Now the mistress wants more than a slave licking her feet, she wants to humiliate him even more than that, what can be worse? You?ll probably think, read and find out!

The girl saw that her foot was absolutely dry, so she removed it from the slave?s face for he would lick it until she stopped him. There were a few drops of milk on the floor which had flown down from her toes.

I hoped my Mistress would allow me to drink the milk but I heard a different thing.

- Don?t you see what?s on the floor, slave? ? The girl asked strictly but playfully. ? You know, I can?t stand dirt in my kitchen. Lick it!

I sighed, lowered my head to the floor and started licking those little drops. I had hardly finished when Helen plunged her foot into the milk again and pointed it at my face. This time more milk was on the floor? I knew I would have to lick it all again? I began sucking my Lady?s foot.

The girl gave her slave to drink this way for some time. What she liked the most was when he licked the floor, so she tried to pour more milk there. Soon she got tired of that game either.

- Ok, slave, now you can lap it from the glass. Lap, not drink!!! Do it! And don?t forget about your ass, it must always be stuck out! ? The girl sat comfortably on the chair wishing to enjoy the scene.

It was not easy to lap as an animal though my tongue was working fast. I felt hurt that she didn?t allow me to drink it right from the glass?

The girl was enjoying greatly what she saw before her. ?What?s wrong with it? - She was amusing herself. ? He should even thank me for that. A good Mistress has fed up her slave, her pet, to be precise? I wonder whether he laps it or not if I piss into the glass? - Ideas appeared in her mind very quickly. ? I won?t give him to drink anything for a day and he will drink everything then? or I might frighten him with the punishment? He will ask for drinking that as soon as he sees a lash in my hand, - Helen grinned. ? Using his weaknesses I can make him do whatever I want.?

Suddenly Helen rose and came up to the guy.

- Slave! ? She shouted strictly.

I looked up tearing off from the glass which was still half-full. The girl spit on the floor?

- Lick it! ? She ordered.

And ? I did it?

?Right! He won?t refuse to drink my urine? I?ll punish him if he does? - She laughed. ? His ears are burning with shame? Smart slave!?

- Keep the right posture! ? The girl shouted at her slave reminding him about his position once again.

?My possession, - she thought proudly. ? I?ll improve him and we?ll do a lot together!!!? The girl laughed quietly having received a new portion of positive emotions.

- Drink it up to the bottom, slave! ? The girl was watching her pet lapping the milk from the glass.

?Training and training, - Helen thought. ? Persistence? He should feel that I can be more human?.

Generally Helen didn?t consider herself a cruel person. She didn?t like meaningless insults and sharp physical pain. However, she cultivated strictness and discipline in her slaves. Of course she had to do that using lashes and punishments but if a slave was punished once he would try to avoid that at any cost next time. When time passed he would become perfect. The girl was good at lashing and she felt proud of that. She could punish her slave just a bit for tiny disobedience or do it violently. And she was the only one to choose the form of punishment. She knew plenty of ways to punish her slaves with no participation from her. They were very memorable for slaves and she knew they would do everything to prevent that.

This slave was rather complaisant and he was easy to train. Moreover, he came here himself?

There was little milk left in the glass before me but it was so difficult to lap it using the tongue only. I even regretted asking her about it but then felt that my thirst tormented me more than this game. I thought that Helen used those ordinary human?s weaknesses, like food and water, for making me to amuse her. She could limit me in something and then force me to fulfill her crazy wishes?

The girl came to her slave very close, overstepped him and stood still. Now he was under her between her legs. Helen was smiling and looking at her slave?s head that was moving up and down while he was lapping the milk from the glass. She liked standing that way and liked the sounds?

- Your posture, slave! Proud posture! ? She said.

- Yes, my Mistress, - I looked at her from below being unaware of what to expect and then resumed lapping the milk.

The only wish I had at that moment was to finish the milk as soon as possible. Standing in that position was very shameful indeed.

- Hurry up, slave! You?re doing that too slowly!

It was difficult to do but I could say nothing to her. Soon the glass was empty?

