the gigglingand taunting Lady's. I reached her boots and bent lower, the smell of cum andleather hit me hard. I had shoot a lot, now it was hard leaving its very visiblepath against the mat black leather. ?Lick my boots, now!? Amanda bent her bodyforwards she moved her hands, locking them tightly around the back of my head.She pulled me on to the right leather shaft hard. I opened my mouth pushingmy tongue against the warm leather. The taste was different than normal, moresalty. She increased the pressure on the back of my head. All I could feeland taste was leather and dried cum. ?Lick.? I pushed my tongue harder andharder against the leather speeding up my lavish licks. Up and down her bootshaft I went. Till it shone. ?Now clean the ankles!? I licked in to the shallowgroves. Feeling some of the cum flaking away. She let go of my head and pullingat the top of her boot she tightened the leather around the creased ankle.I licked faster and harder. Till I reached the toe area. Licking carefullyaround the base of the front to the side cleaning fast any last remains ofmy splattered seed. I licked back till my mouth was in front of her pointedsleek leather toe. I licked at the point. She raised the front of her bootfrom the ground. Quickly I sucked in the leather and wildly performed oralmotion. Sucking it in deep till my cheek s w ere filled with her boot. Amandapatted my head. ?Good, slave .? She mocked. ?Now clean my other boot!? I pulledout, and looked to her second splattered leather shaft. Repeating my worshipfullicks on her second boot soon had it shining. ?Just my soles then I'm donewith you, slave .? I pulled back and waited as she lifted her left dirty sole.I moved forward and looked up at her as I licked out. She smiled as she pushedher hard sole harder on to my open mouth. ?Lick it all off.? I could feel theruff tread filled deep dried mud from outside. She was enjoying my predicamenta lot. ?I might ask Angel if I can hire you out for a few days, slave . I thinkyou could be useful in my shoe shop. And I know of a few regular customersthat would enjoy your services. But for now keep licking at my sole. That'sit, you're a good slave .? She patted me again on my head. ?Lick up and aroundmy heel.? H er heel had dried splashes and splats of mood and rain. But I managedto lick it spotless. ?Good, now my other sole.? She replaced her cleaned bootwith her right. Turning the sole up and on to my mouth. I began at the topand dragged my slave tongue all the way down to the delight of Amanda. Thenback in to the groves and then on sucking deeply on to the stacked chunky heel. She placed her boot down. ?That will do.?

Amanda stood up pushing me to the side. I stayed there crouching fearful ofwhat she would do next. ?I have to go now, Liz. But thanks for the fun.? Lizstood and walked to Amanda. ?No thank you for your novel approach, I will seeyou to the door. slave pick up Amanda's briefs and come with us.? I crawledover to the black silk briefs. ?Stand up and walk or it will take all day!? Igrabbed them noticing how sexy they felt. Jumping up I walked behind them tothe door then into the hall. The marble floor on my feet never noticed withtheir hard heels clicking seductively along. Liz opened the door. ?Slave handthe briefs back to Amanda, now!? I hadn't noticed that I was still clutchingthem, rapidly I handed them over to her. She snatched. ?Turn round and bendover, slave .? I did what Amanda ordered. Pain shoot through my body from mybutt that now was red from the glow of her powerful smack to my back. The stingingsound echoed out and down the hall. A couple of the Lady's came out to seewhat had happened. I looked up. The wonderful brown leather slouch booted Ladyand Maggie had come out. ?What's going on, is every one ok?? Liz turned ?Don'tworry, just Amanda giving the slave a smack good bye.? Amanda laughed, ?Byeall.? She turned and kissed Liz on the cheeks then walked out. Liz turned tome and rubbed her hand softly over my red stinging backside. ?Did that hurt,slave .? Still bent over looking towards the brown boots in front of me. ?Alittle, Mistress.? Pain shoot out across my naked butt again. ?Good.? Liz laughed.She slapped me as hard as Amanda did. ?Liz I have to go now a s w ell. Butthanks for today.? The brown booted lady walked down to the door. She stoppedjust in front of my face. ?You like my boots a lot don't you slave ?? Whilegazing in to the brown slouching leather. ?Yes, Mistress. I think they arewonderful boots. Please can I kiss them?? H er right boot bobbed up and downresting on her heel in a fashion that made desires of lust help forget thepain of the slaps. ?You may kiss them good bye, slave .? I leapt out and landedmy mouth so desperate to taste her leather. The shaft s w ere I chose too wildlykiss, felt soft and moved under my tongue. I could feel her legs pressing againstthe shafts. ?That will do, slave .? She pulled away leaving me too kiss air.She walked passed giving my exposed red cheeks a slap. Sending me back in toa stinging pain. ?What did Amanda mean by hiring him? Were did you get himfrom?? Liz turned to the chest of draws next to the door. She slid open theantique chest and pulled out a card. ? H ere phone this number and say I gaveit to you.? The brown booted lady bent and kissed Liz cheek as she was handedthe card. ?Thank you. H e could be useful to me while my husband is at work." Stillbent over I couldn't see her leave but I could here her boot s w alking awayand on to the gravel out side. ?Well if every one is leaving I should go too?? Lizturned to Maggie. ?You don't have to if you don't want too? ?I should, I havethings to do. But today was very educational. Can I have one of these cards?? ?SureI have been given loads to hand out. If you need some one to talk to latterjust phone me, I'm always here for you, you know?? The warmth in her voicehas real. ?I know. slave you may kiss my boots good bye.? I lowered and pressedmy lips to her leather, savouring the taste. She pulled away and walked out. ?Rightthen, slave . What now? Laughter from upstairs drifted down. Liz and I bothlooked up. Sandy stood at the top, looking down. She had seen all the actionat the door and had enjoyed it. ?Can I come down now. I have missed all thefun?? Liz looked to me she was cross. ?No your mother is next door. The soundof heels clicking from down the hall made us all look up. C harley had heardher daughter. She walked to us in both a panic and amusement. ?Well that'sthat?? She looked up to her daughter. ?Grab your coat were going.? ?But theMum I don't want to, I want to stay and harass the slave , just like you lothave been!? She has stubborn. ?Any way I have seen him and used him beforeat Amanda's shop.? C harley turned to rage. ?Well have you now madam?? ?Don'tcall me that. I'm nearly seventeen, as in an adult. I can do what I like.? Charley 's anger turned to shock, she had a point. ?Just get your coat wereleaving.? C harley had lost and knew it. She turned and stomped off to fetchher coat and a dress she had chosen from Liz's massive collection. Soon thebumping above moved towards the stairs, were she stomped down resembling ayoung child frowning a fit. She reached the bottom, to the delight of her Mother. ?Justwait till I tell dad about today.? She smiled to her mum. ?You will do no suchthing at all.? ?Well you see if I'm a child in your eyes, I will act like one.And I do think that Daddy would like to here this story?? ?Ok, ok you win,Liz give me one of these cards. I will hire him for you every so often, aslong as you say nothing!? Sandy looked to her Mum, she looked sad, this internmade her feel sad, ?Good.? Was all she could reply? C harley resenting it grabbeda card from Liz. Then she turned to me and gave my still red butt a massivestinging slap. ?Bye, slave .? She spat out. Then turned and walked out. Sandyfollowed ?Bye, slave . I will see you soon.? Liz laughed. ?C harley ,? Sheturned around and looked to Liz. ?I'm sorry.? ?Don't worry I don't really mindhiring him, I will use him a s w ell after all. Bye.? ?Bye.? Liz waved themoff from the window next to the now closed door. ?Fallow me.? Liz walked backto the room. The guests left were getting ready to leave. ?Are you all leavingme now? Liz voice was filled with amusement rather than worry. ?It's gettinglate, I said I would drop every one off on my way home.? The youngest Ladyin the room said out loud answering for every one. ?Ok, well thanks for coming,I hope you all had fun?? She lent forwards handing out the cards advertisingmy service. Every one took one. ?Thanks today was fun. I might hire him outfor one of our staff party's.? Liz looked puzzled, ?Were do you work again?? Theyoung attractive Lady looked up to Liz. ?I started my own PR Company advertisingmanly for large media companies. I only employ Females, who I know I can geton with. I think they might find the idea of a naked male slave around theoffice fun? I will see. Any way thank you for inviting us. You will have tocome out for dinner one day, H ow about early next week, I know a great newItalian that has just opened in town.? Liz smiled, ?That would be great. Phoneme to arrange a time. I will walk you all out, slave crawl behind us.? I bentand followed as instructed. When we reached the door, I kissed each pair ofboots good bye. Then waited while Liz said her good byes. She shut the doorafter waving the last Lady off. Then turned to me. She looked to her watchthen back to me. ?Your not been picked up for an hour. Go back to the roomand tidy it up quickly.? Liz walked in front of me I followed when we reachedthe room she sat down in to a chair and watched me tidy and straiten the roomup around her. ?That will do, pick the glass up.? She was pointing to the discardedglass that I shoot in early. I crawled in front of her and picked it up. Shewatched intensely enjoying my every move to her command. ?Lick out what youcan of what's left of the cum continence. I peered in the was hardly any leftjust a smear left down one side were I had poured the cum in to my mouth. Iturned the glass round and pressed my tongue to the dried hard splatter andlicked it away. ?Good, now put in the dish washer in the kitchen under thecooker.? She followed me in. When I had placed it in the top shelf of the washerand closed the door she ordered me to turn and face her. Liz looked down onto my naked body her gaze drifted to my limp cock. ?Touch your self.? Withmy right hand I began to hold my limp shaft, pulling at my four-skin, It respondedby hardening. She moved closer so she could see clear. ?Thank you. Mistress.? Her boot heels clicked on the tiled floor as she moved to me. I looked down,her black ankle boot s w ith stiletto heels looked wonderful. My cock hardenedmore. ?That's it slave really jerk off your cock now, pull it back hard I wantyou to cum for me.? I nearly shoot by what she said. H arder and wilder I grabbedaround my hardness for her pulling and pushing on my four skin. ? H arder!? Shemoved closer placing her left boot sole and heel on to my crouched left leg.She pressed down, making me flinch from the pain of the stiletto.

?I want to see you spurt all over my boots, slave .? I looked up, she lookedtall and powerful from my lowered position. She looked to me. ?My boots! slave.? My smile broke bending my head quickly, realising she didn't want any distractionfrom what she was enjoying, my hardened cock. The feelings of near orgasmicrelease and pain from her long sharp heel began to mix and mould in to one.Cries and groans emitted from my quivering mouth filing the room with sexualtension. If I looked up I was sure to see Liz, touching her self. Or at leasta look of desire on the now distant face. I looked to her boot gazing deeplyon to the leather shaft, slight creases in the leather appearing and disappearingwith the amount of pressure she aloud while pressing down on to my leg. AsI gazed deeper and deeper a trance like feeling took over my mind. The stimulatingsexual feeling caused by jerking off my shaft so intensely seemed almost separatedfrom the desire to be close and taste her leather. Perspiration filled my browflowing down my hot cheeks; tired breath shoot from my panting opened mouthfiled with tension and desire. ?I want to see you're cum trickling down myboots!? Liz panted out. I knew she was now been caught up in the motion a sw ell. H er boot moved from my leg. I looked to the red mark left from thestiletto, now longing for the pain. My hand pumped harder causing my body totighten. Liz moved closer soon. She pushed her left boot in and up to my leftinside leg. ?Move your legs apart more. Slave.? H er voice full of urgencya s w ell as desire. As I widened she pushed her boot harder against my leg.The feel of smooth warm leather sliding up my widened leg sent uncontrollableshivers through my body. H er right boot moved in now a s w ell filling thegap. The smell of leather boots and cock filled my senses. Making my recklesslyjerked off shaft harden and aching groans increase.

