New Slave boy (closed)

[sexycaz22]

**Thread closed for me and Scooter1970**

IC:

Some background:
Mistress Kellie's former slave boy has made an announcement one night, using the safe word, 'black', it meant that he wanted to end the relationship.

I remember the night well, when the slave boy said the word, my heart were breaking, as he explained that he has fallen in love with a girl at work. I've always encouraged my slave boys to express their thoughts, their feelings, and their love lives. I've never stopped them having another life. And this always saddened me, as they did go after a short while. This particular slave boy has only been with me for a year and a half and already he were leaving.

After a few days of thinking carefully of how I would get a slave boy, it were getting difficult now to find a good slave boy. This were because that now, the BDSM world were getting accepted but not fully, there were still some taboo subjects but the female dominator's seemed to be getting some good slave boys.

I've made a decision.

In a couple of BDSM magazines, I've placed an advert, looking for a slave boy to serve me. It read like this:

Mistress Kellie is looking for a live-in slave boy, who would serve Her, obey Her, and accept what She tells him. The slave boy is expected to give up his time for the Mistress. The Mistress will reward the slave boy, when and if he deserves it, and will certainly punish the slave boy when he does deserve it. Above all, the slave boy must agree to the rules the Mistress gives, when T/they meet for the first time, within reason.

If this sounds like you, slave boy, please e-mail me at this address: mistresskellie@bdsm.org.uk

Thank you, and I look forward to hearing from you soon.​

OOC: I am looking for a male writer who would be willing to write as a slave, I would like for this writer to write more than a one-liner. So, if you think this is you, please do send me a PM, with your bio before joining in this thread. Thank you.

 

[sexycaz22]

(OOC: Forgot to post a bio!)

Bio:

Name: Mistress Kellie (which were not her real name)
Appearance: long red hair, often in ponytails, blue eyes
Height: 5ft 2"
Weight: 10 stones, 2lbs
Status: without a slave, a dominator
Turn ons: spanking, using whips on slaves, slapping/smacking, leather, tieing slaves up, controlling, gentle pain
Turn offs: blood, extreme violence, water sports, candle wax

 

[Scooter1970]

Jamie's application

Dear Madame,

I am writing in reply to your advertisement placed in the 23rd. March edition of 'BDSM:UK Times'.

My name is Jamie Cross, I'm 23 years old, and from Hampstead, London.

I am 5 foot 6 inches, 10 stone 4 lbs; with short brown hair and consider myself to be smartly, but conservatively dressed.

I have dated several girls, but my most fulfilling relationship was with my ex., who was definitely not shy about what she wanted, in any area of our relationship. We had experimented with bondage and submission - which I enjoyed.

Unfortunately, six months ago, she ventured abroad, after a fabulous job offer, leaving me alone and craving direction and subservience to a dominant woman.

I should like to correspond with you, to ascertain if we might be compatible, as you seem, from your advertisement to be exactly the woman I seek.

Although I cannot claim to be experienced as a slaveboy, I would willingly submit to you for instruction, should you deem me worthy.

Yours Most Respectfully,
Jamie Cross

 

[sexycaz22]

I sat at my desk, in a leather chair, looking over some e-mails. One of the e-mails has caught my attention;

Dear Madame,

I am writing in reply to your advertisement placed in the 23rd. March edition of 'BDSM:UK Times'.

My name is Jamie Cross, I'm 23 years old, and from Hampstead, London.

I am 5 foot 6 inches, 10 stone 4 lbs; with short brown hair and consider myself to be smartly, but conservatively dressed.

I have dated several girls, but my most fulfilling relationship was with my ex., who was definitely not shy about what she wanted, in any area of our relationship. We had experimented with bondage and submission - which I enjoyed.

Unfortunately, six months ago, she ventured abroad, after a fabulous job offer, leaving me alone and craving direction and subservience to a dominant woman.

I should like to correspond with you, to ascertain if we might be compatible, as you seem, from your advertisement to be exactly the woman I seek.

