I Am My Roommate’s Slave

I moved into my new apartment last year and I have a roommate. She’s a woman, a little older than me. I was surprised she took me in as her roommate since I was a guy but I guess she just took me as non-threatening.

Well it was Christmas and neither of us could go home because of COVID, so we shared the holiday together and got pretty drunk. We indulged in each other’s fantasies. I mean like, I told her that I always had a thing for girls in tights, I don’t know why. And after I told her she smiled and went to put a pair of hers on, kinda teasing me.

And then she told me that she’d always dreamt about being a mistress, having a slave. It’s something she’d never done even with exes, it’s just always been a fetish of hers.

And I figured well since she indulged me. I kinda had a crush on her but nothing serious, and we had become pretty close. So I said something along the lines of “as long as you’re wearing tights I’ll be your slave” and we both laughed it off but then she said that just for that night, let’s try it.

And I thought sure it’s never been my kink to be dominated but let’s have a go. And that first night was stuff like she made her footstool and made me massage her feet, made me clean at the end of the night when she went to bed. And I did because through her laughs I could see she enjoyed it.

It was the next morning I was eating cereal in the kitchen and she came in wearing hold-up stockings with a short skirt and she said “does this do it for you too?” and it did. She was eyeing me at the table while I was eating and I asked her if she was gonna eat and she said with this really cute grin “I will when my slave makes my breakfast”.

I felt this warm rush, and I said I will if she lets me give her a foot massage again. And she said “you need to be a good slave and make my breakfast first”. So I made it for her and answered her “yes mistress”.

Then I spent the whole day doing chores that she told me too while she relaxed. And she did reward me, she let me kiss and massage her feet.

And ever since, that’s the dynamic we’ve had. I really love it, she’s a very kind person and doesn’t make me do any humiliating things (but if she told me to I probably would). I do all the cleaning around the house and I’m always on hand to her at home. The only time I’m not her “slave” is at work but she still makes me message “I love you mistress” to her 3 times a day.

And for any of you waiting for the sex stuff. Around February March, we started up a sexual relationship too. She commanded me to her bedroom and took her clothes off except her stockings. Told me to lick her pussy and of course I did, until she commanded me out of my own clothes and pulled a condom out. That was the first time we had sex, and before I entered her she asked me if this was pushing it too far which was the first time since Christmas she broke the “mistress” persona. And I said something like “everything is ok if it pleases you mistress”, and that must have really got her because she grabbed me and kissed me deeply.

Our friends and families now think we are dating, and that’s technically true. But when it’s just the two of us (which is most of the time) it is a mistress-slave dynamic.

And I get something out of it too. Every single day she wears tights, pantyhose or stockings around the apartment. I didn’t mention it earlier but she’s slightly plus-size too which is just my type.

Then again, my mistress is the only type for me now.