A Man Who Knows His Place

June the 11th 2007 My dominant Mistress, Lady Sonia, is the head of my household. My Goddess thoroughly enjoys her superior status over me and holds a large collection of whips, paddles, and restraints to keep me subdued. Lady Sonia gave me permission to write about my submission to her and my newly rejuvenated sex life. When Lady Sonia learned of my secret desire to be totally dominated, she was more than happy to accommodate me. Her efforts in training me have been well-rewarded for I am now completely submissive to her. Over the years Lady Sonia has become increasingly dominant and has developed a penchant for humiliating me. I have a very strong foot fetish and my Goddess allows me the pleasure of worshiping her beautiful feet on a regular basis. I must satisfy her completely or face the consequence which usually means a severe paddling of my ass. I have become nothing more than a house boy and slave to my beloved Goddess. Even now as I write this, I am embarrassed by these words, but for several years now I been unable to sexually satisfy my Goddess. Lady Sonia has a powerful libido but, unfortunately, I am not a satisfactory lover. My penis is small and I cum much too quickly. Lady Sonia began to tease me about the size of my dick early in her domination of me. Eventually, my Mistress started telling me about different men she had slept with in the past and how much better endowed they were than me. She is always amused by my reaction of jealousy. To compensate for my shortcomings, I happily provide Lady Sonia with cunnilingus and analingus whenever she wishes. She also enjoys being stimulated with toys. As it is now, my only source of sexual relief is through masturbation. One night last week as I kissed her feet, Lady Sonia told me of her desire to have more sexual adventures with various partners. Feelings of jealousy and possessiveness swept over me. I realized, however, that I am totally under Lady Sonia’s control and devoted to serving as her foot slave, and would be powerless to oppose her having an affair if she chose to do so. “I want you to be happy, Madame,” I said in between kisses to her feet. “I’m your slave and you can do anything you want. I’m helpless to stop you.” “Well, what would make me happy is a big, hard cock,” she informed me. "Yes, Madame,” I responded shamefacedly. My Lady and I have been in this ‘relationship’ for almost 10 years, and she still looks fantastic. My Goddess is of good height with a superb figure. Lady Sonia has hazel eyes, a great tan, and dark hair, and to me, she is a Goddess; I want nothing more than to worship her and cater to her every whim. To other men, however, she is just a sexy woman they would love to fuck. I knew Lady Sonia could easily find another man to bed her. And had done so on numerous occasions when she taunted me. When I arrived at her town apartment yesterday, I knelt down before her and kissed her feet as usual. She was in a cheerful mood. “Honey, you know how we talked about me screwing another man?" she began with a patronizing tone. "Yes, Mistress,” I responded sheepishly. “Have you met someone you wish to sleep with?" “Yes, I have,” she beamed. “His name is Harry and he's a fireman. One of my married friends dated him behind her husband’s back. She told me how great he was in bed. She told me about the size of his cock, too. And I want him to fuck me." "Yes, Mistress,” I said, trying to hide my apprehension. "I want you to do whatever makes you happy," “That’s exactly what I plan to do,” she told me in a condescending tone. “He’s coming over tonight, and you’re going to act as our butler and all-around servant. I’ve told him all about you, and he says it would really turn him on to have you to watch us.” My only response was a sobbing, "Yes, Ma’am.” She then made me help her get ready for her date. After her bubble bath, I helped her into a short, low-cut, pink cocktail dress and a pair of stiletto heeled shoes. Lady Sonia decided not to wear a bra or panties on this occasion, only a garter belt and stockings. "I’d just be taking them off as soon as he gets here anyway," she told me. “I’m really horny and he will be here to take me in half an hour. I can hardly wait!” She then had me dress in a dinner suit and explained my duties as butler. “I expect total obedience when I order you to do something, no matter what it is. Am I understood?" my Goddess lectured me. "Yes, Mistress,” I answered. “Of course.” “I want to see you to kneel before him and beg him to fuck me,” she grinned. “Yes, Mistress,” was all I could manage to say. “Whatever you say.” I answered the door when my Mistress’s guest arrived. The man was ruggedly handsome and quite muscular. I felt intimidated by him. Addressing him as “Sir,” I escorted my Lady’s date to the living room where she greeted him with a deep, smoldering kiss. I was ordered to take Harry’s jacket and to bring them each a glass of Chablis. When I returned with the wine, they were on the sofa. I passively knelt at my Goddess’s feet and quietly waited for further instructions. Lady Sonia and her guest sipped their drinks and chatted for several minutes. “My Slave is not man enough to satisfy me,” Lady Sonia confided. “So I make him lick my feet to show his affection.” “Are you kidding?” he laughed. “He licks your feet?” “Show Harry how you worship my feet,” my Goddess smiled smugly down at me. I obeyed without question, removing my Goddess’s shoes and amorously kissing her bare feet. Lady Sonia then began to work her delicious feet up and down my face and in and out of my mouth. I was soon in an erotic trance, passionately licking her feet from heel to toe for the entertainment of the new man in her life. “It looks like you’ve trained him well,” he