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Riding the Mountain - Chapter 1

I'm an avid mountain biker, routinely ride 4 times a week
in the SM (Santa Monica) Mountains. The majority of my
rides I am lucky enough to cross paths with a beautiful
woman right around my age that walks daily in the
mountains. Wow! looks and a love for the outdoors. 

One great sunny southern California day as I was riding I
could see just up ahead she was walking down the the same
fire road I was on. Although we have passed each other over
a hundred times, the most that has ever been said was a
friendly hi with a smile and wave. This was the day I
thought to myself, I will talk to her, which for some
people is not a big deal, but I am shyer than I wish. I'll
just stop and take a drink of water and just let us
"accidently" run into each other. Seconds later she walks
around then bend smiling.
"Hi" I say.
"Howdy, long time no see" she firmly replied back, although
it's only been since yesterday.
"Yeah" I say back with a smile (wow! and a sense of humor).
After a few brief minutes of my shyness, due to her calming
and easy to talk to personality we were soon talking like we
knew each other for years.... well in a manner of time we
have known each other for years. After what seemed like
seconds but was closer to 1 hour, she noticed her watch and
said she better get going back to her car. Instead of
continuing my ride I walked with her back the 2 miles to
her car talking the whole time.
After getting back to her car she slapped me on my butt and
gave it a little grab and laughed, "I always wanted to see
if bikers had tight butts."
The slap wasn't hard, especially though my shorts but being
touched by her definitely got my attention. She very quickly
changed the subject to the view of the valley which was
breathtaking at dusk. At first I thought the slap was her
way of making the first move but her talk about the view
confused me... damn, the slap was just her kidding around
like friends do. Why damn? Well, I have a bit of a
submissive streak in me and have yet to live it out in real
life I thought this was going to be the first time.
"I'll be up by "the hub" around 2 o'clock tomorrow, maybe
I'll see you around or something" she said, not really
asking, not really telling, something in between.
"I should be able to be around" I say back with a big grin,
both of us knowing I would be there. She pulls away with a
brief wave, and her big smile. I turned around and did a
little more riding, unable to get my mind off of her.

Needless to say, I was at "the hub" the next day, anxiously
awaiting her arrival. All of the sudden she was there behind
me.
"Long time no see" she laughed with a nasty smile. Did she
know only a couple hours ago I was masturbating fantasizing
about her, or was that just my fear that it showed on my
face.
"I'm glad you showed up" I tell her, feeling soooo lucky
that it kinda looked I would be with the woman of my dreams.
"Let's go up to top of that hill, that way we won't be in
such a busy area" she informed me. ("the hub" is a major
junction for mountain bikers/hikers/horses in the area.)
She took off her backpack, and before I could offer to
carry it she handed it to me as if she expected me to carry
it... of course I gladly did. We took the short walk up a
trail to a peak of a mountain, off the beaten path, so to
speak. It was only minutes until we were laying on top of a
blanket (she planned ahead) making out like teenagers in the
backseat. By far, the best sex, or foreplay, or whatever you
want to call it in my life. Soon we were naked, it only took
about 1 second from the time I realized I was naked out in
the open and the time I forgot about it. For the next 2
hours I was having sex, well not Clinton sex, not once did
she suck my cock despite the fact most of the time was with
me enjoying oral sex on the giving side, but that was okay
with me. I was still having sex with a beautiful woman. She
was definitely the aggressor during sex, taking the lead,
deciding when we did what and how. I told her I wanted to
do her her doggystyle, she laughed and said she liked to be
on top. I laid on my back while she got on top. As much as I
would have enjoyed the doggy position, I enjoyed the
submissive role she wanted me to assume. As she was
"riding" me, she started to squeeze and pull my nipples. As
she pulled I softly moaned, not from the pain but the
pleasure. She pulled harder, no where near as hard as I do
when I pull my own nipples during masturbation, but her
fingers felt so much better. As I got closer to orgasm, I
guessed she just sensed it but she reached back and grabbed
my balls hard. Just the shock of having my balls grabbed
that hard caused my upcoming orgasm to quickly disappear.
After a couple seconds I realized that it wasn't that hard,
it was just so intense so abruptly. She did everything I
have ever fantasized any woman doing to me, never have I
enjoyed sex so much!
After dressing we walked back to the hub, a quick kiss and
she took off.....

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That's most of the story I wrote and posted on a couple
fem-dom yahoo groups a while ago.

Well, in reality I really do ride a mountain bike... and
there is a beautiful woman that I see almost all the
time... I am shy... all we do is say hi, wave and smile as
we pass...  Just because I have a few perverted fantasies I
still saw her walking all the time and didn't want to give
off a wierd vibe, she didn't deserve that so I always tried
to keep my mind off sex when around her and act polite.

A couple weeks after the posting our paths crossed at "the
hub." I like usual smiled and waved, this time she waved me
over. I was so excited I almost turned without the bike, but
managed to keep control. Even though I have fantasized about
this hundreds of times, I knew this was real life and acted
appropriately. We exchanged small talk about the area, and
each other.
As she reached down for her backpack she asked "do you have
internet access?"
