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The scent. Goddess, the smell of her.
Pup was always thinking the same thing after a day’s work. Always longing for the same feeling: the scent of Goddess, of her maturity, her natural perfume, the scent of her hair when he bathes her, the fresh feeling of soap on her skin as he cleans her thoroughly.
But he was getting ahead of himself. There was still a few hours of work left before the weekend, a few hours of boring, but not too stressing labour. And at the end of it, he would finally go to Megaera’s home.
He remembers very clearly the first message he sent to her on Fetlife. They had met at a munch near his place in the Centre-ville of Montreal, they spoke briefly at the dungeon, but she was clearly experienced, and spent much of the event being pampered by her human puppies chained by their collars to her leash. Pup was so entranced by that sight, he made quite a bad first impression, mumbling and clumsily trying to introduce himself to the beautiful, Mediterranean-skinned woman.
What she saw, he must imagine, was none too impressive: a boring, white guy with no facial hair, a short haircut, but at least adequate musculature. Fortunately he still stood out: he was the only man to show up in a sissy maid outfit, and his pink chastity cage was clearly visible right under his short, tight underskirt.
Megaera was sitting on a leather throne, allowing her pets to lick her feet while receiving a back massage. She glanced at him, smiled and asked: “interested in what you see? The way you’re dressed, you must enjoy serving.” Pup quickly nodded. She laughed and extended her left foot in front of him, and jockingly told him to kneel, if he wanted. In half a second, Pup, forgetting himself, was on all fours before her and kissing her feet. Kissing them shyly, but kissing them nonetheless.
He doesn’t remember much of that first encounter apart from that, but he knows they spent the next half hour talking about some mundane things. At some point she stood up, told two of her pups to get into “drinking position”, and they eagerly obeyed: Pup looked, amazed, as one of the pets knelt on all fours, restrained by his handcuffed doggie paws and his humbler forcing his exposed balls behind his legs, right in front of his mistress. Another took up position behind Megaera as she stretched, yawning, showing her generous breasts barely covered by her black lace bra. As soon as she lifted her black skirt, the one in front put his mouth right between her legs and started…swallowing? His mistress looked relieved, until she turned her head back abruptly, looking down on the sub behind her: “Foxxie, stop staring and clean my crack while Tiny swallows. There’s sweat in there, gosh it’s hot tonight.” He immediately complied.
“Damn, I cannot say you don’t look confident.” Pup said, crossing his arms. “Are you a CEO in real life, or…?”
“I don’t think I would enjoy that role to be honest, even assuming I could reach it at my young age. Plus, you don’t escort şişli need to be a CEO to enjoy telling a man to kneel and kiss your ass.” joked the Mistress. “What about you? If you want I can tell one of them to lick you there, they love it.” The young woman absent-mindedly removed her sub’s head from between her thighs after she had done relieving herself. Instead of sitting back down, she removed something from her bag…something large and black, with straps.
“You’re kinda fun to talk to. Shame I don’t know you that much” the woman continued, patting one of her subs on his hooded head. “Do you like fucking guys up the ass? My puppies need anal training but I am…kind of outnumbered here. Always looking for well meaning tops to remind them they’re toys. You’d need to get yourself tested first, though.”
“Hum…well, since we are in a dungeon I guess we can be honest! I’d fuck a guy in the ass, I think…if a beautiful woman suck as yourself told me to. And if she really wanted it, too, I am not looking for a woman to validate my homoerotic fantasies, it’d be more about her enjoying seeing man-on-man action, you know.” Pup looked around at the thirty-something people in the basement of the dungeon. Most of them were occupied in elaborate activities, far too occupied to be listening to him, and yet he still felt some shame in admitting that.
“But what about you?” asked Pup. “What do you enjoy, sexually speaking?” As he finished his sentence, he refilled the woman’s glass with the nearby bottle of red wine.
Megaera smiled. “I’m tired of wine, go get me beer, dear homoerotic maid.” Pup was surprised to learn he was getting excited being told to bring her drinks, and went up to the bar to find a cold bottle, which he immediately brought down to his new friend.
The woman took it without any thanks. “First, I enjoy receiving service. I enjoy getting fucked of course, but I need a lot of oral stimulation to get there. And, quite honestly, it excites me to see some people be utterly devoted to me, or take it up the ass for me. Speaking of which, you’ll have to excuse me. Some sissies to knock up”
Megaera had finished installing her impressive strapon around her waist, seized the leash of her 2 puppies in one hand, and her glass in the other, and led them to one of the bedrooms. “By the way, she said, turning towards Pup briefly, my Fetlife name is Megaera, add me if you’d like.”
The Next day, Pup had sent her a message on Fet. It took a few days for Megaera to respond but in the end, she did.
“Hey Pup. Nice pseudo by the way. You were the sissy maid from last week right? It just so happens that next weekend, I need my house cleaned for a party and one of my puppies is away. You seemed to be interested in me last week so if you’re into this, I’d need you to show up at 7 AM next Saturday at my place. You’ll need to show up in your maid costume, of course. And if you smoke, are not vaccinated or are a sexist asshole, It’ll escort taksim never happen. Any problems?”
