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Story - Helping Her Mistress - Part 2
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Posted:Apr 7, 2024 7:16 pm
Last Updated:May 10, 2024 1:5 pm 2052 Views
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The first time? It would happen again? My head slumped. I was heartbroken and groaned quietly.
“Now you will be taken to a room where you can freshen up – and when I see you next, I will explain more fully and in greater detail the rules for the weekend.”
“Yes, Sir.” My spirits were buoyed only by knowing I was saving my Mistress from him.
I see him nod his head. At once two male attendants appear. “Oh, God, not more men,” I thought to myself. They release my ankles and help me to my feet. My skin crawled at being touched by more men. He tells them to take me to the room he has prepared for me, to release my wrists, and stay with me while I cleaned and refreshed myself. (They were going to watch me?) And then retie her wrists and bring her back to me. “I know - this all a surprise, me, and all the other men. I actually have a little sympathy for you. But I am going to hold you to the terms of the agreement I made with your Mistress and that’s that.”
Once in the room, and freed from my restraints, I took a long, hot shower, brushed my teeth, and gargled maybe 4 times, fixed my makeup, and presented myself to his minions. They quickly tied my wrists behind me and brought me back to face him. I stand naked, tied, and helpless.
“The following rules apply. You are to never look anyone in the eye (I immediately bowed my head); you must always keep your legs apart (I did so); you must have sex of any kind with anyone at any time (I groaned quietly); you are never to act without explicit permission; and you must address everyone as Sir. Do you fully understand? Failure to do so will result in – um – consequences.”
Even though it was comfortably warm, I found myself shivering and with goose bumps. “Yes, Sir, I understand.”
He directs his minions. “Take her back to the bedroom. Have her lie on her back. Tie her spread eagled. And fasten the leather strap around her midsection to further minimize movement. I’ll be along directly.”
In a flash I was secured to the bed. And while I couldn’t remember them being instructed to do so, they used 2” wide medical tape to cover my mouth and eyes. There was only dark and quiet as I waited. And when I finally did hear sounds, it was of two people talking and coming closer. I swallowed, trying to imagine what was going to happen and fearing the worst.
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Story - Helping Her Mistress - Part 1
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Posted:Apr 7, 2024 4:32 pm
Last Updated:Apr 7, 2024 7:16 pm 1434 Views
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Her Mistress was in trouble. She owed a large sum of money and was told the only way to get free of the debt was for me to be the debt holder’s submissive for the weekend. Although the word made me nervous, I treasure my Mistress and would do anything for her, and so I readily agreed. She smiled at me with affection and approval.
On the appointed night, my Mistress arranged for a Limo, driven by a discreet friend, and once we were in, she had me strip, blindfolded me, gagged me, and cuffed my wrists behind me. I felt the Limo stop. My Mistress helped me out and led me up a flight of stairs – whispered “Do everything you are told to do” – rang the doorbell and left. I heard the care drive away and suddenly felt very alone and vulnerable.
The door opened so quietly that I wasn’t aware it had happened. A strong hand took me by the arm and led me confidently into the house (I supposed) as the door closed behind us. We soon stopped. I felt the blindfold being removed, and when I looked up, I saw that the debt collector was a man. I was shocked. I am a lesbian in devoted service to my Mistress and was sure she was giving me to another Mistress. How could she put me at the disposal of a man? I had no experience with men.
For his part, he further secured me – tying my elbows together and then my ankles. When he was finished, he gently pushed me to my knees and sat in a chair in front of me. Then he removed by gag. I licked my lips and mouth to get rid of the foul taste.
“Do you know why you are here?”
“Yes, Sir. My Mistress owes you money and I am the means of repaying her debt.”
“Do you understand what will be expected and demanded of this weekend in order for that debt to be paid in full?”
“My Mistress mentioned that I was to be your submissive for the weekend. Perhaps Sir could explain a little more about what that means.”