- Well done, slave! ? Helen was satisfied with her slave. ? Aren?t you thirsty anymore? You see, your Mistress is very kind. Don?t you think you should thank her for that?

- Thank you, my Lady. You?re so kind and generous! ? Being under her I felt like in trouble?

I moved backwards a bit having decided that if I covered her feet with my kisses she would understand how grateful I was. I dropped my head a little sideways and started kissing her feet.

- Yes, slave, you are right! ? Helen was pleased. - Don?t forget about the other foot?

The girl stood that way for some time feeling her slave?s lips on her feet. ?Such gratitude is to be trained as well, even for tiny kind action. It is great honor for him even to touch my feet with his mouth.? Helen smiled.

- Ok, slave, that will do. Clean everything here. ? Helen stepped aside allowing he man to move.

Sunday was almost over. She had spent the weekend very well. The girl had no desire to work on her slave at the moment. Of course she could leave him near the door on the carpet for a couple hours in case if she needed something. But then she decided she didn?t want to see him anymore.
These two days were very eventful. The slave had learned lots of things and she was even more powerful for him now. She didn?t have to be in a hurry, all should be done gradually as she could break him morally.

?I must be careful with my things?? the girl thought. Helen was watching the man cleaning her kitchen floor. Soon nothing could say what had been happening in this room.

- You can get dressed. I don?t need you any more today, - she said lazily.

- Yes, my Lady? - I replied. It was unexpected for me.

?He?s rushing? - Helen grinned watching her slave. ? He must be tired to serve me? - It was so funny. ? Silly boy, you can?t do anything with it? I?ve just loosened the leash and allowed you to breathe some fresh air. But the leash is still in my hands. I can loosen or tighten it? Well, enough impressions for me? Have a short rest??

When I was on the point of leaving my mistress stopped me?

- Slave, I want? - Helen showed me a small gilded ring. ? I want you to wear this ring all the time!

I looked at her?

- There is an engraving here, - the girl showed me the inner part of the ring.

?Helen?s slave? I read?

- As you are my possession in this life you must wear this ring. Don?t take it off. Only I can do that! Do you understand me?

- Yes, my Lady, - I nodded.

- Fine! ? The girl gave me the ring and I put it on my finger. - You may think I?ve married you, - she grinned. ? Or to be precise, I enslaved you. Don?t forget anything! This way you will remember that I owe you. I guess I don?t need to remind that you shouldn?t have sex, even masturbation is prohibited for you. If you need to make a decision consult me first! Don?t be afraid, I?m a kind person but I can probably forbid something to you.

?I?ll be able to control him, - Helen thought. ? I?ll know everything about his actions.?

It was not easy to hear that but I realized how much power she had over me.

- Good bye, my Mistress, - I kissed her hand and bowed slightly leaving the apartment.

She said nothing, just closed the door.

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What is it like to be a cuckold husband? We have a story from the man who lives the life of a cuckold husband, what do you think about it? The author really wants you to leave your comments?.

Hi, guys. This is my diary, where I put down all the details of my married life. I?m a cuckold husband and I love not only sharing my wife with other, but also tasting that males? cum from her mouth. It really turns me on and I think we should proceed with that more and more. There comes a story of ours, just a short episode of our life. I took it from my diary where I have lots of hot stories and notes featuring me and my wife getting so horny. Here we go!

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We look for a really well built guy, the type of a man with big muscles playing under his skin and huge cock to suck and fuck. He also must be good looking, not very handsome, but cute. We meet in that bar of a large anonymous hotel. We arrive together whereas he comes later. He sits down to us and takes over my role, I mean the role of the married man. He touches you, kisses you, seizes you between the legs and I watch you 2 being so horny and lovely. Also you seize his bulge on the pants as if to check if he is already ready. You say to me that he has got a very large size and you are satisfied to meet such a good partner. I say that I am happy with that because I want you to be satisfied and content. Then, without stopping rubbing his crotch, you tell me to give you the key of the room. I?m told to stay here, in the hall, by the receptionist and wait for the call from you. And only after that I?m allowed to go up to the room and join you two. Well, I smile, and give you the room key. You both rise, taking hands and make your way to the lift, where you soon disappear. I watch you wiggle you hips while walking and his hand onto your as cheek and it really turns me on.

