Thursday, 10 November 2011

stSlaves letter/fantasy

I been busy helping with some new and old plumbing, in the next town.  I then had a phone call from my boss to go and repair a leak at this house straight away.  So I quickly got my bag of tools and went to the job.  As I drove up the drive the front door was open and a gorgeous buxom woman stood their dressed in black Lacy stockings, and high heels, short secretary type skirt and crisp black blouse. Looking quite strict.  As I got out she said "Oh you must be Frank"? Yes I said, grabbing my bag.  "Oh follow me Frank, its upstairs, in the en suite, you'll have to excuse the mess as the house is being rebuilt in parts".  As I followed her up the stairs I noticed she was also wearing Lacy panties. Suddenly she turned round, catching me looking at her.
As we walked into her bedroom "Frank you'll have to excuse the mess, I haven't had a chance to tidy up yet".  That's okay love, I said, I've seen a lot worse but couldn't help noticing a pink vibrator on the side cabinet. "Whoops" she said, you weren't meant to see that, grabbing the vibrator and stuffing it into a knicker draw. "Right Frank, here's the problem, pointing to the sink, il leave it to you then, just give me a shout if you need anything". Okay love, I replied. As she went back down the stairs, I moved the laundry basket to get a better look, it was then I noticed a black lacy pair of panties on the top, like the filthy bastard I am I couldn't help picking them up and having a good sniff. In seconds my cock was twitching and suddenly I found myself rubbing my throbbing cock.  All of a sudden I heard a stern voice "What the bloody hell do you think your doing"? As I looked up she was stood at the door, then looking at the bulge in my pants.  "I've got a good mind to report you to your boss and tell him what a filthy little waster you are". Oh please don't I begged, il do anything, I need this job especially with Christmas coming up, Miss". "Do not call me Miss, its Mistress to you".  "What are you"? A filthy slut I replied.  "Look at me when I am talking to you".  Then she grabbed me by hair and stated that I obviously wanted to smell her pussy.  With that she stepped out of her knickers, rammed them into my mouth and told me to get on with the job.  I had clearly excited her as I could taste her wet pussy juice in my mouth.  "I'm going to check my mail, now hurry up". Now my head was spinning, she was down stairs with no knickers on and I was gagged, working on her plumbing!  Half an hour went by, seemed like forever, suddenly she was at the door again. "Frank, I need a wee". "Oh, il leave Mistress".  You will not you filthy hoare, open your mouth now, she demanded.  I was shocked, before I could move the knickers had been ripped out of my mouth and she was sat on my face, pissing into my mouth, I couldn't move because she had grabbed me by my hair again and it bloody hurt.  Some of her wee splashed onto the floor, she then demanded I cleaned it up like a dirty dog.   Right you better get those clothes off as I have peed on them.  Come on we haven't got all day. Lets get them in the wash.  "Rachel, take these and put the in the machine for washing".  Crikey I hadn't realised there were other people in the house, at the door stood a slender young TV, she was petite, with long dark hair and blue eyes, not my thing but god she looked like a women, apart from her frilly maids outfit slightly raised at the front.  She even had a girls bottom, as they say, could of fooled me.  "what are you looking at, have you not seen a maid before"?  I tried to talk but my throat had become dry.  Mistress then drew near and grabbed my nipples so tight I could hear myself let out a sharp squeal.  "Follow me" she shouted with that another door was opened from her bedroom.  Before my eyes a dungeon emerged. A collar was snapped onto my neck, how the hell was I going to explain a half hour job to my boss that now seemed would become hours long.  How long would I be kept here and when would I get my clothes back.  How the hell am I going to get this collar off, though my cock showed no interest in escape only standing to attention, which was completely embarrassing.

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