He smiled. “In short it means that you are to serve me in any and every way I decide and, yes, that includes sexually. (I gulped). And not only me, but any others I choose to make you available to. (I felt a frisson of panic.) He reached forward and attached a collar around my neck. “That collar designates you as the house submissive and says to anyone here that you are available for their use.”
I was in turmoil. This was now at all what I imagined.
“Will you abide by the terms of agreement your Mistress made with me?”
My Mistress is my everything; there is nothing I wouldn’t do for her.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now, as an act of faith and commitment, I want you to give me a blow job.” With that he unzipped his trousers and pulled out his erect penis.
“But, but, I never …”
Too late. His penis was at my mouth, and I reluctantly took him in. I had no idea what to do. I moved my mouth up and down; maybe that was enough.
“Use your lips and tongue.”
I did as he suggested. I hated it. I was sick to my stomach. But I was determined to get this over with as quickly as possible. So, I sucked and licked and moved my tongue over and around him – from the base of his penis to the head. He moved closer, pulled my head even tighter against him, whispered, “You are doing fine. Now, when I cum, you are to swallow it all. Do you understand?”
I could only bob my head up and down in acknowledgement even as I dreamed of an act of defiance – biting him, perhaps. But I thought of my Mistress, of her owing him anything, and I kept on sucking. I felt him lean in even closer, draw a deep breath, groan with pleasure, and then he was cumming. I swallowed as fast as I could, determined to capture every bit of him. But there was so much that some seeped out of my mouth and onto my chin. At last, I could feel the flow slowing and his penis softening and contracting, until he finally took it out of my mouth.
All I wanted to do now was heave and get the taste and substance out of me.
He looked at me with a modicum of kindness - “You did well for your first time, and I shall tell your Mistress so.”
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Virtual Maid Job Search?
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Posted:Apr 6, 2024 11:31 am
Last Updated:May 10, 2024 1:5 pm 935 Views
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I have two rooms here and they tend to get cluttered. It would be nice if I had a virtual/cyber female maid - sorry - to come in occasionally and tidy up and be prepared for an extensive and expansive list of "other duties as assigned".
Anyone ever post for such a thing on Alt? Or does this happen more by chance and circumstance?
(And if there is interest, well, I am happy to chat.)
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Rereading My Blog Posts - Kind of Like Ego Surfing
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Posted:Apr 6, 2024 3:55 am
Last Updated:May 10, 2024 1:5 pm 703 Views
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I was up early today - very early - and bored - and so I went through my Blog and reread old posts. They go back almost a year to when I joined Alt in April, 2023.
To my surprise - truly - they were not half bad. Yes, there are many that are too whiny and too "poor me", but there are many more that express opinions and feelings I have about this community and its dynamics in a clear and cogent manner. Well, knock me over with a feather!
In any event, I find writing to be therapeutic and fun and a means of self-discovery and awareness, and so I shall continue. Consider yourselves warned.
And, yes, I am aware of my tendency to self-deprecation.
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A Sweet Moment this Morning
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Posted:Apr 5, 2024 7:23 am
Last Updated:Apr 5, 2024 1:56 pm 603 Views
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I was walking to my car after getting a donut when I saw a woman unloading her shopping cart. I got to her just as she loaded the last package and offered to to return the cart for her. She smiled. As we made the exchange, her right foot came out its slipper. I bent, picked it, offered it to her, and said "It's not every day I get to be the Prince to help Cinderella on with her slipper." She glowed; so did I. What a great way to start the day.
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A Story - NDA's perspective
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Posted:Apr 4, 2024 6:21 pm
Last Updated:May 10, 2024 1:5 pm 643 Views
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Is available at NNFU's Fantasy Writing Room (along with all other chapters of A Story)
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A Story - 3
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Posted:Apr 4, 2024 12:18 pm
Last Updated:Apr 4, 2024 12:18 pm 608 Views
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Now available at NNFU's Fantasy Writing Room
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