I stay in the hall, wait nearly half an hour and then the reception guy give me the call. It is you. You tell me to go upstairs. I rise up and go immediately. I am dying or seeing you right now. The door is only ajar and I step inside easily. What I see makes me feel even much hotter than I was just a few minutes before. I get as horny as hell at the very first moment I see you. You are lying on the bed absolutely naked with a collar around your neck. The collar has got a long strap, one end is fixed on the collar, another one ? in his hand. He is holding a strap in his hands and pulls it, and then you get down on the floor and kneel before him, like a submissive slave. You like a dog being walked. He walks round the room pulling the strap and you crawl after him on all your fours. I can see you big tits swaying back and forth with every your step. He looks at me, laughs and tells me to come up closer so that I could see you in all details. I walk into the room to see my darling slut in a full view. I can see your pussy and asshole already wet. With the one hand you play with his Balls, with the other one stroke his massive cock just a few inches of your face. He instructs to kneel you on the bed and to show your holes to us both. He wants to see if you are already as wet. He steps behind, you seizes your 2 pussy lips and pull them apart easily. Your pussy is open far and deep and he tells me to examine it with my finger and test if it is wet. I put 2 fingers into your cunt and make sure you are ready. Your eyes are closed and you are happy. You purr. I put even 3 fingers inside of your cunt and finger fuck you easily. But he forbids it and I remove my fingers from out of your pussy, your juices left on my hand and I taste them gladly. Then he undresses completely and says to me to sit in the armchair in the corner place to watch. You help him take off his cloths. You open his shirt and kiss all over his muscular chest. His shirt falls on the carpet, then he makes you undo his belt and pants, his pants and trousers also fall on the floor. You go again on your knees and touch the tip of his massive cock!

He is not hard on, but even his semi hard cock is sure bigger than mine in full erection. He slaps your ass with the end of the strap, punishing you and calling you a Bad girl. Then he looks at you and says:

?Show your husband how dirty and horny you can be! Now you are going to make my boy hard on and do it good, OK? I want to work with your mouth!?

Very fast you bring his semi hard cock to hard on again. He pulls you on the line in position, which means that you stand on all fours with your ass to me. He starts rubbing and flicking your holes, spitting saliva on them. After he makes sure, your holes are worked up enough, he brings you closer to the bed, with your ass facing me, and put you on the bed with your breast down. He spreads your legs wide open and it gives me a full view of your dirty sluttish picture. You remain so submissive, he takes out his cock and puts the head to your pussy. With one push he gets in easily. He starts fucking you slowly, his cock slides in and out with a slow rhythm, it gets all wet and glistens with you juices. Soon the whole thing gets inside of you, all the way in. You remain silent lying calmly and he can use you completely, the way he wants. He tells you what a dirty slut you are and how much your husband (i.e. me) loves to see you being fucked by someone else. He fucks you slowly and fast, speeding up and slowing down, hard and tenderly! He fucks you and I watch. You shove your hand under you bottom and begin rubbing your clit. Time after time, you grasp his balls and start teasing them. Then he begins to increase his speed whereas you start rubbing your clit harder and faster. In no time you cum! You squirt a juice all over your hand and his cock! You cannot hold yourself any more and just stretch yourself all over the bed. Thus his cock can penetrate still more deeply into you. When he is already ready, he withdraws his dick from out of your dripping cunt, goes to your face and orders you to open your mouth! You do it and he squirt first load all over the face and then into the mouth. You also still take the whole thing into the mouth and take every last drop. After that you approach me on your fours and swap this white hot cum from your mouth to mine. He tells me what a good boy I am and I open my mouth to show him his cum on my tongue. You kiss me all the time, telling me how much you love me and that I?m the best husband on the planet. I?m happy, so are you.

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Dear friends, this is my first story on the site and I really need your comments upon that!

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This couple is driving along the road and suddenly get a flat tire, the husband stops a truck and a some young, hot studs come to help them over?

