Helen’s slave. Part 12

December 20th, 2008

Now the slave has to learn how to lick and suck the toes of her mistress, he has to know how to do it right to please her, after that she’s gonna show him various strap-on collection and they sure gonna get inside his ass…

Helen gave me her hand playfully. I wanted to show her how grateful I was for letting me out and glad to see my Mistress again after such a long absence. It was intolerable to sit in this dark and narrow room…

I kissed her hand several times and demonstrated how happy I was. I felt so thankful to her at that moment that even now I have no words to describe it…

- Ok, slave. Let’s have some tea, – she said.

She had already changed for light casual clothes and looked calm. The walk benefited her, as it seemed to me her cheeks turned a bit pink…

We started to drink tea… green tea… I don’t like it but I couldn’t refuse… I realized that the more she knew me, my tastes and habits, the more she would control me. She would do everything the wrong way round having fun about it and forcing me to get used to her and her habits and preferences. Concerning even such a trivial thing as tea I felt she was controlling me. And when I felt discomfort she would feel only pleasure…

I couldn’t think of anything to comfort myself at that moment, just tried to convince myself that green tea was useful. It was tart and tasteless in comparison to my favorite coffee. However, it would be quite silly to refuse the tea my Mistress offered me.

It was getting dark outside. Gradually lights appeared in many windows, they were like lightning bugs in darkness. Everything was calming down and the hectic day was almost over. Only a few cars and people were in the streets of the city now. The city almost stopped breathing and turned into an accumulation of millions of lights of bright colors. Our window was just one among many others.

We were drinking tea being in no hurry, and talking about everything in the world. Helen asked me something, then I told her stories… However, this was not a conversation of two people of equal status. I didn’t forget even for a second that this girl was my Mistress who was used to feel her power over me, who gave me orders. I couldn’t relax and cross my legs like she did. Of course I was sitting down like a real slave before her but I knew I had to consider her superiority not to provoke her discontent.

My back was erect, legs a bit parted, hands on the table with no elbows beside. I couldn’t allow myself to look into her eyes for a long time, and gave her just short glances. I didn’t fist my eyes on certain parts of her body as it would seem unethical from me for I was just a slave…

During our tea drinking the telephone rang. And then something interesting happened. I just raised my head, looked questioningly into her eyes and wanted to ask as usual if I could take the receiver but at this moment somehow I felt she gave me her consent and approved my actions.
She said nothing and did nothing, only looked into my eyes. But subconsciously I felt she agreed.

I rose quickly and moved to the phone. “This is what’s called to take the hint” I thought. It was pleasant to realize it was happening to me…

When my Mistress got the receiver and understood who was calling she gestured to me and I realized I had to disappear. I bowed and left the kitchen.
“My Lady wants to talk quietly” I told myself though I was so much curious about who was calling. I don’t really know why I was so curious about everything connected to my Mistress. Of course I couldn’t ask anything but she was nice telling me something about her life. And she had told me she had gone skiing with her friend.

“Now I will have to guess who she is talking to.” My Lady’s personal life was a taboo for me but my man’s curiosity haunted me.

This day was very unusual for me. We had had dinner and tea together, then she had left me in the darkness. And I knew it wasn’t over yet. Of course my Mistress wanted to have some fun in the evening and I was the best candidate for that. The worst thing was uncertainty. Helen could use thousands of various techniques to entertain and satisfy herself. I never knew what she was up to…

Soon we resumed our tea drinking. The girl was looking at her slave like a snake at a rabbit, like a predator at a prey. She was in no hurry anticipating future pleasures. She liked that. Her heart was pounding telling her she would have a hot night…

- I guess, I better go, – Helen stood up and left the kitchen gracefully.

I rose either seeing her off. Then I finished my tea and washed-up quickly.

I didn’t like the green tea I had to drink here and felt how much I missed my favorite coffee…
Having cleaned everything up I moved to my Mistress’s room.

When I entered the room I saw her lying on the bed stretching her legs in a relaxed manner. I was on the point of sitting down beside her feet on the floor when I heard her saying:

- Massage my feet and ankles, slave…

- Yes, my Mistress, – I said, thinking that I would like to have a rest too.

To feel tensed up all the time was very tiring indeed. And seeing the girl leading normal life while I had always to do something for her was rather difficult…

A show was on TV at the moment but I didn’t have time to think about it. I sat comfortably at her feet in the way she could watch TV. Of course after a busy day and skiing she would enjoy massage…

I had no experience in it and felt worried that she could probably dislike it. And I had an idea in my mind that tormented me all the time, not-stop… that I might do something she didn’t like and she would punish me furiously…

At first I was listening to the show while working on the girl’s feet but gradually concentrated on my Mistress’s ankles so much that I forgot about the TV as it was more important for me at that moment.

Helen was watching the program and gave me glances from time to time. She didn’t feel kind or compassionate to her slave who was so tactful and obedient. On the contrary she felt unlimited power over him and wanted even to emphasize it, to make her slave do everything she wished, to make him feel pain and discomfort. “It’s just the beginning for you, you’ll know how hot our evenings can be” Helen thought. She was looking forward to the evening…
- You’re so unskillful, slave, the girl pronounced calmly.

I even shrank feeling some warning from these words and her lazy intonation. I could feel this girl and understood that today she wouldn’t be so kind to me. Those three hours in the toilet would probably seem nice to me…

- Sorry, my Lady, I’m doing my best… but I have no experience at all… – I made an attempt to justify myself.

To tell you the truth I had never massaged women’s feet before and was unsure of what was pleasant and relaxed them better. I even felt some regret that I hadn’t trained to do it well before.

- It cannot be an excuse… 10 lashes for you… – She said calmly and pitilessly.

