Here is a snippet from one of my books. It is entitled "Internet Sex
Slaves" and is available from the kindle store at Amazon.com. Here is a direct link:
A couple of weeks passed without Wanda hearing from
Michelle. She was beginning to wonder
if the girl had simply lost interest in the little game that they were
playing. But then out of the blue
Michelle sent her an instant message.
Michelle: Mistress
can I talk with you?
Wanda: Of course my
child, what would you like to talk about?
Michelle: Well first I wanted to thank you. I followed your advice and it worked
wonderfully. At first Katy didn’t seem
to notice what I was doing but the more I did for her the more she seemed
pleased with me. But when I asked if I
could polish her boots she got a huge smile on her face. “You want to polish my boots do you little
one? Would you like to perhaps clean
them first?”
I said, “It would be an honor to clean your boots for you.”
Then let it be so, bring me my boots and put them on my
feet.”
I went and retrieved her boots for her, brought them back
and handed them to her.
“No little one,” she said with a huge smile. “Get down on
your knees and put them on for me. You
do want to be on your knees in front of me don’t you?”
I said, “Oh, yes Katy, that would be a dream come true.”
So as lovingly and carefully as I could, I slid her boots up
her legs. When I had them position
correctly I started to get to my feet but she grabbed me by my hair and roughly
pulled me back down. “Where do you
think you are going little one?” she asked.
“I was going to get my shoe shine kit and a rag to clean
your boots for you.”
“You can get the shoe shine kit, later and you do not need a
rag to clean my boots. You have a
tongue do you not?”
Well, I had never even considered licking a pair of
boots. In fact the thought repulsed
me. So I said, “You don’t mean that you
want me to lick your boots do you?”
“That is exactly what I want you to do,” Katy demanded. “And you better do a good job of it or I
will take you over my knee and give you a good hard spanking with my hair
brush. Do I make my self clear?”
“Yes ma-am,” I told her and bent my head down to her
boots. After giving them a couple of
kisses I began at the top of her boots and started licking them with my
tongue. I was pleasantly surprised that
the leather actually had a pleasant taste to it and it had a heavenly
aroma. I had only gone a little ways
and then Katy stopped me. “Move around
to the side, Little One. I want to be
able to see your tongue removing the dirt from my boots.
And every once in a while she would demand that I show her
my tongue. And she would tell me to clean
it on my upper teeth and swallow. And
she wanted me to repeat that process until she was satisfied that I was not
just moving the dirt around but that I had ingested it all.
It took me the better part of an hour to get her boots clean
to her specifications. She even had me
lick the filthy soles of her boots.
When I was finished my tongue was sore and my mouth tasted
terrible. But, I had never been happier
in my life.
She then allowed me to crawl on my hands and knees to get my
shoe shine kit. My father had taught me how to properly shine shoes and so I
think I did an excellent job. Katy’s
boots gleamed when I was finished. She
then said, “You did a wonderful job of licking my boots clean and polishing
them afterwards, but I did notice that you made a bad face when you were
licking the soles. Do you not enjoy the
taste of my soles, little one?”
“I am sorry, Katy, I have never licked anyone’s boots
before. The soles do indeed taste
terrible.”
“Well, little one, I am going to have to teach you, that
even if you don’t enjoy something I make you do that you will have to learn to
make me think you enjoy it. Now, go get
my wooden hair brush for me and bring it to me.”
I went into her room and retrieved her hairbrush and
presented it to her. She then told me
to strip naked and get over her lap.
She then brought that hairbrush down with all her might. Although I tried to hold it back, my scream
was still loud enough to be heard and Katy immediately grabbed my hair and
pulled my head back hard. “We can’t
have you making noise, now can we little one?
Stand in the corner until I return.”
I did as she said.
She was only gone for a few minutes and when she returned she had a pair
of her used socks. “These have been
worn for several days without washing so they should be good and tasty. Open your sweet little mouth nice and wide.”
I did as she instructed and she rolled the socks into a
large ball and began stuffing them into my mouth. Then she produced a scarf and placed it against the socks and pulled
both ends behind my head.
“There” she said.
“That should keep you from making noise, now get back over my lap.” Well, by the time she was finished my ass
was so bruised that I literally could not sit down. Tears were streaming down my face and my eyes were burning. Katy then untied the scarf, removed the
socks from my mouth and allowed me to get up.
“Oh, I so loved doing that to you little one. I loved to cause pain and I love to see your tears flow down your
face. Do you love me enough to suffer
for me?”
“Yes, Katy, I love you enough to suffer anything for you.”
“Well, then slave, suffer you will. From now on, Friday night will be whip the
slave night. And I know the other girls
in the dorm will enjoy it as well so I am going to invite them to help. Won’t that be wonderful?”
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