Helen’s slave. Part 9

The slave is getting used to her mistress, he’ll do anything to be with her and she knows that she has the ultimate power over him…

I came up to Helen’s apartment and wanted to ring the doorbell but looking at the watch changed my mind. It was 7 minutes to 12… Of course, she would probably appraise my zeal but she had told me to arrive at 12 sharp. And if she ordered me something I should better do it in the way she told me. It wasn’t difficult to wait for a few minutes. Having a glance at my watch occasionally I started to wait.

I envisioned seeing this ordinary girl again. However, she was ordinary for others, not for me. I wanted to see her condescending and satisfied smile, hear her laughter, notice her gestures. Despite yesterday’s events I was attracted to her, I felt some respect and awe to her… Waiting for her in front of her apartment I wondered what she would do with me this time…

When it was 12 sharp I rang the doorbell and straightened my hair quickly.

- Good day, my Mistress! – I greeted her with respectful intonation and even some aspiration when she opened the door. As there was no one in the corridor I bowed to her.

- Come in, – Helen invited me inside.

- May I? – I asked her to give me her hand for a kiss when the door slammed after me.

I had to greet her in a special way to emphasize her status. When the girl gave me her hand lazily I touched the back of it with my lips respectfully, demonstrating how delightful I was to see her.
Then I kneeled down before her and asking for permission I kissed her foot showing again my lower status.

Helen liked my respectfulness and gave me her second foot for a kiss playfully. I covered it with my kisses…

- Ok, slave, undress and put it on, – the girl pointed at the collar.

Then she turned round and left me alone in the corridor. It was still very unusual for me to bare myself right from entering the apartment. Behind the door I lived an ordinary life as other people do but as soon as I entered this flat everything changed. Being absolutely naked before a dressed-up and dominating girl let the sawdust out of me and I realized I was again just a slave for her. I couldn’t conceal anything from her and she was able to see and do whatever she wanted. It was hard to get used to it and I had to learn to feel calm in these circumstances.

“And probably you will never feel calm being nude with her, man” I suddenly thought.

I took off my clothes and put on the collar showing her I became a thing in her house. I looked at myself and adjusted my cock; anyway I was proud to be a man… I smiled thinking of the fact she didn’t care how I looked. Only my nudity was important for her.

I gave a deep sigh and moved to the living room after my Mistress. I understood that behaving perfectly was difficult for a slave. I had to be prepared for everything, relax for not a second, try to foresee all of the girl’s wishes, make no mistakes and be unobtrusive. It was not easy to feel this borderline as I knew her so little. But I decided to strive to be perfect. I knew I would have to go through a lot of punishments but I had to know my Mistress better than myself!

It was difficult to realize my dependence on her, but at the same time it was pleasant, too. Dependence on her mood, wishes, caprice… If she was discontented even slightly I had to wait for the worst. She would at least lash me for misbehavior…

Entering the living room I saw my Mistress sitting at the table and writing something. I came up quietly and kneeled down in front of her near her feet. Helen pretended not to notice her devoted slave, she got used to addressing him only when SHE needed that…

I was silent having decided to understand her mood and further wishes. I was curious what she was writing and planning to do but asking her at that moment was more than unreasonable. I was admiring her legs thinking that this was a real pleasure just to sit near such legs and wait when the woman paid attention to you and you could feel happy just because of that….

- Ok, slave… – A couple of minutes later she turned to me and spread her legs in the way I was between them and she could look at me from above. – I’m leaving now for an hour or two. Here is a list of things your should do… – She gave me the list. – You should complete them until I come back. If you can’t cope I’ll punish you, slave…

Just a second was enough for me to realize I couldn’t do everything she wanted during that time…

- But…

I guess it sounded very sadly…

- What? – Helen smiled looking at me from above.

- Yes, of course, my Lady… – I gave up.

- Do your best, slave, otherwise your butt will become crimson again! – She smiled broadly having fun and amusing herself with this game.

If she mentioned my rear it meant I had to wait for lashing.