Although I cannot claim to be experienced as a slaveboy, I would willingly submit to you for instruction, should you deem me worthy.

Yours Most Respectfully,
Jamie Cross​

I liked the look of this e-mail and I decided to reply back;

"Hello, Jamie,

Thank you for answering the advert.

I would be very grateful if you could come along to my house in 2 days, at 10.00AM sharply.

We will talk more then.

I hope to see you then, and on time.

Regards,

Mistress Kellie"​

I smiled, as I pressed Enter to send off to Jamie Cross, hoping that I have made the right choice.

 

[Scooter1970]

I made sure I booked the taxi so I had plenty of time to get to Mistress Kellie's home.

The driver stopped at the end of the road and said:

"There you are - there's nothing up there but a cottage and some forest, but that's the address you gave me."

I thanked him and gave him his fare, plus a small tip, and got out, to walk the couple of hundred metres from the main road, up to the Cottage.

It seemed a pretty place, like the classic 'country cottage', with thatched roof and chimney and a small and tidy front garden.

I looked at my watch, I was a couple of minutes early - I daren't be late, just in case she was really strict.

As I walked closer to the house, I could see that the woods almost came right up to the rear of the Cottage, it looked like there was maybe a fifty metre back gardden, from my vatage point.

Mistress Kellie must have quite a bit of money to afford living here!

As I approached the front door, I saw it had an old-fashioned brass knocker.

I rapped a couple of times on the door, and waited. The pause that followed gave me enough time to appreciate the warmth of the sun on the side of my face and the fact the wind was starting to pick up, rustling the leaves in the trees.

Suddenly, the door flew open, and a woman about 5'2", with flaming red hair, and what I guessed to be a toned body, stood before, dressed stylishly, in a simple, but classic black dress and heels.

I jumped, in surprise, and as I tried to introduce myself, my voice deserted me...

 

[sexycaz22]

The day came for me to meet Jamie Cross and I hoped that today would turn out to be a good day for both of us.

I slipped into a simple black dress with stockings and heels. I did not want to scare Jamie off, wearing the outfit I usually wore whenever I was home.

As I sat in the long lounge, on a leather chair, waiting, my legs crossed.

I heard 'knock, knock' and I stood up, walking over to the door and opening the door to see a young man in front of me and I liked what I saw.

"Jamie Cross?" I said, in a strong Scottish accent.

 

[Scooter1970]

"Y...Yes.....Mistress Kellie?" I spluttered in reply.

She was gorgeous! Her accent made my knees weaken!

I nervously straightened my tie and hoped she would find me presentable in my dark grey suit. I had even polished my shoes for the occasion!

 

[sexycaz22]

"Yes, Jamie, but for now, you may call me Kellie," I said, and stepped back, "Come in, Jamie, the lounge is just on the right,"

I smiled at Jamie, seeing that he have got a dull grey suit on and I hated guys in suits as quite often I find guys in suits quite boring and dull but I reserve my judgement until after I have talked with Jamie.

I closed the door behind me and followed Jamie into the lounge.

"Sit down, Jamie...let us talk," I smiled, "I am glad that you have answered my advert".

 

[Scooter1970]

"Thank You, Kellie." I answered.

I stepped into her lounge. It was decorated in a minimalist fashion, but very tastefully.

'Understated money' is the expression, I believe.

"Sit down, Jamie...let us talk," Kellie smiled, "I am glad that you have answered my advert".

"I am hoping you are the guiding light I seek, Kellie." I answered honestly.

I was treating this meeting like a job interview (hence the suit) I was hoping I had adopted the correct attitude...

 

[sexycaz22]

"I am hoping you are the guiding light I seek, Kellie." Jamie answered.

I nodded, sitting on a leather armchair opposite Jamie, as he sat on the sofa in front of me.

"Jamie, what prompted you to answer my advert?" I asked, curious.

 

[Scooter1970]

I looked right into her eyes as I replied.

