Discipline and servitude: FemDom London.

It was my first time with my Mistress in London. She wanted to show me off to her friends and I did not want to disappoint my Mistress. She means the world to me and I would do anything she wanted me to. I bought a ticket to London and packed my bags. She did not want me to stay at a hotel, instead wanted me to stay in her London apartment to serve her every whim. What an honor for someone like me to be of any use to my Mistress. I hope I do not disappoint my Mistress to her friends. It would be a real pleasure to be shown off as her slave, her well trained slave. She told me that her friends were all established dommes in London. This is my first taste of FemDom London.

On the next day since I arrived at my Mistress’ apartment, she was gracious enough to let me sleep first before carrying out my chores. I had to wear just her collar, an apron and rubber gloves and to use my own toothbrush to clean her kitchen and bathroom. Otherwise I was just naked with just my collar. During meals I was chained to the table eating my meals at her feet. It was a wonderful treat to see my Mistress’ glorious legs while I eat on the floor. I felt so bad spying on her legs without her knowing and imagining the insides of her thighs, the crease between her thighs, that sweet sweet juicy… I have to control myself before I get hard and get punished. I have to behave myself, I don’t want to fail my Mistress. After eating our lunch she said her guests were on their way and I had to clean myself and be on my best self. “Are you ready for some FemDom London? Make me proud my sweet little slave.” She said to me as she held my chin up and looked into my eyes. It was my first time to look directly into her eyes since I arrived here. Oh it was an electrifying feeling. I had to control myself from kissing her full lips! My Mistress, my goddess, I would do anything just to be yours!

There was a buzz on the door. I had to run quietly and get it. I braised myself for my first experience of FemDom London. As I opened the door and stood at the side, head and eyes down, just like what I was taught by my Mistress. In came 4 women, the sound of their black heels clacking on the newly polished wooden floor of the apartment. I closed the door behind them and I could hear the ecstatic greetings between them, they have been old friends. Then my Mistress called on me to be presented to her friends. I stood beside her, keeping all her words in mind, “Stand up straight. No slouching! Head and eyes down. You can only look at me when I give you permission. Hands clasped in front.” This was how I am always with my Mistress while I am waiting on her.

They were sitting on the couch. I knew they were scrutinizing every inch of me. I was given permission to look at them as my Mistress introduced each of her friends. I felt so humbled and little in their presence, so vulnerable. And as I turned around to be inspected, the women stood close around me and touched and pinched me everywhere. My butt cheeks were spread and spanked a little. And they were all agreeing what a fine specimen I am. My body was tanned and toned, thanks to 3 months of working out every single day just to impress my Mistress. I want to be in the best of shape just for her. I have to be worthy to stand in the presence of a goddess like her. And right now I know my Mistress is very proud of my efforts of working out.

It was time for tea. I went to the kitchen and took the tray ready with tea and little pastries. I served them to the Mistresses who are now sitting and gleefully chatting. I laid the tray on the wooden coffee table when my Mistress told me to move the table away from the couch. And so I did. Then she told me to stand on all fours in front of the couch so they can put their teacups on me to be of some use for them. This I gladly obliged. I wanted to be of any use to my Mistress, to be her furniture that would give her comfort is a purpose I find fulfilling. I want to be useful in any way for her!

I tried my best not to move, keeping my back flat so the teacups will not slide. If the tea spills I know I can take it but I don’t want to fail my Mistress, especially not now in front of her friends. My Mistress was very harsh when it came to punishing me. She was very strict. But I know this is what I needed to be a good slave for her. Thank god for the plankings, I lasted 30 minutes till my knees and arms began to shake and my Mistress noticed. “Are you tired my little slave? Answer me.” And I curtly answered, “Yes Mistress.” Then they all took their teacups off my back and she said, “You can get up now. Put the coffee table back.” As I did this I heard her ask her friends, “You want to see a neat trick I taught him?” And everyone just got excited.

It was my first time to be a slave. I was in another country and I offered my Mistress to come on holidays in our little tropical country. I knew she needed to get away from the awful London weather. And it would be a nice change for her. She gets to visit me twice a year at times more, depending on her schedule of course. And she trained me well. A disciplinarian, she is quick to catch me when I made a mistake and made sure to punish me.

