Stories - a slaves Rendition
(submitted by: Maitresse Regine [website])
An afternoon shopping trip with Maitresse Regine is no ordinary experience.
I got there at least 15 minutes early. I knew Maitresse Regine did not like to be kept waiting. But as I scanned the crowd from our agreed meeting point near the main lifts in the shopping mall I became more and more nervous. What would Maitresse Regine make me do? How much would it cost me? How far would she go in embarrassing me in public? After 25 minutes she had still not arrived. She was keeping me waiting deliberately, I realised, and was probably watching me from somewhere. I stood up straighter and avoided slouching against the wall in a way I knew would displease her. I was just starting to think I must have the wrong time when I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned and found myself staring into the eyes of my Maitresse. My throat went dry and I began to tremble as she looked back at me, this woman who knew all my secrets. I risked a look downward and saw the swell of her breasts through her blouse. My cock - her cock - began to harden at the site and I felt my face begin to flush. - Hello, my pet. - Hello, Maitresse. - I've been watching you, pet. Are you eager to begin out shopping trip? - Yes, Maitresse, - Before we do, you must show proper devotion to your Maitresse. - Yes, Maitresse. Anything. What would you like me to do. - You will kneel and kiss each of my shoes three times. I looked around sheepishly. Suddenly it seemed as though everyone in the mall was staring at me. But I knew I had to do it. Red-faced I knelt in front of her and lowered my lips to her black stillettos. I kissed each shoe three times, then begged her for permission to rise. As I did so I was rewarded with the site first of her legs, rising up to her skirt, then up to her breasts just inches from my face, then staring once more into her eyes, which smiled back at me. I vacillated between arousal and embarrassment. One moment the mall was empty, with only Maitresse Regine smiling before me. The next I could see people over her shoulder, some pointing, some suppressing smiles. To her left a group of three teenage girls were giggling at what they had seen. - Ignore them, pet and follow me. I did as I was told. I followed her from shop to shop. Gradually, my wallet emptied and my arms filled with shopping bags. I carried a wicked pair of high-heeled boots, a sexy black dress, three blouses and some new gym clothes. In each shop, Maitresse Regine approached the sales counter and clicked her fingers. This was my signal to reach into my pocket for my wallet and hand over what was left of my cash. The next hour passed with bewildering speed. My arms weighed down with shopping bags and parcels, I was struggling to keep to the three paces behind her that she had specified at the beginning. And I scarcely noticed as she led me into yet another shop. But as I tore my eyes from the gentle sway of her hips I saw that this store was different. It was filled with sexy lingerie of all descriptions. Bras and panties, camisoles, suspender belts, basques, stockings, even some leather wear in one corner. My cock hardened again at the thought of what I might be able to buy Maitresse Regine and what she might let me see later. Maitresse Regine seemed to know the two gorgeous shop assistants and was soon deep in conversation. Then she beckoned me over. - Jeffrey, I want you to meet two friends of mine: Rachel and Caroline. Girls, this is Jeffrey, my new pet. I mumbled a hello. As I met their eyes, I caught a hint of something. Amusement? Maybe. Expectation? Certainly. Both looked in their early 20s and both were stunning. Try as I might I could not tear my eyes away from them. - If you've quite finished staring, Jeffrey, the girls are going to show you a selection of lingerie. I want you to choose two the two sexiest outfits you can find. OK? I nodded agreement then sat as Rachel and Caroline brought me a succession of bras and panties, suspender belts and stockings. I was spoilt for choice but eventually plumped for one coordinated bra and pantie and suspender belt set in black slik with pink lace trimmings and one blue and white set with french knickers. Rachel told me she had the same set herself and assured me that they would look really sexy. My excitement mounted as I dreamt of seeing Maitresse Regine in the lingerie I had chosen. Then I heard her behind me. - A good choice, pet. Very sexy. But we should make sure we have the right size, don't you think? - Yes Maitresse. - Good. Now, follow me to the changing rooms at the back. I followed. Could it really be that she would let me see her try them on? But no sooner were we inside the changing cubicle with the curtains drawn than I realised what was happening. Maitresse Regine turned to me and curtly ordered me to strip. I obeyed and removed by clothes until I was standing naked before her. Then I heard a voice from the other side of the curtain. - OK to measure up now, Regine? - Yes, come on in girls. The curtain drew back to reveal Rachel and Caroline, both smirking. A look passed between them and Maitresse Regine and all three began to laugh at my predicament. I stood to attention as Rachel took a tape measure from around her neck and measured my chest and hips. Soon Caroline was back with a selection of lingerie for me to try and I was standing before them in bra, panties, stockings and suspenders. My face was burning red. I thought I would die of shame. Then the final humuliation. Maitresse Regine took a small camera from her bag and I was made to pose in a range of increasingly humiliating positions. Blackmail pictures she called them. Rachel and Caroline encouraged me with a range of comments from the sidelines about how hot I was and how all the guys would go for me. Then following orders I knelt before them and bent to kiss their shoes. I knew had come full circle. I also knew that no matter what...I was now owned.