The near orgasm was obvious. So Liz moved her incredibly sexy boots away frommy legs. Placing them so the soft shaft s w ere just in front of my twitchingcock. The tip of my head knocked against her booted leg with every outwardshaft. Leaving trails of glistening pre cum on the leather. H er left boottilted up slightly instantly I felt the warm leather pointed boot toe pressup against my bouncing balls. Thi s w as too much. My back arched. My visionintensified. All I could see was soft creasing black boots. My scent s w erefilled with the leather. The feel of her booted toe rubbing against my cumfilled balls and my cock head knocking against leather again and again withevery thrust. Warm ran up my body as I tensed harder and harder. My mouth widenedfeeling almost locked. ?Cover my boots, slave .? The word slave filled my mindas my eyes shut and my body shock. Then I released ?Oh Mistress. Your boots,your boots, than, thank, you, Mistress.? Words groaned and stumbled from mymouth as cum erupted and poured down on to her boots. I didn't want this veryshort feeling to end. But it did. I regained control. Continuing to pump thelast spurts and spits from my cock while slowly opening my eyes, to be greetedby white splattered cum covered boots. ?Good, slave . You can now stop!? Aline of cum hung from the left boot to my cock. I let go. My spent shaft droppedto her boot and began to shrivel. Liz pulled away and inspected her glisteningboots. ?Crawl over and lick your cum up.? I lifted and bent over so I couldcrawl. I felt stiff but the little movement helped. I could feel her lookingat me. As my face came directly over her boots. Liz let out a laugh. ?Go onlick it up.? I bent till I could smell the salty cum and leather. As my mouthtouched the left booted tip I opened and pushed my tongue out running it againstand round the bottom grove that joins the sole to the boot. There wasn't muchcum here apart from the small amount that had trickled down from higher upthe leather shaft. I licked up, pressing my tongue hard against the leathertoe area. Again not much here apart from splashes. Licking up the leather shaftsoon changed all this. ?That's it, lick that big bit up.? I pressed down harder;Liz helping by pressing in union her leg hard against the inside of the boot.The taste of cum and leather filling my mouth as I licked harder against herboot. Licking around the ankle I found a massive splatter that had trickledand snaked down from higher up the ankle boot. It had filled the creases thatyou find around the ankles of soft leather boots. I scooped out the cum. ?Showme your tongue, slave .? I looked up as ordered as stuck my tongue out. Lizstared down on to the tongue smiling at the cum that covered it. ?Swallow it.? Ilooked to her eyes as I swallowed it. ?Carry on licking my boots clean, slave.? She laughed as I bent and continued my licking.

Liz looked down, after some time. She seemed happy with my work. ?All yourcum is off now you may stop, slave .? Liz pulled her pointed boot toe frommy mouth, making a large sucking sound as it came out she giggled. ?You havedone a good job today, slave . Now I just want you to do a few more tasks forme before Jane picks you up.? She turned around. ?Crawl behind me!? She walkedout of the kitchen I crawled after her as fast as I could. Noticing the clickingof her wonderful boot heels She made with every step. When she reached thestairs she turned and smiled. ? H urry up, slave .? H er tone was mocking butstill with slight warmth that gave me hope. I crawled faster then climbed upthe steep stair s w ith my face inches from her black heels. I could smellthe leather from her boots. When we reached the top she stopped still in frontof me. I was still balancing between the top step and the landing. ?Kiss theback of my boots.? I lent forward trying not to lose my grip and slide backdown the stairs. My pink used lips contacted to the back of her left boot.I kissed right on the stitching Then pushed my tongue out and licked up theboot then back down. I twisted my face round to the right boot and licked upand down the stitching then kissed round the black leather base that joinsto the shiny heel. Liz broke the kiss by walked off; she didn't even look tosee if I was pursuing. I crawled up last step down the corridor and in to herwarm bedroom. I couldn't see her. ?I'm in here, slave .? H er voice driftedfrom the open door that led to her shower and the room she kept her clothesin. I moved towards the door at the back of her room. H er deep white carpetfelt good on my aching red knees. I reached the door. ?Walk, slave or it willtake you all day!? I jumped up happy to be walking. Past the door I lookedto the right hopping she was getting ready for a shower. She wasn't in therethat meant she had to be in her clothes room quickly I moved to the left doorthat was open slight and walked in. I couldn't she her at all. Were was she?I was growing a little impatient from this hide and seek game. ?Down her, stupid.? Her voice echoed up from the base of the room. Then I remembered her boot roomto the back on the left. It couldn't be seen unless you walked to very endand even then it was slightly hidden by all the discarded leather hand bagsand old now unused clothes that littered the floor. As I reached the room Icould see the door wa s w ide open. Liz stood, glaring out while waiting forme. ?What took you so long!? Any warmth that was found in her voice early waslost now. ?Sorry Mistress I couldn't find you.? My trembling reply seemed tocalm no anger from her cold face. ?Get here!? I ran to her and waited, to afraidto look in to her face. Liz leapt around and behind me with a speed that shockedme. Soon heat exploded and fired around my back as she slapped out hit afterhit to my naked butt cheeks. The sudden unexpected pain made me cry out. ?Shutup slave , when I tell you to come to me, I don't expect you to take your time. ?I'mso sorry, Mistress. Please forgive me.? My pleas seemed to calm her anger alittle. ?Turn and face me.? I turned; her opened hand shoot up and contactedwith my face. The slap echoed around the room. I shut my eyes and all wentsilent. Then a burning sting under my left eye were she had hit me broughtme back. I opened and looked to her. H er lipstick red sensual mouth was openin amazement it closed to a smile. I looked up her eyes had that glint thatyou get when you know something. Now she knew she was more powerful than me.As she began to laugh I sank to my knees from desperation I slid my arms aroundher legs and hugged on as I slivered down. ?Please, don't hit me, Please.? Isunk lower and lower till my stretched out arms rested and hugged around herlegs just above her ankles my crying face pressed in to her soft black leatherankle boots.

?Please don't hurt me, please.? My muffled cries blurted in to her boots.Liz kicked me away. I dropped to the floor. ?Look at you, what kind of excusefor a man are you. Turn over.? Moving on to my back I looked up through tearblurred eyes. Liz looked my body up and down, then moved. ?Open your legs,slave .? She placed her right boot on the outside of my leg then lifted herleft boot up and over then down so it was on the inside of my open legs. Shemoved up looking down with a smile on to my tear-streaked face. ? H ow upsetcan you really be, slave when you have a raging hard on?? I looked down tomy cock, she was right. ?Did I say you could move your head, slave . Do youwont to give you one of these again?? She lifted her opened hand up in to theair and simulated slapping my face. ?No Mistress.? I shuddered. ?Now that'sbetter, slave . Just do what you're told and you will be ok.? She pushed herleft boot to the inside of my leg and slid it up. The warm leather felt greaton my naked flesh. My cock began to twitch with hardness. ?That's it, slaveget it really hard for me. I wont to sit on it.? Sexual tension ached throughmy body. Liz pulled her tight work suit trousers down. She pulled her leftleg from it then balanced and freed her right leg a s w ell. Chucking the greytrousers to the floor. ?You can pick up my clothes in a bit, slave .? Liz liftedthe black ankle boot that was seductively rubbing up and down the inside ofmy leg and placed the sole directly on top of my solid hard shaft. She pushedher foot up and down manipulating my cock with her boot. Every time she thrustthe sole up her hard slim heel knocked in to my aching balls. ?Don't cum tillI say you can, slave .? She pulled her boot away from my shaft. And rippeddown her silk brief. Then moved so she stood over my cock, Yet still facingme. ? H old your cock up.? I snatched out and found my shaft, bending it backfrom my chest so it stood straight up and directly under her wet pussy. Lizlowered down till I could feel her hot flesh gently pushing against my hardness.She bent her hand round and pushed mine away taking charge of my cock. Theneased her self on to it and down. The deep sigh we both let out would haveechoed around her house. With bending knees and savage thrusts Liz pumped herflexing body up and down, on my hardened shaft. ?Don't you dare cum yet, slave.? She shouted in between near primal grunts and aching moans of high sexualcharge. Panting together in time, I felt a join rising to this incredible Women,filled with such energy and desire. I looked up to her face full of twistingand contracting images of lust. So far from her normal formal stature. If Iknew not of my place now, I might be having thoughts of love towards this buckingcreature that was causing such emotion to curse through my trembling body.Thrusting down her long red sexual hair shoot up to land softly with everynear orgasmic up wards shaft. Feeling her tighten I look to her eyes in timeto see them shut, and for a second so does time for her. H er body tremblesand tightens more around my solid vain pumped cock, My need to explode up wardsand in to her has magnified. But I must not forget my place to this Lady. Ashers to service and not to think. H er dark eyelids open and a wild glint hasreturned to her near black eyes. With intense force she moves up to the tipof my cock yet still inside. Then she thrusts down. Letting out breath tillit is replaced by a groan so long and frenzied I nearly let go of what shehas ordered me to hold back on. Over and over she rides me pumping and pushingharder with a wont of desire. H ow could her husband have left this? I wonder.I smile at her, her smile back different now than from before. ?Yes, oh, slave, thank you,? H er pleas and cries of pleasure, her perspiration flowing downher soft face. Turning her cascading long red hair dark when mixing with thesweat. I grab up, pushing my left hand to her face to hold her as she fucksme so hard. I pushing her matted hair back so it hangs over her shoulders.Liz grabs my hand and forces it down to her still clothed covered boob. I letgo and intensely force my hand down her suit jacket and under her white tightshirt. Rapidly I push my hand up the against her warm flesh. Till I find herboobs, and nipples so hard. I rub my fingers round and over her nipple. Sendingshudders down her flesh. Bucking harder on to my cock I shudder a s w ell.The need to pump in to her becomes too much for me. Not caring what punishmentthi s w ill bring I pull my hand free and grab on to her twisting her aroundand under me, still with my cock deep inside I begin to thrust in and out ofher. Liz smiles up at me, Luckily she seemed not to bother. My pace pumpingin and out of her tight wet pussy could not last that long. I knew this andshe did too. But both our faces showed little care for this caught up in thiserotic moment. ? H arder, slave . H arder!? I do as she commands. ?That's it,slave . Fuck me!? I feel her long fingernail fingers glide down my side tomy thrusting legs, under and to the base of my cock feeling her dampnes s were my shaft pushes in, then to my aching cum filled balls. Ready and desperateto release they're warm sticky hold.