"Your ad was to the point, honest and I got the impression you weren't going to waste my time, if we decided we were right for each other."

I paused to guage her reaction, before asking:

"May I ask why you responded to me?"

 

[sexycaz22]

"Your ad was to the point, honest and I got the impression you weren't going to waste my time, if we decided we were right for each other." Jamie said, and then he asked, "May I ask why you responded to me?"

I smiled, nodding, "Well, Jamie, I liked to see that you have had some experiences of being a submissive and seemed to be willing to learn more," and I paused, and wondered if he were aware of the position of being my slave boy, should he choose to.

"Jamie, I wonder, if you are aware, that if W/we decide to begin a relationship, that you would have to give up your other life, everything you know and come and be my live-in slave boy?"

 

[Scooter1970]

"I am 'between jobs', at the moment, Kellie, so it shouldn't be too much of a problem. I would be willing to be your slave, with all that implies. I could rent out my flat and move in here?...."

I waited for a reaction...

 

[sexycaz22]

I was rather taken aback at how bluntly Jamie were about moving in.

"We shall see, Jamie, but awfully good of you," I said, pausing, before continuing, "Tell me, what made you take an interest in a Dom/sub relationship? When did you first become a submissive and how did you feel?" I asked.

 

[Scooter1970]

I explained to Kellie my story...

"I started on the submissive lifestyle purely by accident. My ex-girlfriend and Mistress, Rachel, and I had been out for a romantic meal and a few drinks; quite a few, in her case, as I had to call the cab.

As we drove through a junction, on the way home, there was a young girl, dressed in a tight top and a short skirt, stumbling home from a party, it seemed.

I wasn't very discreet about looking her up and down and Rachel noticed. She made some sort of comment about me being a 'naughty boy, who needed to be punished.

I didn't give it any thought until we were home and she was feeling quite frisky. She demanded I make love to her and proceeded to undress, in the bedroom.

She stood in front of me, in just a skimpy black lace bra, thong and black hold up stockings. She looked incredible!"

I smiled in recollection of the memory and looked up into Kellie's eyes.

She nodded and said simply:

"Go on."

"She knelt before me and undid my trousers, before yanking them to the ground around my ankles. Usually she wanted me completely undressed before we slept together, but I guess the drink had made her more aroused than usual, as she sucked me to hardness.

This time, though, instead of getting me to mount her, as usual, she stood and slipped her bra off, and tied it around my balls, keeping them tight together. This was new! The she slid her thong off and stuffed it into my mouth, while I protested about her bra.

She climbed on top of me and tied my wrists to the corners of our wrought-iron bedstead. As I was effectively hobbled by my trousers, and a little drunk, myself, I could not release my feet or hands in time to get her off me.

Rachel, satisfied I was secured, stood back off the bed and admired her handiwork."

"God, you look good tied down!" She said.

"Rache! Let me up!" I replied.

"No! You've been a bad boy, eyeing up other girsl and you're going to be punished!"

"I couldn't see how she was going to punish me, as it seemed she was about to live out a fantasy of mine. She sucked me to hardness again and then mounted me for a couple of minutes. It was just enough to get me close. Then she climbed off and walked round the bed to her bedside cabinet; out of which she produced her Rabbit vibrator. She turned the chair round, in front of her dressing table and
sat in it, spread her legs and started to slowly fuck herself, knowing I had to watch.

After a few minutes, I knew she had to be close. She put the rabbit down and climed atop me again, and rode me for a few more minutes, bringing me to the brink, this time, before dismounting again.

She did this twice more, driving me more and more crazy with frustration every time.

I had never admitted it before, but I loved her being in control. She had a great imagination and obviously loved giving it free rein!

Eventually, she sat back in her chair and brought herself off to a noisy conclusion, again, while I watched, powerless to do anything.

Her hair was matted to the sides of her face as she sashayed over to the bed and said:"

"Did you enjoy that, lover?"