"Do you want my email" I ask as I see her getting out some
paper.
"Not right now, do you know anything about yahoo groups?" I
could feel my face turning red. I didn't know what to say.
She walked up to me holding out a couple pages printed from
the computer and pushed them in my face. "Did you write this
about me" she yelled inches from my face.
"yes" squeaks out of my mouth. If she wasn't standing so
close she never would of heard it.
"What do you do when you think of this stuff" she
questioned.
"nothing" I answer. I have never felt so ashamed in my life.
"hahahaha... listen to the question, what do you do when
you think of this stuff" she asked once again waving my
story in my face. Minutes ago I felt so lucky that I was
talking to her, now I wish I never stopped. Since I was
scared to answer there was a few seconds of silence. She
steps back, lowers her view to back and forth between my
hand and my crotch as if she knew I was masturbating
thinking about her. "What do you do when you think about
this" she asks once again.
"i masturbate" i meekly answer. She laughed at me, right in
my face. "how cute, you masturbate." I start to turn away to
leave until she grabbed my nipple through my tshirt.
"Ooww" i shriek as she holds tight. I'm a male, I'm bigger
and stronger than she is, I could just pulls away and
leave. Within those seconds as I was deciding what to do,
she pressed herself up close to me and grabs my other
nipple.
As she pulls and twists each nipple she asks, "do you want
me to punish you for your story?"
"yes"
"...yes?" she asks pulling harder on both nipples.
"yes Mistress" i answer. She smiles and pulls a little
harder but with less pressure so she pulls her fingers off
my nipples. She takes a step back.
"remove your shirt." I immediately slide my tshirt off.
"Pull your shorts down."
As I start pulling my shorts down I turn my head and glance
around to see if anyone is watching or approaching. Once
again she steps close and grabs both nipples, this time
without the cushioning of the shirt it hurt, really hurt.
Only the fear of yelling out and attracting attention kept
me silent.
"i didn't tell you to turn around. pull your shorts down!"
I obeyed her, dropping my shorts to the ground. "Bend over
and grab your ankles." I felt strange being almost naked,
bent over in public like this. "Only 5 swats for the story."
"yes Mistress" I say thinking that's what she wanted. SLAP
her hand hit my ass. I started to stand up as I felt the
sting... not using force, but definitely in control she put
her hand on my back and pushed me back over.
"That's not one of the five... never speak unless asked a
question." She paused, testing to see if I was able to
understand her first orders and to see how I would react.
"Good.... okay, let's get you spanked so you can dress."
She slaps my ass, nowhere near as hard as previous one. I
was keeping count to myself as she continued to spank me,
she was up to 16. Although she has been increasing the
intensity, it's still wasn't as hard as the first one. She
stops and bends down so her face is close to mine. "Do you
want to be my slave" she calmly asks.
"Yes Mistress" I exclaim.
"Very good." She stands back up and starts spanking again.
Each one is a little harder, and she is now altering the
rhythm of the swats. "Listen slave, when you are around 
expect you to do all the crappy work.... that includes
counting the spanks. Count them like [one, thank You
Mistress], [two, thank You Mistress]." She teed off on my
ass. I can't remember ever being hit this hard.
"One, thank You Mistress." Swat!!! "Two, thank You
Mistress." Swat!!! "Three, thank You Mistress." This time I
jerked away from her as the pain made it's way to my brain.
After a second I assumed the position again. She reached
between my legs and grabbed my balls. She pulled my balls
backwards between my legs, and then she spanked my ass
again. The last one almost knocked me to my knees. My ass
was on fire. I stayed bent over, her hand still pulling
back on my balls. She started to push her finger into my
ass. I've played with dildos and buttplugs while jacking
off but this was different.
"I see a bike rider coming." Another pause, I knew not to
say anything. She inserts a second finger into my ass. As
she pulls on my balls and stretches my ass with her fingers
she asks "If this bike rider stops and wants a blowjob will
you give it to him for me slave?" I never considered myself
gay. Yet for some reason if she wanted it I wanted to do it
for her.
"yes Mistress."
"yes Mistress what" she asks.
"yes Mistress I will give him a blowjob" i say before I
realize what I just said.
"good answer slave." She lets go of my balls, pulls her
fingers from my ass, wipes them on my back and then tells
me to stand up and get dressed. I quickly pull my shorts up
before the bike rider rides past.
Noticing my searching for the bike rider she says "there
was no biker rider, I just wanted to see how bad you wanted
to be my slut." She starts walking away, without her asking
I pick up her backpack and we walk the 3 miles back to her
car. The whole time talking about sex, her asking about my
experience, my fantasies and what I have done while
masturbating. Occasionally she would pinch a nipple or slap
what she referred to as "her property." I'm sure I was
blushing most of the way, things were being discussed that
I have never said outloud before. Once we get back to the
little park at the top of Reseda, she walked to her car
with me following. Because of the time there weren't many
other cars left.
"strip" she ordered, I quickly stripped naked. She motioned
me into the backseat of her SUV where I jumped in.