We had just finished checking into the hotel and my wife, a beautiful brunette with approximately 5?7 height and a perfect set of large boobs met me at the door with a wild look in her eye. We had been on the road all day, and unfortunately 15 miles far from this small town we got a flat tire of our car. She was very quiet on the ride to the hotel and now I know why. When we got into this unpleasant accident, we started trying to stop any car passing by to help us. Finally one truck pulled over the road and the driver, a big guy with massive muscles agreed to help me. She told me that after I had left her with the truck driver to get the tire fixed, she had gotten out of the car to stretch and look around.

She was wearing denim shorts and a tight little white top. Her bra was getting uncomfortable so she decided to remove it, and as there was no one around, she took off her top, and then unbuckled her bra. The warm sun felt great on her bare breasts and a slight cool breeze brushed across her hardening nipples. She stood in the sun for awhile then noticed a truck driving over the hill a couple of miles, so she put her top back on and climbed into the car.

The truck stopped by, and she heard some one get out of the car, fearing the unknown, she rolled up her window, and locked the doors. The truck pulled over behind and she closed her eyes hoping they would leave her alone. She heard footsteps but no voice, so she opened her eyes to see a young guy staring at her. Then he began to wave at the truck for his friends. 3 more men walked up, now she could hear them speaking. The oldest said:

?We should go or we will be late, I am sure this lady will be fine? Then she heard one say:

?Man look at those tits! I feel myself dropping fucking load all over them!?

She felt all of their eyes gazing on her. Her nipples began to harden and push against the fabric of the top. They began describing my wife and the things they?d like to do with her. They started saying how great she looked and that it would be a great deal to fuck her right now. She could feel her body starting to get turned on, and she began to writhe back and fourth in her seat. My wife was a good slut, she fucked great and hard and I knew she wouldn?t ever mind to have a chance and fuck some really fat cock, but this time she was scared and was in mood to fuck. She opened her eye slightly again to see them standing there looking at her while they rubbed their crotches. Before she could realize anything, her hands found the way to her tits, rubbing and pinching her nipples, and exposing her flat sexy stomach. They watched eagerly and commented loudly when she played with herself, imagining their hands allover her body. Finally she opened her eyes and focused in on the guy who was talking about her tits. My wife sat up and pulled off her top. She grabbed her nipples and started kneading her boobs.

She squeezed them hard and pulled on them. The oldest guy said:

?Hey Tommy, that?s for you, what are you gonna do with her??

He stepped forward and unbuckled his pants, and pulled out his hard cock! She said that his cock was much bigger than mine. As she played with her tits he stroked his cock harder and harder. She then pushed her tits up to the window, and within a few seconds he blew a huge load on the glass. The next guy moved forward with his pulsing purple cock and began to stroke it vigorously! My slut wife thought and then slowly undid her shorts, pushed them down and her panties to the floor.

She began fingering her now soaked pussy, massaging her clit and pushing her fingers in and out, she was starting to cum while he never stopped jerking off his cock for her. This one lasted longer than previous guy but he didn?t go too long. So he blew his load right there and his white messy cum landed all across the car window. Now it was time for the third guy. ?I know what you want? she thought, so with that she leant over to the driver side and raised her ass to the window. She rubbed her ass spreading her cheeks for him exposing her tight pink asshole. She was so horny she began moving hard back and forth when he pulled out his cock! This guy stroked his car vehemently, like a wild beast! He came quickly on the window.

She settled back down in her seat and then seen the forth guy, the oldest one. This guy was about 42-45, with greying hair but still looked great. He pulled out his 11 inch cock and laid it on the glass by her face. She pressed her lips to the window and licked it feverishly. She swore she could almost feel it in her mouth. She licked at the window and ran her hands across her body, then she saw him begin to shudder and finally the old man let go and released the hugest load all over the car?s window. His cum didn?t squirt out like the others, but it was much more! It just poured out like out of horn of plenty! She pressed her tongue tight to the window trying to taste every drop of that huge load. When he was finished he stepped back with the others, talked quietly for a time then nodded head, and they all walked off and got into their truck.

