Xenia Chapter 13 and a half

“Master, here is my lists. I hope they are pleasing.”

“Shhhhh-You weren’t told you could speak.” He looked over the list carefully. He frowned and smiled. Xenia watched his face, looking for clues, cues for his next move.

Washing Master with tongue-completely ending with sex of Master’s choice of course.

Watching slave being used and / or humiliated by a task, a person of Master’s choice or exposure.

Analingus for Master

Developing an even deeper submission

If Master allows slave to stay in room with Master, greeting Master naked on my knees ready for a blow job or with legs spread wide for his inspection and sex.

Punishments- bathroom slave
riding the wooden pony especially in public or in front of Master’s friends

clit and nipples chained together, ginger figging to discourage tightening of butt cheeks and ass whipped hard
Being forced to appear naked and submissive in front of old school crowd-especially those who were admiring or bullies. Perhaps to pleasure them and obey them as well.

Being taken to bar or truck stop and forced to be naked and flirting with ALL of the men, with them allowed to fondle, grope and experiment with Master’s slave, perhaps suspended and bound and they get to invent tortures and humiliations.

Being forced to deliver oral sex to another woman, especially in front of others. THAT would be a tough one.

“So-you have thought a bit. Most of this would please me now-but I will arrange one for today. Xenia-go shower, put on some perfume and one of those hospital gowns.”
Xenia got up to obey. Master gathered some things, handcuffs, chains, lube and a few other optional items and went upstairs to get the car ready.

Xenia carefully shaved her cunt smooth and washed well. She applied scented lotion to her entire body, slowly and sensuously as she started getting a little aroused wondering what was going to happen. The mystery and surprise of being a slave.

She put on some soft perfume and a gown with snap on sleeves and front-or was it back, Master almost always had it snap in front-so she did. She almost reached down to finger her clit stopping herself just time. No permission.

Master came back down the stairs and handcuffed her hands behind her, and walked her to the front door and to the car. Xenia sat in the back as always-tinted windows-easier to be less dressed. She sat in the middle spreading her legs wide as taught by Master. She saw him adjust the mirror so he could look when he wanted to.

Xenia could see the truckers craning their heads to see in the car-they could something was up and wanted a voyeur’s view. She put her head down and grasped the gown with her teeth and pulled it up over her enough so they could see what they were looking for. Good thing the Master put towels down for her as she was getting wetter and wetter as the truckers peeked in.

Master stopped in front of the seediest, nastiest bar in town. Xenia’s eyes grew wide as she realized what he’d “arranged”.

“Get out” Master said as he opened the door. She walked in, hands cuffed behind her she felt the ball gag go in her mouth and Master unsnapping the gown-she was naked in front of all the patrons-all of them.

They turned on their stools at the sound of their entrance and gazed, totally dumbfounded and mostly delighted at the show before. Master leaned into her ear whispering-“Now go up to them each-ALL of them and they can feel all they wish. Spread your legs so they can feel it all, easily, each of them, one at a time.”

To prove his point, Master took her by the cuffs, pushing and walked her up to the first one-he was dirty, huge and looked rough. He worked outside. His greedy lust-filled eyes moved over her and he grabbed first a tit and then her cunt, fingering her clit and hole. Xenia’s hole moistened, his hands were calloused, scratching her and it felt good. She unconsciously spread her legs for him, inviting him to do more. The man started playing harder with her clit and moved his finger into her hole. Master smiled with approval. He moved away after whispering to her to go to each, until she’s been to them all.

Master said “Time to move-and don’t you dare have an orgasm.” Xenia moved to each man, until she came to the woman. Xenia felt herself balk inside, then obediently step forward. The woman was surprised to be included, and reached down to feel between Xenia’s legs, she pulled and tweaked her clit and Xenia thought she was going to disobey her Master and cum, but was able to resist, thankfully she woman stopped and went back to drink.

Master talked to the woman a moment and then turned to Xenia “Slave! Get on your knees.” Xenia knew that voice. Something was going to happen. “Slave-lick her clit, until she cums or tells you to stop.” Xenia started trembling-she’s never done that before, didn’t want to. She knew the only choice for her was obedience, she had agreed to be a total slave-in all ways at all times. The woman raised her skirt and Xenia began to lick and tease her clit.

The men gathered to watch. Xenia was not enjoying any of it except…………..the trance she was falling into. That other dimension of submission, drunk with it. The room was dim and disappearing as Xenia worked harder feeling the woman’s clit get hard, the juices started to flow and Xenia got more and more intoxicated in the slave’s ecstasy. Xenia felt herself dripping, not for the licking, but for the excitement of Master and his rule.
Suddenly the woman started throbbing and her hips thrust forward in orgasm, Xenia sat back on her feet as the woman caught her breath and looked at Master and Xenia, lowering her skirt again. She smiled at Xenia and thanked Master for sharing his property.

Xenia sat there, amazed and still under the spell of Master. Dazed and yet pleased.

“Slave. You’re not done yet” Xenia looked around and Master was standing behind her-with more ideas.