"lay down on your back." She remained dressed and climbed
on top of me. We kissed, or more accurately, she kissed me,
rubbed her hands all over me, pinching, grabbing and
squeezing. She reached under the seat and brought out a
dildo and some KY. She started pushing the dildo into my
mouth. instructing me to suck it. As I was gagging on it
she laughed and told me I better start practicing if I
expect to ever be good at sucking cock. She then brought
out some cuffs that she snapped on my wrists, she then
attached them to a collar around my neck, effectively
keeping my hands restrained and keeping me unable to stop
what she wanted to do. As I was laying there with my hands
restrained, she brought out a harness and slide the dildo
into it.
"roll over" she ordered. I rolled over and felt her fingers
spreading the cool KY in my ass, and I was hoping she was
also spreading it on the dildo. She slowly entered me,
enjoying hearing me moans the dildo was pushed into me
until I felt her against me. Without giving my ass time to
adjust to the invasion, she started to fuck my ass in slow
and deliberate strokes. As she fucked me, she would reach
around and pull my nipples and balls, intentionally
avoiding my dick. After a bit I started to enjoy it, the
feeling of being on the receiving end of a fuck, I started
to hump back against her.
"that's the bitch" she said. As she kept fucking me she
quickly rolled a condom onto my dick. I was hoping that
maybe I would be able to enter her and cum, all the
attention to my ass got me quite excited. As I got closer
to orgasm she picked up the tempo and started to roughly
fuck me.
"cum if you want, show me how much you like this."
Considering all that was going on I almost exploded right
then and there. After I orgasmed she collapsed on top of
me, keeping the dildo deep inside of me. Like most guys,
after orgasm I lost all interest in being restrained and
having her dildo in me and started squirming.
"Was that good for you" she teasingly asked. "What about
me, don't I deserve to have a nice little orgasm?"
"Yes Mistress" I quickly reply, thinking that it would mean
maybe the chance to taste her, to feel her around my face,
or maybe even to get inside her.
"Good, now it's my turn." Still lying on top of me with the
dildo inside, she reached under me and carefully removed the
condom from me without spilling anything. She told me to
turn my face to her the best I could. "Open your mouth" she
said, holding the filled condom in her hand. As I was
holding my mouth open the sudden realization came to me
what she was going to do with the condom. "Drink it and
don't spill a drop" is all she said as she emptied the
condom into my mouth. I have fantasized about this, but
after orgasm never could taste myself. After she pushed the
empty condom into my mouth, instructing me to "get every
drop" she once again started to fuck my ass.
"Ow, stop... I don't like this" I say as the discomfort
builds. She grabs one of my socks and stuffs it in my
mouth, keeping me somewhat silent as she took me.
"It doesn't hurt me, no need to stop" she laughed at me,
knowing that I was suffering. This time she fucked me!! She
fucked me hard and deep, pulling all the way out and shoving
all the way back in, taking pleasure in my pain and
suffering. She continued to abuse me, the pace continuously
increasing. After what seemed like days, she finally came
collapsing on me. In the darkest of my fantasies I never
imagined it like this... I was face down in a back seat, a
sock stuffed in my mouth, my hands secured behind me and an
ass that I was sure needed medical attention. She finally
pulled out, whew!! At this point she started to rub me all
over, talking softly to me, telling me how much she
appreciated me giving myself to her. I was so confused, my
emotions running wild. Part of me wanted to get out and run
away, never wanting to see her again, and ytet another part
of me wanted to do anything she wanted. After a few minutes
of her tenderness she said she better get going. She
unfastened my hands and allowed me to get out of her SUV.
By now her's was the only car left so once I got put I
stood naked waiting for her to tell me what to do. She
walked up to me and played with my cock/balls for a minute.
As I started to get hard, she took out a red pen and wrote
her address on my cock.
"I want you at my house at 10am sharp tomorrow morning, do
you understand" she asked.
"Yes Mistress, I understand and will be there."
"Very good, you have pleased me so far." Her words of
praise made me feel warm and tingly inside, I was glad I
pleased her, that she enjoyed herself. She slapped me
across the face and abruptly got into her car and drove
away, leaving me standing there naked. I dressed and
painfully sat on the bike as I rode home.

The next morning I was standing at her door and at exactly
10am I knocked as ordered.
The door quickly opened, "Good morning pet" she said
welcoming me in.
"Good morning" I shyly say, not sure if she wanted me to
call or Mistress, or??
"Good morning??" She asked.
"Good morning Mistress" I reply back, knowing how I was to
address her.
"Time for you to learn some rules.... One, ALWAYS address
me as Mistress unless I tell you otherwise. Now repeat it
back to me and why you feel you should obey the rule."
"I am to always call you Mistress unless told otherwise
Mistress. It is a sign of respect, to show to you and
anyone else that you are my superior... Mistress."
"Nice answer... real nice" she said stroking my hair. "Next
rule, when we are alone, ALWAYS be naked without me saying
anything." Before I opened my mouth I quickly stripped
myself naked.
"I am to always be naked when we are alone Mistress. As
your slave I'm not allowed to be clothed" I lamely answer,
not sure what to answer.