I could only nod in answer as I was so effectively gagged by her thong.

She bent forward and stroked my forehead as she continued:

"Now - you will beg me to cum!" as she pulled the thong from my mouth.

"Rache - are you fucking nuts? Just get on top and finish me!"

Her answer was swift and surprising.

She reached down and pulled the bra around my cock really tight so it hurt.

"No! Not until you beg. You need to respect me and apologise!"

"For what?" I asked, not compreheding what she meant.

She reached down again and slapped my erect cock with the back of her open hand. It hurt like a bastard!

"Ahhhhh!" I moaned in pain, trying to be quiet, because we lived in a terraced house and didn't want to give the neighbours any ideas!

"Beg, for my forgiveness, Jamie. And call me 'Mistress' when you do!"

To ram this point home, she picked up the cord from her robe and wrapped it into a short length, then she whipped my cock with it. That really stung!

"Mistress - please let me cum!" I begged, realising my current position was untenable.

"Say Please!" She taunted. She wanted me to concede the point completely.

"Please! Let me cum, Mistress!" I begged.

"Very well, Slave. You have learnt your place and I will untie you; but you must relieve yourself."

"I have to admit, by then I was so horny, I didn't care - I just had to cum!

I went to get up and go into the bathroom, so I didn't make a mess, when she whipped my ass with her robe-cord again."

"No! Do it here, on the bed. Lie back and wank for me, come on your belly for me to watch!"

"I lay back and started to stroke. I realised any hope of Rachel bringing me off had gone - but the fact she eas commanding me to wank for her, made me so very hot!"

"After a few minutes I was close, and my breath quickened, just as normal. I stroked faster and faster."

"Cum for me Slave!" She ordered me.

And I did.....

 

[sexycaz22]

I listened as Jamie told the story about how he got into the lifestyle of being a submissive. I smiled, I liked the sound of Rachel. When Jamie has finished, I smiled,

"A good story, Jamie. So many boys I know have fallen in the lifestyle quite by accident. But not me, now it's my turn to tell you my story, fair's fair," I said.

Jamie nodded, sitting back, and waited to hear my story.

I began,

"I have grew up in a strong domination lifestyle. You see, my parents have always been very private and they often stayed in the house, rarely going out. My mother were very submissive to my father. I have always thought this to be a strange partnership as I often seen my friends' parents, they seemed to be as equally as to each other and then I looked to my parents, completely different.

Anyway, as I became 12 years old, I went to secondary school and I saw a boy I liked, and he always did what I told him, although it wasn't in a sexual way, I found myself liking telling other people what to do, especially the opposite way. But I didn't think much of it until I became 18 years old, and my mother sat me down.

"Darling, have you noticed me and your father having a strange relationship, different to your friends' parents' relationships?" she asked and I nodded.

That was when she told me the truth, that she were a submissive to her father, who were the dominator. I was not really surprised, I always had a suspicion but never really brought it up, well until that time.

Soon after, I realised that I have had some domination inside me and I decided to set out to explore it more and so I went to the Dungeon where there were a Mistress there who taught me everything and from then, I took in male slaves ever since.

But until now, I never have had a live-in slave, but although one slave has been with me for 8 years, unfortunately he died, leaving me heartbroken, as I came to love him and he came to love me. Since that, I often had slaves for a short time until the last one, who has been with me for a year and a half. But I have not been in love since."

I finished, looking at Jamie, wondering what he were going to say now....

 

[Scooter1970]

"Kellie - I am sorry for your loss. May I ask why your last Slave left?"

I looked at Kellie trying to judge her mood.

"I would like to try being your Slave. Whether it's on a live-in basis or not for now. I assume you would like a probation period?"

 

[sexycaz22]

"Kellie - I am sorry for your loss. May I ask why your last Slave left?"

"I would like to try being your Slave. Whether it's on a live-in basis or not for now. I assume you would like a probation period?"

