• Donna is Soooo Sexy

    New fantasies abound. I haven't had time to write but now I"m back on the wagon. I will see Donna for real this week and one of my favorite things to do is simply to melt when I see her. I always notice her hair, the clothes she is wearing and of course, her shoes. I then think of all the fantasies I've had about  her and I"m so turned on by knowing that I'm with her. I hope she's wearing a slinky dress with strappy sandals and her hair up the way I like it (hard to describe - sorry).

    I love being Donna's slave. She treats me well and I am so turned on by being near her. It's summer and she does like to sun bathe by the beach. Donna has a beach house in a semi-private neighborhood so it's not all so infrequent that we are alone on the beach. Donna has me dressed in my summer clothers which is just a cloth covering my private parts so I could walk to the beach. The remainder of the time she likes me naked - especially in the summer. My Mistress Donna tells me that she likes seeing if I"m getting a hard-on when I'm near her and that it simply heightens the effect of the humiliation she and Master A. like to heap on me. I don't care. As long as I'm near Donna, doing whatever she commands of me. Today we are going to the beach.

    "Over her slave", Donna says to me as I scurry to meet her demand immediately. I know the cost of delay. I enjoy when Donna punishes me but I enjoy serving as her slave more so I comply instantly. "Let me see your collar, let's see if it's tight enough", and Donna pulls and tugs a bit and I choke slightly but who cares. I've felt Donna's hand near my neck and I can feel my dick enlarging somewhat. It's tough being in a chastity device because it hurts when my dick begins to grow.

    "I think I want you unfettered today. Get the key for your chastity device. I want it off of you. I am going to do my best to see how hard you can get serving me. Oh, and if you don't get hard I assume it's time for a bit of punishment as you've obviously been thinking of other women". I rush to get the key and Donna releases me from the device. Ahhh! sweet freedom. My dick bounces up to attention and all I want to do is rub against Donna's delicious firm body but I know better so I control myself.

    "I see you're hard already. You've got a long day ahead. Get your leash and let's get started. Oh, and bring a cool drink for me", Donna commands and I immediately get the drink. I know what my Mistress likes so it takes an instant to prepare. Grabbing on to my leash we begin the walk to the beach. I walking behind my mistress at leash distance while Donna walks commandingly to the beach tugging now and then on my leash. I love walking behind Donna because it gives me a chance to really see her in a way that is difficult when she is ordering me about. I watch as her ass wiggles under her beach robe and lovingly glimpse at her thick-soled flip-flops looking for every inch of the sole of my Mistresses feet that I can see. I fantasize and dream about Donna rubbing her feet all over my face - especially her sweaty feet. I take the view that I'm allowed and my dick grows with every step.

    We arrive at the beach after a short walk and I am commanded to set Donna up comfortably in her recliner. "Get my recliner ready", she orders as I begin the set up of everything my Donna needs for a relaxing day on the beach. Donna turns away from me so that I can remove her beach robe and I slowly uncover the most amazing and delicious body that I could ever want to worship. Donna is lean and muscular. A regular goddess to behold. She is wearing a two piece and as I remove her robe I am tempted to kneel and kiss her ass. I am not allowed to touch Donna without her permission and if I did so then I would immediately be chained and set waiting for Master A.'s punishment.

    Mistress Donna sits on the recliner ready to turn into a lay down position. I kneel at her feet and remove each of her flip-flops. How wonderful to be able to look at the impression that Donna's feet have made in her flip-flops. My Mistress likes to wear the kind with the 2 inch thick soles so it is even more pleasurable to see the impression her feet have made. She gently raises her feet as if to say "You belong as my foot-boy" and frankly she has said it to me and I"ve appreciated serving at her feet. I gently lift off each flip-flop. Donna seductively makes herself comfortable knowing full-well that I"m aching in my groing to have her. She could see it because when we are along my clothers are completely off.

    "It's nice to see that you appreciate serving me foot-boy", my Donna says to me. "What do you say to me foot-boy", she remarks. I am dying now. Fully humiliiated and unable to control my body. Just Donna's touch on my dick would send me over the top. I love being reminded of just how submissive I am around Donna. "Thank you", I reply. "Your feet, your body, everything about you is beautiful and I want to spend all of my time worshipping you", I lamely reply. "I bet you do", says Donna. "Let's see how much you really want me. Crawl to my feet and massage my feet you naked little foot-boy. It's all you're good for so why not get started and show me that you're not as lame as I really think you are? You're such a little shit. Go on, Give me my massage.", Donna commands.

    I begin massaging  her feet and after the tongue lashing I just got I am as hard as I'm ever going to be and Donna knows it. "Don't let me see one drop of cum or pre-cum on you foot-boy, do you understand? Now get a bit closer to my feet. I want to be able to kick you in the face if you don't please me or, would you rather Master A. punish you as I watch", Donna says. "No Donna, please don't punish me, I"m doing everything you ask and I'l do more. You know I"m here only to serve any of your desires. Please, please let me do as you command and don't punish me", I reply. Donna knows that I hate when Master A. punishes me. It is sheer torment. Nothing but pain for his pleasure and he is very cruel. I've been left in positions of torment for hours on end by Master A. with no escape. At times, all I could do is writhe in pain and I don't wan that to happen at all if I can help it. Master A. is very protective over Donna so it is understandable that he would punish me so cruelly but I still have a very difficult time dealing with the pain.

    Miss Donna lifts her foot to my lips. I know what she wants. "That's it foot-boy", Donna says in a sultry voice. "Let those toes into your mouth and suck on them. Get all of the salty goodness off of them", she says. Then as quickly as Donna's toes went into my mouth she gently pulls her foot out and kicks me in the face. 

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