Her Property

I am in a secret lesbian relationship with the woman who lives in the apartment next door to the one I share with my husband. His work has him on the road a lot, for months at a time, and when he is away, I live with her as her slave.

As soon as he is gone, I run to her. She is always there waiting for me, sitting regally in her big leather chair like the Queen she is, waiting for her slave to see to her needs. I always wear the same plain shift and nothing else, taking it off as soon as the door is closed behind me and going to my knees, assuming the position she has taught me whenever I present myself to her.

With my eyes down because I am not allowed to look at her without her permission, I spread my knees as wide as possible, keeping my feet together. I put my hands behind me, crossing my wrists in the small of my back, up high with my back straight so she can see my nakedness. I am always wet, my nipples hard, and I tremble in anticipation for her to approach and put her collar around my throat. Sometimes, she makes me wait for what feels like an eternity, savoring how I fight to not squirm or move in any way.

When she is ready, she approaches me and stands there caressing my cheek, making me almost purr at her touch. But I don't because I have not been permitted to make so much as a sound. After making me suffer, she will put on my collar, the one she bought just for me. It is black and leather with silver lettering that spells out 'pet,' locking it on with a small padlock to which only she has the key. Hearing that small, very so slight click is all I can do to remain where I am, but I know better, having felt her displeasure when I disobey.

Attaching my leash to the silver ring on her collar, she will lead me on my hands and knees back to her chair, where she will sit with her legs spread wide. She pulls me close, my lips inches from her pussy, making me breathe in her sweet, sweet scent. She knows how badly I crave her taste and will torture me with it; sometimes, she will keep me there while she watches the news or some other show or maybe enjoys a glass of red wine. It's pure agony but a delicious one that makes me want her even more than I already do. When she finally allows me to taste her, I am voracious, licking and sucking her clit for as long as it takes for her to g*ft me with her delicious juices.

I stay with her the entire time my husband is gone, naked and collared, serving her every need, both in bed and out. I cook for her and serve her, waiting on my knees at her side while she dines, eating only when she is done, after which she will set a plate of her scr**es on the floor for me to eat like a dog. I bathe her and wash her hair, brushing it before bed, where I please her with my tongue every night. Sometimes, depending on her mood, I am allowed to sleep with her in her bed, but otherwise, I curl up on a futon on the floor without covers, staying close to see to her needs.

In the morning, I make coffee and bring it to her. She is never happy with how I make it and will make me return to the kitchen several times before she is satisfied. I kept track of how much sugar she would have me put in it and how much creamer, which was never the same. When I did that, I felt guilty for questioning her and told her what I had done, knowing I would be punished. She put nipple clamps on me and weighted clamps on my pussy lips and made me wear them until she was done with her coffee as I stood next to the bed waiting for her next command.

Sometimes, she has company, another woman or several, and makes me pleasure them, knowing I don't want anyone but her, or will have over a girl and make me watch as she does things to her I want her to do to me.

I am not allowed to either cum without her permission or before her when she allows. My needs are not important except when it excites her. Sometimes, I won't be allowed to touch myself the entire time I am with her, even for a month or longer. When that happens, she will have me open my bedroom window, which is right next to hers, so she can hear me fucking my husband when he comes home. She loves to hear me moaning and screaming when I cum after so long a time.

She is very cruel and loves to make me squirm. She will come over when my husband is home and do things behind his back, like pinch my nipples or wet her finger with her pussy juice and make me lick it clean. Or tell me to fuck my husband later but command me not to cum, knowing that I would be unable to obey. The next day, she will call me over to be punished, always telling me what she is going to do to me, whether she is going to give me an intense spanking or something else. She loves it when she sends me home to my husband with my ass red and burning and so sore I can't sit down.

I have told her I am willing to leave my husband to be her full-time slave but she won't allow it because I want it. I got a really severe spanking for daring to tell her my needs,