She awoke on a Saturday morning to find Herself alone in bed. She yawned and decided She’d better go see what he was up to. She pulled on one of his t-shirts and went to find him. Noises were coming from the kitchen, so She went to check things out. The smell of freshly brewed coffee was coming from that end of the house, so She knew he was in there. As She peeked around the corner, She found him standing at the sink, dressed in his normal Saturday clothes, a t-shirt and shorts and the rubber gloves he uses to wash dishes with. He was standing there humming to himself and smiling and he appeared lost in thought. She stood for a moment watching him, trying not to get caught. She began to grin as an evil thought entered Her head. She quietly returned to the bedroom and pulled open the top dresser drawer. Once She found what she was looking for She headed back to the kitchen. She stood in the doorway and decided it was time to get his attention.
“Excuse me, but is that proper attire for your chores?” she asked as She swung a black pair of panties around on her finger. He looked up at Her with a perplexed look on his face and then began to grin wildly. When he realized he just made is first mistake, he stopped smiling and dropped his eyes to the floor. “No, Ma’am, it’s not,” he answered in a meek voice, “I’m very sorry.” He walked to her, being careful not to make eye contact, took the panties from her finger and walked to their bedroom. “You hurry back here, now, you’re not done with your responsibilites,” She ordered smilling as She watched him walk. “Yes, Ma’am,” he replied walking away from Her.
When he returned to the kitchen, he stood before Her, wearing a silky black pair of thong panites that fit him snuggly and the rubber gloves. He was partially erect under the panties. “Hmmmm, that’s not appropriate,” she said to him with a disapproving tone, “you’d better get your mind on the issues at hand.” She swatted him playfully on his cute butt as he walked back to the dishes. She took Her seat at the table as he began to work. She sat there reading the morning paper as he washed the dishes and straightened the kitchen. “I’d like some juice,” She stated, not looking up from the paper. “Yes, Ma’am,” he responded and opened the refrigerator to get Her juice. He poured Her a glass and placed it before Her on the table. He looked over to him and found him looking at her legs. She reached up and firmly grabbed his jaw. “Have you forgotten yourself?” she asked him sternly. “No, Ma’am,” he softly answered. “Why are you still standing here, then? Get back to it,” She ordered. He nodded and went back to work.
He worked silently as She read. Occasionally She would glance at him and watch his body move. She loved they way he moved and enjoyed watching him, but could not stare the way She wanted to. She needed him to know that She was in charge. He finished the kitchen and without a word, started on the rest of the house. He dusted, vacuumed, picked things up and put them away and started the laundry. She moved from room to room watching him to make certain that things were done properly and to Her satisfaction. When he felt as though he was finished, he came to Ger and stood before her, his eyes on the floor. “Are you through?” She asked. “Yes, Ma’am,” he answered, his eyes locked on the floor. “I’d better check and make sure.” She went from room to room, inspecting his work, moving things around to make sure that everything was spotless. In their bedroom She found some dust behind her jewelry box and She called to him.
When he arrived, still looking at the floor, She pointed to the dust and said, “This is not acceptable.” He quickly ran for the dust rag and remedied the situation. “I am so sorry,” he softly said. He knew that he was in trouble. She sat down on the bed and ordered him to come to her. “Lie down across my lap. I’ve been very easy on you today and this is how you repay me. I should have spanked your ass for even thinking of getting hard!” He slowly started to walk to her. “Hurry up, dammit!” She shouted. His pace quickened and he stretched out across Her lap, like he’s done many times before. “Do you deserve this?” She asked him. “Yes, Ma’am,” he answered and braced himself for pain. She began to spank his sweet ass. She could feel him growing hard again on her leg and she stopped. “Are you enjoying this?” she asked him. She was going annoyed and he could hear it in Her voice. “No, Ma’am,” he answered. She didn’t appreciate the lie and began to beat him harder. He started to whimper and She felt his boner disappear.
When she was through, Her hands were stinging and his butt cheeks were red and sore. “Now, go run your bath. You’re filthy!” She barked. She was angry that her hands had to hurt to teach him a lesson. “Yes, Ma’am,” he whined and quickly headed for the bathroom. He heard him turn on the water and went to check to make sure that he was behaving. He found him on his knees in front of the tub waiting for it to fill. She stood in the doorway watching him. When the tub was full he rose and removed his panties. Her excitement grew as she watched him strip. “Very sexy,” she thought to herself. He stepped into the tub slowly; the water was very hot. He eased himself in and She walked to the tub. She laid a folded towel on the floor to protect her knees and knelt down beside the tub. His eyes were lowered, still being very careful about not making eye contact with Her. “Get your head wet,” She ordered and he sunk into the water. She reached for the shampoo and squeezed some into Her hand. She started scrubbing his head, not being too gentle. He closed his eyes and let Her wash his hair. “Rinse,” She said and he ducked back under the water. She reached into the water and rinsed out the shampoo. When he rose she used Her hand to brush the hair away from him face.
