Message-ID: <535eli$9704151507@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: Path: qz!news.accessus.net!not-for-mail X-Path-Preload: news.accessus.net preloaded to thwart rogue canceller there Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: neil Subject: a slave's road-6 repost-6 IF YOU ARE UNDER 21, DO NOT READ THIS MATERIAL. This story contains Female domination, extreme foot worship, Mm, and most aspects of a D/s relationship. If these subjects offend you, then please leave now. As you might notice, I am making my chapters (parts) smaller. It seems some newsgroup services are breaking them down on their own. I want to leave the story ending in a choice spot, so perhaps this will work better. I welcome all comments. Please feel free to email neil (me) at curiosub@aol.com (alias sanesub) A slave's road-Part 6 After Linda left, I finished cleaning up the kitchen. Mistress went out to the lanai to read and relax. The sky was turning dark. A stiff wind was coming from the north, and you could smell a storm in the air. But that was typical for June in Indiana. Actually, I found a good storm brewing quite romantic. The temperature cooled down and it seemed to put an erotic charge in the air. After the dishes were put away, I went out to see if Sheila wanted anything. She was still in her summery blue dress. She was reading the newspaper. Her feet were bare and she was resting them on the coffee table. Her right ankle was crossed over her left. Her soft beautiful soles were facing me and I couldn't keep my eyes of them. "Do you need anything Mistress?" "You can bring me a glass of ice water and chat with me a while." "May I get one for myself also?" Sheila laughed heartily. "A bit thirsty are you? I guess your mouth did have quite a work out today, didn't it?" "Yes ma'am." "Go ahead and get two glasses John. Then come back and sit next to me. We need to talk some." I came back and took a seat on the other end of the couch. She tucked her feet under her and faced me. Her sparkling green eyes met mine. "How do you feel about what happened this afternoon John?" "I hope I pleased you Mistress." "You did great John, but that's not what I'm talking about. How do you feel inside....being used by a stranger, being loaned out by me, your owner. I want you to tell me how you really feel. I want you to get in touch with your submissive self, John. I want to own a part of your soul." "I feel very free and natural when I am under your power Mistress, like it is meant to be. I uh...well ...this is kind of hard to put in words.... " "Go ahead John. In order for this relationship to work you must tell me everything. Now tell me." "I have always respected you and Tom. You are my best friends. Perhaps that is why I have suppressed my feelings about you. I know I have always found you beautiful, inside and out. You always seemed too far up the echelon for me, so I relegated myself to being your friend. Not because I thought you were stuck up, but it is just your whole demeanor. You are as down to earth and friendly as any one I know, but you exude class. You don't even realize you do it. It's just natural. Perhaps it's your breeding ....I don't know. But I do know that since this weekend these feelings about you are surfacing. I realize now that they have been there a long time. I am in love with you Sheila." Sheila's eyes smiled at me. She didn't speak right away, and when she did she spoke very earnestly. "I have good female intuition John. I have always felt certain passionate vibes from you but I didn't realize how deep they were. You know that I love Tom as my husband, as my mate and equal for life." "Of course I do Mistress. And I would never want to interfere with that, even if I could. I am sexually submissive. I would never be truly happy in a relationship where I couldn't be submissive. What I am saying is I look at you as my Queen. Yes I lust to be your slave, but it goes far beyond simple lust. Your power is so deep in me Mistress. You are a part of my soul. Just the scent of you is enough to make me completely helpless....totally in your power. Every time I look at you, my knees get weak. Being owned by you is having my wildest and biggest fantasy come true." "I never realized that I had that powerful of an impact on you John. What you just said is very special to me. It is also something I will use to enslave you even further. From what I just heard, you are telling me you want to be my slave with absolutely no limits; is this correct? "Yes Mistress", I solemnly replied. "In that case John, your training this week is going to progress much faster than originally planned. I see no reason why I shouldn't start using you as our full-fledged slave right now. You have no idea how much power you just gave me with your confession.....or maybe you do", she smiled. "I want you to shower again, put some oil all over your smooth body, dab some of my perfume on, and put on your lace apron. You are going to meet Tom as he comes in the door. You will be on your knees with a cold beer in a frosted mug in your hand. We are going to use you tonight like you have never been used before." Just as she completed her sentence, a bolt of lightning flashed close by and a loud clap of thunder seemed to shake the lanai. We both looked at each other in silence. She was smiling and relaxed. I was a little timid, not from the storm but from what she just said. I thought I would touch her heart with my confession of love to her. Instead she took my love as a powerful tool to lead me further down the road to total slavery. I was just starting to realize this was not some fun, sexy, spur of the minute fling for her. She wanted a permanent slave. Someone who would devote their life to her......to give up their self to become her property. I knew I could never do this with someone I didn't love, no matter how beautiful they were. But I also knew that I couldn't deny Sheila anything. I loved her in a way that no one else did. She knew that now, and as she said, would use that love to enslave me totally. I felt both scared and aflame with passion. On one side I was thinking; what in the hell have I gotten myself into, my whole life is about to change drastically. On the other side it was much more than thinking. It was a feeling of love and surrender that I felt down to my soul. It made me feel more alive than I have ever felt before. I realized there was no choice. My road was already chosen. TO BE CONTINUED..... I