With one hand holding me up as I pump on, my other pushes and finds her boobsagain under her shirt. She locks her fingers around my balls and rubs and scrapesher nails across. Again I feel tightening against my cock. Liz's eyes shutagain and her body tremors under me. I press my finger tight against her nipple.And enjoy her orgasm but yet wishing it could be mine. H er body slows andshe lets out a sigh, she opens her eyes and smiles up at me blowing me a kissthen breathes out deeply warming my face. ?Pull your cock out, slave . I'mhappy.? What! Fly's through my mind, Yet still I stop. I look to her. She canread my face. Then laughs at me. ?I'm satisfied, slave . Pull out!? H er voicewas gaining strength again. I pulled out, causing a loud slurping sound, bothmocking me and my hardness that ached from its stiffness. Liz still holdingmy balls looked to them. ?Did, slave want to shoot?? her mocking tone matchedthe smile on her face. ?Yes, Mistress.? She ran a long red fingernail overmy ball, sending me to a shudder. I groaned out. Making her laugh again. ?Wouldyou like to shoot for me now, slave ?? H er smile turned to me. ?Yes, Mistress.Please let me cum.? My panting from her touching should have been evidence,but I pleaded to her any way. ?Well I don't care what you wont! I'm going tograb a shower, stay here don't touch your cock at all. And while I'm gettingwashed you can start to lick clean all my boots in this room. Start over there.? Shepointed to the black thigh boots she had on early when Jane dropped me off.Liz stood up and walked to the door. Then she turned to me. ?By the way, slave. I know what you're thinking, that the minute I leave you that you will, jerkoff that hard cock of yours. Well look up there.? I followed Liz's hand tothe top left corner by the door. Facing down on to the room was a small securityvideo camera. ?My husband had them fitted years ago when we moved in. I willwatch the tape when I have finished showering, If you have done any thing tomy boots but lick them, I will slap and smack you till you cry for forgiveness.Do you understand me, slave !? I looked up from the floor were I lay still. ?Iunderstand, Mistress.? The words she wanted to hear came from my mouth in adefeated whisper. ?And tidy away my clothes.? Liz puled her arms out of herjacket and dropped it to the ground, then she undid her shirt and draped itover the jacket. My gaze fell to her bra and her nipples that stood out fromunderneath. She smiled placing a long slim hand behind her and in one smoothmove undid and letting the bra fall to the ground. I nearly drooled at thesight. Liz looked down to my again hardened cock. ?Imagine cuming over these,slave .? She ran her fingers over and around her boobs. Then laughed and walkedout. I looked down to my cock; it was twitching crying out to be touched. ThenI looked up to the black video camera in the corner noticing the wire comingout of it and into the wall. She would watch my every commanded move latter.Nothing I could do. So as ordered I crawled to her trousers, briefs jacketshirt and bra and collected them. I stood up and walked in to her clothes room.My shaft still hard tormenting me longer. I placed her clothes down were herdirty laundry went, ready for the cleaner to pick up in the morning. The soundof running water from the room next door filtered through. I thought abouther soft touch, creasing up and down her flesh while washing in the clean warmwater. This thought made my cock ache more. I looked down and in a naturalinstinct went to hold my shaft. But then I remembered what she said. I lookedto the Four Corners of the room. Just above the door stood the camera leeringout me with it' s w ires transmitting my every move plugging in to the wall.I dropped my hand back to my side and quickly moved back to her boot room.The smell of leather still the 1 st thing to hit you on arrival inside remindedme of my place and job to do. H er thigh boots. Made of soft leather yet sopowerful when worn lay were she had taken them off. I moved to them, gettingdown on my knees in front. I lifted them and looked to the opening were Lizshapely legs had been just hours ago. I pushed my face close and in hailedin deeply. The mix of leather and Liz was erotic. I lifted the boot higherinhaling deeper and deeper her scents. Thinking of the camera I moved it away.But letting the cold leather boot fall to my aching shaft. It draped over pressingdown onto it, causing my cock to bend slight under the leather weight. I shudderedannoyed at my blatant arousal that I knew Liz would enjoy watching latter.I lifted the other thigh high boot and began to lick it clean. The leathertasted so good. This really was an award for me. To be able to lick such afine Lady's boots. I ran my tongue around the pointed toe sucking it in thenout to trying so deeply to taste what I crave. Then I bent round slight tothe stall that sat in the middle. I stretched the thigh boot out across itand began the joyful task of licking up the long soft black shaft. When I haddone this side I turned it over and made my way up the zip sided long shaft.When I reached the top. I couldn't help my self from licking round the bandof leather that runs around the inside of the top of the boots. The leatherhere tasted different, but I still lapped it up. When I had finished it I placedit down carefully on the floor. I could feel my cock pushing and bouncing fromits hardness against the boot that I had rested on my lap. I didn't want tomove it, but it would have looked strange to Liz if I didn't do it next. Ilooked down as I lifted it away. My cock bounced up still so hard. A thin glistenran round my swollen aching shaft head, from the pre cum the boot had caused.I streched the boot across the stall and looked up and down the black leathershaft. There it was a line of pre cum smeared around and in to the leatherfrom my rubbing cock. Liz would know what this glistening wa s w hen she playedback the tape. I was in trouble and knew it. Nothing I could do now. So I bentand licked around and over the pre cum licking up all of my small sexual release.Then I worked my tongue around the rest of the boot. Enjoying so much lickingaround and sucking in then out on the leather toe area. The thing was theseboot s w ere clean before so they didn't really need much to make the leathershine. So I turned picking up the other clean thigh boot from the floor andlooked to were they belonged? The last shelf to the right had a pair of thighboots hanging up. Next to them was an empty space containing a hanger? I crawledover and hung up the thigh boots. Making sure they hung straight and lookedsmooth. I looked to the thigh boots next to them. Letting my hand slide downthe smooth white leather. Till my fingers reached the chunky platform sole. ?Nogood for you, slave . You're cum wont show up on them?? I turned in shock.Liz stood at the door tightly wrapped in a thick white towel. ?So, slave howmany boots have you licked clean?? She walked over to the middle of the roomleaving wet footprints on the carpet as she walked. Then she sat down on thestall crossing her long shapely legs in a smooth motion. ?Sorry, Mistress.I have only cleaned your black thigh high boots.? She looked back crossly atme. I lowered my head to her red painted toenails. ?You could have cleanedat least four pairs in that time, slave . Did that slow you down?? She pointedto my hard cock; it twitched in front of her so visibly letting me down. ?Grabme some black knee highs from the four-inch shelf. Now!? I jumped up and quicklyfound the four-inch shelve filled with boots and shoes matching that heel size.I looked across from the top Ankle boots to calf to knee high boots. I snatchedat the 1 st black pair I could see. I moved them over to Liz and kneeled infront of her. Put them on me. She uncrossed and pushed her left leg out. Izipped open the boot placing it under her foot. She slid in. ?Zip it up!? Izipped the boot to the top. Then repeated the proces s w ith the other boot. ?Doyou like these boot's, slave ?? I looked closely at them. They were tight aroundher legs so no creases showed. They looked very new. The leather sent theygave off was strong having their affect quickly on me. She lifted her rightleg up to let me see closer. The toe area was round and smooth with the solesbeen flat. Turning her leg a little she helped me to see the heel. Long two-inchwide and four-inch long black seamless heel. ?So do you like them?? I brokefrom the leather boot to her still cross looking face. ?Yes I do, I like thema lot Mistress.? She pushed the boot up and towards my face more. ?Suck onmy heel.? I turned my head so I could get my mouth to the base of the longthin heel. Then sucked it in. Liz moved her other boot to my hard cock. Placingit down on top of it making it press back flat against my body. ?Blow my heelthen, slave !? I moved my mouth up the heel shaft then back down sucking onit like a pro. Liz started to give me a boot job. On my much need to releasecock. Immediately I began to react to her stimulating boot movement. Groaningon to the heel in my mouth I sucked it in thrusts of in and out motion. Sheplaced her hand, to the back of my head locking her fingers around my hair,then pushing me deeper and deeper on to her heel. I nearly choked. She couldtell. Responding by speeding up the backwards and forwards movement from herboot sole pressing on to my cock. I heard laughter as my head was so brutallypushed on to and back from her heel. ?That's it, slave . Suck off my heel.Suck it good. Like the slut you are.? My cock couldn't take much more of herboot sole pulling my four-skin back and to so fast. I could feel my cum rising.I breathed deeply and sighed on to her heel. ?I'm going to cum.? The mumbledwords making no such sense with a mouth full of her heel. She speeds up hersole on my cock and the pace at which she fucked my mouth with her heel. Myballs let go at last erupting up sending my body off into a much-needed orgasm.My eyes closed. My back arched. My breathing stopped. Then blackness. The heelin my mouth stopped. ?You have cum already, slave . What a shame I wanted somemore fun with your body?? H er laugh brought me back. I opened my eyes; sheripped her heel from my mouth. I looked down to her boot pressing against mycock. I could see a little bit of cum shining up at me from around the edgesof her boot toe area. It had spread up from her sole. ?Now you have somethingto clean, slave .? She lifted the boot so the sole was directly in front ofme. Cum had covered the sole. Running every were filling up the groves to helpwith grip and trailing down to the arch before the heel. I speared no timebefore I licked out from the base of the heel arch dragging my tongue to theother end. I scooped as much cum as I could up. Then retraced my movement backto scoop up some more. ?Did you shoot much?? Liz voice interested yet at thesame time mocking. I looked to her opening my mouth wide and pushing my tongueout so she could see the cum smeared against it. ?Yes I see, good. Cary onlicking it up.? I continued licking deeper and deeper into the tread till allthe cum was licked up and eaten away. H er hand moved down parting her towelbetween her legs. I stopped and watched. Liz tilted her boot forwards so thetoe faced my mouth. She groaned I looked quick to her hand it had disappeareddeep up her towel and was moving around slightly. Opening my mouth wider Isucked her boot in. She pressed it in deeper then thrust it back and forwardsover and over again. I placed my tongue against the sole licking and pressingagainst the moving boot. My eyes jumped from her eyes gazing at me to her wideningand groaning mouth then to her legs and towel covered hand pleasing her self.She sped up as her back rigid tight. H er groans and sighs increased and hereyes glared on to me sucking her boot in and out of my tightly stretched mouth.Then her eyes shut and her hand stopped. She pressed her boot hard into mymouth and kept it there. I licked the under sole wildly as I watched her bodytwitch and jerk full from her orgasm. H er mouth locked in motion. Moved lettingout its releasing sigh. Liz's eyes opened and stared at me. Then her hand movedout from her towel. She her fingers covered in her dampness to my mouth I liftedback from her boot and licked her fingers then sucked them in. She pulled themback. I looked up to her. ?You won't be able to get a hard on for a bit, slave. Will you?? She was right I was very tried. ?Well you can go down on me then.? Her leg s w idened and she pulled up the white towel. I bent between her legsand licked out how Angel had taught me. Soon Liz was groaning again and herbody shock slightly every so often when I applied more pressure. H er rightleg moved and locked around and pressed down on to my naked back. Pressingme closer against her dampness. My mouth was covered by her juices, turningme on. I licked harder and faster my tongue not tiring from all the practicefrom licking boots. Liz's groans and sighs increased. Bucking and shaking againstmy mouth and tongue. Then she tightened and cried out in release. Both herlegs shoot round and tightened against my back pressing me harder against her. ?Don'tstop, slave . Don't!? H er cries to continue muffled in with cries her of ashattering orgasm. She settled a little her opened mouth closing for breathingmaking way for more new building groans. I continued licking, pleasing andtrying my best to please her as much as I could. H er legs around my back loosened,I carried on soon she had placed them back tighter this time as a second eruptingorgasm blast through her thoughts. ?Don't ever stop, This, I feel so. Good,great. Slave.? This time she shock more her mouth wider filled silent widewith not even breath escaping. Then the sigh and continued groans. She pushedmy face away hard my tongue still sticking out. Letting me know to stop. SurprisedI looked up. She was glowing with a beaming smile. ?That will do, slave . Ineed to get dressed come and help me.? She pushed the towel down over her legsthen stood. I pulled back and stood a s w ell. She walked to the door thenturned. ?Thanks. You're a good, slave .? I smiled back almost as much as shedid? She walked out I followed. ?I want something that will go with these boots.You can help me.? I looked to her black leather knee high boots. They lookedgreat with her standing there pulled tight high up her leg. ? H ow about aleather skirt?? I hoped, more than trying to ask and help her. ?No I don'tthink so tonight, slave . I'm having some friends over latter and well oneof my guests husband does like to leer and I don't want to encourage the Muppet.? Ilaughed at her use of thi s w ord it didn't seem to fit her. She laughed backthen smiled at me sweetly. What about these, which one. She had picked up ablack dress that was close fitting more than tight. You could wear it to workor out at night. Classy yet still sexy. ?No I don't think so. Go with the blackskirt and a shirt.? Liz put back the dress and kept hold of the long skirtthen moved over to her shirts. ?Which colour?? I looked to all the coloursand styles she had and that was a lot. ?White and something a little tightto show off your great figure, you can't be a total angel tonight?? Liz grabbeda white shirt then turned smiling. ?What like this?? ?Yes that is great. Doyou have a thick leather, black belt to place around your waist or somethinglike that gold chain you wore when Jane dropped me off? It will really standout? Thinking to my self that I watch too much day time television to knowall of this I walked over to Liz. She seemed happy with my help. And her cheeksstill glowed from me pleasing her just shortly. H er slim hand moved up andlong fingers brushed my cheek. ?You smell of me.? I looked shocked by her bluntness. ?Don'tworry, slave I like it. Now come on I need to get ready.? I walked after herthrough the door and back in to her room. She pointed to the left corner. Eventhe bedroom had a video camera in it. Just above the bed. ?I will enjoy watchingthe videos latter, After my guests have left. I especially can't wait to seeyou getting pumped with my strap-on by all these Women. What did you think,I wouldn't have them down stairs a s w ell?? I felt a little sick by all ofthis. ?I didn't think any thing, Mistress.? She laughed out then turned andwalked to the bed placing the clothes on top of the sheets. ?You can lick myboots more, while I put on my make up.? She skipped over to the tall mirrorand pulled out the stall from under the desk. H er make up was scrawled acrossin some kind of order I couldn't make out. But what I could see were all thedesigner labels sticking out. She had expensive taste. Liz sat down. Pushingher booted feet well under the desk. She turned to me. ?Well get on your kneesand lick my boots then, slave .? She pointed down to under the desk. I droppedto my knees and crawled over then stuck my head as far under the desk as Icould. Liz pulled her left tight black leather knee high boot back so I couldworship it while she prepared her face. I began a lavish worshipful lick downher enslaving kinky boot shaft. Liz seemed happy with my attention I was givingher booted foot and she continued to apply her make up. I made sure my licks w ere felt through the leather by licking down really hard. Every so oftenin between I kissed the boot. Liz lifted her foot so I could lick around thetoe point and suck it in easier. Then she placed it down. ?Come out, I'm done.? Icrawled out and looked up. ?Stand, slave .? I stood; Liz looked great, herlips shone from the pink lip-gloss and light smoky coloured eyes. A naturallook. ?Get my clothes from the bed.? I walked over and picked up the long blackskirt and white shirt. Liz bent and opened a draw next to her make up desk.She looked in then pulled out a simple looking white bra and matching briefs.She stood letting the towel drop to the stall. Then turned to face me. I lookedto her boobs. And felt my shaft harden. ? H and my the skirt. Then!? I blushed.While handing it to her. ?Sorry. Mistress.? She steeped into the white briefsand pulled them up. Then she snatched the skirt from my clutches and pulledit on. Making sure it was straight and hung well. She pulled the bra up placingthe front round her back 1 st then she did it up twisting it back round whendone. ?Shirt.? I handed the white shirt and watched intently as the fabrictook the shape of her body. She turned and looked in the mirror pulling this w ay and that way at her skirt, shirt then hair. Until happy. ? slave , getmy gold waist chain from that draw.? I could see from her reflection she meantthe draws near her bed. I walked over and opened the top one. I was surprisedby what I found. It was full of handcuffs, chains, scarves, and whips. ?Notthat one.? She had turned and was glaring at me. ?The one next to it.? I pushedthe draw shut fast and opened the one next to it. There it was the gold waistchain she was asking for. I reached in and grabbed it then turned and placedit in to her warm hand. Liz turned and undid the clasp on the back of the chain.Then she pulled it around her and did it up. Twisting the clasp to her back. ?Well!? Sheturned to me. ?You look great, Mistress.? She smiled. ?Come here.? I walkedover. Till I stood in front. She lent out and touched my hardened cock. ?Doesn'ttake long for this to get hard. Go back to that draw you opened 1 st and getout one of my strap-on's. They should be near the bottom.?