She sat there quietly for a while then, when the truck disappeared in the horizon, she got out of the car, leant over that window, all messed with their cum and licked all the mess till the last drop. She said that it was so fucking hot and tasty. After that she got dressed, grabbed a bottle of water and her panties and washed their cum off of the car.

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The mistress wants to go even further and make a pet out of her slave, she makes him crawl like a cat and lick the milk off her feet?.

The girl knew that her slave was afraid of punishments, of any kind, and would do everything to avoid them. ?I can use that? she decided.

Helen was a great judge of men?s character and she saw through this guy. Just a couple of dates were enough for her to learn about his fears, weaknesses, troubles which she would certainly use. Of course he had good qualities as well and she liked him because of them. She wouldn?t allow a ditherer with no personal opinion to be close to her, a person who would follow her rules blindly and pass the buck at her. The girl considered herself a clever person and wanted to see a thing of good quality beside her. Her new slave had his own viewpoint at everything, he was very intelligent and she respected him for that.

It was like a game, a challenge for her. Two strong personalities collided. She would undoubtedly be the winner. She liked his desire to be a good slave, his attitude to everything, the way he carried out her orders. He evidently tried to foresee her wishes and did his best to serve her. She had to direct him and soon this game would become the sense of life for him.

Of course she understood very well how unpleasant, humiliating and even painful was to carry out her orders for him? But watching the tips of his ears turn red when she treated him as a girl and fucked him was extremely exciting, it was her vision of life ? to enslave another person and make a submissive slave from him for her personal use?

This reserved praise made me happy or maybe I just started getting used to her? Certainly I wanted more, I tried, pleased her, sacrificed myself for her? But Helen wanted a different thing from me. Even the most complicated and incredible task was regarded as something mandatory for me and not worth her attention. I had to fulfill her orders making all my efforts.

?He had probably expected he would have to serve me about the house and lick me, nothing more than that, but he doesn?t know how he?d been mistaken yet. - Helen smiled mysteriously screwing up her eyes. - Poor boy! He will know what it is like to be a slave??

The girl could have new ideas very quickly, she just thought whether her slave was able to do that or not and then gave orders. The fact that he had to go out of his way didn?t worry her. The slave was her possession and a reserved praise would be enough for him. The girl knew that it wouldn?t be so easy for him to take place beside her; he would have to force himself and have a great desire to improve. But she knew she would direct her slave?s efforts and develop necessary skills in him.

When the game was over my Mistress lost any interest in me and I realized I wouldn?t get any grapes any more. I even had an idea that I possibly had been catching those in vain… Then I remembered about the punishment and understood it would be much worse for me. She wasn?t very kind to me today and if she was displeased again she could tell me to go to the corridor and I?d be waiting for a long time until she decided to give me another order.

Helen went on eating tasty juicy grapes and it was even worse for me as she had just teased me with those few berries she had thrown on the floor for me. Some program started on TV that was obviously interesting for my Mistress?

- Ok, slave, - the girl said after a short pause. ? You?ll have to transform into a comfortable chair!

The girl enjoyed confusion in her slave?s eyes. It was cool to tell a person that he was going to become her chair?

- I sometimes need you as a piece of furniture, slave. Put your head close to the TV, stretch your arms, bend your knees and set your feet against the floor firmly! ? The Mistress explained and watched her slave carry out her commands.

When I lay in that position I could hardly understand what she was up to? The girl rose and took the bowl with the grapes.

- Press your hands to the floor? - She made the last remarks looking at me from above.

Then she sat on me as if I was a real chair on the floor. She felt very comfortable: the TV set was on the level of her eyes, the bowl with grapes was close to her, so she didn?t have to stretch her hand to it and her slave was under her? The girl squirmed a bit trying to sit more comfortably?

I gave a deep sigh when felt her weight fully on me. I had to hold my legs tight because she leaned against them with her back. Her butt pressed on my belly, and legs were stretched astride my face. Oh, she was sitting on me? Incredible?

I saw nothing before me, just a small part of ceiling between her knees. The minutes passed too slowly? I couldn?t speak or complain? A chair cannot talk!