It was said just to frighten me as she didn’t want to lash me right now.

The show was interrupted by some ads and the girl looked at her slave.

- Yes, my Mistress, sorry… – I uttered feeling a bit hurt. It was unfair but my Lady was always right and I could do nothing about it.

- Ok, now get busy with my feet. They should shine! – Helen said and watched her slave to begin carrying out her order.

I looked at her feet. I can’t say I felt very happy about licking someone’s feet but I had to obey.
Lowering my head I approached my lips to her feet and started to cover them with light kisses…

Helen decided to frighten her slave a bit. She liked seeing how his condition changed when she demonstrated her discontent. Having observed her slave’s action for some time she said condescendingly:

- You have no inspiration, slave! I cannot see your diligence! These are your Lady’s feet! Your mouth should fondle each toe thoroughly!

- Yes, of course, my Mistress, – I said.

- Ok, let’s begin from the big toe. Take it into your mouth, suck it sweetly as if it is a candy. Then you can turn to another one. And this way all toes must be sucked! After that you’ll get down with the other foot. Is it clear, slave???

- I understand, my Lady, sorry… – I agreed quickly.

A few seconds later her big toe of the right foot was in my mouth. I fondled it tenderly and even sucked a bit.

The girl watched me for a couple of minutes more, when she saw he was doing well she switched her attention to the program.

Several minutes later each toe of her both feet was sucked a few times, they were all clean. Licking her little toes was the most difficult but being afraid of provoking my Mistress’s discontent I coped with them either.

It was late at night and that was Helen’s favorite time for having fun. The girl was thinking about ways of amusing herself with her slave being aware she had no limitation in it. She was sure she would fuck him but hadn’t decided which way to do that. She liked it and considered right to develop his narrow hole as much as possible…

The Mistress gave a deep sigh anticipating the moment when she would pierce him with her strap-on. She envisioned him moaning under her… These sensations were the best for her.

- Do you enjoy licking my feet, slave? – Helen asked with a smile.

- Yes, my Lady, – I replied quickly, – that’s great honor for me!

- Of course! – The girl grinned. – Come on, continue…
While the show was on I was licking her toes. It was really exhausting. I had to work with my tongue and lips a lot but I couldn’t refuse this pleasure to my Lady who was sprawling on the sofa… She was my Mistress whose orders and wishes I had no right to discuss or resist.

When the program was over I didn’t know whether I could feel happy or… I tried to guess what mood she was in…

When she told me to have an enema and I understood what he was going to do…

- I’ll fuck you furiously, slave, – Helen said merrily, even delightfully. – Your nice butt should remember about hard strap-ons I have.

Waiting for being fucked was not the most enjoyable thing in my life. I looked at my Lady, she was going to put on one of those horrible dildos and ram my ass… Oh…

- It’s a great honor for you to be fucked in the way I do it with you! – Helen added. – You should understand that, slave. I can drill into you when I want that. And I don’t care whether you want it or not. My girl must be ready to allow her little butt for me at any time. And I don’t like the expression on your face, slave!..

- Of course, my Lady… – I pronounced gloomily.

The girl was amusing herself, she knew her slave didn’t enjoy the last time either morally or physically…

- How is my narrow hole doing? – Helen asked smiling. – Did you miss my little friend?

The girl was obviously getting excited. She was waiting for that moment when she would thrust inside and control everything and he would moan under her.

Fucking another person, a man, was very pleasant for her and she was looking forward to those terrific moments… Helen was choosing a strap-on for a long time thinking about advantages and disadvantages of each one. She stopped at a smooth bright instrument. It was not fat but it was long.

“We’ll work on his depth; he should be able to take in longer things in… It would be interesting to impale him on it and see him helpless…”

Looking at her toys Helen decided to diversify her game a bit…

She was ready to start for she couldn’t wait any more. The girl was enjoying watching her slave’s surprise. She put a blindfold on him, tied up the hands making him even more helpless…

“It’s all right, no resistance or questions…” the Mistress noted.

The girl felt how terrified and submissive her slave was, how fast his small heart was beating. He was mesmerized by her power and wasn’t able to ask why she was doing all that.

Absolute power, submissiveness and obedience were what Helen wanted from another person.
Soon her slave was lying in front of her blindfolded and deprived of any ability to move…

“Very nice!” the girl thought and began putting on the strap-on. “I could let him suck it first because he should suck better. But that’s Ok, next time maybe” she decided.

When the strap-on was on her, Helen felt a hot wave went through her. She hadn’t felt anything of this kind for a long time. It was like she was going to fuck this inexperienced guy for the first time.

The tied-up slave was lying before her. He was a SLAVE, her slave. She realized she could do anything to him – hurt, please, ignore, use him… No limits… He was in her power, he was her POSSESSION. Opportunity to rule over a person intoxicated her. She was sure he would obey her all the time. Now he was hers, he belonged to her. And if he belonged to her she wouldn’t let him go even for a second, she would deprive him of the opportunity to breathe free air. He didn’t know yet who she was and what she could do to him.

“Silly slave, – the girl thought. – I will change your vision of this world… You became a living toy in my hands… Pretty soon you’ll be only Helen’s slave and NOTHING else. I’ll use you and your time. You’re my THING. I’ll do whatever I want to you. You’ll obey me. You’ll live according to my rules. You’ll see this life in the way I see it… Of course, it will not be so easy, – the girl understood, – but I guess it won’t be more difficult than deflowering you, – she smiled. – I’ll have to make an effort and be patient..”

It was funny. It seemed she had given a dare to herself to break another person’s will, to make him believe that the only his destination was to serve her!

“I wonder what he is thinking about at the moment” Helen looked at the naked guy with a smile. She was a clever woman and knew a lot about people’s psychology…

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