Pup thought about his answer, but, well, his penis did more of the thinking for him. “Hey Megaera, it’ll be my pleasure to help you clean the house, I suppose this is a good way as any to get to know someone. I don’t smoke, I am fully vaccinated, and I am a feminist, that should take care of the last part. Whether or not I am an asshole is up for debate I suppose.”
He received a five-words answer, 1 day later: “Good, don’t be late.”
And so, today, a few hours from now, he would get back from work, change into his French maid outfit, put on his cock cage and drive to her place. To watch her perfect perky breasts enclosed in her tight black laced bra as she would order him around, telling him to do chores. Finally, no pretending, for an evening, to be a man in charge. Just be a servant for a superior woman. The dream.
Pup did not get a lot done in the last few hours of his day.
***
The beautiful young, dark-haired woman answered the door in a shockingly tight shirt that really highlighted her white, full breasts, and the tiny pink key that dangled between her tits. She looked to be out of breath, and took a long glance at Pup’s cock in its panties-covered cage, looking amused.
“Hey Megaera, thanks for invit…”
“Hey Pup, hi. Get to the kitchen, there’s the vacuum cleaner, it’s already plugged. Start with the kitchen and the living room, and we’ll got from there. Do you consent?”
As soon as Pup said yes, the woman presented her hand, palm up. Confused, Pup took her palm by the hand and kissed it, causing Megaera to laugh. “No, Pup, I mean give me your cock key. As long as you will be at my place, your cock is under my control, that way I am safe and you focus on your tasks. In this house, males are caged at all times, except when women want to be mounted.”
Pup fumbled a little bit, trying to find his key in his girly purse, and gave it at last to the awaiting mistress. “Good boy. You’ll get it back at the end of your shift, don’t worry. It’s a first time for you after all.”
With that, Pup entered Megaera’s apartment. It was a beautiful place: Meg had to be some young lawyer or business admin, as the appart was really well furnished for someone of in her mid-twenties. And thoughtful, too: Pup had taken some art history classes and recognized the art déco style of the paints on the living room wall, including some antique posters that looked right from 1920 Paris. As he came inside, his gaze stopped on a particular poster depicting male servers kneeling before a well dressed woman. A comedy, probably, in the 1920s.
“You even brought your high heels, I am impressed” Said Meg, crossing her arms and looking up and down her new play partner. “Another thing. In this house, males kneel and kiss my feet when greeting me. Go ahead, one on each.” She said, pointing the ground.
Pup immediately felt escort fatih blood rushing to his shaved appendage, and knelt immediately on the black carpet, leaving a long, deep kiss on each foot, He rapidly felt a foot on the back of his head, keeping him from standing up. It’s there I caught the scent of excitement from her upper legs.
“Last thing. I really, really enjoy sexual consensual non consent, so I am not going to ask you consent before ordering you around when you are here. You’ll be at my disposal, to do with as I see fit. If I tell you to do something and you are not comfortable, stand up and leave. It’s ok, I won’t be mad, but I cannot be with someone who does the submission thing half-heartedly. Are we clear?”
“Yes Megaera.”
“That brings me to honorifics. You will always address me as “Domina”. Are we clear?”
“Yes, Domina.”
“Good boy, now stand up and go vacuum.” With that, Meg removed her foot from Pup’s head, signaling him to stand with a gesture of her finger. “I’ll be watching you today, make sure you don’t steal my shit. No offense but we don’t know each other that well!” she said, laughing nicely.
Pup followed her to her kitchen, where she suddenly stopped. “Oh, you can remove your panties too. I want to see the goods while you work.” She declared, as she put a leash to his collar and linked it to a ring on the vacuum cleaner. And so Pup, having removed his pink panties, started vacuuming the kitchen. He did well, too, he quite enjoyed vacuuming for others, although he hated doing it at home.
For her part, Meg knelt briefly, and sat down on a beautiful dark leather chair around the table, letting out a sigh, and then several small moans. Pup’s face became flush with shyness when he realized she had removed her own panties, and one of her “puppies” was under the table, clearly kneeling between her spread out legs. Meg spent the next hour enjoying the attention of her puppy, as Pup, making sure to spread his legs and bend over as much as possible, cleaned the kitchen and then the living room floor. He sometimes asked where a given item was to be stored, and she gave clear, fast answers between breaths.
Meg, of course, made a point to spank Pup’s exposed butt at soon as he passed near her from the kitchen to the living room, enjoying every slap.
As we was finishing dusting off the furniture, he heard a series of quick moans, and then a long cry of relief, as Meg collapsed on her table, laughing and whispering something to her sub under the table. She then stood up. “Come Tiny, kneel I front. Time for you to drink.” Tiny appeared from under the table, completely naked if not for his dog mask and the doggie tail butt plug sticking in his ass. His mask was covered in what Pup quickly understood to be juices from Domina’s pleasure, but it did not seem to annoy Meg in the slightest, and she spread her ample thighs for easy access to her glistening, erect pussy.
Curious, Pup, stopped what he was doing, to admire that woman proudly making her little sub drink her piss. She glanced back at him with a devious smile, and slowly caressed her butt with her right hand.
“If you are done cleaning the floor, I have something else for you to clean. Down, boy.”
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