I received yesterday this story from another boy, he dreams about serving 24/7. It is a very nice story, I edited some parts and included MDD as the main character...
This is the story:
Here I am, naked, with my leather collar on my neck, on all fours behind the door waiting for MDD to come back home after Her Saturday night out. Her orders are clear: She wants me waiting for Her this way when She comes back home, no matter what time it is or how early I have to wake up the next morning. She wants me to tribute Her as soon as She gets in, kiss Her shoes and then help Her removing them and bring Her slippers, which I have to keep always warm and perfectly clean.
I love Her immensely and I consider serving Her an honor, I wonder if She feels something for me...at times I find myself scared at the thought She only keeps me because I am useful. I have known Her for awhile, after a few months of serving Her with passion She ordered me to move into Her house which of course I did, and since then I have become Her 24/7 slave. I have in fact to work outside to help sustain Her household. Since then my life has completely been dedicated to Her service and pleasure. Today for example I woke up at 5 am, cleaned all the house, cleaned all Her shoes, got Her breakfast ready and then run to work.
I love Her immensely and I consider serving Her an honor, I wonder if She feels something for me...at times I find myself scared at the thought She only keeps me because I am useful. I have known Her for awhile, after a few months of serving Her with passion She ordered me to move into Her house which of course I did, and since then I have become Her 24/7 slave. I have in fact to work outside to help sustain Her household. Since then my life has completely been dedicated to Her service and pleasure. Today for example I woke up at 5 am, cleaned all the house, cleaned all Her shoes, got Her breakfast ready and then run to work.
When I got back home, at 7 pm She was already out, in the house there was the usual mess, I then put anything in order and then got the dinner ready. I made my best to make it as tasty as possible as I know She loves to find a tasty, abundant dinner when She comes back home, especially when She goes out with Her girlfriends, also Priestesses at the Haus of Matriarchy.
She is so sexy and beautiful, the only thought of Her gives me pleasure, but She never has complete sex with me, She says I am not able to satisfy Her but at times, when She is in a good mood She let me lick Her feet, which I love so much: Her feet have the sweetest flavor I ever tasted. As soon as I think to Her feet I get hot, but then the chastity device I have to wear all the time prevents me from having an erection.
My frustration is replaced by the joy as I hear her footsteps from behind the door, I get ready to greet Her properly. Here She opens the door, steps inside without even looking at me.
She is so sexy and beautiful, the only thought of Her gives me pleasure, but She never has complete sex with me, She says I am not able to satisfy Her but at times, when She is in a good mood She let me lick Her feet, which I love so much: Her feet have the sweetest flavor I ever tasted. As soon as I think to Her feet I get hot, but then the chastity device I have to wear all the time prevents me from having an erection.
My frustration is replaced by the joy as I hear her footsteps from behind the door, I get ready to greet Her properly. Here She opens the door, steps inside without even looking at me.
“Greetings Master Dyme” – I whisper as I prostrate at Her feet and kiss Her shoes with all my devotion and love – “I hope You had a nice time”
She not even replies me, then I take Her shoes off and Help Her to wear Her slippers, I get up on my knees and help Her to take Her coat off. I look at Her: She is the most beautiful Woman I have ever seen, Her long hair, porcelain legs, Her curves, all in her talks about Femininity and shows Her absolute superiority.
She is heading to the kitchen, She expects to find a warm tasty dinner, I start feeling nervous. I know I did my very best and I know I can cook quite well, but She is very demanding and never tolerates the least fault.
- “Serve me My dinner!” She orders as She sits to the table.
I go to the oven and extract the meal, I show Her the dishes.
- “Uhm… Lasagna, meat and mushroom cream… looks tasty, go ahead worm”
I bow deferentially and start serving Her the dinner. I stay kneeling at her feet and try to serve Her as the best waiter, trying not to do the least mistake: the punishment would be very hard, I know.
Last punishment, my ass is still sore from the last beating: 30 strokes from the cane for a few drops of wine flipped on the floor. I had problems in sitting down for two days and at work I had to use a pillow. But She is my Master and I love Her with all my heart.
She eats the dinner without paying attention to me, as She is busy messaging on the cellular with – I guess – Her Girlfriends. When She is done eating tells me “not bad slut” and throws a piece of meat on the floor. I run at it and eat it straight from the floor as I am starving.
Starving, I can’t eat nothing that does not come from Her and usually She feeds me only at night, it is 1:30 am and I am really hungry now, luckily there is water in the bowl for me to drink because I am thirsty.
She stands up and heads to the coach in the living room, I start cleaning up but I hear Her voice calling me:
- “Come here slut”
I crawl next to Her and bow my head, She places Her feet on a table and I notice they are dirty from walking bare feet at home.
- “You know, that I went to the gym and I was working out wearing My sneakers with no socks on, I worked out for 2 hours, it was fantastic but My feet are sweaty and dirty, luckily there is you to clean it up”
She nods and I get close to Her feet and start licking them clean.
- “Make sure you swallow it all foot slut”
I don’t really like to swallow dirt but She loves it, and little by little I got used to it. I lick Her feet clean and get very excited. The frustration coming from having my thing restrained gets harder.
- “You are getting hot, uh?”
I nod.