"That's not correct, but you'll learn." She puts her hand
on my should and directs me down to me knees. I kneel there
unsure what to do, what to say. I wouldn't want to say the
wrong thing and disappoint her in any way. "Stay" was all
she said when she walked away. She was only gone a minute
when she returned with a cup in her hand she sat in a big
comfy chair. She snapped her fingers like you would do to a
dog, motioning for me to a spot in front of the chair. Like
a jackrabbit I was at the spot in an instant. She leaned
back in the chair and raised her feet, "on your hands and
knees, be my footstool." I quickly got in position. She
made herself comfortable, enjoyed her cup of coffee while
reading her book. I stayed there in position, trying not to
move for over 30 minutes. She took her feet off me and using
her feet slightly pushed me away. Holding out her coffee cup
she said "take it in the kitchen, fill it and bring it back
along with the creme from the inside of the refrigerator."
I jumped up, grabbed the cup from her hand and tried to
take off. After being in one position so long my muscles
were stiff. As I was going to the kitchen I heard her
chuckle a few times, I wasn't sure why. I returned to her,
handing her the coffee and the creme. She didn't mention a
spoon but I brought one anyway. She handed me back the
creme and spoon motioning me to take them back to the
kitchen. Upon returning back to her she once again motioned
me to the spot in front of the chair, with her legs up I
knew what she wanted. I resumed my position as her
footstool. As she drank her coffee the phone rang. She was
talking to one of her friends, from the conversation it
sounded like a female friend. At one point I heard her say,
I can't go today, I have a naked guy under my feet. I didn't
hear the reply but my Mistress had a good laugh at whatever
was said. They talked a little longer before they hung up.
She got up, leaving me there. I could see her take the cup
to the kitchen and then she disappeared out of view. As I
was kneeling there, I was trying to figure out what was
going on with me. Not that I've ever been a macho
woman-abuser or anything even close, but I was happy just
kneeling there for here, pleasing her mattered to me. She
appears, motioning for me to rise and follow her. I
obediently followed her past the kitchen into the backyard
where she stopped next to a jacuzzi. She snapped her
fingers for me to get into the jacuzzi, but she remained
outside the jacuzzi sitting in a chair.
She looked at me and nonchalantly asked, "Are you ready to
be my slave?"
"Yes Mistress" I almost shout out. 
"Not so fast my pet..." she said playing my hair, playing
her fingers on my ears and neck. "It's a big commitment,
something you should think about for a while. Right now, I
want a temporary commitment. Since this is your first time
with a dominant woman, during this temporary period you
call it quits anytime you want... but," she paused, "if you
do call it quits we will never be together again. We'll be
friendly when we pass, but that's it. Do you understand so
far?"
"Yes Mistress" I answer. Even though I was sitting in a
jacuzzi, I felt a cold chill up my back.
"Follow me" she said as she turned around. "I expect
complete obedience and honesty at all times. If I ask if
something hurts, be honest with me, don't play act. If I
ask what you want, be honest, don't say what you think I
want to hear. I want to use you for my pleasure, I want you
to work for me, suffer for me and anything else I want, but
you will be a valued possession. I won't let any harm come
to my pet, would I" she giggled as we came to a stop in a
bathroom. She grabbed a pair of handcuffs from a shelf and
handcuffed my right hand. "Into the shower, reach up and
place the open handcuff over the bar." I looked up and saw
a bar across the top of the shower and followed her orders.
She reached up and handcuffed my other hand, leaving me
standing with my hands handcuffed over a bar. She started
massaging me all over, telling me how much she wants me to
submit to her. Her voice and hands were very comforting and
relaxing. "Let me get massage cream" she said reaching for a
container out of my sight, smearing it on both hands. Once
again she started massaging me all over, reminding me how
good it felt to submit to her. She suddenly stopped and
walked out, turning the light off on her way out the door,
leaving me alone in the darkness. I started to feel the
cream tingle. At first I thought it was ben-gay or
something similar but it never started to hurt, then I
realized what it was.... some kind of depilatory creme. I
continued to stand there, thinking up excuses I could use
when the guys see me hairless when the door opened and the
light was turned on.
"Close you eyes" was all she said when she turned the
shower on. She turned me around to make sure I was rinsed
clean. "Ah, that feels so pretty" she said rubbing her
hands over my hairless body. "Here's another rule, ALWAYS
be smooth for me."
"I will always be smooth for you Mistress. I should always
be smooth because you said so" I replied, remembering I was
to always repeat rules back. Smiling she reached up and un
fastened one handcuff, then the other. "Move your arms
around a second or two. No my pet, I want you smooth
because it brings out the femininity in you." As I was
trying to figure out what bringing out my femininity meant
I took the opportunity to get the blood flowing back in my
hands again as she put the handcuffs back on the shelf. 
"On your knees" and I dropped instantly. "Jack off right
now, cum as soon as you can, don't waste my time" she said
down to me, not just in height but like an adult was
appeasing a juvenile. I kneeled there, jacking off looking
at her, and her looking back at me. As I was getting close
she noticed and told me not to make a mess, catch it all in
my other hand. She stepped closer and started counting down.