I turned and walked back and opened the 1 st draw again to peer in. Aftera bit of sorting through the various toys she had I found what I was askedfor. Under the long woven black leather whip lay the pink plastic strap-on?I reached in deeper and snatched for it. It was longer and slightly thickerthan the last one Liz had her guests had used on me. I placed the thick blackfabric straps in my hand and turned. Liz looked at it then with a devious smileshe looked to me. ?You will enjoy that, slave . Follow me down stairs.? Lizturned and walked out the door. I walked after her looking down to the floortrying not to think about what I had in my hand. Liz reached the stairs turnedand grinned, she looked menacing. ? H urry up slut!? She laughed then walkeddown the stairs. I walked down still with my head hung. When she reached theground her boot heels began to click with every stride she took. We walkedin to the kitchen then into the lounge. Liz went over far side and sat downon to a single chair. ?Kneel down in front, slave .? I walked over then bentin front of her. Once again I waited, right in front still naked, kneelingjust inches from her boots. But this time I had an object that would amuseLiz but humiliate me completely. ?Pass me, my strap-on, slave .? Liz' s w hisperechoed around as I handed it to her in dread of what was about to happen. Lizsnatched it from my shaking hands. ?What' s w rong are you afraid of me? Turnaround and show me your butt.? I turned and bending my back up a little soshe could look down on to my cheeks still red from hers and others smacks fromearlier. ?Pull your cheeks apart more, I can't see any thing. ?That's better,now just a little bit wider. Remember this is a little bigger from the oneyou took so well earlier for me, slave .? I pulled a s w ide as I could. Mybody began to shake. Not ready for what she was about to do. I heard the chaircreek as she pulled forwards. Then I felt a cold finger press to my hole. ?Lookat this cute little butt.? H er mocking eased no worries for me. I waited asshe pressed her finger harder against me. It pressed in. I groaned she laughed.I pulled my hands hard against my cheeks to try and open deeper to help andtry and ease the pain. She found this to be really funny. ?Stick your buttup higher. I can't be bothered to reach, slave !? I lowered my head more. Restingmy chin against her knee high black boots. I turned my face to the right alittle and was immediately hit by the intense aroma of strong leather. I lickedout hoping thi s w ould take my mind away from what was about to happen. Icouldn't reach. ?What are you trying to do down there, slave .? Liz had noticed.She pushed her finger in deeper ?Trying to lick your boots, Mistress.? I groanedout. Made weak by what she was doing to me. She said nothing but moved herright boot forwards just a bit. I pushed my open mouth against her booted toe,happy for the relief. Liz pulled her finger out fast. The sensation made megroan out, making her laugh. ?You squirm all you like, slave . I'm still goingto push this.? She prodded my exposed raised butt with the cold plastic strap-onthe fabric straps slapped against my cheeks. ?Up you!? She finished her sentence.I licked out with my tongue letting the leather fill my taste senses. ?I wouldwear the straps but I can't be bothered to get sweaty again. So I'm just goingto stick it up you then play with it a bit.? I shut my eyes. She pressed theplastic to my hole. It sent a shiver visibly down my back. ?Stay still or Islap you!? I froze. For some time Liz just rubbed and prised around, in andout my hole to loosen me. ?Relax or it will hurt, slave !? An order hard todo. When you're on the verge of been penetrated by a large plastic cock. Shepushed in hard more than half in one go must have entered. I nearly shriekedout. Stopped only by pressing my aching open mouth against her warm leatherboot. ?Stop your whimpering!? She puled it back to the rounded tip which sheleft still in me. I groaned out. ?You see you like it really, you little slut.? Isighed deeply as she thrust back in. My tongue limply licked across the leather.I felt weak from been taken so brutally by this strong Mistress. Liz soon builtup a rhythm. Using the straps rapped around her hand to thrust the base deepup and down stretching me wider apart. My breathing had increased only slowingto release savage grunts and groans. I couldn't lick out any more. My tonguelike the rest of me, in shock. Liz pushed up harder than before. But didn'tpull it back. Instead she just left it up me. I could feel her fingers tappingaway on the plastic at the base. ?Jane will be here very soon for you. Standup.? I went to move my hand to pull out the plastic shaft. Quickly Liz slappedit with some force. ?What you doing? I just said stand up, slave !? I wentto reply and she kicked her left boot to my naked back. I slumped back downthen slid to the floor. When I moved the sensation of the plastic shaft deepinside me made me groan. Using my hands to help me to my knees I bent up. Thestraps hanging down rested on the floor. Intensely Liz watched me as I triedto stand. When I fell a little she giggled enjoying my troubles a lot. On shaky,wide apart legs I surged up I had stood. ?Face me!? I moved round, the feelingof having it pressed so tightly up me sent tingles of pleasure and pain throughmy whole body. Open mouthed I sighed in front of her. ?Walk around a littlefor me.? I looked at her allowing my self-just a glimpse of the enjoyment thatcrossed her beaming face. Turning slowly I walked forwards resembling somethinglike a penguin with my restricted walk. ?Stop. Push it back up!? Liz had noticedunfortunately that the shaft had slipped a little while I moved. To my vastdiscomfort I bent my right arm round and with my own hand pushed it back up.Till it hurt too much. ?Come on keep walking around, push it back up if itfalls back down again!? I paraded around for some time only slowing to insertthe shaft back up. Liz enjoyed watching me groan with nearly every steep Iwas taking. H er fun was stopped by the sound of the doorbell ringing downfrom the hall. ?Looks like Jane's here. Get the door, slave .? I walked tothe door leading to the hall. I was tempted to pull out the shaft on the way;thinking been naked on answering the door was enough humiliation. But I realisedfrom earlier Liz was not afraid of publicly punishing me for not obeying herstrict orders. As I walked down the hall I heard the sound of heels clickingon the hard floor behind me. ?Come on, slave . H urry up, you don't want tokeep her waiting all day, do you?? Yes I did, wa s w hat I wanted to say, butonly a groan caused from the shaft escaped my panting mouth. I reached theintercom next to the door. I pressed, ? H ello, how may I help you.? I letgo and waited, the intercom speaker buzzed with static. ?It's Jane. Time foryou to come home. Let me in, slave .? I turned to Liz. I was still belongedto her till Jane had me. ?Let her in then, slave .? She smiled at me. I turnedto open the door feeling Liz's hand rap around the base of the shaft that stilllay up me. She twisted it round as I unlocked the door. I shut my eyes andlet out a sigh. Opening again I could see that Jane had opted on bringing myold car. Just to annoy me I imagined. She drove up fast pulling to a holt suddenlyjust out side the door. Sending a spray of gravel flying. Not to the amusementof Liz. Jane looked out of the car window she noticed my nakedness then turnedand smiled in a knowing way to Liz. Liz laughed forgetting to my annoyancethe spewed up gravel drive way. The car door opened. I looked down to the groundjust behind the open door ready to see what foot wear Jane had on. A red leathershaft lifted up at the back by a chunky tall black heel. Steeped down fromthe car. I looked to Jane's face. She had noticed me staring to her boots.She laughed out. ? H ow was he, Liz?? Liz now standing a little to my side.In front of the open door. ?Great. My guests and I had lots of fun with him.Please why don't you come in, it's cold out side.? Liz shivered then smiledto Jane. Jane jumped out of the car completely stood round then turned andlocked the door. The sound of gravel from under her boots increased as shereached the door. ?I bet the slave is cold.? Liz laughed out. ?Please comein.? Jane walked in and turned to me. ?You better not been any trouble foryour Mistress, slave ?? I looked away and down to her boots. ?No, Mistress.I don't think I was any trouble?? I stared deeper in to Jane's boots. Red leatherwhat looked like ankle boots stuck out from under her black tight jeans? Shehad changed since she dropped me off earlier. The contrast from the black tothe red was quite mesmerising. I looked on in a near trance. The shaft runningup from the rounded toe area was smooth untouched by creases even around theankles? The boot s w ere new and the leather soft. ?No he behaved really well.? WhatLiz and Jane talked about meant nothing to me now. I let my eyes drift backdown her boots to the toe then under. A short platform sole of about 2? raisedthe boots from the ground. Jane's left boot raised at the tip. Resting on herheel. I watched in delight as she placed the front sole back to the groundrepeating the process a few times. ?Well then, slave ?? I looked up startled,Liz had left and only Jane stood looking at me. ?Well then are you going tokiss my boots, you know the normal greeting I taught you to do. On my arrival,slave .? I dropped to the floor forgetting about the strap-on still up me.It pushed deep, making me cry out with groans and sighs. ?Don't tell me gettingon your knees in front of me, now turns you on a s w ell?? Out of breath Isaid nothing. ?Not yet Jane, Look at his cute butt.? My head whipped roundto Liz standing at the top of the stairs clutching on to my clothe s w ithone hand while the other draped over the banister. She started to walk downas I turned back to Jane's boots. I bent to lick in turn making my butt stickup and out. ?Why does he have straps hanging from his butt?? I lowed my faceright to her boot shafts till the smell washed up and crashed into my senses.Opening my mouth over the left boot shaft. And unable to control my actionsI licked out spreading my tongue across her smooth leather boot. ?I placeda strap-on up him. I was using it earlier in front of my guests and it amusedme. So when they left I pushed it back. Any way I thought you might like tosee?? Liz was now standing behind me. ?Can't that hurt him?? I jumped feelingsomething applying more pressure to the shaft up me. I turned. ?No it justmakes the little whore groan when he moves.? Liz smiled down at me. She waspushing the strap-on harder into me with the tip of her left kinky black kneehigh boot. ?Carry on licking my boots, you little butt fucked slut.? I bentback round to Jane's red leather boots. And continued to lick her left leathershaft. Jane laughed and Liz joined in. When I had licked her left boot fromthe top that I could see just bellow her jeans to the toe tip that I lickedso carefully around. I moved on to her right boot. The sudden pain that shotup my body from my butt made me lick out hard on to Jane's boot. Letting outa groan with my mouth pressed tightly against her boot shaft. Silva ran frommy mouth and down her boot. ?That really gets him moving doesn't it?? Liz lookedaway from her boot that was still pressing against the shaft. ?Like I saidI thought you would like it.? Jane pulled her boot away from my mouth. I lookedup ?Don't drool over them, slave . Lick your spit up now!? I lowed back downand began to lick clean again. ?Sorry, Mistress.? I mumbled not to well asI licked the spit from the red leather boot. ?I'm sorry to do this but I haveguests arriving any minute.? Jane took the hint. ?That will do, slave . Standup and get dressed, now!? I licked across the shaft one more time then kissedand stood up slowly, trying not to think about the sensations moving throughmy body caused from the plastic shaft. ?Turn so you have your back to me, slave.? I turned round and faced Liz. ?That's good now bend over a little.? Jane'shand slid down my back till it reached my stretched hole still filled tightlywith the shaft. Jane locked her long fingers around the straps that hung bellow;She tugged slightly, causing me to groan out into Liz face. Liz looked backtaunting me by blowing kisses. Jane pulled it back to the tip, causing a quiverof pleasure to run through my body. Then slowly she pushed it right back up.Faint sighs and moans escaped from my open mouth making my tongue fall limp,hung motionless over my bottom damp lip. In one fast hard move Jane snatchedthe strap-on from out of my aching hole. My leg s w ent limp and I shut myeyes. Quickly I regained control of my tired body. I opened my eyes. ?Put yourclothes back on were leaving.? I stood from my bent position reaching for theclothes Liz offered to me. I turned to Jane she looked down her sight lockingto my hard cock that stood solid. H er hand lifted and her long finger nailsbrushed the length of my hard shaft. ?You really have become a whore haven'tyou, slave ?? I looked to her with the embarrassment visibly present on myface. ?Yes, Mistress.? My reply weak. ?Just hurry up and get dressed, slave!? I placed on my clothes managing to nearly fall over while pulling up mytrousers. ?Be careful, slave .? Jane seemed stressed, I knew I was in for itwhen she had me alone. When I was fully dressed Jane ordered me to go waitin the car while she just spoke to Liz, for a few minutes. I turned to Lizbent and kissed her black leather knee boots on the toe areas. Then I stoodshe smiled. ?You will be seeing a lot more of me soon. But till then bye, slave.? I smiled back she was stunning and how ever cruel she treated me I was happyto serve her. Jane pushed me to the door. ?Go and wait like I told you!? Iturned fast opening the door I walked out. ? slave , you will need the keys?? Iturned back to Jane in time to see her chucking the keys in to my direction.I lunged to catch, missing by just inches. ?You clumsy fool. Pick them up!? Ibent down and scooped the key s w hich used to me mine in to my right hand.Then stood bowed my head to Jane turned and walked round to the passenger side.Unlocked and got in. The car door shut to the expensive heavy sounding thudI had come to expect from my old car. Locked tightly in the warm cockpit Istretched back and out onto the leather racing bucket seat. I turned to thedriver' s w indow. Jane and Liz seemed happy. From what I could make out throughthe dark tinted window. I stretched the day's adventures having their tollon my body. Closing my eyes I drifted off. The drivers slamming woke me up. ?Don'tgo to sleep unless you are ordered to from now on!? I shuck my self-together ?Sorry,Mistress.? I splurged out. Jane started the car. ?Liz has given you a present.She said that you behaved so well today she will let you keep that strap-onyou had in when I arrived. To keep you stretched and all. I looked down tothe shelf under the steering wheel on Jane's side nothing my eyes drifted backto my side expecting to see it hanging out from my shelf. I looked back toJane with a puzzled look on my face. She laughed then looked down to the drinksholder that stuck out from the central car column next to the stereo. I followedher gaze. And there it was half sticking out from the holder. I looked downon to the pink plastic shaft and shuddered. I felt repulsed yet at the sametime deeply turned on. The car lunged forwards then with a whole steering wheellock turned to the right Jane span the car round. I looked out of my window.Liz stood at the door. She smiled then waved good bye I looked down to herkinky knee boots aching for them. She slightly raised her booted foot at thefront resting on the back heel. Taping it back down a s w e drove away. I lookedback to Jane; I let my eyes drift down her body to the start of her legs. Ilooked on round and down till I could see her red leather platform boots pressingin and out on the car peddles. Noticing with her every down push on the pedalslight creases lined across between the toe and shaft area. ?That's it, slave. Long to lick my leather boots.? Jane's voice filled with mock and eroticism. ?Openyour fly and pull your cock out, slave .? My left hand slid to my trousers.Unzipping my fly then pulling my hardening cock out. Unaware for any one thatmight see in while waiting at traffic lights. I stared on, taking in the eroticsight of her red boots flexing and pumping away. ?Think about how good youwould feel, slave as your big cock releases all it's sticky white cum overmy red leather knee boots.? H er last two words ran through my mind. I thoughtthey were just kinky platform ankle boots. We came to a stop. I looked outthe window; we had reached the lights just before town. Lucky for me no onestood out side looking in. Jane's hand moved from the gearstick steeling myattention. I followed her hand till it reached just above her knee. She snatchedat the black jeans getting hold of a good amount to leaver her jeans back.My eyes dropped to her boot as the left jean raised my hart beat sped up. Thelong red leather shaft slowly appeared. The lights changed. Jane pulled herleft jean back down covering most of the boot. But it was to late I knew whatwas behind and under her jeans now. My mind raced as the car pulled away andinto town. ?Now you know what my boots look like, think about shooting yourcum all over them, then watching as your white sticky cum drips down my bootstill it pools near the toe area. Were you can lick it off my boot s w hileI watch you.? In between turning then pulling away from a junction, Jane lookeddown and let out a faint laugh. ?I'm sorry, slave . I forgot all this talkabout licking leather knee high boots, releasing and splattering all over theleather shaft s w ith hot white cum. Really turns you on. Well I have no intentionof leting you release in my presensce tonight so you can forget about thatright now, slave !? My cock twitched in desperation, Jane stroked up and downthe hard shaft lightly with her red long fingernails, every time we stoppedat lights. More to tease and frustrate than please. I looked away and out mywindow. To painful now to look to her sexy boots now I knew she would not letme release my load. ?Don't sulk, slave . I am sorry that I taunted you aboutmy boots, knowing I wasn't going to let you shoot over them tonight. To behonest I imagine you have cum a lot today already, you must be tired. Am Iright?? What was she up to, I thought as I answered her. ?Yes, Mistress I havebeen made to cum a lot to day, and I am very tired.? I looked down My cock'sstiffness had loosened a little. Soon it would be limp again. ?I thought asmuch!? Jane changed up a gear and her boots moved on the pedals ?And I liketo see a lot of cum, spurting from your rock hard cock, just before it splashesdown on to my kinky leather boots.? My cock twitched then hardened again. Stickingstrait up and out of my opened fly. Jane placed the car into 4 th then droppedher soft hand to my cock and squeezed before placing back to the gear stick.She changed down a gear. At least her speed had calmed. ?The best bit for methough is just after you have covered my boots in warm cum and it begins torun down the shaft and fill up the leather creases and groves then cover them.I look down to you so naked with cock still hard. Ordering you to lick andscoop out all what you have shoot on to my boots. Pressing your tongue so hardinto the folds of leather and sucking then eating the cum. Till my boots. Leatherkinky boots shine. From your boot licking service.? Jane's hand fell to mycock. She laughed when she felt it was solid. And so turned on that her touchmade pre cum glisten around my cock head. ?You're nearly home, slave .? Shelet go of my cock. Pulling into the road that leads off mine. Round the bendand up the hill. This journey done nearly every day. ?Put you cock away thendo your fly up.? Jane pulled into my road. Slowing when near the house. Sheturned on to the drive, applying the brakes softly for a change. We parked.Jane turned to me. ?Angel will be back latter. Let your self in, H ere arethe keys. Then get some food ready to cook for your Mistres s w hen she arriveshome. I don't know when that will be? I have to go off now and do some smalljobs to do. Don't forget your present from Liz. I will enjoy using that tomorrowwhen I come over.? She laughed as I opened the door and bent to get out. ?Yourforgetting some thing again, aren't you slave ? I looked to her, what did shemean. H er hand moved down a finger opening from the clenched fist pointingto her red boots. ?Sorry, Mistress.? I lent over ready to bend my body roundand down. ?Don't be stupid, slave . You can't do it from that position. Getout of the car walk around to my door and wait!? looking away as I climbedout. Glad that I planted these evergreen trees four years ago. They had reallygrown well covering the front drive from any nosing on Neighbours. Shuttingthe door I began to walk around the front of the car. Jane's eyes locked tome the whole way. H er door slid open. I moved to it. She pushed it wide. Imoved in between the opened door and the car.

