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Chilling in London sitting in my penthouse suit, slowly pulling up my stocking. With a big cleavage black, hauled leather dresses I’m waiting for my next slave. The view from the ceiling-high windows is breathtaking. The doorbell, it rings …
I light a cigarette and take a deep zip with pleasure. Meanwhile, 15 minutes after ringing passed. My pure-sex Louboutin standing in front of me, I slip first in with the one foot then with the other and walk so slowly to the door. In front of me stands a man, at my sight he falls to his knees and lowers his gaze
I observe him. In my right hand I lift the cigarette and he immediately forms his hands to a bowl and catches my ashes “thank you mistress”. Without a word, I turn around and go into the suit, he creeps on his knees behind me.
“Undress”, I command him. The man, who was otherwise full of pride and power, now kneels before me, his outer caramel skin, his trained body all for my pleasure now.
Tik, tok, tik, tok it echoes at every step of me.
“Let’s see what I have in my toy box” and grab the big black strap-on.
“Go to the window.” He crawls nervously to the window and looks out, his eyes always flitting to the right side building. I laugh “Are you afraid someone sees you here?” He answers nervously “Yes, Mistress”, the fear and excitement is written in his face. “Well, then to the window!” The strap-on is now strapped, I let my hand glide up and down. He gazed at me as if he were stuck.
Tik, tok, tik, tok…
I stand before him, hold his chin up and let him blowjob the strap. My hips fuck his throat as I lower and push him until he strangles. Now I turn him to the window
“So now your ass!” He stretches it towards me.He looks anxiously out of the window again. Since I am in a good mood I work his asshole with some lubricant and penetrate with a violent jerk into him. Push him deeper, ever more violently, he moans with pleasure and pain. Forgetting is the fear of being seen. Abruptly I stop and pull the strap out “Enough for today.”
“Mistress, I have a request…”
REQUEST? I sit there silent looking at him let him. “I am thinking about whether you are worthy of being my slave!” Later in the evening, I hold a contract in my hands and wonder if he’s useful enough.
This is the contract between Mistress Lisa and slave number005 …
- The slave has to pay a monthly tribute of at least € ***
- The Mistress gets a card for his account and has access to it at any time
- The slave always obeys the mistress, and will adore her and carry her on her hands
- If the mistress should be in a bad mood, she can lift her spirit any time on his suffer and costs
- If the slave not obeying and do what she asked, he will be punished as the mistress considers it appropriate
- The slave serves only his mistress and is always keen to make the mistress happy. He puts the needs of his mistress over his own
- The slave will not be around other women. He serves exclusively his mistress. If he fails to do so he will be punished
- The slave accepts all the punishments and humiliations from the mistress
- The slave is completely owned by his mistress . All his belongings he gives to his mistress
- The mistress will never be questioned
- The slave has no rights
- The slave never complains
- All what happens and is carried out is agreed
- The mistress has the right at any time to withdraw from the contract against the slave only with a punish fee!
To be continued
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