He smiled at her and then caught himself. She took the wash cloth and began to clean him. She washed his chest, his underarms, his shoulders, arms and tummy. She then washed his hips, legs and feet, avoiding his crotch completely. “Turn over,” she said and he flipped over onto his tummy, his knees bent and his feet in the air. She moved his hair aside and washed the back of his neck and shoulders and worked her way down to his ass. She washed it very carefully. He moaned and She swatted his still stinging cheek. He jumped and then laid perfectly still while She worked on him. She washed the backs of his legs and then told him to turn back over. He hesitated and She didn’t like it. “I said turn over!” She yelled. He flipped over onto his back reluctantly and showed Her what he was hoping to hide. He was rock hard. “Well, I see that you’re enjoying your bath,” She said wickedly. “Yes, Ma’am,” he quietly answered, still not making eye contact. She soaped the cloth again and began to scrub his balls. He moaned softly and then glanced at Her to see if it was okay for him to enjoy it. He quickly looked away from Her but in that short time he saw in her face that it was okay and he relaxed a little and let her work. She rubbed him with the cloth, his cock, his balls and the sensitive area beneath them. He closed his eyes and continued to softly moan as She cleaned. She set the cloth aside and soaped Her hands. He opened his eyes widely and watched her. When She touched his hard dick with her soapy hand he groaned loudly and She looked sharply at him. “Shush,” she ordered and he closed his eyes again. She began to rub his cock with her slick soapy hand. The tip was sticky with his precum. She cupped Her hands and filled them with water and rinsed his soapy dick with it. She was very careful to make sure that all of the soap was gone and told him to let out the water and step out of the tub.
She stood and picked up the towel that She was kneeling on. When he stepped onto the bath mat, she began to dry his hair with the towel. She worked her way down his body, getting him nice and dry. He was still so hard. She reached for his panties and held them out for him to step into. She pulled them up over his hard cock and handed him the towel. He hung it up properly and looked to Her for approval. She nodded and he looked back down to the floor.
She wagged her finger for him to follow her back into Her bedroom. “Lie down,” She ordered pointing to the bed. As he climbed onto the bed, She opened the top drawer again, this time for something else entirely. She fastened her 9 inch strapon to Her body and walked over to him on the bed. She could tell by the look on his face that he was becoming ansty and very excited. She climbed into the bed with him and straddled his chest, the hard dildo in his face. “Do you like what you see?” She questioned him. “Yes, Ma’am”, he squeaked. She rubbed the head of Her cock on his mouth, jaw and chin and he struggled not to look eager to have it in his mouth. She reached down and grabbed his jaw, forcing his mouth open and she shoved it to the back of his throat. He gagged. She grabbed his hair and pulled his face closer, making him deep-throat Her. He began to suck as She fucked his sexy mouth. “Moan, bitch!” She screamed and he did exactly what he was told. He moaned softly as she pounded Her cock into his throat. He struggled beneath her and She reached back and smacked his thigh. He held still for her while She raped his mouth, making him suck Her harder and faster.
She took Her cock out of his mouth and allowed him to breathe, but just for a moment. She moved Her body further up his and perched herself over his mouth, Her hard dildo resting on his head. She reached down between Her legs and spread Her lips apart. He knew She was dying to cum and he shoved his tongue inside of Her and then began to lick and suck Her clit. She moaned and told him what a good little slut he is. He thanked Her with his mouth full and continued to work Her wet pussy. She pushed Herself down onto his mouth and came very hard. He drank Her juice eagerly and his tongue begged for more. She moaned and continued to give him praise as She moved Her hips, grinding on his face. “You’re such a good boy. Such a sweet little whore,” She moaned. “Thank you, Mistress” he said into Her pussy and thrust his tongue inside of Her as far as it would go. The warmth of his mouth made Her crazy and She came again. Her orgasm seemed to inspire him and he moved his tongue toward Her ass. He licked Her holes, back and forth and then slid his tongue into Her tight asshole. She groaned loudly and reached down and grabbed his hair, pulling his face deeper into her. “Fuck Me with your tongue!” She came wildly and he eagerly licked Her clean again.
When She pulled away from his face, he frowned. “Don’t worry. You’ve been a good boy and you’ll get more,” She said to him, kissing him on the forehead. “Now be a good slut and smile for your Mistress.” He smiled his sweet, shy smile and She patted him on the head. She moved down his body to position Herself between his thighs. He glanced at her and quickly looked away. He knew what was coming and She could see his hard cock throbbing in his panties. He wanted to be fucked in the way that only She knows how and he’s been craving it for so long. She spread his legs wide and pulled them up to his chest and held them there. She then pulled the back of his panties aside and rubbed Her hard cock against his ass. He started pushing his back side against Her cock and She knew that he wanted it. “What do you want, slutty boy?” She asked, “Look at Me when you answer.” He looked Her in the face and said, “I want You to fuck me like the whore that I am,” and he quickly looked away. “Beg me,” She insisted. “Please, Mistress, please fuck my slutty ass. I’ll do whatever You want. I’m Your bitch. I always will be. I worship and adore You. Fuck me! Make me scream for You! Please!” She pressed the head of her cock against his tight little asshole and thrust Herself inside. He let out a scream of pain and then She watched his body relax. She started to move slowly inside of him. She could see the pleasure on his face as She fucked him. He lifted his hips to Her with every thrust and he moaned so beautifully. She loves making him hers and he loves being hers. “Tell Me who owns your sexy ass!” She yelled to him. “You, do Mistress Rachel! You own My sexy, slutty bitch ass!” he answered back to Her, moaning with pleasure. His moaning made Her fuck him harder … faster. She reached forward and pulled his throbbing cock out of his panties and began softly stroke the sticky head. “Oh my God!,” he screamed, “Fuck me harder, Mistress, please! Fuck me so hard! I love You!” She slammed into him as hard and as fast as She could while she rubbed his dripping dick. She could feel him start to tense up; She knew he was getting close. Watching him go crazy beneath Her was more than She could stand and She came fucking him. Watching Her cum sent him over the edge and his cock exploded all over Her hand, squirting hot, stick cum all onto his skin.
“Look at this mess!” She said, still panting. Now clean it up. He her sticky hand and licked every drop of his come from Her hand and then wiped it off his tummy and put it in his mouth. “Taste good?” She asked. “Yes, Ma’am,” he said, still gagging on his own cum.
She climbed out of bed and headed for the shower, leaving him there sore and exhausted. “Good boy,” She said, walking out of the bedroom.