Jane pulled her right boot from the accelerator were it was resting. I bentdown pushing my back to the open door. I lent in and down further. Till mylips could touch on to the red leather. I kissed down making sure Jane couldfeel my worshipping kiss through the leather. As I pulled away my tongue flickedout and across, tasting the soft leather underneath. ?Lean over and kiss myother, slave .? The right boot slid back to the accelerator while her leftpulled back and lifted off the car mat a little to help me reach. I still hadto lean in far, but my kissing lips soon tasted her boot. This time I lickedfor as long as I could. Managing to get as far as the platform toed edge, thenright back and up the leather shaft. As I pulled away. I noticed the leathertaste lingering in my mouth; already I was desperate again to lick her bootsclean. ?Go in side, slave . And prepare Angel's dinner.? I pulled away frommy crouched position. I stood up and started to walk to the house. The cardoor slammed shut. I turned back. The car began to reverse. I turned back. ?Stop.Come here. Now!? I turned back. Jane in a near screech was calling me over,wildly. I ran to see what was troubling her. I peered in to the now open carwindow. ?You forgot this, slave . Bye.? H er hand holding the big plastic strap-on.Let go. It fell to the floor. Jane reversed back and off the drive. I bentto pick up the plastic cock. The car swung round. I took hold of the fabricstraps looking up at Jane. She looked back, I stood, and she drove off. Myneighbour from across the road, Stood at the edge of his drive, watering hisflowers. Well pretending to water them, really standing on tip toes so he couldsee over and into my garden. I looked to him. H is bored old grumbling facelooked back. I smiled then raised the one finger to him. ?Well I never!? Echoedacross the road as he stormed off to tell his suffering Wife what riff raffnow live in the street. I turned. Tired yet happy in fact laughing for the1 st time that day. I walked. All most skipped up the drive and to the door.Placing Jane's key in the lock. I turned and pushed the door open. I turnedone last time and looked up into the white turning grey cloudy ski. Looks like rain, I thought as I turned back and walked in.

