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Anything Goes
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Lesbian Female / 22
Woah, this was longer than I thought it would be. Sorry.
The second to last year of high school, I decided on something. I wanted to be a slave to a rich girl, the spoiled, snobby sort of girl who gets anything she wants. Not that I think she necessarily deserves it, or anything. So, after school the one day I went up to one such girl in my school.
I told her that with no strings attached, if she wanted I would be her slave. I told her that if she wanted, for as long as it was possible and she wanted I would do absolutely anything she asked, and that she could punish me in any way she saw fit if I were to disobey her for any reason.
She thought it was strange, but she accepted. It started out small, of course she had me do her homework, chores around her house (not that she had many to begin with, but she found others for me to do as well.) like laundry and dishes, bringing her and her friends food and drinks.
Initially she only had me over at her house after school until I had to be home, then she would order me around in school as well, eventually I was spending the night more and more often, weekends. I think my parents suspected something but they were glad I wasn't just at home on the computer constantly anymore.
Eventually, like I had hoped, she became greedy. She realized she could order me to do more than just menial tasks, though those did stay the majority of what I ended up doing. She took it to massages, foot rubs. She gave me a maid's outfit to wear (a normal one, not like a sexy one) while I was there.
But I think what kind of opened the floodgates was this: One night, after her friends had gone home and I already confirmed that I was spending the night, she became bored. She told me to kiss her slippers. Without questioning this order, I got on my knees and kissed her slippers.
Without going into too much detail, the rest of the night until she went to sleep was essentially her ordering me to do increasingly more degrading things, but never quite tipping into sexual territory. I think she was still gauging whether that was something she wanted to do and seeing whether I would resist something like that.
But whatever the reason, that was when things got to the point I was hoping for. Ordinarily at school I would wear pretty much whatever I wanted, mostly tee shirts and pants though. After that, the next day she told me that I wasn't allowed to wear pants any more, only skirts. She personally picked through my clothes and told me which outfits to wear.
Before then, she had me calling her "Miss" and her last name, and calling her by her first name at school. She changed that, and decided I was to call her "Princess", even in school. Which, she let me know the last part by pinching me when I called her by her name in school, and saying "That's not what you call me any more."
About a week later, her parents had to visit some of her relatives and left her with the house for a weekend. They did this before, but things were a bit different this time. For the first day she had me cleaning the house and doing the other usual chores completely naked.
That night was more of the humiliating/degrading tasks like before, kissing her slippers, acting as a footrest, but remaining naked. The next day she ordered me into the shower with her, and had me wash her. After the shower, we dried off and she got dressed.
She lead me to their living room. She sat in the middle of the couch with her legs crossed, put her purse on the floor, and ordered me to sit in front of her on the floor. She asked me if I wanted out of my original offer to her. It took me a while to answer. I told her that that was entirely up to her, and I would continue serving her if she still wanted me.
She didn't say anything immediately. She opened her purse and pulled out a ring of leather the same color as my hair, a collar, and fastened it around my neck. At the front was a ring with a silver heart tag hanging from it. The tag read "Joujou", which I looked up later and found that it was French for "toy", which makes sense considering her family originates in France.
Now, I'm not going to pretend that we're actually a couple or anything. I'm not sure if she considers herself to be straight, or bisexual, or something else, and she's been with different guys for longer than I've served her. But starting at that moment our relationship became a sexual one along with everything else.
After securing the collar, she uncrossed her legs and pulled my head into her crotch. It took me a second to realize what had just happened, and she lightly slapped me for my hesitation. I ate her out in the middle of her living room. Her parents or friends or anyone else who had access to her home could have walked in.
But I knew that it wasn't my place to care, and she most likely had it planned so she wouldn't be bothered. She nearly broke my nose when she came. From that point on things were mostly still the same. The same daily tasks and she still ordered me to do humiliating things for her amusement.
Added on top of that however was that I'm there to get her off when she needs me to. I'm not left out though, she included sexual elements to a lot of other things often enough. She has used a strap-on on me, though for what reason depends on her mood (sometimes she uses it for humiliation, sometimes for pleasure.)
She's only done it twice, but she has gone down on me when she's feeling really generous. She wasn't very good, but I think half of the reason she was doing it was to watch me blush at the fact that she was doing that at all.
On the other side, which I haven't mentioned much until now, is that while I'm only highlighting the best parts, she is definitely still spoiled and mean. She never asks me to do anything physically impossible or anything, but she will punish me for the slightest things.
The most common is if I'm not doing something fast enough. At least half of the time when I'm getting something for her I'll have to take a few swats on my ass when I get there because I was taking too long, and she's stronger than she looks.
Plus, she always knows how to push me when she's ordering me to do something humiliating. She still knows what to order me to do that I will still disobey her on. And on top of punishing me for disobeying her, she will punish me on a semi regular basis as a reminder that she is in charge.
But that's exactly what I wanted. Whether she knows that or not is another matter. I wanted her to be cruel in ways that seem to only come naturally to someone like her. I wanted to be the slave of someone who would have treated me like dirt anyway.
Ironically I think I probably got more compassion out of her by becoming her slave than I ever would have gotten if I tried to be her friend. She has friends, mostly people who are similarly privileged and treat her like their leader. Most other people are treated like dirt. She still treats me like dirt, but I'm HER dirt, and to her that means I'm more worthy than the other dirt. Even if it's only worthy enough for some kind gestures here and there.