"Ten.. nine.. eight.. seven.. six.. five.. four.. three..
tow.. CUM!" Right then I shot cum into my hand so hard I
could feel the cum hitting it. I continued to stroke
myself, getting every drop into my hand before I realized
what was next.
"Lick it all up" she said, bringing my hand up to my mouth.
After yesterday, it was easier to clean my hand up, even
with my Mistress looking down at me. Once she was satisfied
my hand was clean she commanded me to follow as she walked
out. I followed her into a small bedroom to a spot in the
middle of the room where she pointed for me to get down.
"Down on your knees and chest, put your arms between your
legs back towards me" she said fastening first my ankles
and then my wrists to a spreader bar. She then slapped one
cheek, then the other... back and forth until she exclaimed
they were the right color. I felt her fingers invade me,
only a little lube. She added another finger, and more
lube. She then got behind me and proceeded to treat me like
a blowup doll. Despite the discomfort of the dildo being
pumped in me at all different angles, I was enjoying
hearing how my Mistress was enjoying herself. It almost
seemed the more I squirmed the more she liked it. After my
Mistress was satisfied, she pulled out harshly, leaving me
tied face down. She returns and pushes what my ass can
identify as a butt plug in my ass and then release my
wrists and ankles from the spreader bar.
"Stand up." I stand up, keeping the buttplug in my ass. She
takes a little pink ribbon and ties it in a bow on my dick.
"that looks pretty, pink is your color" she laughs. "Now
it's time to show me how much you want to do for me, clean
the kitchen" and with that she walks out. I washed the
dishes, cleaned the counter, cleaned the refrigerator and
mopped the floor before I ventured out of the kitchen.
"Are you done" she asked looking up from her book.
"Yes Mistress" I replied.
"Okay, let me check" she said rising from the chair and
walking past me. I opened the refrigerator door to show her
what I had done. She walked up to me and put her arms around
hugged me. "you can hug me if you want" she said to me. I
immediately put my arms around her and hugged her back. It
felt so good to be there, that close to her. I had never
felt safer and a sense of belonging as I did right then. I
knew I was hers, she knew it too. "You did very well, you
have pleased me very much" she said still hugging me.
"Okay, enough of that" she said breaking the embrace. She
motioned for me to bend over, at which point she rudely
pulled the plug from my ass, and then I saw lights. I saw
she had a belt in her hand and knew what had hit me. She
handed me a pair of pink panties and without her saying a
word I knew she expected me to put them on. "I think you
look so cute in panties... I want you to always wear
panties from now on. Time for you to leave... I expect you
standing at the door at 9:45am tomorrow, bring $100 with
you, we have to go shopping for you. Here's another rule,
when ever we meet, ALWAYS be freshly showered and wearing
clean panties."
"Yes Mistress, always freshly showered and clean panties.
You want that because you don't want a dirty smelling
pet,and wearing panties is to be a constant reminder of
your control over me, for which I thank you Mistress."
She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and then let me out
the door. I wasn't able to get her off my mind, I'm not
complaining, it was nice having her there.

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Chapter 2

9:43am I was standing, clean, both body and panties waiting
for the door to open, I showed up early to make sure I
wouldn't be late. As I was waiting, I kept thinking of all
those stories I've read on the internet, about Dominant
Woman taking their submissive males shopping for woman's
clothes to wear, how the dominant woman would enjoy the
humiliation of her male. The door opened and I walked in,
immediately I stripped naked and dropped to my hands and
knees.
"Very good my pet" she said as she walked around me. "Get
up and get dressed, you brought the money?"
"Yes Mistress" I said dressing as quickly as I could.
"Let's go, I'll drive." She took off walking towards the
kitchen with me in tow, pausing before she looked past me
to the floor and then opening the door to the garage. I
glance behind me and saw her purse sitting on the ground, I
grabbed it and ran into the garage behind her. I ran the
long way around her SUV to open her car door, she noticed
my extra effort and smiled at me. I held the door open and
closed it when she nodded, then I walked around and got in
the passenger door.
"Keep it on your lap" she said when she noticed I was
looking for a suitable place to store her purse. "Do you
remember about our rules?"
"Yes Mistress"
"I thought so.... another rule is when we are out you are
responsible for my purse."
"Yes Mistress, I shall always be responsible for your purse
when we are out!" Boy, was I lucky, it sounds like we will
be out together again. "The reason is you don't want to be
burdened with carrying it around it will allow me the
chance to prove myself worthy to you, Mistress."
"We shall see if you're worthy" she snickered. We exchanged
small talk, mostly me answering her questions about my life,
business, hobbies, past relationships, answering if I ever
treated any of my exes the way I treat her. Of course I
told her no, that she was special. She then asked if maybe
that's why none of my exes wanted to stay with me, because
I never did for them, that I never put them first. She
reached over and rubbed my thigh, "No need to answer,
that's all in the past." We sat in silence for the next
couple minutes as she maneuvered through the parking lot
into a parking space. When she came to a stop, I jumped out
with her purse in hand and ran around the car to open her
door. She smiled, I felt good.
She walked freely around the mall, window shopping and if
something caught her interest she would walk into the
store, every time with me in tow carrying her purse. Every
store we walked in I wondered if this was the store I would
be making my purchases. We walked into a lingerie store, I
was sure I would soon be buying something.
