Fantasy

It began Sunday as it had been instructed it should. They had a free day, nothing to worry about, no reason to worry about the outside world. It looked at the clock She placed on the floor, 10.00am clicked around and it raised its head crawled to the base of the bed and slipped under the duvet. It kissed Her warm toes, soft as always, mmmm Sunday. How it loved Sundays with Her. It slowly sucked each toe, running its tongue between them, kissing the sole of Her delicious f

It couldn’t pretend it was comfortable or enjoyable. She had been clear as its permanent collar was locked it was entirely Hers now to do as She saw fit. It loved Her though, so much that it ached to please Her. She had gone out a few hours ago, it could see there was a spring in Her step. She had selected from the clothes it had prepared for Her and had it help Her dress. Black stockings (She knew what they did to it), black silk bra and matching panties. A stunning green

Despite itself it couldn’t stop thinking about Her again. It knew that was the point of course, that She had caged it for this reason. When they had last met it had been so excited to receive Her training collar, knowing it was progressing, one step at a time to a permanent place at Her feet. When She had put it on it was smaller than the one they’d played with previously, ‘easier for its running’ She had said smiling, as She pushed it snugly inside. The integral lock cli

She woke as normal with it on the floor beside Her. She had slept through, safe and warm in Her other Home. A buzz shock to its cage meant it knelt up beside Her, She slipped a hand through its collar and pulled it close. ‘Morning’ it kissed Her soft lips gently, ‘Bold, but acceptable, now go get breakfast’ Downstairs Her order was on the table as usual and it made up Her tray, toast and fruit salad today, Her tea pot warmed and ready and the single rose on the tray. It b

It walked back to the room and let itself in. Mistress was showering. It knew the protocol at this stage. It stripped quickly to just its cage, and day collar. On the bedside table She had placed its metal collar, a clear indication that this was now its place for the remainder of its stay at heel. The nipple chain was also there as were the leather ankle and wrist restraints. She was humming in the shower. They may or may not be used tonight but they’d be in place tomo

It received the message to its phone. ‘Heel’ It had prepared the room earlier, as discussed and agreed - Although with the odd surprise which it hoped would make Her smile. It knocked on the door, She was standing there grinning. It had been a long way round and the boy was very very far from perfect, but perhaps this was proving to be the best way for them since Mistress genuinely didn’t have to compromise at all. It closed the door behind it. Knelt with eyes down and

It had been Owned for several years now by Mistress - each day it was grateful for Her Ownership. It knew it has become fitter, sharper at work and focused - focused on Her Pleasure, and on being the boy She could be proud of. Over time rules had amended and rituals had become second nature. She would monitor its daily food, alcohol and exercise. It was fun, it made Her smile. Periodically it would be called for use, at a location where She was travelling for work or plea

It got home from work ready for the weekend. Unlocking its door and walking in it could sense something different. A post it note on the floor. ‘Strip and Crawl. My Bedroom. Mistress Ni C x’ It hadn’t expected Her. It mentally checked if the house was ready for a visit. Thankfully tidy, Her room always prepared in case. Yes, should be fine. It packed away its clothes - crawled up the stairs and then paused at Her door. ‘Enter’ She must have been listening. Keeping e

It had never smoked, never fancied it, it hadn’t even tried. Unless you counted the one time. Maybe there was a second time to come. She sat above it, it at Her feet naked and collared for Her. No eye contact, it had been a lovely evening, sharing gin and tonics, chatting in the bar, catching up again after so long. She was as poised as ever, knowing exactly the effect She always had on it, both as a friend and confidant and as its Owner. It had kept Her drink topped

‘I’m not craving being brutal, I just want to know I can be if I choose’ It well remembered Her texting that a year or so ago. It knew She cared deeply but also that the more She used and shaped it, the more She loved these little pushes deeper, to see if She could. First She had gone ahead with piercing its nipples, and how She loved toying with it, slipping a chain, a finger or even a heel through, adding weights. Then there had been its use as a toilet and an ash tray

She had been clear things had moved on, sometimes it would be accompanying Her everywhere and arranging trips and treats, sometimes they would be staying in, or at least it would. Part of Her room for the weekend. This was one of the second. Its clothes and belongings other than medication had been taken and stored - it had already travelled light. Apart from smart clothes for dinner it was confined to Her room. It was no hardship, it was service. It was for Her to know how

It wakes Mistress at a pre- agreed time, it has slept on the floor naked but permitted a throw to lie under. It wakes Her precisely as instructed, it could be a kiss on Her toes, a kiss on Her forehead, extended worship. She may decide only when She wakes. Breakfast has been ordered as room service. It makes Her a cup of tea and refreshes Her water while She relaxes in bed. When breakfast arrives it ensures it is set up as required for Her, either in Her bed with it ser

After years and then months of waiting it was finally back at Her feet. The room had been prepared and left for Her. Her shoes, nightdress and other gifts set aside for Her, the bed as She preferred it, heating adjusted. It was dressed smartly exactly as required. And its phone received Her text. It returned to the room, knocking - The keys were for Her only now She was here. The door was unlatched but not opened fully. Its phone went again. ‘Enter. Eyes down and craw

It woke with the alarm set on its Fitbit vibrating at the time set. It was on its blanket beneath Her, cage locked in place as always to prevent it from the pleasure of feeling Her cock harden as it listened to Her breathing above it. Mistress had been clear that She required it to wake Her gently this morning. She had a busy day ahead with spa treatments and later dinner and between time… just whatever She chose. It crawled quietly to the end of Her bed and began the

It has woken thinking of Mistress - an extreme domination and loss of dignity. It imagines Mistress has had it get Her ready for a date, She looks stunning as always, it bathed and dried Her, helped Her select Her dress, luxury lingerie She had it purchase, as it slips Her stockings on She teases it with Het feet brushing the cage that’s linked through its piercings. It puts Her shoes on. She bends low ‘Mistress is off now. It’s to kneel beside My bed and wait for Our return.