The hall looked dark and felt cold. I placed my hand to the wall and slidit up till it touched the light switch. Switching it on and waiting as theenergy saving bulbs flickered then slowly brightened. I walked along the halltill I came to the facing wall that housed the switches to the stairs and landing.I clicked them on. The house light up. Now to sort the heating. Turning tomy right. I opened the door that led into the dinning room. I walked throughin to the kitchen, Shivering on entry. And thinking, why didn't I set the timerfor the boiler before I went out? Tempted to open the fridge and eat all thatit contained. But remembering the punishment I would receive if found out stoppedmy thoughts. I walked on passed the fridge and around the table that stuckout right to the middle of the room. Then to the boiler hung on the far rightside wall. I lent over to see the timer closely. Not set at all. Turning thedial so it would start now, but not knowing when Angel would be back I setit to run on for six more hours. With the heating set I walked back to thehall and to the lounge. I opened the door. Noticing the sound of the radiatorscoming to life in the room. I walked across the thick carpet turning on allthe sidelights as I went. Until I reached the settee. Were I fall deep in toit. And then deep in to sleep.

I woke annoyed by light that shone through the window. ?Morning.? I turnedstartled by a voice I couldn't picture. ?Who are you?? I asked startled. ?Oneof Angel's friends. I have heard all about you?? Laughter filled the room.I felt like my head was pounding. As I tried to look her up and down. Darklong hair with some natural blond hints came down each side of her sleek prettyface. She was aged about 35 to 40. Attractively pleasing. I would say she wasshort about 5ft something. Maybe even shorter. But it was hard to see withher sitting down opposite me. I looked to her top. A knitted black jumper nottight but still showing little hints of a good body underneath. The grey trousersshe wore to complement looked smart yet still sexy. Then I looked lower. Boots.Black, matt leather. That looked like ankle boots. But you can never be thatsure when worn with trousers. I looked on closer. ?Angel said you had bootfetish. You can keep staring if you like?? I looked to her. She smiled at me;my face lit up partly from embarrassment and partly from the warmth I feltin her return. I looked back, knowing she knew what I was gazing at. Stitchingran up the middle of the boots. From the black leather toe are to right upand under wear I couldn't see. I started think about how it would feel as Iran my tongue up and over it. The boot s w ere smart and sexy. The soles flatwith the back just raised by, small kitten heels about an inch in height stickingout from the back of her boots. ?Cute aren't they.? She tapped her boots togetherindicating they were what she was talking about. ?Yes. Mistress.? I whisperedout not wanting to steel my sight from them. ?Come over here.? H er voice seemedsweet and quite. I bent my legs round dropping them to the floor. They feltstiff. I moved to stand. ?No crawl over on your hands and knees.? Surpriseda little by her order. I bent to my knees and began to crawl. She clapped outseeming happy by my act. I moved to look up and she her clearer. ?Keep youreyes to my cute boots.? I placed my head back down. And looked to the blackleather coming clearer as I crawled closer to her. As I reached her she crossedher legs. With her left leg draped over her right made her left ankle boothang in the air. About face level with my crouching position. I crawled rightup. I could smell the leather from her boot. As I looked down right on to thesmooth surface. Just inches from my lips. She bobbed her foot up and down makingthe leather boot toe just clip my jaw slightly with every up move. ?So youlike boots then?? I inhaled deeply; letting the leather sent just inches frommy nose. Fill me again. Causing me to nearly drool. ?Yes, Mistress. I loveleather boots.? Embarrassed I admitted openly to her. ?Angel employed me lastweek to work as her new PR. Any way last night I wa s w orking late and overheard Angel chatting with Sally. When I asked her about what I thought shehad said. She told me all. I was shocked at 1 st but after some wine chattingand laughter with them both I just had to see you. Angel said to take the dayoff and to keep you company. She thought you would need a rest after yesterday?? Shelaughed. ? H as Angel told you every thing?? I pleaded more than asked hopingshe hadn't. ?Every thing, slave !? She lifted her boot up again and softlybrushed the toe against my chin.

?So would you like to lick my boots, slave ?? H er softly spoken voice mademe feel weak from desire. ?Yes.? I panted out, feeling my cock harden at thesame time pushing against my trousers. ?Take your clothes off.? Again her softnear whisper voice had a direct approach that demanded respect. I pulled mytop off, folding it neatly and placing it to one side. Then I slid to my sideso I could unfasten and pull down my trousers. Placing them neat and next tomy top. My socks I wiped off. Dropping them on top of my growing clothes pile.I kneeled back to my original position, inches from her raised boot. H er leftboot moved uncrossing her legs then placing her boot back the ground. But insteadshe rested the sole lightly on top of the visible bulge pressing against myboxer shorts. She tapped my covered cock; my mouth released a groan. ?You willneed to take these off a s w ell?? tapping my cock again. Letting me know shemeant to take off my boxers. I slid back then rapidly filled by a sexual lustyanked down my boxer shorts and slid them off. Not caring were they landed.I moved back. Shuddering in desire as I felt her cold boot sole press downonto my hard cock shaft. Bending it back a little against my warm body.

?So tell me all about what you got up to yesterday, slave ?? H er boot stillpressing against my shaft slid down seductively then slid back. I groan liftedfrom my lips as I moved to look at her. ?Mistress Jane dropped me off in themorning at Mistress Liz's house.? I looked to her lips. Dark red lipstick glisteningfrom just been licked in a sultry fashion. H er boot pressed hard against mycock. The sudden force sending shivers of shock through my body. ?I know allthis. Angel told me. But what she didn't know and what I want to know i s what did you do, while you were there?? I looked back up to her dark eyes. ?Doyou want to know every thing, Mistress?? She pressed down hard again. Thistime using the cute kitten heel to affect by pushing it hard into my rightball. I flinched. ?Yes, slave . Now go on.? As I started telling her the pressureof the small heel lifted slightly. I noticed her mouth loosen eventually it-hungopen in amazement, by what I told her. ?Do you like to lick cum from leatherboots, slave ?? She finally asked. A smile slowly creeping across her prettyface. I gazed deep in to these dark eyes of hers. Wondering if I should answer. ?Yes,Mistress. I enjoy licking cum from Lady's boots.? H er face light up by theanimation of her laughter. H er right hand lifted and came to rest on my cheek.She squeezed in a caring way. ?You really are under Angles thumb aren't you?But then who am I to complain.? H er reply more a statement than a questionthat she wanted me to answer. I looked down enjoying the way light from theopen window glimmered across the side of her right black ankle boot. She stoopedlaughing, noticing me staring at her boots she slid my cock between them, thenbegan to stimulate my hardened shaft. ?So, slave . If I let you cum all overmy boots. Then let you lick them clean. What will you do for me?? I lookedback surprised by what she asked. ?I am a slave . I will do any thing you askme too.? She smiled back. ?Good answer.? H er boots moved up my shaft clampingmy cock in the middle tightly. I groaned out loud. My enjoyment amusing hermore. She slid her boots back down. The sensation of the warming soft leathermaking me shiver and twitch in delight. She moved her look from my face anddown to the cock between her expensive black leather ankle boots. She gazeddeeper wants noticing the pre-cum escaping from the cock and sliding on toher boots and down the insides. The sight in a way was erotic. Even thoughshe had never thought of any thing like this before. The pace at which shethrust her boots up and down against his cock increased causing more pre-cumto glisten as it slid down the black leather further. She felt her self dampen.As sigh quietly slid from her lips. The slave to busy close to orgasm to notice.H er right the one she had just minutes ago stroked hi s w arm face with. Slidand rested between her tight grey trousers. She knew he could smell her fromwere he was but he seemed to take little notice of her even when her hand beganto press down and release in time with her boots sliding up and down his veryhard cock. ?I'm going to cum, in a minute, Mistress. Please can I cum?? Noway she thought he even asked permission to shoot. ?Not yet, slave .? H ervoice as near a pant as the slave on his knees naked in front of her. She wasenjoying the pre-cum that was beginning to build up on her boots. And wantedto see him release. But not just yet as her hand as rhythmic as before presseddown between her legs. Causing a second groan to escape her dark red lipsticklips. I need to cum; the pressure that she was causing to build in side ofme with her boot s w as becoming nearly too much. The leather as regular asclock work shafted up my cock then back down. Slight pain was caused each time,but the sexual enjoyment felt from those soft cute kitten heeled black ankleboots made me forget everything very fast.

?Please let my cum, Mistress.? I mumbled. ?No!? H er reply hard unlike hervoice at all. I looked up open-mouthed panting as a sigh released from my mouth.She panted back. Sweat beginning to form against her forehead any natural blondstreaks near the front of her face now dark. Matted with perspiration tangledand sticking to her hot face. A groan coming from both our open mouths. H ereyes slid shut closing on me. I looked down her breast and nipples pressingagainst black knitted jumper. Lower I looked her arm snaked around her lapwith hand and ringed finger pushing and needing against her inner thighs. ?Godown on me, salve.? H er boots stopped moving. My cock ready to explode longedafter these last few thrusts from her giving kitten heel boots. H er eyelidsshoot open. Near blazing down in to mine. H er hand lifting then unbucklingthe thick black leather belt and gold buckle sliding it back then rapidly yankingthe zip of her trousers down. ?Pull them off. Now, slave .? My sight and handslooking down to her boots and the trousers. I didn't want to pull her bootsoff to take her trousers down. ?Pull them over my boots.? She read my mind.My hands rushed to the bottom of her grey trousers. Garbing at the slight flaresand yanking them down in a passion I knew she felt a s w ell. The small kittenheels didn't snag against the inside of the trousers. I placed them in a heapon top of my clothes. While turning back I lent forwards moving my head betweenher warm thighs and my face against her very damp pussy. My boot licking tongueslid out and up. Causing her to squirm and press hard against my face. I lickedtill she was bucking and groaning against my tongue, then kept my rhythm constanttill she increased in volume. Then I speed up slowly licking harder and faster.H er dampness smearing against my face till I smelt of her. Deeply I inhaledher sent sending my cock back to its solid hardness. She jolted, I nearly hadher. H er body tensed hands rushing to the back of my head, her fingers gripingand twisting at my hair. Sweat running down her body till it reached her thighs.The taste. My hardness. H er boots and heels digging in to my legs. Groansheavy panting from above. Twitching like from little electric increasing. Thenher body solid. Gripped hand to my hair frozen in a movement. H er open mouthsilent. Chest not moving. Then groan and rapid breathing, she is back. I flickmy tongue, she twitches. H er hands grip loosens and she pulls me away. ?Thatwill do.? H eavily she pants out. A glow to her face new caused by me. I smileshe beams back. ?I see Angel has taught you well, slave .? I laugh a little.For the 1 st time in ages. I look down to her boots, now hurting my legs asshe still is pressing down against them hard. Noticing my look. She lifts releasingthe pressure. Leaving the pattern of the soles and heels pressed into my whitelegs for me to look at.