"Stand here" she ordered as she walked over to a clerk. I
could see her tell the clerk something, the clerk looking
over at me laughed and the two continued to talk for a
minute. They walked over to a display and continued to talk
as I saw the clerk hold up different teddies. My Mistress
suddenly waved me over.
"How do this look" she asked holding it up as I approached.
Then she held them up against her self and asked "Would I
look good in this?"
"Yes Mistress" I answer, completely forgetting about the
clerk. The clerk giggled to herself.
"Okay, we'll take it." She slowly walked to the register,
looking at other items. She turned around, I knew what I
was expected to do, I had her purse ready for her. She
paid, before we could leave the register, the clerk reached
out and placed her hand on top of mine.
"I'm sorry I laughed, every woman deserves to have someone
like you around." That's all the clerk said as she went to
help another customer. After my Mistress was finished with
her purse she handed it back to me, I then picked the bag
up off the counter. My Mistress smiled, I smiled back and
we continued shopping. As we visited store after store, I
continued to keep her purse handy and carry all the bags.
We stopped in a coffee store, she told me which her
favorite, and second favorite choices were so when in the
future I would be making the trip for her there would be no
mistakes. She then pulled me close, licked my ear and
whispered,
"Ever have a coffee enema? I'm sure you will enjoy it."
I've never before had one, I wasn't sure if I would enjoy
it. Once again I kept her purse handy and added the coffee
to the ever increasing collection of bags. We walk into a
men's store and she starts looking at different pants. She
motions the female clerk over to help, as the clerk is
taking my measurements my Mistress decides on a pair of
pants and shirt she likes. I was ushered off to the
changing room to try on my new pants and shirt. After
returning she was still standing there, waiting with the
clerk for my return.
"Yeah, I like it. Spin around, put on a little fashion show
for us. What do you think" she asked the clerk.
"The clothes look fine" she replied, not sure how to take
my spinning around.
"He'll take them" she said to the clerk."I'll meet you
outside" she said to me. Before walking away, she asked me,
"do you like your new clothes?"
"Yes Mistress" I reply, somewhat thankful that I think I
worried myself thinking I was going to be wearing new
panties home. As I turn to pay for the clothes, I saw the
clerk standing there. She tried to keep a straight face as
she ran up the purchase and made change.
"Why did you called her Mistress? Do you wear women's
panties?" she asked. I smiled and started to walk away when
she said, "She said if you don't answer politely I was to
wave to her and she would take care of the problem."
"Yes Ma'am, I call her my Mistress because she is my
superior and I willingly follow her orders. And yes, I am
wearing panties."
"Let's see, pull your pants down far enough so I can see
them," she said leaning over the counter. "Yup you are, you
better get going" she laughed as I picked up all the bags
and the purse and left. Next we walked into a tattoo
parlor, my Mistress did a quick look around and wetly
whispered into my ear, "Not yet my pet." After a couple of
quick visits to other stores we ended up in another
lingerie store. Once again, she waved the clerk over.
"He needs some new panties, what size should he get" she
asked the clerk, the whole time staring at me. The clerk
must have heard that before, unlike the other clerks this
one didn't think a guy wearing panties was strange, or at
least showed it. The clerk showed my Mistress different
panties, all in my size. They conversed about the panties
as if I wasn't even there. The choices were made and handed
to me.
"Go up to the counter and pay for them."
"Yes Mistress" I replied, once again no reaction from the
clerk. I was expecting much worse from this shopping trip,
this was really enjoyable. I paid and met my Mistress
outside the store.
"I'm famished, we're going to eat" she said. She picked a
little place in the mall, a place with booth. I placed all
the bags and her purse on one side and waited for her to
sit before I sat.
"Don't you want to sit next to me" she asked as I started
to sit across from her. I'm no dummy, I jumped up and sat
down next to her. She looked through the menu while
conversing with me about our shopping together.
"Can I help you" the waitress asked.
"We'll both have the chicken breast salad and iced tea" my
Mistress answered, the waitress walked away. "Another rule,
you are to remain loyal and monogamous to me sexually. This
includes both physical contact and exchanging words over
the internet. Do you understand?"
"Yes Mistress, I am not allowed to engage in sex with
anyone besides you, both physical and via the internet. The
reason is that all my sexual attention should be for you."
"Partly, the main reason is that your sex belongs to me.
From now on, you are not allowed to cum without my
permission. No more playing with yourself when you're lying
in bed. Your penis can be touched only when I say. Do you
understand?" she asks as she starts stroking my inner thigh.
"Yes Mistress." 
"Do the satin panties feel nice against your skin?"
"Yes Mistress, feels really good." The meal arrives and we
both ate, I waited until she took a bite first.
"My treat" she said tome with a smile as the bill was
brought to the table. As was a habit now, I followed
closely behind with her purse and all the day's shopping.
We walked out to the car where she opened the back hatch
for the packages, I then made sure I beat her to the door
so I could open it for her. After making sure the hatch was
closed I jumped in the front seat, keeping her purse on my
lap. We talked about the day, about my new clothes, both
the male and female ones. It wasn't long before we were
pulling in her garage. After opening her door, I picked up
all the packages and brought them in the house. As soon as
setting the bags down I immediately stripped naked.
