To Train a Slave

He is mine. He has dedicated himself to me. I wasn't sure at first if I could accept this, but now, I'm glad I did. He is so much happier now and that, in the end, is truly what matters to me. Plus, I have to admit, my live is easier, better, less stressful since he has entered it. The poor man was directionless before. Now, he is focused, not just in his service to me, but in his life. He tells me he feels grounded, secure. The first thing I did to help him with this was to establish a set of rules. We discussed them, made adjustments, and once we agreed, we posted them in my bedroom. He also committed them to memory - his little gift to me.

1.  The Lady's wardrobe will be kept neat, the clothes ironed and shoes cleaned at all times.
2.  The slave will prepare the Lady's bath and serve her a chilled glass of white wine.
3.  The slave will attempt to follow specific orders from the Lady at all times.
4.  If the slave cannot or will not follow an order, he will respectfully explain why.
5.  The slave will worship the Lady's feet each evening after she arrives home from work.
6.  The slave will never touch himself or have an orgasm without the Lady's permission.
7.  In public, the slave will behave in a gentlemanly but not subservient manner at all times.
8.  The slave will willingly accept any forms of discipline or punishment from the following list:  enforced chastity, enforced nudity, sleeping on the floor, acting as furniture, performance of menial household tasks, enforced silence.
9.  Other forms of discipline or punishment will be discussed and agreed to mutually.
10.  The slave will always see to his Lady's sexual pleasure before his own.

Following this list of rules, I also set up a variety of new skills I wanted him to learn.

1.  massage
2.  manicure and pedicure
3.  waxing
4.  sewing (for mending purposes only)

So far, my dear boy has learned basic massage techniques and has become quite adept at giving a manicure and pedicure. I am very pleased with his progress, but more so, he feels more self satisfaction and confidence.

Now, during the Mardi Gras season, I have arranged for a little pleasure for him. Each day he is to masturbate and attain orgasm at least once and up to five times. This is, after all, the season for pleasure.

However, once lent, the season of repentance begins, he will be in chastity until Easter. He knows this is coming and has accepted the challenge. Yes, it seems harsh, but think how wonderful his Easter celebration will be!

Serving her - his perspective

Today's society would most likely look down on me for being a slave to my Mistress, but that really doesn't bother me a bit. This is who I am and I'm proud of it. Last week, though, I displeased her, broke a simple rule by pleasuring myself in the shower. Now, I'm in chastity. I love this and hate it at the same time. I love her control over me. She wears the key on a bracelet so that I see it every time she moves her arm, a constant reminder that she has the ultimate control over me. Also, because I am in chastity doesn't mean that she is. I still attend to her, kissing her feet, her legs, giving her pleasure orally. I kiss and suckle her clit, finger fuck her until she cums. This always brings me both joy and pain. I have pleased her but I so want release myself. Normally, she allows me release at least once a day so a week in forced chastity has truly humbled me. I beg her nightly to give me this release. She touches me, kisses me, she cradles my balls, even kisses them. I'm crying by this point. Then, she stops. She smiles at me, tells me to come to bed. I hold her naked body against mine, offering her my warmth and comfort. She tells me to sleep. Perhaps tomorrow she will release me. Perhaps.

She is a strict Mistress and I love her with all my heart an soul.

Serving Her

A simple command. That was what she had given him. He had begged her to give him more responsibilities and she had agreed. He was not to orgasm. Never. Well, never when he wasn't in her presence that is. This morning, though, he had confessed that while showering, he had touched himself, though of being inside of her was too much for him and he had, indeed, cum.  I understand why it happened, but I simply cannot allow him to disobey. He will lose respect for me as his Mistress and I will have failed to give him the discipline he requires to be happy.

Therefore, he will suffer a punishment. Harsh, but needed. He will be in chastity. He will lock himself into the device and then humbly offer me the key. He will remain nude in my presence and below me unless he is serving me. He will kneel, crawl, lie on the floor. He will kiss and worship my body with his hands, his mouth. He will suckle my nipples while I bring myself to orgasm with a vibrator. He will massage my feet.

 He will dress fashionably and escort me to dinner, movies, parties. He will be a perfect gentleman, holding the door for me, seeing to my drink, driving.

All the while he will be in chastity.

For how long? Until I decide he can not last another moment. Until he begs me to release him. And then - I'll wait a bit longer. Only then, I unlock him. Then, he will make love to me. Gently. Slowly. Pleasing me. Only after I have cum will I allow him a pleasurable ending.