Written by: Mistress Cruella DeVil
Obedience
Knowing what you like and what you are going to get are not always the same. He knew that she liked to be in charge and that only her way was the one. He liked it this way, being under some ones control and doing only what they have told you to do was the ultimate pleasure. To serve and to be used in such ways was all that he wanted.
She had just got this new sub, and she told him that she always started off with simple basic tasks. He wanted to please so much, but he knew it would not be easy, as she was very demanding and also very strict with her ways.
The first thing she made him do, when he arrived and was taken into a room that seemed empty apart from a large cupboard. Was to strip naked in front of her folding his clothing neatly. He was to do this in silence, as he was not allowed to speak. He was told that his head must always be low facing the ground unless otherwise required.
As he strips she wanders around him inspecting him all the time. She even touches him in places expecting him for what he has no idea, coming back around to the front she takes his prick in her hands and inspects it, tugging and pulling at it. Then she takes his balls in her hands and inspects them as well, tugging and pulling. He winces a little but does not make a sound; he can feel himself getting a little erect.
When a slap comes across his penis and the sting shocks him and his attention is drawn to her. She comes in close to him and says in the most calm and quiet voice, If I require you to become erect then it is with my say so and not until. Eyes still looking at the floor, he mumbles and apology. Which she dismisses with a wave of her hand? She tells him that he has to kneel and place his hands one on either leg and stay there until she comes back. With this she leaves the room.
It seems as though hours have passed, and on odd occasions she has popped her head into the room he is in. Looked at him and then walked away. He could feel his legs becoming numb and his knees ached being in this position.
She enters the room again and walks towards him and commands that he stands, a little shaky on his feet, he manages to stand and holds his head low. Standing close to him she praises him and tells him that he looks a most pleasing subject for her. Stroking his penis all the while talking sweetly to him, he can feel himself stirring and his penis becoming erect, with her sweet talk and her hands stroking his penis.
Then he feels her grip on his penis and in a firm and a little louder voice she tells him that he is not permitted to have an erection with out her says so. And with a slap that stings, his penis is hit.Tears come to his eyes and the sting shot throughout his body, he tries not to make a sound as he has been told to be silent. It is not easy and what she was doing did not make it easy for him not to have an erection. He was a Man after all and touching his penis did make him have an erection especially if she was rubbing it the way she was.
She pulls out a peg from her pocket and places it along one side of his penis and clamps it on. The pinch and pain shoot up his shaft to the rest of his body, wincing again, he feels the pain it is causing. He wants to rive this thing off, the pain is sharp, and wants to make his eyes water. He moves a little, trying to move, to stop the pain, but she holds him there and tells him not to move. She even flicks the peg and the pain seems to shoot even more around his body.
Then after only a few minutes, even though it seems an eternity she removes the peg. Oh what relief it feels, the peg not to be there, the pain has not Gone, but no further pain is present. She tells him to stand there and not to move. Leaving the room he lets out a deep breath and is thankful that she has gone, as he did not think he could stand it anymore.
He waits again for her to enter the room, eventually she does carrying a tray that is covered up. He knows there are things on there, and that she intends them for him, but he cannot see what is actually on the tray. She pulls the cover from the tray, and to his surprise there is a jug with water a glass also a bowl of ice.
Pouring the water into the glass also placing the ice in as well, he looks at her and accepts the drink. Thinking to himself he imagined that she was bringing something for him and to use on him, there was a slight disappointment in it. Taking the drink from him she smiles and sees the hidden feeling inside of him. She speaks to him quietly and yet knowingly, yes there was something on the tray for you. But it is I who decide what and when will be on the tray.
Placing the glass on the tray, she then puts it on the floor, and he can hear the glass clink against the jug, as he cannot see, he is looking forward so as not to offend her. She stands up and comes in close to him, and looks him in the eye, she does not move or say anything. She just stands there looking into his eyes. Smiling she tells him that he is quite a good subject, and that she may have some fun and pleasure with him. Then with out warning she places her hands on his penis and he is not sure if there is a sharp pain or not. He stands but tries to move away; with the other hands she grabs his nipple and tells him not to move. He suddenly realises that something is wet down below, and it becomes clear that she has ice cubes in her hand. And that she is holding them against the penis. The water is dripping from the melting ice; he cannot decide which of the two things she is doing is better, her tweaking his nipple or the ice on his prick.
He knows that both are good, as she is the one providing the pleasure. Releasing him from both she tells him to get dressed. Stunned he complies with her request, a little disappointed, as he is not sure if he has done something wrong.
You may leave now, she tells him. He looks at her wondering, what is wrong. Turning to face him, she kisses him on the lips, She tells him to come back tomorrow. Leaving the room he wishes the Mistress good day, smiling knowing that he will be back again.