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Collected by Djian
update marts 18 2007
THE FOLLOWING IS A TRUE STORY
OF ONE MAN'S EXPERIENCE IN DOMINATION
AT THE HANDS OF HIS 18 YEAR OLD NEIGHBOUR.
Dominated by Ashley
by unknown
My name is Jim and I guess many would call me a pretty
average guy in a pretty average neighbourhood. I have a wife and
two daughters, both under ten years old. My wife always wanted to
have kids but she refused to give up her career as a corporate
attourney to take care of them properly, so we regularly hired
Ashley, our next door neighbour to look after them.
Ashley was only about 18 or 19 years old and attended the
junior college in town. Even though she was already working to pay
her way through college, she used the babysitting job to earn a
little extra spending cash, and my wife and I were more than glad
to help her out. Ashley had been babysitting for us regularly for
the last 4 years, and to tell the truth, I had gotten quite
attracted to her. My wife was always gone on business trips, and
I just couldn't get the voluptuous babysitter out of my mind. Of
course I could not let anybody know of my latent lust for our
Ashley, so I contented myself to dream about her, in all her
sexual splendor, from afar.
And oh, how did I love to catch glimpses of her around the house!
Ashley was about 5 foot six, with wavy dark brown hair and blue
eyes. She had pretty big and well developed breasts and a tight,
firm ass that always swayed when she walked. Ashley's wardrobe
consisted of several pairs of tight, short shorts, and she also
often wore cutoff jeans that hugged the curves of her ass rather
lustfully. Most of the time she wore halter-top shirts or other
shirts that exemplified her gorgeous cleavage and firm midriff.
Shoes were an optional part of Ashley's ensemble, to be worn now
and again, but mostly not at all. My wife often called her "a
whorish piece of trash", judging from her revealing wardrobe, but
still hired her to look after the kids when we were away.
My wife contracted Ashley last weekend to watch the house
while she was in Houston meeting with her clients, and I was in
Atlanta making a sales call. We usually pay her when we get back,
but that time my wife told Ashley to come by later in the week for
her payment. By Thursday, my wife and the kids went up to visit
their grandmother in Michigan, leaving me alone for the weekend.
This was the first time I had been all alone in the house for
years. I didn't really know what to do, and I drifted by rather
aimlessly all afternoon. I didn't have to be at work until next
week, so I decided to review my sales portfolio. That proved to
be boring, so I tried watching some TV, which also bored me
terribly.
In my boredom, my thoughts turned to Ashley, her soft voice,
her sexy hair, and her gorgeous ass poking out through her shorts.
I tried masturbating, but nothing happened. All out of options, I
decided to take in a little dinner.
After dinner, I started to take out the trash for the
evening. As I got outside, I noticed a figure walking
licentiously down the street toward my house. My penis felt a
surge run through it as I realized that it was none other than my
neighbor, Ashley. I hefted up the trashcans and began to walk
toward the curb, slowly taking her figure into view. It was
Ashley, all right, walking down the street in faded cutoff jeans
and a white halter top. Her shirt ended right below her tits, and
her tight, tan waist was encircled by a wide black belt. I
couldn't take my eyes off her as she walked closer and closer to
my house.
As she walked closer, our eyes met and I waved "Hi, Ash", as
I watched her take a long drag off a cigarette. She did not
respond and my heart sank. But soon she was standing in front of
my curb, and seemed impatient. Suddenly I realized, her
babysitting charge! My wife forgot to pay her before she left for
Michigan!
I promptly said, "Oh, Ashley, sorry, you want your money
don't you?"
Ashley just smiled and said, "Let's go inside-I want a lot
more than that."
I had no choice but to invite her in. What could she
mean? Could she really want me? We turned and walked toward the
house, and Ashley padded barefoot up the driveway. Once inside, I
asked her what was on her mind. Ashley did not answer and instead
gave me a mean, bitchy look.
"You want me, don't you?", she said.
Looking a bit stunned I answered, "What makes you think
that?".
Ashley whipped out, "Dont give me that shit! For two years
I've watched your eyes all over me. Out on the curb tonight I
thought you were about to drool all over yourself- so don't play
games with me."
Feeling sheepish, I finally admitted that ever since I can
remember I had always wanted to get her alone to fuck her. I told
her how my wife is too busy with her work to fulfill my sexual
desires and that she was gone even right now.
Ashley just smirked and said, "Well, if you want me you're
going to have to play by my rules. I've been thinking about this
for a long time", and took another drag off her cigarette. I told
her my wife doesn't allow smoking in the house, and she snapped "I
don't give a FUCK what that bitch thinks. From now on all that
matters is what I think, do you understand."
I must admit, I was a bit perplexed; what could she be
getting at? Did she still want her money?