"I'm sure you can figure out what room to put everything
in, just put the clothes on the bed." I take the contents
of each bag an put them where I think they belong. The
coffee went in the refrigerator with the other coffee,
clothes on her bed nicely laid out, bath supplies in the
bathroom. As soon as I finished I returned to my Mistress.
Without being asked, I knelt at her feet, removed her shoes
and massaged her feet. 
"Mmm, that feels good" my Mistress moaned. "Don't stop" she
said leaning back. After a bit she slowly started to rub her
crotch. "Follow me." She got up and walked to her bedroom.
Motioning me to a spot next to her bed, "Stand here. Bend
over and put your elbows and head on the bed... and leave
it there!" I could see her out of the corner of my eye as
she walked past with the strap-on and lube in her hands.
"For your information my dear, there are two ends of the
strap-on. In addition to the end that you enjoy, the other
end brings me much pleasure with it's well placed
stimulators. That's why fucking you is so enjoyable for me.
I get the physical pleasure from the strap-on plus the
enjoyment of seeing you struggle as I fuck your ass. Enough
talk, time for sex baby." While she was talking she was
slowly working lube up my ass, first one finger, then two,
then three. She slowly worked the head of the dildo in,
both of us enjoying the feeling. She worked up the speed
and depth of her strokes as she was getting closer to
orgasm. She would pull all the way out and give my ass a
slap, enjoying the way my body jerked in response to her
assaults.
"Ahhhh" she yelled out as she came. After she caught her
breath, she pulled out and asked me to turn around and
kneel. She stepped up to me, removed the harness and pulled
my face into her crotch. "Be gentle, I just want you to
taste me, to have my smell on your face until you wake up
in the morning." After rubbing herself all over my face she
pulled back. "Time for you to go, I have to go walking. Are
you going riding?"
"Yes Mistress, I was planning on it."
"Maybe I'll see you up there. If not I'll give you a call
about getting together again." What did she mean 'about'
getting together, I was hoping to get together again soon,
if not sooner.
"Hopefully Mistress" I replied walking out the front door.
I immediately went home, jumped on the bike and took off.
After the ride up the hill I started looking for her. I've
seen her on many different roads, she could be anywhere. I
think I see her off in the distance, I take off at a
sprint... as I get closer I can tell it's her.

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Chapter 3

As I approached her I slowed and smiled.
"Hi Mistress" I say, as if it's been a long time since I've
seen her.
"Long time no see" she joked. "Pull your bike shorts down."
Obediently following her instructions I pulled my shorts
down without even looking for any other bikers/hikers. As I
stood there with my shorts down around my ankles my Mistress
walks up to me, putting her arms around me. She licked my
face.
"Good, I still smell myself on you and you are wearing
panties. You are obeying me and that pleases me. I want you
to be at my house at 8:30 tonight, and be clean, wear old
clothes." With that she gave me a little kiss on my cheek,
a slap to my ass and then she turned and continued her
walk. I pulled my shorts up, enjoying the feeling of the
slap to my ass as I jumped back up on the bike and continue
my ride. The rest of the ride was uneventful, besides for
the multitude of emotions running through my mind. I caught
up on some work once I got home, cleaned up a little around
the house. Being a bachelor the house had a certain look,
just in case my Mistress stopped by I decided I better
start making the house look presentable. I kept an eye on
the clock to make sure that I had enough time to make
myself presentable and be on time to my Mistress's place.
At 8:30 I was standing on her porch, waiting for the door
to open. She opened the door and welcomed me in, watching
as I quickly stripped.
"I don't have much time tonight, but I wanted to have a
little fun with you." She motioned to a footstool, "down on
your hands and knees, lean over the footstool for support."
She started gently spanking me with her hands, switching
between slaps and rubbing, along with a few squeezes of my
balls. As soon as the spanking started I started the
counting, "One, thank you Mistress." After the first few
slaps to my reddening ass she said,
"Stop counting pet, you're not being punished... I'm
enjoying myself." She increased the intensity, both the
slapping and the squeezing. She kept alternating between
rubbing/caressing and slapping/squeezing, enjoying the
different sounds and movements I was making all the while
she was occasionally grinding up against me, I could feel
her panties against my skin. I could hear her in the closet
getting something and then walking back. She once again
started to caress my ass, then BANG! She swung the belt don
on my ass hard.
"Ow" I cry out as I started to stand up.
"Stay down dear" she said grinding up against me, one hand
pushing my head back down and the other hand rubbing my ass
as the belt gently swung against the backs of my legs. Bang!
This time against the other cheek, I tried to remain silent
but the wave of pain changed my mind for me. Once again she
was rubbing all over me, changing my emotions from pain to
pleasure. She stepped in front of me, and slowly removed
her panties and bra, standing naked in front of me. She
bends over and inserts her panties, crotch first into my
mouth.