- “How long have you been denied this time?”
- “Two weeks my adored Master”
- “Uhm, you did a good job with my dinner… but… nah, I will deny you one more week, go ahead slut, I have not all night.”
I get myself licking Her clean again and a tear of frustration drops out. She looks at me with a wicked smile, grasps my ear and forces me closer to Her feet, I lick Her feet as good as I can, shoving my tongue deeper and licking and sucking Her toes. She shakes Her body and has an orgasm, then She pushes me back, and leans backwards:
- “Get the bowl and wash my feet” I go to the bathroom, get the bowl, fill it with warm water and come back to my Master, kneel down and start to wash Her feet.
Her feet, the object of my deepest veneration, I am so thankful She lets me take care of them, maybe it was the beauty of Her feet to make me wish to became Her slave at first, now I couldn’t imagine myself without serving Her. I finish washing Her feet and dry them with my hair and put Her sleepers on. She stands and heads to the bedroom, then stops and turns to me:
- “You served Me well tonight, you may eat My leftovers and drink My feet wash water”
- “Thank You my adored Master, have a good night” – I say as She fades in the corridor.
I devour Her leftovers and drink all Her feet wash water before starving, clean the kitchen and the living room up and head to my spot on the ground to have some sleep, I glance at the clock: it is 3 am and tomorrow I will have to wake up at 6 am to finish Her laundry and have Her breakfast ready. Life as a 24/7 slave is not easy...
She not even replies me, then I take Her shoes off and Help Her to wear Her slippers, I get up on my knees and help Her to take Her coat off. I look at Her: She is the most beautiful Woman I have ever seen, Her long hair, porcelain legs, Her curves, all in her talks about Femininity and shows Her absolute superiority.
She is heading to the kitchen, She expects to find a warm tasty dinner, I start feeling nervous. I know I did my very best and I know I can cook quite well, but She is very demanding and never tolerates the least fault.
- “Serve me My dinner!” She orders as She sits to the table.
I go to the oven and extract the meal, I show Her the dishes.
- “Uhm… Lasagna, meat and mushroom cream… looks tasty, go ahead worm”
I bow deferentially and start serving Her the dinner. I stay kneeling at her feet and try to serve Her as the best waiter, trying not to do the least mistake: the punishment would be very hard, I know.
Last punishment, my ass is still sore from the last beating: 30 strokes from the cane for a few drops of wine flipped on the floor. I had problems in sitting down for two days and at work I had to use a pillow. But She is my Master and I love Her with all my heart.
She eats the dinner without paying attention to me, as She is busy messaging on the cellular with – I guess – Her Girlfriends. When She is done eating tells me “not bad slut” and throws a piece of meat on the floor. I run at it and eat it straight from the floor as I am starving.
Starving, I can’t eat nothing that does not come from Her and usually She feeds me only at night, it is 1:30 am and I am really hungry now, luckily there is water in the bowl for me to drink because I am thirsty.
She stands up and heads to the coach in the living room, I start cleaning up but I hear Her voice calling me:
- “Come here slut”
I crawl next to Her and bow my head, She places Her feet on a table and I notice they are dirty from walking bare feet at home.
- “You know, that I went to the gym and I was working out wearing My sneakers with no socks on, I worked out for 2 hours, it was fantastic but My feet are sweaty and dirty, luckily there is you to clean it up”
She nods and I get close to Her feet and start licking them clean.
- “Make sure you swallow it all foot slut”
I don’t really like to swallow dirt but She loves it, and little by little I got used to it. I lick Her feet clean and get very excited. The frustration coming from having my thing restrained gets harder.
- “You are getting hot, uh?”
I nod.
- “How long have you been denied this time?”
- “Two weeks my adored Master”
- “Uhm, you did a good job with my dinner… but… nah, I will deny you one more week, go ahead slut, I have not all night.”
I get myself licking Her clean again and a tear of frustration drops out. She looks at me with a wicked smile, grasps my ear and forces me closer to Her feet, I lick Her feet as good as I can, shoving my tongue deeper and licking and sucking Her toes. She shakes Her body and has an orgasm, then She pushes me back, and leans backwards:
- “Get the bowl and wash my feet” I go to the bathroom, get the bowl, fill it with warm water and come back to my Master, kneel down and start to wash Her feet.
Her feet, the object of my deepest veneration, I am so thankful She lets me take care of them, maybe it was the beauty of Her feet to make me wish to became Her slave at first, now I couldn’t imagine myself without serving Her. I finish washing Her feet and dry them with my hair and put Her sleepers on. She stands and heads to the bedroom, then stops and turns to me:
- “You served Me well tonight, you may eat My leftovers and drink My feet wash water”
- “Thank You my adored Master, have a good night” – I say as She fades in the corridor.
I devour Her leftovers and drink all Her feet wash water before starving, clean the kitchen and the living room up and head to my spot on the ground to have some sleep, I glance at the clock: it is 3 am and tomorrow I will have to wake up at 6 am to finish Her laundry and have Her breakfast ready. Life as a 24/7 slave is not easy...
Tomorrow, I know it is Sunday, but I will have to work doing chores anyways: I not even dare to imagine what would happen if my Master found me sleeping when She is awake!
Thanks to nickserf who inspired this story!
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