Ashley, seeing this look of doubt, said "If you want me, I
told you you're gonna play by my rules. My rules are simple.
Just do anything I say. If you agree to this you can have me
around for the weekend, if not, I'll leave right now and tell your
wife you tried to seduce me when she gets back." I knew I wanted
her, but this was getting wierd. After a few seconds of thought, I
decided to go along with being her toy for the weekend.
Ashley just chuckled and said, "Good, slave, now you are
mine. From now on you shall adress me as Mistress Ashley. If you
do not, or do not follow my instructions, you shall be punished."
All I could do now is to meekly stare at my new mistress, one that
I have dreamed about fucking for so long, back when she was just
the girl next door.
Mistress Ashley hissed, "On your knees, motherfucker!".
As she circled around me she barked out, "Now strip down,
compelety naked -and don't fuck around keeping me waiting!!". I
must have gotten undressed in record time, ripping my clothes off
and throwing them down. Just as I was completely undressed,
Mistress Ashley grabbed my hair and jerked my head back. She took
the last drag out of her cigarette, and flipped the ashes into my
face. To my surprise, Mistress Ashley ordered, "Open your mouth,
slave." I quickly opened my mouth for her and she dropped
cigarette butt into it. I felt a quick shock of pain as the
cigarette extinguished against the lining of my mouth. Mistress
Ashley leaned over me ever so slightly and ordered me to swallow
it.
Eager to please my new mistress, I did. She then violently
pulled my hair back further and shreiked, "That's all you are now!
A trash can for whatever I want to put in you, do you understand,
you fucking piece of shit?" She then let out a chuckle and told
me she was taking me to the master bedroom. She lifted me up by
my hair, and once I was standing, she wrapped one hand tightly
around my stiff cock.
"We'll use this as a leash for you now, until I get a real
one."
I felt a sharp tug on my penis as Mistress Ashley started
walking toward the master bedroom on the other side of the house.
I struggled to keep up the pace with my halter topped, barefoot
mistress as I wondered just what I had gotten myself into. As I
followed her, she increased the pressure on my cock, and she was
squeezing as tightly as she could by the time we arrived. Once in
the room, Ashley released my throbbing penis and plopped down on
my bed.
As Mistress Ashley was getting comfortable on the bed she
told me, "This used to be your bed. Now it is mine. A worthless
cock slave like you doesn't deserve a bed. From now on you will
sleep in there", pointing to the bathroom. "You will stay in the
shower at all times except when I call for you, do you
understand?"
I lowered my eyes and answered meekly, "Yes mistress."
Mistress Ashley stretched out on the bed and ordered, "Now
get yourself used to your new room. I'll call for you later."
I awoke in the shower to find Mistress Ashley standing
over me, with one leg on each side, still wearing the same outfit
she was this evening. "Get up, slave, and follow me," Ashley
barked at my prone figure.
As Mistress Ashley turned to walk out, I jumped up and
quickly followed her to another room. Mistress Ashley sat down on
my leather executive chair and crossed her legs. She ordered me
to crawl to her and to sit at the base of the chair.
She softly said, "You were a good boy tonight getting into
your new life without complaining. I'll let you have a special
reward. For that you shall get permission to lick my feet clean."
I looked down and saw my Mistress had bright red toenails, but her
soles were extremely dirty from walking around barefoot all day.
She turned her foot up and shoved the dark sole into my face.
"Now lick it clean- and maybe later I'll let you lick
something else."
I went to work licking my mistresses foot, taking long, slow
licks and tasting every bit of the day-old dirt, salt, and sweat.
After I licked her soles clean, she ordered me to suck her toes as
well. Her toes were equally dirty, as I heard her softly purring
in her chair. After I finished licking her toes to her
satisfaction, my mouth tasted bitter and salty from licking her
dirty feet.
She caught the feeling in my eyes, laughed and said, "Only
one more to go", as she shoved her other set of toes in my burning
mouth. This time she wasn't as content to let me just suffer the
humiliation of licking the dirt from her blackened soles. As I
was licking between her toes, I felt her pushing her foot further
and further into my mouth. I first took her toes all in my mouth
at once, then as she pressed harder, I took inch after inch of her
lovely foot into my mouth.
"Now swallow my foot, slave", Mistress Ashley growled, as she
pushed her foot harder and deeper into my mouth. My mouth was
completely stuffed, and I began to gag. Mistress Ashley then
withdrew her foot quickly from my mouth, looking angry.
"I offer you a gift like that and you openly defy me!!".
"but.... I...", was all my sore mouth could say.
Mistress Ashley screamed, "You do whatever I say,
Motherfucker! I told you to swallow my foot and now you must be
punished!!"