?You need a shower, slave . Go and wash, dress then come back down stairs.? Ilooked up at her form my kneeling position. A look of desperation crossed myface. She looked down to my cock. H ard and twitching before H er. I stoodher gaze still on my shaft now level with my standing to her face. She movedforward till her mouth nearly touched my cock. I could feel her warm breathincrease as she gazed further along my shaft. H er warmth beginning to makeme shudder from sexual wants. H er lips, dark red opened. The lipstick gavea glimmer in movement like freshly licked. Intense I looked down on to herdark hair then closer and closer to her mouth that could make me shudder andclimax so quickly. H er tongue pink soft moved out slowly seductively. Tillit reached my slightly exposed cock head. I longed to feel the dampness. Andwarmth of her mouth around my hard shaft. Then her tongue flicked across anddown pressing so tightly against my solid aching cock. I shuddered, nearlyreleasing from her one move. She pulled back, looked up and gazed into my face. ?Doyou want to cum for me, slave ?? The look on my face should have told her. ?Yes,desperately. Mistress. Please let me cum.? H er right arm moved till her handwas in reaching distance of my hard cock. H er finger s w arm. Wrapped aroundstroking and teasing. Till I groaned out. She let go. ?Go and wash and don'ttouch your cock. That's for my amusement. slave .? I turned knowing there wasno point in trying plead. With a cock that ached and balls so desperate torelease I walked out. As I got out of sight I looked down. Still hard. I movedto touch it, but stopped remembering my place. I walked up stairs to the landingthen in to the bathroom. The room was cold. Angel had left the window opento help clear the steam. I shuddered. Leaning in to the shower cubical I hopedthat there was still some warm water left. Turning the tap to hot I was pleasantlysurprised to feel the 1 st jets of warm water crashing down from above. I turnedand walked to the wash basin putt the plug in and filled half way with steamrising hot water. Toping up the last with cold. I shaved then fondled out behindfor a face towel finding it I pulled it back rubbing it across my smooth shavenface. I placed it back then walked to the shower and jumped in. The water wasto hot. A surprise I would have longed for last shower. Quickly turning thedial to blue. Relief as the water-cooled. I washed my hair with some of Angel'sfruit shampoo. I smelt good. Then my body some sport shower gel. Not so good.But masculine. As I turned the tap off a last jet of water always freezingcold- shoot out making me jump. I ran to my towel and shivered into it. I rubbedmy neck, hair back then legs dry. Trying not to knock the hardness that stillstood. And ached to be relived. Dry I turned and walked out. Voices from downstairs echoed up. The Lady waiting for me down stairs I recognised but shewas talking to some one else asking a question? The reply. H it me like a bolt.Jane was here. I ran to the bedroom. And pulled on the clothes Angel had puta side for me. Tight black trousers. With a zip fastening. For quicker access.One of Jane's ideas. And a tight white T-shirt. No socks and no boxers. I seethat now I was not allowed underwear. I moved to the door and then stairs.Jane's laugh was echoing up to be followed by the other Lady's. I walked down.A little afraid. ?Morning, slave .? I walked over to Jane. ?Morning, Mistress.? Ikneeled in front of her boots. Today she wa s w earing her black leather Anklepointy boots. With four inch black stiletto heels. That tapered to shiny chromeheel tips. The boots could hurt you a lot. I bent lower and kissed the leathercovered toe area of her right boot. ?They are a little dirty, slave . So theywill need a real licking today. I looked to the sides, Splashes of dried mudshot up from the sole splattering right up to leather shafts. I crawled roundand began to lick. The other Mistress laughed. ? H e can clean mine after yours?? Ilicked across the leather boot from the toe to the start of the rise beforethe heel arch. The mud crusted and fell off. Most parts in to my mouth. ?Youmissed a bit.? I looked up. Jane was pointing to near the front. ?I'm goingto a meeting, make them shine!? I bent back and pressed my tongue hard againstthe warm leather. Dragging it around the boot. The leather tasted good. Andsmelt wonderful. My cock hardened pressing tightly against the black fabricof my trousers. I licked up the shaft. The ankles had slight creases aroundthem wear the leather had softened with age. The mud now cleaned away fromthe sides. Only licking to shine.

?Now lick the other boot, slave .?

I crawled round and lowed again to a position that made them both laugh. Lickingform the side I cleaned all the mud splats from her left boot. ?Are you touchingyour self?? In shock I looked down between my legs. I was stroking the bulgebetween my leg s w ith out even releasing. ?Sorry, Mistress.? I splurged out. ? How dare you, touch our cock. With out been told." I licked her boot harderhoping to calm Jane's anger. ? H ave you been milked today, slave .? Sexualfrustration ran through my body. ?No, Mistress.? She laughed. ?Good so youwill have a lot to lick up in a bit.? The other Lady giggled slight. ?I can'tbelieve you make him eat his own cum?? I licked up Mistress Jane's boot shaft. ? He makes the mess, so he should clean it up.? They laughed. H er heel I knewwhat to do. Placing my head underneath she lowed. I closed my mouth aroundthe black long thin heel and sucked it in. The metal tip felt cold againstmy cleaning tongue. She puled it up then thrust it back down deep in to mysucking slut mouth. I choked a little, She yanked it out. ?My other heel.? Crawlingback round then placing my mouth under her right heel. She lowed it and I suckedit off till it shone. Jane pulled it out. But kept her sole in the air. I lookedup. The black underneath was covered in mud. I licked up a bit unsure. Shepulled her boot sole back dragging it a long my tongue. Then pushed it backtill I my lick had reached the whole length. I rolled out from under her sole. ?Isit clean already, slave ?? She sounded surprised. ?Yes, Mistress.? She smileddown. ?You're getting better, slave . Now lick the other sole.? H er left bootraised I rolled under. She placed it down hard against my tongue then whippedit along and across till licked clean. I rolled out then crawled to the frontof the boots. Keeping my head down in respect for this Domineering Lady. Her left boot raised up. Balancing on her stiletto heel. I moved my open mouthto her toe, greedily sucking the leather pointy boot in to my mouth. It feltgood slurping away pressing my tongue hard to under sole. The sent and tasteof leather all around me. ?Quit a sucking whore isn't he?? Jane asked. ?Yes.? Theother Mistress. Replied surprised by the sight but also enjoying the submissionof the male. ?I would like to see him suck off a male. But Angel doesn't likethe idea.? I felt sick. Jane really did want to degrade me. ?That would befunny. Especially if you got a really well hung man.? Jane laughed. ?I willtalk Angel round. But you might be able to speed up the process. Seems shehas taken a shine to you.? My sucking on her boot slowed down to try and hearwhat they were saying. ?Now the other.? Jane pulled her boot toe from my mouth.I moved round to the left one. And sucked it in. ?I know some men that areclean and would pay good money to have him suck them off. And like you saidit would be fun to watch him do it.? The leather nearly choked me again asJane pushed the boot in deeper to enforce the fun at seeing me suck. Droolran from my mouth and smeared across and down her boot. ?Lick that up now!slave .? She pulled the toe from my mouth. Causing a sucking sound to fillthe air. My mouth still open moved to were she placed her boot down with athud. I sucked across the top. Collecting all of my spit from her boot. Shekicked me away. I rolled over. ?Stand up.? I stood. Their eyes dropped to thehardness pressing against my trousers. ?Please take a seat, over there.? Janepointed to the soft chair in the corner of the room. I didn't need to lookup to know she didn't mean me. The other Lady walked over. I leather chaircreaked as she sat down. ?Crawl to her boots, slave .? I moved over. My legskneeling legs positioned in front of her black leather kitten heeled ankleboot. I gazed down enjoying the leather. ?Kiss my boot, slave .? H er orderin that soft voice sent desire to course through my solid shaft. I bent andkissed the leather so soft to my lips. Then raised and bent in a bow like movementto her other boot letting my lips linger slight on the leather toe area. Feelingit flex underneath as her toes pressed up. I sighed out. Feeling my breathingincrease. ?Lick them, slave . Lick them clean.? My mouth opened as my tongueslid out and licked across the smooth shaft. ?But they are clean. Wouldn'tyou like to have something on your boots for him to lick?? She giggled. Weall knew what Jane meant. ?Good idea. Pull your cock out and jerk it off overmy boots. Till you cum all over them, slave !? What she said made me shudderand groan out loud. My hardness hurting behind it's tight restraint. My fingersshoot down and unzipped my trousers. My cock aching shoot out. Both Mistress.Eyes looked down locked to the hard twitching shaft.

I began to touch my aching cock in front of this Mistress cute little kittenheeled black boots. I didn't bother looking up for I knew she would be lookingwith Jane to my hand busy shafting away on my near ready to explode cock. ?Makesure you spray all over her boots, slave !? The sound of Jane ordering me inthat authority tone and the word boots echoing around my mind as I shaftedback and forwards my near orgasm just increasing my groans and audibly rapidbreathing. Soon my back was arching along with my leg muscles tightening. Iwas used to been milked rapidly on a daily basis's this short spell away frommy regular routine was enough to gain a large build up. And Jane knew thisas she teased and denied me yesterday. Keeping me on the edge of no returnthen laughing as I begged to be aloud to cum and release my sexual frustrationover her boots only to lick it back up. Now was my time. As I looked deep onto the black leather. Knowing that soon I was to lick my cum from the smoothwarm surface and to suck those toe points in then the best to lick and worshipthe cute kitten heels. I wondered if she would laugh as I licked clean whatI shoot for her. Or would she want to touch her self right were I had gonedown on and made her groan from delight.

?Cum for us, slave . Shoot all over the black boots.? I shuddered the soundof Jane's voice commanding me to submission. The look of the black chic boots.The heels so cute. My mind raced along with the urge to release the pressurethat had risen so tensely. Running through my body ruining my concentration.A new shudder took my body, shutting my eyes as my hand rushed up and downmy hard shaft desperate to help expel my desire. I opened and looked back downthe boots greeted me once again. As sighs of intense sexual want and breathsuncontrolled released. Jane moved I looked round she had bent forwards andmoved to my left side. She was looking down on to my cock which was a nearblur from the continues rapid thrusts from my right hand. I looked up brakingmy vision of boots, black leather, Jane. Then to the Women, who I was aboutto release over. She looked down now to my face. Smiling at my vague lost look,that only purest desire can cause. I felt the rise. H eat filled from my releasingballs. At last, my face raced back down to what I was going to explode over. ?That'sit, slave over my boots. Cover them.? The voice soft. The last thing I heardas my eyes shut and spasms rocked through from my tight muscled legs to myback then up. Breathing stopped as the world closed down for seconds that shouldand wanted to last for hours. My hand slowed eyes loosened their grip fromthe now post orgasm that was leaving a shuddering mind. Sound's of laughterwa s w hat awakened my senses. Eyes opening wide looking right up into theseated Mistress's. H umour filled her face making soft looks twist to a moresinister look. She had felt power and was now taken. I turned away and foundJane. H er laughter suddenly stopped. The look of control unnerved me but heldlocking onto me at the same time. Slowly her mouth opened. The Mistres s went silent. She too locked onto Jane. Lips covered in red sticky gloss partedwider, then a tongue so pink came out and slid round her bottom lip makingthe before gloss glimmer even more. ? slave .? She whispered as I gazed longingto feel that tongue that so seductively showed it's self to me. ?Are you ready,slave . To lick her boots clean.? Again Jane' s w hispers sending growing desiredown to my spent shaft. I came round braking the control she had gained overme. The seated Mistress laughed once again. The thought of this young man grovellingat her cum covered black ankle boots amused more than aroused her. But shehad to admit finding a small amount of sexual enjoyment from his intriguingsubmissiveness. I looked to the boots. The glistening cum stood out from theblackness of the leather. I was shocked by the amount I had expelled. I felthand touch my left shoulder, Jane's. ?Now slave be a good boy and lick theboots clean.? The seated Mistress laughter turning to a near giggle. H er middleaged seemed younger now with the naked boy here for her pleasure. I bent. Alleyes locked to me. Jane still holding my shoulder pushing me down faster. Tillmy face touched the leather, feeling the cum smear on to my warm face justbefore, the sent of leather and cum mixing filled my lungs.

