can't wait

You knock on Mr. Brown's door at the normal time, giddy with excitement at the prospect of showing him the new you.

"Enter".

You put on a look that you hope says 'please fill me with your cum' and step inside.

With your new found confidence, you decide to really take the initiative. Standing close to the front of his desk, you start to slowly twirl for his benefit, pushing out your ass and tits.

"What would you like to inspect first Mr. Brown? My soft, pillowy tits or my tight, bouncy ass?"

You continue to slowly turn on the spot, pulling down the top of your dress and hiking up the bottom to reveal all of yourself to his eyes.

"Shit Alex, you look fucking good".

"Thank you Mr. Brown" you smile sweetly.

"I've never seen someone take to the transformation as well as you have. You must be really like being my sissy".

You bend at the waist keeping your legs straight, then pull your cheeks apart and look back over your shoulder at him.

"I love being your sissy, let me show you how much".

"I see you've fully embraced this now. I'm very pleased but I don't want this new confidence to go to your head. Just remember who is charge here".

"Yes Mr. Brown, I'll do anything you say".

"All of this gives me an idea. Suffice to say your new body has certainly passed this inspection, but I want to reinforce the proper attitude towards your Master".

Yes, throw me down and fuck me into oblivion.

Show me who's boss.

He walks over to a large cupboard at the back of the room, rummages around and then pulls out a black leatherbound box which he places on his desk.

"Strip, but leave your heels on".

It doesn't take long, you're wearing so little. You stand before him in nothing but a pair of black heels.

Why isn't he stripping?

"I want to make our positions very clear to you now".

He opens the box and starts taking out items as he continues talking.

"You are a sissy fuck-toy, a slut, a piece of white meat. I am a powerful black alpha male, a real man, your master".

He pulls out some cuffs and a leather collar from the box.

"I own you, body and mind. I can fuck you whenever and wherever I want. You will do whatever I order".

He pulls out a leash and a strange leather harness.

"You will take pleasure from my domination of you, but when and only when, I allow it".

He takes out a long metal bar and some chains.

"You have no power, no control. You do not make requests of me or assume to know what I want".

He looks you dead in the eye with a ferocity you have never seen before. You instantly feel completely submissive and subservient to him.

This feels so right.

This is where I belong.

"You are mine".

"Completely Mr. Brown".

"Come and stand next to my desk".

With your head bowed low, you meekly walk over to him.

"Turn around".

As you turn your back to him you can hear him doing something with the items behind you.

You feel his hands come up around your neck and place a thick leather collar around it. You can feel a weight dangling from it down your back and it closes tight on your throat.

He pulls down on the back and connects it to another harness that he straps around your waist. Then he cuffs each wrist before pulling them sharply backwards and attaching them to the belt just above the centre of your ass.

This position puts a great deal of pressure on your neck and you have to thrust your chest forward hard.

My tits must look great.

"Spread your legs".

You do so, and he keeps nudging your ankles with his foot until your feet are about twice the width of your body. The position is just wide enough to be uncomfortable.

He places more cuffs around your ankles and then attaches a solid metal bar between the two, forcing yours legs to stay apart.

Finally, he clips a metal chain leash to the front of your collar.

"When you came into my office this morning you were **** for me to fuck you, weren't you?"

"Yes Mr. Brown". The collar makes it difficult to speak.

"This is to teach you that your pleasure is mine to control. I will fuck you when I want. You will cum when I want. Your **** for me to fuck you now aren't you slut?"

"God yes!"

"Good, then stand still and think about it".

What? He isn't going to fuck me? After all that?

"Mr. Brown please I..."

"Silence! I have work to do".

Oh god he's really not. I'm going to stand here and get hornier and more ****.

He has such power and control over me.

Time passes slowly, like a dream. You keep standing next to his desk as he works away, the leash in one hand and a pen in the other.

He owns me.

The sun rises higher into the sky outside the window. You have no idea how much time has passed.

I'm nothing but a cock-sleeve. A toy for his pleasure.

You start to ache and try to adjust your position. He tugs harshly on the leash and slaps your tit.

"I said stand still".

People come and go throughout the morning. Hardly any of them even bat an eye at your predicament.

He's so dominant. No-one even thinks to question him.

Later, just as you are starting to wonder if you can keep this up any longer he stands from his seat and unclips you from the various restraints. You stretch out your tired muscles, it feels good to be released.

"Do you understand now?"

"Absolutely Mr. Brown".

"I thought you might. Now get dressed and back to work, you have a lot to catch up on".

"Yes Mr. Brown".

You hurriedly pull on your dress and leave.