This new trick she has been teaching me was so difficult. She would tease me all day long. And I am not allowed to get a hard on much more to jerk off. When I go to the bathroom, I have to keep the door open so she’d know I’m not cheating. I knew while I was being her coffee table that this was her MO. She was wearing her short flowy skirt and my favorite black stilettos for a reason, often stretching her legs from under my line of sight. She was teasing me! And she knew how I adored her fine well-shaped legs.

Mistress took a water goblet from the kitchen and said in her stern voice, “I know how turned on you must be by now, I want you to impress these fine ladies. I will let you masturbate while you look at me. And you have to cum in this glass only when I told you to. You can start now.”

And I start to stroke me now hard cock while I stood in front of them. I am not much of an exhibitionist so this is all new to me. But I am not about to let my Mistress down. And I stood there knowing they were all watching as I tugged my cock hard and just watching my Mistress. She was flaunting her legs for me to see. Bending forward to pick up her tea so I could see a bit of her cleavage, her gorgeous full breasts! After seemingly forever, I was already struggling to keep from cumming! Then my Mistress picked up the glass and put it in front of my cock. “Now don’t spill it or you will have to lick it and drink everything.” And I aimed my cock inside the glass while trying to keep it together. I knew I was on the edge and she was stalling. “I will count down from 5, when I say cum, I want you to cum. 5…”

I was just looking at my beautiful goddess pleading her. “4…”

I can do this, just a little bit more! “3…”

I can’t look away from her or she will punish me. “2…”

I knew my mouth was hanging open by now. Trying really hard to focus! And she met my eyes and had that daring look that if I cum before she said one I will be severely punished in the most humiliating way! “One! Cum for me my sweet little slave.”

And I poured it all in the glass! Wow! That was the longest 5 seconds of my life! And I could hear the dommes clapping and cheering. “Impressive.” “Well done!” I could see my Mistress with her warm smile and I know I made her so proud.

After the 4 women left the apartment and cleaning up, I gave a long sigh of relief for getting through with FemDom London. My Mistress called on me from her room and I quickly stood by her door. In her soft voice she said, “You made me proud my sweet little slave. As your reward I want you to give me a bath.”

I can’t look away from her or she will punish me. “2…”

I knew my mouth was hanging open by now. Trying really hard to focus! And she met my eyes and had that daring look that if I cum before she said one I will be severely punished in the most humiliating way! “One! Cum for me my sweet little slave.”

And I poured it all in the glass! Wow! That was the longest 5 seconds of my life! And I could hear the dommes clapping and cheering. “Impressive.” “Well done!” I could see my Mistress with her warm smile and I know I made her so proud.

After the 4 women left the apartment and cleaning up, I gave a long sigh of relief for getting through with FemDom London. My Mistress called on me from her room and I quickly stood by her door. In her soft voice she said, “You made me proud my sweet little slave. As your reward I want you to give me a bath.”

Mistress took a water goblet from the kitchen and said in her stern voice, “I know how turned on you must be by now, I want you to impress these fine ladies. I will let you masturbate while you look at me. And you have to cum in this glass only when I told you to. You can start now.”

And I start to stroke me now hard cock while I stood in front of them. I am not much of an exhibitionist so this is all new to me. But I am not about to let my Mistress down. And I stood there knowing they were all watching as I tugged my cock hard and just watching my Mistress. She was flaunting her legs for me to see. Bending forward to pick up her tea so I could see a bit of her cleavage, her gorgeous full breasts! After seemingly forever, I was already struggling to keep from cumming! Then my Mistress picked up the glass and put it in front of my cock. “Now don’t spill it or you will have to lick it and drink everything.” And I aimed my cock inside the glass while trying to keep it together. I knew I was on the edge and she was stalling. “I will count down from 5, when I say cum, I want you to cum. 5…”

I was just looking at my beautiful goddess pleading her. “4…”

I can do this, just a little bit more! “3…”

I can’t look away from her or she will punish me. “2…”

I knew my mouth was hanging open by now. Trying really hard to focus! And she met my eyes and had that daring look that if I cum before she said one I will be severely punished in the most humiliating way! “One! Cum for me my sweet little slave.”

And I poured it all in the glass! Wow! That was the longest 5 seconds of my life! And I could hear the dommes clapping and cheering. “Impressive.” “Well done!” I could see my Mistress with her warm smile and I know I made her so proud.

After the 4 women left the apartment and cleaning up, I gave a long sigh of relief for getting through with FemDom London. My Mistress called on me from her room and I quickly stood by her door. In her soft voice she said, “You made me proud my sweet little slave. As your reward I want you to give me a bath.”