I licked the cum away from the shafts till I reached the soft black leatherunderneath. Then opening my mouth wider and allowing long kisses to form werebefore I had licked so worshipfully. Lowing my head more to gain access tothe sides I found parts around the lower shafts on the out side of her leftboot were some cum had trickled down. I continued to lick away following thenatural flow of now cooling male seed. Once I reached the grove round the baseof the boot were the sole connects. I licked in trying my hardest to push deepinto the slight grove. The boot lifted up my eager tongue raised to keep connected.Laughter from above caused by my desperate action untouched my desire to tastethe warmed leather so sweet. Licking on till reaching the pointed toe thentaking it deep into my open mouth. This Mistress so new to power soon foundher place, by pushing harder deep into my sucking mouth. Then pulling the bootback but not out. Soon she was mimicking an act oral using the boot a s w ayto humiliate and belittle to the delight of the watching Jane. ? H e reallyis a little sucking whore!? The boot crashed harder back into my mouth as theMistress laughed at Jane's mocking tones. The boot ripped from my mouth. Ilooked up in shock my mouth still wide open making me look desperate and stupid. ?Mysoles need a shine, slave .? The voice of the seated Mistress still soft butfilled now with a confidence that before was absent. I puled back twistingmy body till I lay under the left raised kitten heeled ankle boot. She pusheddown and hard on to my face. As though she had little care about hurting me.I opened my mouth while feeling a little afraid. Soon she was rubbing the soleup and down my against my warm tongue with out a care in the world for theslave under her. Voice from above drifting in and out from my lower position.They were chatting about nothing of any importance. After what seemed likeages to me the boot lifted with sole clean. To be replaced by the right bootblack sole. Once again I need not to move my mouth with H er opting insteadto sway the boot sole over my tongue using it simply as a cleaning tool. ?Lickthe heel.? The order from who I don't know made me change my position. Backto a kneeling stance. The Mistress placed the boot high up till the sole facedme. I bent a little so I could reach the small cute heel. Not enough to suckin but plenty to lick round. The smooth plastic heel shaft felt cold to myever increasing moving tongue.

?That will do, slave stand up!? I looked up. The seated Mistress had grownbored of my servitude. Feeling a little deflated as though I had let her downI stood as asked. H er gaze never on my face stayed locked to my cock. Nowbeginning to harden again. H er sight not helping to hide my embarrassment. ?Getready slave , your going shopping!? I turned fast to Jane. She mentioned shopping.I could tell from her leer I wasn't going to enjoy this. My mind raced backto the shoe shop. Followed by a smile creeping on my face. Maybe it wouldn'tbe that bad? I bent over to reach my trousers that were still wrapped aroundmy legs I pulled them up zipping away my spent cock. The seated Mistress nowunable to see my shaft stood happy from the show. She looked down to her shiningboots twisting the left ankle round gracefully to observe in more detail. ?Youhave done a nice job on my kinky boots, slave ? The sound of her saying boots w as enough now to start a growing stiffness between my legs. Jane lookeddown noticing the affect her soft voice had on me. ?Come on we don't have time,slave go to the front door and wait for us.? Jane laughed out her voice filledwith amusement as much as dominance. When I reached the door I turned backjust before walking through trying to catch a glimpse of my superiors. Thewere talking to busy to notice me gazing at there faces longing to kiss thesessoft lips. Desperate to feel normal again in a way even though I felt sexuallyenhanced like never before. My eyes drifted down to there bodies moving withbreath. Jane's chest so full tightly bound behind a suit made for work. I longedto see them released. To feel to be able to function as a male. ?So you willlook after him till Angel phones you?? Jane's voice snapped out of my trance. ?Yesthat's fine like I said early I want to take him shopping.? I looked to theother Mistress. H er face had lost it's sexual grin and returned to soft trustfullooking. ?Buying any thing nice?? Jane was grinning as she spoke. I lookedback and waited for a reply interested in were I was being taken. ?A slaveneeds a whip. Angel asked me to get one for him!? Both looked round directlyto me still perching around the door almost spying on them. ?I said wait atthe front door, slave !? was all Jane could manage before laughing. I turnedand moved to the front door very fast, annoyed with myself for hearing whatI did. I waited by the door in pure silence thinking back to the pain I hadfelt in the office from a whip on the day of en slave ment. While staring atthe carpet in my dream world I had not noticed them both walking up next tome. Startled by the sudden realisation of not been alone I jumped. ?Your infor a big a shock once I whip you, slave . Now open the door!? Jane was right,I knew she would whip me till I cried no more. In fact I bet she couldn't waittill she felt leather bound handle in her right sweaty palm posed ready toswipe against my slave flesh. ?The door, slave !? Jane's voice full of angermade me jump back to my duty. I turned snatching at the metal handle pullingit down till the door jolted then moved slightly open. I pulled wide holdingit as Jane and the other Mistress stepped out. The sound of heel s w alkingdown the drive took over all over sounds I might of heard. I walked out pullingthe door shut behind me. The turned to lock the door. Giving it a small pushjust to check before happy. The sound of a car starting behind made me turn.Jane was driving off. She looked to me then turned as she moved from my sight. ? Hurry up, slave we haven't all day?? I turned to the Mistress in ownership ofme today. ?Sorry. I just thought?? She turned and looked back to me from hercar. ?You don't think, you do!? She opened the door to her small red mass producedhatch back and got in. She was right. I looked at her as I walked to her carparked badly at the bottom of the drive. H er smile one of knowing she hadsomething new in her life pleased all the same. I smiled back. ?So are yougetting in?? Like I had an option. I thought as I pulled the handle that feltlike it wanted to brake and listened in horror as the door with rust at thebase squeaked the swung open. I looked down to the cloth worn seat coveredwith cigarette burns and disregarded cartons. ?Don't mind the mess, in factyou can tidy my car up latter, slave .? H er smile beaming again as I climbedin to a car that felt like it should be destroyed or already had been?

?Nice car?? I turned and said as I pushed empty cartons and drink cans tothe floor. She laughed. ?Like I said, slave you can clean my car and wash itlater.? Just what I alway s w anted from life, to tend cars that needed puttingout of their misery. I thought, as I finally found a place to sit or shouldI say sink into. But the battered seat with slight staining was comfortable.Making a pleasant change from my worn knees. Pulling my belt on half expectingit to snap then pushing the vanity/shade back up and away from blocking myview, I was ready. H er thin arm moved down with fingers finding the key. Thecar started how I imagined. As in just. After some splutters and bangs fromthe back that I didn't want to ask about the car eventually settled on an erratichum. I turned to look at her face; embarrassment of the car was not presentin fact her smile had not shunned at all. She was happy in a way that couldmake any one happy. ?I hope Angel's paying you alright?? She turned and lookedto me surprise and question covering the happiness briefly. ?I just meant thecar?? I waved my hand around in attempt to show the car. She just looked atme still in question. Then her face broke. ?I get you! The car, Just my 1 stcar that's all. I'm attached to the old beast. I can't bring my self to replaceit.? H er smile beamed back but now a little glow of embarrassment formingto her high cheeks. ?Sentimental not a trait I connected to the PR trade?? Her hand slid to the gear stick the other entwined around the sport steeringwheel. ?I'm Female don't be deceived.? H er mock held power not to be laughedat more enjoyed. I smiled feeling a little worried. Then remembering what wewere shopping for feeling afraid. ?Lets go.? H er hand griped with a tensionthat could hurt around the metal leather covered gear stick she ripped it backthe sound of gears crunching maybe not enough clutch or just worn. The carcreaked. H er fingers locking with the steering wheel turning slightly whitefrom the presser. H and brake off. She turned to look out the mud splatteredback window. Then the car moved. Once reversed into the road she turned oureyes locking for seconds before looking out front. H and slid down. Smoothcontrolled change the car jerked a little then a creak from the back. We wereoff. I looked down to my floor mat taking in the litter. Cartons of food takeaway Chinese manly mixed with large milkshake strawberry drinks empty onlya trace of pink lining lingering. Cigarette boxes. A light designer smoke ofAmerican origin gold and white tempting packaging amid at the young or thetrendy female. Small champagne bottles. I laughed at this. These were the typethat real cool bars served. Were you would see attractive models slurping abottle with a straw. Never would you expect to find empties rolling aroundon the floor of a battered old car. The car slowed ?Which way do you think?? Ilooked up a s w e pulled up. ?I don't know were your going?? It amazes me sometimeshow quickly a face can change in appearance. Thi s w as one of them. ?Veryfunny, you fucking slut. I want to go to town. I'm new round here. Now helpme?? I was taken back by the speed of her anger. ?Sorry, you have to take the1st exit from the roundabout your about to come up to. Then drive till yousee signs for the city.? A smile formed to her face were an apology shouldhave come, but she knew I need none. And this made her more happy. We droveoff followed by the creaks and splutters I had forgotten about. I looked backto the floor to see what treasures I could find. The sound of a lighter clickingmade me jolt back looking up. H er left-hand fingers locked around an expensivethin gold lighter. A cigarette hung from her mouth the filter I could see alreadysmeared in a rich ring of red lipstick. H er hand raised the flick then flameshe moved in but still watching the road then light. Lungs pulling her chesttight brought in. Then back a long line of continue s w hite grey smoke poredfrom her open tight mouth. She turned noticing me gazing. The last drags ofthe 1 st exhale still emitting hitting me bang on in my face. I breathed inthen choked. As always a smile found her face. Then she turned ?1 st exit fromthe roundabout?? I looked forward. ?Yes, then follow the signs.? The car pulledI lent to the right going with the natural force of gravity a s w e moved intothe roundabout, too fast. And then into the wrong lane. She indicated pulingback fast right into the left lane, cutting up perfectly a family saloon withcaravan in tow. I laughed to the sound of car horns been blasted. I smiledat to her. She laughed. Then we turned off. My body now been forced to theleft. I looked back at her. Noticing really for the 1 st time her body positionas she drove. She looked like a nutter. H ow I never noticed this before Idon't know. H er back was forwards and far from the seat both hands lockedto the wheel her face almost at the window. Cigarette hanging from her mouth.Gearshifts forced to a crunch then a jolt as she fired off the clutch to fast.And speed. The car shouldn't go this fast. But in-between all of this unnervingsight was her looks. And the fact that she looked like she really enjoyed driving.The signs for the city came up on the side of the road stealing my attentionaway from her. In between over taking, swerving, gear-changes and horns beenblasted soon we arrived at the turn off. The city could now bee seen on thehorizon. A journey taken many times but always a new experience felt by meas the tall towers and shopping complexes came into view. Angel's casino wasthe far. Nestled neatly in-between clubs and bars. The entertainment streetsa distance away from town joined by back roads filled at night by taxis andtrendy cars. People lining the pavements dressed up and ready for an adventure.It had been some time since I had enjoyed this area. We drove through in silence.In till. ?The shop I want is by Angel's. She told me about it and wanted meto take you.? Ok I thought. The shops at this end of town consisted of newsagentsand a few adult book shops. And I bet not one stocked a book. ?Right then Ineed some directions. It's off broad street. Angel said it's next to were youpark some times, she said you would know.? I did. Then I thought the only shopsdown there were really seedy. ?Right take the next left then drive down tothe bottom.? She pulled over to the left lane luckily empty then swerved tightlyinto the narrow alley with cars parked on both sides.