I had to move the point of support sometimes and prevent my body from becoming numb. Thanks God, Helen allowed that? My Mistress understood I was a living being and felt very uncomfortable sitting in that position. You shouldn?t go too far as you can easily forget to untie a person and his hands will become numb. Anyway one shouldn?t spoil the thing he might need later. The girl was amused by the fact she treated her THINGS well?

She felt quiet and comfortable having grapes close to her, watching a good program on TV and feeling a slave under her… I was afraid even to breathe too hard. My occasional fuss entertained her. It meant I felt inconvenient but endured everything.

This Sunday was really difficult for me and it turned into a kind of test. My Lady was having a rest after fucking me fiercely yesterday. I never knew what to expect from her. She could lash me, fuck me, made me eat her or be a chair for her?

The fact I was spending Sunday as a chair was incredible for me. I was extremely exhausted. The day was very tiring indeed. I wanted to stand up and stop that but? I was afraid, afraid of this girl! This thought struck me? I wanted to tell her about my feelings but was scared… I wondered if she knew how powerful she really was. I didn?t understand whether it was me who granted her that power or she got it herself. However, my Mistress?s discontent was the most important for me, more important than my own feelings. She would sit on me as long as she wanted. My mind belonged to her, my actions and of course my body. She was my Mistress?

There was one more thing that I was able to realize at that moment while I saw her legs on me. She would control my sexual needs either? She would know about each my orgasm? She would be the only one to allow me to climax and have a full control over the process.

She would be able to use me the way she wanted. I could feel and envision me turning into a pro licker. She trained me in oral caress so that I could use my tongue and mouth better than my cock. The most significant goal in the slave?s life was his Mistress?s pleasure ? that was the theory she used to hammer into my head.

To my horror, I realized that I would use my cock pretty seldom as my Lady ignored it. I used to feel proud of it, considered it beautiful and big. But meeting my Mistress made me change my mind.

She was interested in something different. And the most awful thing that I couldn?t grasp was that she tried to make me love anal sex. She wanted me to enjoy butt-fucking rather than ordinal sex. She was creating a girl with a cock or someone else from me. I had to struggle to prevent that bad influence of hers, otherwise her power over me would become really unlimited. I might turn into a lustful whore who would beg the Mistress to fuck her with a strap-on and give her butt for it. She was undoubtedly working on that and I had to oppose it with all my might.

Suddenly I imagined myself imploring her to fuck me. This idea made me shrink. I had to prevent that at any cost.

I knew this girl just a couple of days but she had changed me so much? And what was going to happen in future? I was thinking about it for the first time and no longer felt delightful about it. Slave?s life was much more complicated than I had fantasized. And especially if you had such a Mistress? She was making a new person from me, someone who she needed. And I couldn?t leave her as if I was spellbound?

It lasted too long for me. Being a chair was not easy and at a certain moment I wanted to ask her to let me stand up but restrained myself. Helen would probably take pity over me but she would be displeased for sure. She liked seeing me overcoming various difficulties for her. Her satisfaction was very important for me?

The girl decided to watch the program to the end, sitting on me. I sometimes turned a bit and moaned quietly for she was sitting on my soft flesh and I set my body against the hard floor.
When the program was over the girl rose and I let out a moan of relief.

- Good chair, - she passed her foot over my chest this way praising me.

- Thank you, my Lady? - I replied in a tired voice.

- Do you see how useful you are in household use, slave? ? She smiled. ? You can fulfill a lot of various functions: a soft pouffe, a foot rest, a comfortable chair, lots of things? I can use you as a table as well? I need to try that one day?

- Yes, my mistress? - I said with no excitement in my voice.

- Open your mouth! ? She suddenly ordered.

I opened my mouth looking at her watchfully? Helen was in perfect mood and decided to thank he slave in a peculiar way for his service? She raised her foot and put her big toe into my mouth?

- Take it inside! ? She demanded.

I squeezed my lips around her toe tightly and began sucking and tonguing it. The girl watched her slave?s actions for some time?

- You know your Mistress?s feet visually rather well but soon you?ll recognize their taste from millions of others? - Helen said. She looked pretty satisfied.

