1. The Church of the Chosen--Part 1


    Date: 12/13/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Oral Sex, Slavery, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    crawled all the way back to the kitchen where I stood, washed my hands, and made two sandwiches. Denise ate hers at the table. I ate mine on the floor. That was also part of the protocol. Later that afternoon after practicing again the things I had learned in my lesson she fastened me to the bed with leather straps I hadn’t noticed earlier. She brought out a cane from the closet. “I’m giving you nine, Sean--five as training, two for your comments about Mistress Ethel, and two for losing your notebook. Feel free to scream.” She lit into me. For an amateur she was remarkably effective. Two minutes later my butt burned with pain. I burned with humiliation. I lay there as she applied ice to my tortured cheeks. “How often do you masturbate?” I knew I had to answer truthfully. “Probably two or three times a week, Mistress Denise.” “From now on you will come to me when you feel the need. Obviously, you cannot do it in that cage. I may or may not give you permission and I may or may not assist you. That will depend on your conduct.” She left me bound on the bed to absorb the humiliation and pain and to rest, returning a while later with a short note that she put under my head—I AM SO SORRY! I LOVE YOU FOR GOING THRU THIS. I kissed her hand and cried. I bawled like a baby. I made dinner once she had released me. After eating, again on the floor, I cleaned the kitchen and prepared Mistress for her bath. Once again she had me eat her pussy as the water was drawn. It was about half way ...
    full when the doorbell rang. Of course I went naked to answer. I stood there in shock as I gazed at my boss, Special Agent-in-Charge Ted Lyons. What shocked me most was the collar around his neck; he was also a submissive. “How are you doing, Sean? Having a tough first day?” “Yes, sir—I’m having a few difficulties adjusting. I’ve been punished three times and shocked twice. I didn’t know you lived in Chosen.” “Yeah…been here three years; I had a really tough time at first, but it gets easier as you move forward. A life of submission can be very rewarding. Incidentally, don’t call me ‘sir’ here. Submissives are never called anything dominant or respectful. Just call me Ted.” “Okay, Ted what brings you here. I’m sorry, but I’m just about to bathe my Mistress.” “That’s okay--I just wanted to drop off this ankle holster. You’re going to need it to comply with regulations.” “Thanks, sir…er, Ted. Sorry.” “No problem; don’t let me keep you from your Mistress. I don’t want to be the cause of a punishment. Good luck with the rest of your training.” He shook my hand and walked out the door. I ran back to my Mistress, apologizing profusely for the delay. She was already in the tub. I washed her glorious body as my cock ached in its cage. Denise smirked when she saw it. She stayed in character as a domineering wife, playing with my balls and fingering my ass to increase my torment. Once she was dried she told me to shower and come into the bedroom crawling to service her. “This will be ...
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