"I'm sure you can tell how excited I got spanking you." I
could tell when she first brought her panties near, now I
can taste her. BANG! The intensity of this hit took my
breath away for a second. BANG! Again... It hurt, hurt
worse than anything I could ever remember... I started to
think that maybe this isn't something I wanted to do
anymore. Almost as if she knew what I was thinking, she
helped me up to my knees, pushing aside the footstool she
sat on the edge of the couch, after removing her panties
from my mouth she pulled me face first into her crotch. As
I started to lick and suck every inch of her I could reach
she started to rub my head and shoulders. She soon came
with both of us gasping for air.
"You are so good to me" she managed to say as she caught
her breath. She stood up, pulling me up with her. "Why
haven't you asked me to go to a movie and dinner yet? she
asked.
"I'm sorry Mistress, I didn't know what I am allowed to do
without permission." There was a pause for a couple seconds.
"Well...." she said.
"Mistress, May I please take you to the movies and dinner
Saturday night?"
"Yes I would love to go with you" she said putting her arms
around me and giving me a hug. "I hope you wear your new
shirt and pants."
"Yes Mistress" I said, so happy at the way things were
going. "I'll wear anything you want" enjoying our embrace.
"Of course you will dear. I want to know what you are
thinking, what you are feeling, just make sure you ask
respectfully." She took her hand and starting fondling my
dick. "If I wasn't so tired, we could do something about
this... you don't mind waiting do you" she asked.
"No Mistress."
"Grab your clothes and follow me." I grabbed and followed
her through the kitchen to the back yard. "Lie down" she
said as she pointed to a spot. I laid down and still
standing above me, she straddled my body. All of the sudden
she started pissing on me, moving around so she completely
wet me. "Okay, you can dress now, and then go though the
gate to leave" she said although she didn't move. "If you
have to go somewhere you can shower, before you get in bed
you can shower, otherwise keep my smell on you. Have a nice
night" she said as she gently kicked me on my sore butt as
she walked away. I stood up, dressed and walked out the
side gate and left.
I go home, wondering about what happened before I left...
did I disappoint her somehow? What did I do wrong? I walk
the short walk home, thinking of her the whole time. Once
returning home I catch up on some more work, and continue
to clean the place up. Later I take a shower and hop into
bed. Out of habit, my hand starts to play with myself. I
immediately remembered what my Mistress said about not
touching myself. Hhmm, she would never know if I don't tell
her.... but why would I want to disobey her, I want to obey
her, do as she wishes, it's a win-win situation. I remove
my hand, enjoying the feeling of obeying her, submitting to
her control of me, relaxing, I fall asleep.
"Wake up!!" was shouted at me. What was going on. I stumble
out of bed, trying to wake up. "What is this? Tell me" she
shouted, pointing at my stiff dick.
"It's a piss hard-on Mistress, it's a guy thing" I try to
explain.
"I don't care what it is, I never gave permission. Into the
bathroom, get in the tub face down on your hands and knees.
Ass in the air." I run into the bathroom, and get in the
tub. I notice she  has a bag hanging from the shower
curtain rod, I can't even guess how big it was before the
water stretched it. I feel her smear a dab of lube on my
ass, followed by her pushing her finger in. She suddenly
pulls her finger out and replaces it with an enema nozzle.
I hear the snap and feel the sudden rush of the water.
"This one is warm water with just a taste of soap." She
lets the water run for a couple seconds, then I hear the
snap and feel the water stop. She rubs my ass, the backs
and insides of my thighs. I want to relax and enjoy but I
am too busy keeping my ass closed tight so not to leak any
water. Snap, the water again starts filling me. I have
given myself enemas but never like this, I almost feel like
I'm pregnant. She pulls the nozzle out quickly and slaps my
ass, then she takes some toilet paper and wipes my ass dry.
"Don't leak any water or else" she threatens as she walks
out of the bathroom. It hurts, I never knew enemas could
hurt this much. I'm cramping, and struggling with the pain,
still keeping my ass tight.
"I just wanted to show you who's in control. As I pull away
I will honk twice, then and only then can you let loose. If
you fail, I expect you to tell me you failed me, as you
should anytime you fail me and I wouldn't know." Damn, did
she know what I was thinking last night? "Be at my house at
7:45 tonight, dressed to go out. And if I see you biking, I
might have a surprise for you if you obey and don't spill a
drop." I hear her getting her enema equipment together as
she gets ready to leave as I'm hoping is sooner than later,
I am almost losing control of my ass. Once again she slaps
my ass.
"Obey me" is the last thing she says as she walks out the
door. Now I have added my ears to the list of body parts
that are straining, hopefully hearing the 2 honks to signal
my relief. Sweat is dripping from me as I continue to
wait... finally I hear the 2 honks. I know I'll never make
the toilet so I let loose in the tub. Ah, the relief. I
struggle to my feet, turning on the shower, hot! I stand
under the hot water, trying to recover from the enema.
I get to work, finishing some music I am working on,
thinking of my bike ride in a few hours.


Parts of this story arenŐt true.... well, most of it isnŐt true.
 The only true part is my bike riding and seeing the same
beautiful woman 2-3 times per week.
Sadly, shortly after I posted this story in a Yahoo FemDom
 group I never saw her again.