She jumped up from the chair and slowly unhooked her 2" wide
belt and took it off. As it dangled from her side, she grabbed my
hair and dragged me over to the couch. She threw me over the arm
of the couch, where my ass was perched over the hump, feeling very
vulnerable. Mistress Ashley walked over in front of me, and
perhaps to tease me, unbuttoned the front of her cutoffs and
unzipped them down all the way.
"Now you will pay for your disobedience, you cocksucker!".
I just caught a glimpse of a few of her pussy-hairs as she
walked behind me. Mistress Ashley raised the belt high over her
head, spread her legs wider just a tad, and then I felt the harsh
bite of the leather come down on my ass. She hit me again and
chuckled. The next time she hit me my Ass was on fire from her
beating.
"See what happens when you disobey me?", she yelled as she
spanked my ass over and over.
After about the 20th swat, she stopped momentarily to strip
off her sweat-soaked halter. She tossed it down and continued to
batter my buns with her belt. The sweat was running down her
exposed tits as they flew and twitched every time she brought the
belt down. My ass was really burning now, and I yelped in pain
each time she hit me with her belt.
Mistress Ashley stopped and asked "Had enough, slave?"
I whimpered, about to cry, "YYess...Mistress..".
My Mistress then replied, "Then only 10 more for you."
She swatted me ten more times and then dropped the belt. She
lifted up my head and I saw she was absolutely covered with sweat.
Her skin shined brightly and I saw her shorts were almost
completely soaked through. She walked over to the chair and stood
right in front of it. She ordered me to crawl in front of her,
but I could barely move my legs without sharp pains spreading over
my ass and thighs from my punishment.
She laughed as she saw my obvious pain, and as I finally
crawled right in front of her, she said, "Beating your ass makes
me horny", as she slipped out of her cutoffs and sank down in the
chair, spreading her legs wide to expose her dripping snatch.
"Service me now, slut!", she commanded as my tongue instinctively
went right for her cunt. I worked my tongue in and out of her
pussy, gliding past her clit each time. Mistress Ashley wrapped
her strong legs around my head, holding me in and ordering me to
bring her off.
"Suck me, Make me COME, motherfucker!", she cried as her legs
squeezed my head and her pussy juice ran all over my face. Within
seconds, she went into a bucking orgasm and let a flood of cunt
juice loose all over my face and the chair as she yelled out, "OH
YESS, Yess, Yess, my little fucker, make me come Good!".
She quickly composed herself, and pushed me away. "That was
good, slave.", she congratulated me, "But you are a fucking mess.
Go wait in your shower for me to come clean you off."
I plodded off to the bathroom not knowing what to expect.
Maybe she was going to let me take a shower. In any rate, I was
glad we were having this little experience, although I had no idea
my 18 year-old next door neighbor could be so kinky. I lay down
on the floor of the shower and waited for what seemed an eternity.
Finally, I heard my young mistress plodding down the hall. As she
stepped into the shower, I immediately smelled the musk of
freshly-fucked teenage pussy. She walked over and straddled me,
still naked from our little pussy-eating session.
She tilted her head and laughed, "You are a little dirtier
than I thought, slave. This will take a special shower." My
heart raced as I immediately knew what was coming. "You have my
pussy juice all over your face. I'll be nice and wash it off for
you." Upon saying this, Mistress Ashley straddled my head and
lowered her crotch about a foot over my face.
"Get ready, open your mouth, whore!", she said as she let out
a stream of hot piss from her bladder. She traced the piss first
in my hair, then I felt it wash over my forehead, onto my nose,
and then my neck. After a few seconds, Mistress Ashley directed
the stream right into my mouth, and I felt the bittersweet, hot
piss hit the back of my throat.
"Now drink it all, like a good slave," she chimed in as I
swallowed her fiery urine. I lay there, gulping her piss down,
trying to swallow it all, as I felt it running down into my
stomach. Her piss tasted hot and salty, and after a few seconds I
had had enough. But I knew that if I didn't drink it all like she
wanted, she would just punish me more. After she drained all of
her piss into my mouth, she lowered her pussy to my face and
ordered me to lick the extra piss from her pussy lips. After her
pussy was cleaned, she stepped out of the tub and left. She came
back with her shorts back on, smoking a cigarette.
"I hope you enjoyed your dinner, baby", she teased as she
flicked her ashes over me. "Now you can rinse yourself off and go
to sleep, slave. I won't be needing you for the rest of the
night." I got up to my feet, and felt the minutes-old piss
trickle down from my forehead onto my chest.
Just before she walked out, Mistress Ashley turned and
advised, "If you think today was wild, just wait until tomorrow."
My mistress walked out, still holding her cigarette. After my
shower I lied down to go to sleep on the wet tiled floor,
wondering what my mistress had planned for me next.