I gave a deep breath and winked my eyes approving her words? Helen felt cheerful and delightful. Looking down at her slave Helen heard her heart pounding evenly and confidently. She knew very well that the person below was her absolute possession and she would do anything to him with no objections from him.

?I can play with him as much as I want, - she thought. - Silly boy, you have nothing to do but bat and look at me in that submissive way. You know well that you depend on my mood and wishes now, - the girl grinned. - You are my thing, my obedient slave and can do nothing about it. Shall I allow him my sweetest part for licking? ? Helen thought lazily. But feeling that she didn?t want that actually, she said to herself, - Ok, my feet are enough for you?.

Squeezing her toe I was sucking it tenderly?

- Now the second one, slave! ? My Mistress pulled her foot out of my mouth sharply.

Helen raised her other foot and started playing with me, either passing it over my lips or my forehead giving me no opportunity to take it inside.

- Ok, here is it?. ? Helen took compassion on me and pushed the big toe of her foot into my mouth.

I did the same thing with this foot?

- Do you like it? ? The girl grinned.

I mumbled something indistinctly and nodded. She looked into my eyes and I removed my eyes? I sucked her toe for some time?

It was late in the afternoon and I was both hungry and thirsty. I could cope with hunger but was tormented by thirst. When she pulled her foot out of my mouth I dared to ask:

- My Lady, can I drink something?.. I am so thirsty?

- Thirsty?.. ? Helen thought about it for a few seconds and when her face lighted up I understood she again had a crazy idea. ? Ok, slave, I?ll give you a drink!.. Stand on your fours and wait for me here!

The girl left the room. I stood on my fours moaning as I had spent an hour or so on my back. I knew she had something on her mind. She would never stop and would make up new and more elaborate entertainments for her. She would use me in all ways possible. I was listening to every sound?

Soon she appeared smiling slyly.

- Crawl after me, slave. On your fours!

I followed her being happy about the fact I would drink something. I smiled in anticipation.
Crawling naked in her apartment was not shameful for me after all those things she had done to me.

When I was in the kitchen I stopped still. I was at a loss? A crystal glass was in the middle of the room filled with something white?

- Why are you so frightened? ? Helen couldn?t stop smiling seeing her slave?s charming face. ? This is milk! I decided to give you milk! Come closer but don?t drink it right away?

I approached to the glass on my fours and stopped. I liked milk, neither warm nor hot, I loved ice cold milk from the fridge. The milk in the glass seemed to me so yummy that I could hardly restrain myself not to drink it immediately? The girl was watching her slave.

- By the way, you need to improve walking on your fours, you can?t do it well, - my Mistress said. ? I don?t want any clumsiness. I?ll train you, slave. I can want you on your fours all day long? and of course no speaking! However, you can bark quietly if you would like, - Helen smiled. ? You?ll have to ask for permission to piss either. It is also very important for you. Do you agree that a pet has to be trained?

- Yes, my Lady? - I answered looking at her feet.

- Right answer, slave! ? She said.

I sighed thinking about such a prospect?

- Well, now you?re standing in the wrong position! I dislike it! ? Her voice was serious and displeased, I learned to recognize that. ? You?re almost sitting and leaning your weight on your feet. It is not correct! I didn?t tell you to sit down. When you are on your fours you should be on your fours and not the way you are standing now! Ok, listen to me? - Helen looked like a teacher who was trying to explain something to her student. ? You have four extremities, right? You should put your weight on all of them, full balance, slave.

I looked at her feeling really offended. I was thirsty and milk was so close to me. And she was saying all that? But Helen was implacable?

- Straddle your hands and bend them in elbows! This way? lean on them either? not only on your feet. Straighten your fingers? yeah? - the Mistress observed her slave carrying out her instructions. ? Move a bit forward? ok? now your legs? when you are standing they should be moved apart a bit ? Your cock must be hanging down? You?re a boy, a male? - Helen grinned. ? You have to be proud of your cock. Yes, right? Remember everything. You know that I don?t like repeating something twice. Don?t forget about hands! No, another way? Even distribution of support on all four extremities! I?ve told you! Yes? Now I see you?re standing on your fours… Don?t spread your legs so widely? Ok, your body? When you are standing your butt should be stuck out a bit. I like it this way, do you understand? ? Helen laughed when I tried to do that. ? No, you?re stupid!!!
It wasn?t funny for me at all. I was looking sadly at the glass with milk feeling my face burning from shame?