I nodded, with a sad smile, "My last slave left because he has fallen in love with someone from work and asked me for permission to leave," I explained, "and with regret, I have had to let him go, I am not one to keep slaves here against their will."

I looked at Jamie and smiled, he were so eager and I like that in my slaves.

"Jamie, let's not get ahead of ourselves, the point of today was to get to know each other, tell me about your limits, and I shall tell you what I expect from a live-in slave and then from there, we will talk more about the possibility of you becoming my live-in slave."

 

[Scooter1970]

I nodded and smiled. Kellie was quite right of course. There was nothing to be gained by rushing in 'blind'.

"As far as my limits; I don't want to play any toilet games, or anything with blood. I would experiment with anal, as I am intrigued by it. Bondage & gagging should be OK, as well as foot worship; I would even consider cross-dressing and mild humiliation - although nothing public. Pretty much anything else should be OK."

"Was there anything in particular you had in mind?"

 

[sexycaz22]

"As far as my limits; I don't want to play any toilet games, or anything with blood. I would experiment with anal, as I am intrigued by it. Bondage & gagging should be OK, as well as foot worship; I would even consider cross-dressing and mild humiliation - although nothing public. Pretty much anything else should be OK."

"Was there anything in particular you had in mind?"

I nodded, pleased.

"Much slimier to my limits, Jamie. However, I like to use toys, as such as a whip or nipple clamps, things like that, to be used on your body," I said, "As for humiliation I wonder if you would like to be humiliated in front of some other people, in my house? It won't be too public," I asked.

 

[Scooter1970]

I could feel myself blushing as I said:

"It all sounds tempting to me, Kellie. Clamps and a whip, and maybe a small select crowd of your trusted friends to humiliate me in front of. I have never done that, but I have to confess the thought is making me hard."

 

[sexycaz22]

Smiling, already, I could see that I've done well, in picking Jamie out of many other boys who wrote to me.

"Jamie, I am glad, that you like the idea," I said.

I looked at Jamie, wondering what I should do next. Usually, it just happened naturally when a boy became my slave, but this situation is completely different, I am ACTUALLY doing the choosing instead of meeting boys in some BDSM clubs, etc.

Finally, I decided.

"Jamie, I think I would like to give you a little test today, just to see how well you've responded. Do not think that I have accepted you, yet," I told Jamie, "and at the end of the test, you can ask me some questions, agreed?"



(OOC: I apologise for being away from Lit. for soooo long - my attentions were on something else!!)

 

[Scooter1970]

I listened intently to all that Kellie said, particularly the last part:.

Jamie, I think I would like to give you a little test today, just to see how well you've responded. Do not think that I have accepted you, yet," I told Jamie, "and at the end of the test, you can ask me some questions, agreed?"

I paused nodded, and said:

"Yes Kellie, I agree."

I hoped I had shown I had considered all she had talked of and I had to admit, our needs were similar in so many ways.

 

[sexycaz22]

Pleased with Jamie's reply, I smiled.

"Follow me, Jamie to a room where we will begin our test," I said.

I stood up and signalled for Jamie to stand up too.

"Come," I told Jamie and as he followed me, we went out of the living room, turned right, going in a narrow corridor, and it lead us to a small room on the left.

I opened the door, stood back, to let Jamie go in. As soon as he walked in, I stepped in, closing the door behind me.

In front of us, Jamie saw a small study with dark wooden shelves on the walls, with books, about bondage and the relationships between a Mistress and a sub. A small desk with a leather pad was on the left side, near a bay window, with a leather chair in front of it. On the right side, there were some pictures showing a nature of bondage.

Jamie turned to me, seemed to wonder what were his test.

I smiled.

 

[Scooter1970]

Although not my place to assume anything, I thought Kellie would like me to pull out the chair, so she could sit at the desk.

However, as this was a test, with no ground rules laid down, I stood where I was, silent, with my eyes cast downward at her feet.

As the Mistress, it must be she who makes the first move, lest I invite a punishment for my disrespect, in assuming her wants.