- Ok, I must be off, – Helen rose and moved me aside softly but powerfully. – See me off and then get down to work!

Wearing her favourite jeans the girl gave me her hand for a kiss and then left. I heard the door was locked from outside. I stood up from the floor squeezing the list in my hand. I looked at it again to make sure I wasn’t able to do it in time and moved to the living room thinking about what to start with…

I understood her game. Of course she could lash me for no reason at all. But she chose to make me feel I deserved the punishment… Helen made me think respectfully about her again.

When I realized I was alone in the apartment I felt the difference. When she was here my attention was riveted on her only. I couldn’t look around at her presence. But now I felt free to do all I wanted. I can’t say I was free as I was wearing a collar and nothing more on me. But I felt cheerful, I was smiling!!!

Though I had a lot to do I was in no hurry. It was an ordinary human factor – she wouldn’t see me, but anyway I wouldn’t be able to complete everything and she would punish me anyway. But I could certainly do something from the list.

I saw round the girl’s house. There were a few Helen’s photos on the wall. I came up and began examining them. Here she was in the mountains with a beautiful lake on the background, on another picture she was with a man, who he was I could only guess…

I was clever enough to understand I would be punished for touching her belongings. So, I decided just to look at everything…

Her clothes were on the sofa… clean and tidy… but I was interested in something different… the drawer with her sex toys… I could do nothing with me but I was eager to look inside… I realized that Helen wouldn’t know about that and I opened the drawer…

It was just an ordinary curiosity. I wondered what I might wait for as the girl hadn’t shown me all of her toys yesterday. I had to know what she was to torture me with. I started examining the objects inside the drawer.

And again I was shocked by the view of them. Everything seemed so huge to me. Some of the toys were in boxes, others were without them… I saw the strap-on she had fucked me with yesterday.

I was very careful to leave all of the toys on the same places for my Mistress not to notice I touched them. I found cords, strap-ons of various sizes and collars, something like a plug, even handcuffs…

I gave a deep sigh when thought that she would probably want to have fun using those toys… I closed the drawer…

I had plenty of things to do… I refused the idea of putting on my boxers as she could return at any moment and if she saw me wearing them or taking them off I would be punished…

Time passed fast while I was working. To some extent I felt discontent and men’s pride. The girl went somewhere and left me here and I had to work for her… And when she came back she would punish me… However, all I could do was to realize my position and yield. Fortunately I had a good sense of humour and I even smiled while was doing housework for her…

I was in no hurry for I knew that if I didn’t do all she wanted it probably would be all right but if I did it badly it would be much worse.

An hour and a half later my Mistress arrived home. Hearing the door opening I hurried to the corridor to kneel down in front of my Mistress.

- I’m so happy you’ve returned, my Lady! I’m so glad to see you! May I..? – I rose, took a packet she’d brought with her and helped her to take off her coat and shoes.

The girl didn’t react to that as to something weird, it was ordinary for her and she was happy the slave was so quick-witted and she didn’t have to tell him what to do…

My cheerfulness disappeared as soon as she entered the door. And now she was standing in front of me… above me, I would say. I knew that if she wanted she could make me stand with my butt stuck out and fuck me fiercely…

Helen went to the living-room, sat on the sofa and crossed her legs. And I had a seat at her feet on my knees on the floor. Her foot was right before my face…

- Well, slave, have you finished everything? – She asked being aware of the answer.

- Oh, my Mistress… I’m sorry but I couldn’t… – It was hard to tell but I restrained not to say I had too little time for all the matters.

She wouldn’t have liked such a reply. Her order was like a law for me and my opinion was not important…

Related Stories:

• October 29, 2008 — Starting with Dinner
• October 24, 2008 — Hooker’s diary. Part 22
• December 15, 2008 — Helen’s slave. Part 8
• December 12, 2008 — Helen’s slave. Part 6
• December 7, 2008 — Helen’s slave. Part 2
• December 13, 2008 — Helen’s slave. Part 7
• December 10, 2008 — Helen’s slave. Part 5

Originally posted 2008-12-16 05:19:12.