- Do you think that if you move your body back and put your knees together you?ll succeed? ? She kept on teaching me. ? Return to initial position. Yes. You should use your waist and shoulders as well, more than you think! Women?s plasticity will do better here but you?ll do it, I know? - She humiliated me again. ? Bend your back, slave? Ok? Do you see that your butt is stuck out itself due to that? Good job, slave! ? Helen suddenly had an idea to fuck him, but it would take a lot of time and she didn?t want to work on it. And the game was pleasant either. - Draw both of your shoulders back? Ok? this way? You can?t see that but you must feel it. Your butt and shoulders should be on the same level and your back bent a little? Ok… right? Stop still! ? My Mistress said seeing the slave in the very position she was interested in. - Stand still, slave! Get used to this position! I want to see you right this way! Is it clear?

- Yes, my Lady, - I felt uncomfortable and it hurt much.

- Very well, my doggy, - Helen grinned looking at her slave. ? I like the fact you have plasticity. You understand quickly what I want from you. I?m satisfied, slave!

- Thank you, My Mistress! ? It was her praise, too reserved and condescending but it was praise and I had to reply.

- You must be thirsty, slave? ? She asked.

- Oh, yes… very much… ? I was begging her.

- Ok, we?ll continue our training later. But keep everything in mind, slave!

- Of course, my Lady, - I agreed quickly looking at the milk which she was going to allow me to drink as I expected.

I was still in that damn position. I remembered it very well, as she wanted. I was standing on my fours… yes… This way slaves should stand before their masters. Helen shouldn?t have reminded me about it anymore. Her lesson was consolidated.

- Ok, slave? - my Mistress grinned slyly. ? I see you are really thirsty?

Then something happened that I hadn?t expected at all, that I couldn?t grasp?

The girl came up to the glass, raised her foot and plunged her toes into the milk! Then she raised her foot covered in milk to my face. I saw white drops sliding down her sole and falling back into the glass and on the floor?

- What?s up, slave? ? Helen was on the point of laughing seeing her confused slave. ? Did you want to drink? ? Lick the milk from my foot! This way you?ll slake your thirst!

- Ooh? - I heard this sound coming from me.

There was no any more milk on her toes and they were just glistening. I lowered my head, moved it a bit aside and wrapped my mouth around the toes.
- Very well, slave! ? Helen smiled. ? But be fast, I?m not going to stand this way for long. Do it fast! Or you?ll have nothing!

The last phrase almost killed me. Helen was smiling broadly watching her slave licking the milk from her foot? She couldn?t restrain herself and laughed quietly, enjoying the moment.

?I?ll give him something warmer today, - she said to herself and passed her hand over her belly. She was ecstatic being in this position before the man. - It would be hard to make him taste my urine, but I will! ? Helen was sure. ? I?ll force him! He would resist, implore, look at me with his eyes but do it anyway. - She made a decision. - I will lash him or tie or maybe both but he will taste it! Probably I?ll make it a ritual ? every morning the first thing to do is to drink my morning urine. ? She wanted to see tears in her slave?s eyes. ? He?ll feel sick but it?ll be so nice to see. However, it?s too early to think about that, - Helen laughed from those thoughts. ? If I tell him about my plans he will faint? It?s too early? - She was sure. - What a silly creature! ? Helen looked at her slave from above. ? He is licking my foot delightfully.?

But this was her creature; she had tamed him, deprived him of any wishes and made an obedient toy from him. She even felt genuine affection to him. Of course, the girl noticed his obedience and devotion. It was all so humiliating and unpleasant for him but he endured it. It was what Helen wanted from him.

Soon I sucked my Mistress?s foot thoroughly and had some milk taste in my mouth. I couldn?t understand why she was so cheerful and happy.

?She probably has something on her mind again? I thought with horror.

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