The second to last year of high school, I decided on something. I wanted to be a slave to a rich girl, the spoiled, snobby sort of girl who gets anything she wants. Not that I think she necessarily deserves it, or anything. So, after school the one day I went up to one such girl in my school.
I told her that with no strings attached, if she wanted I would be her slave. I told her that if she wanted, for as long as it was possible and she wanted I would do absolutely anything she asked, and that she could punish me in any way she saw fit if I were to disobey her for any reason.
She thought it was strange, but she accepted. It started out small, of course she had me do her homework, chores around her house (not that she had many to begin with, but she found others for me to do as well.) like laundry and dishes, bringing her and her friends food and drinks.
Initially she only had me over at her house after school until I had to be home, then she would order me around in school as well, eventually I was spending the night more and more often, weekends. I think my parents suspected something but they were glad I wasn't just at home on the computer constantly anymore.
Eventually, like I had hoped, she became greedy. She realized she could order me to do more than just menial tasks, though those did stay the majority of what I ended up doing. She took it to massages, foot rubs. She gave me a maid's outfit to wear (a normal one, not like a sexy one) while I was there.
But I think what kind of opened the floodgates was this: One night, after her friends had gone home and I already confirmed that I was spending the night, she became bored. She told me to kiss her slippers. Without questioning this order, I got on my knees and kissed her slippers.
Without going into too much detail, the rest of the night until she went to sleep was essentially her ordering me to do increasingly more degrading things, but never quite tipping into sexual territory. I think she was still gauging whether that was something she wanted to do and seeing whether I would resist something like that.
But whatever the reason, that was when things got to the point I was hoping for. Ordinarily at school I would wear pretty much whatever I wanted, mostly tee shirts and pants though. After that, the next day she told me that I wasn't allowed to wear pants any more, only skirts. She personally picked through my clothes and told me which outfits to wear.
Before then, she had me calling her "Miss" and her last name, and calling her by her first name at school. She changed that, and decided I was to call her "Princess", even in school. Which, she let me know the last part by pinching me when I called her by her name in school, and saying "That's not what you call me any more."
About a week later, her parents had to visit some of her relatives and left her with the house for a weekend. They did this before, but things were a bit different this time. For the first day she had me cleaning the house and doing the other usual chores completely naked.
That night was more of the humiliating/degrading tasks like before, kissing her slippers, acting as a footrest, but remaining naked. The next day she ordered me into the shower with her, and had me wash her. After the shower, we dried off and she got dressed.
She lead me to their living room. She sat in the middle of the couch with her legs crossed, put her purse on the floor, and ordered me to sit in front of her on the floor. She asked me if I wanted out of my original offer to her. It took me a while to answer. I told her that that was entirely up to her, and I would continue serving her if she still wanted me.
She didn't say anything immediately. She opened her purse and pulled out a ring of leather the same color as my hair, a collar, and fastened it around my neck. At the front was a ring with a silver heart tag hanging from it. The tag read "Joujou", which I looked up later and found that it was French for "toy", which makes sense considering her family originates in France.
Now, I'm not going to pretend that we're actually a couple or anything. I'm not sure if she considers herself to be straight, or bisexual, or something else, and she's been with different guys for longer than I've served her. But starting at that moment our relationship became a sexual one along with everything else.
After securing the collar, she uncrossed her legs and pulled my head into her crotch. It took me a second to realize what had just happened, and she lightly slapped me for my hesitation. I ate her out in the middle of her living room. Her parents or friends or anyone else who had access to her home could have walked in.
But I knew that it wasn't my place to care, and she most likely had it planned so she wouldn't be bothered. She nearly broke my nose when she came. From that point on things were mostly still the same. The same daily tasks and she still ordered me to do humiliating things for her amusement.
Added on top of that however was that I'm there to get her off when she needs me to. I'm not left out though, she included sexual elements to a lot of other things often enough. She has used a strap-on on me, though for what reason depends on her mood (sometimes she uses it for humiliation, sometimes for pleasure.)
She's only done it twice, but she has gone down on me when she's feeling really generous. She wasn't very good, but I think half of the reason she was doing it was to watch me blush at the fact that she was doing that at all.
On the other side, which I haven't mentioned much until now, is that while I'm only highlighting the best parts, she is definitely still spoiled and mean. She never asks me to do anything physically impossible or anything, but she will punish me for the slightest things.
The most common is if I'm not doing something fast enough. At least half of the time when I'm getting something for her I'll have to take a few swats on my ass when I get there because I was taking too long, and she's stronger than she looks.
Plus, she always knows how to push me when she's ordering me to do something humiliating. She still knows what to order me to do that I will still disobey her on. And on top of punishing me for disobeying her, she will punish me on a semi regular basis as a reminder that she is in charge.
But that's exactly what I wanted. Whether she knows that or not is another matter. I wanted her to be cruel in ways that seem to only come naturally to someone like her. I wanted to be the slave of someone who would have treated me like dirt anyway.
Ironically I think I probably got more compassion out of her by becoming her slave than I ever would have gotten if I tried to be her friend. She has friends, mostly people who are similarly privileged and treat her like their leader. Most other people are treated like dirt. She still treats me like dirt, but I'm HER dirt, and to her that means I'm more worthy than the other dirt. Even if it's only worthy enough for some kind gestures here and there.