chucked. “Yes,” she responded proudly, “He tongues my pussy and asshole whenever I want, but I haven’t let him sleep with me for more than a year. He’s content to lick my feet and masturbate.” Harry was looking down at me, smiling from ear to ear, and I blushed in embarrassment. “He’s become pretty good at giving me oral sex, but he knows his dick just isn’t big enough to satisfy me,” my Mistress told Harry as her hand gently stroked the bulge in his pants. “He wants me to enjoy sex, and since he’s not man enough to get the job done, he wants a man with a big cock to fuck me for him.” “I have a big cock.” he smiled down at me arrogantly, waiting for my response. My face burned crimson with shame. I must admit that watching my Goddess having sex with another man was a secret fantasy that I had relished. Now, with the prospect of the ‘cuckold’ fantasy about to become a reality, I found myself becoming increasingly apprehensive. (I have always thought of Lady Sonia as my wife and this is why I use the word cuckold.) The feelings of humiliation were more severe than I had imagined. I remembered what Lady Sonia said about begging him to take her to bed, but hesitated at first. “Did you hear that? Harry says he has a big cock,” Lady Sonia giggled. “Isn’t there a favor you want to ask him?” “P-please, Sir,” I stammered, kneeling before him and trembling with shame. “My Mistress needs a man with a big dick. I know that she would really enjoy herself with you. Please take her to bed fuck her good and hard, Sir. Please fuck this Goddess.” Uttering these words made me feel thoroughly degraded. The horror of asking an obviously better man to bed the woman I love cannot be described. Both of them laughed derisively at my plea; my eyes moistened in disgrace. “Sure, I’d be happy to satisfy her for you,” Harry looked down at me with a menacing smirk. “I’ll give her an amazing time that she’ll never forget.” My Goddess quickly secured my hands behind my back with a pair of handcuffs and unzipped my pants and attached a harness and leash to my undersized penis. Tugging on the leash, she happily took hold of Harry’s hand and led him into the bedroom with me submissively following behind them on my hands and knees. I obediently kneeled at the foot of the bed and my Goddess quickly pulled her dress over her head. She sat on the bed and made me kiss her feet as she watched him undress for her. “Wow!” my Lady exclaimed. I looked up at Harry. He just stood there with his massive cock swaying out in front of his belly. I averted my eyes in shame, but could not help staring at his massive erection. Harry’s manhood was twice the size of mine. It was almost as big around as my wrist, and had to be 10” in length, with purple veins coursing up the thick shaft and ending just below the enormous head. I looked at him with my mouth open in disbelief, and he stared down at me arrogantly. I felt my own cock shrivel up; my embarrassment in front of him, and even more in front of my Goddess, was unbelievably degrading. After sizing him up, she looked over at me and her smirk said it all; she and I both knew the extent of my inferiority. He sat down on the bed beside Lady Sonia. Snuggling up to him, my Aphrodite took his cock into her hand and began to stroke it lovingly. They started French kissing with increasing passion and he was kneading and sucking her breasts. I was at the foot of the bed and passively watched. It was so thick she could not get her hand around the shaft. Lady Sonias 3 carat diamond ring seemed to sparkle with insolence as her fingers fondled another man’s huge, hard cock. She glanced at me with a smirk as she went down on him. Lady Sonia began licking her way up and down the thick shaft, and then kissed the plump head of his cock before taking it into her mouth. Harry moaned with pleasure. As my Goddess licked and sucked Harry’s big cock, I was required to suck her toes. Lady Sonia could not devour the whole thing, but using both hands, one atop the other; she stroked his thick shaft and sucked hard on the fat head. I felt totally ashamed, kneeling there and unquestioningly worshiping my Goddess’s feet as she sucked another man’s cock with whorish abandon. My indignity was compounded by the fact that, in all our years together, Lady Sonia had absolutely refused to go down on me. It was obvious that her adoration of his cock matched that of mine for her feet. Then she clasped her breasts around his cock, trapping it in her large cleavage. "C'mon, baby, fuck my tits!” she urged him. Harry began to stroking his erection in and out of her bosom's loving embrace. His cock was glistening with her saliva and moved smoothly between her breasts. She kissed the head of his cock lovingly and tenderly as she cradled its shaft between her soft, silky boobs. “Eat my pussy,” my Goddess smiled smugly down at me. “Get it nice and wet for Harry.” I obediently crawled to Sonia and buried my face between her legs. She positioned her legs over my shoulders and lay back to enjoy my oral services. I started licking her moist labia and repeatedly plunged my tongue deep inside her. She started to moan even though I just started licking her, her pussy was all juiced up and ready for penetration. I was in a daze. I circled her clit with my tongue and sucked on the sensitive organ. I licked and sucked her voraciously as he continued to thrust his cock between her tits. I am not sure if my Lady reached orgasm, but after several minutes she spurned me. “You can worship my feet while we enjoy ourselves,” she smirked. As my Goddess pushed her toes into my mouth, Harry was fingering her moist vagina. Lady Sonia pulled Harry on top of her and spread her legs for him. I was totally at the pleasure of my adulterous Mistress, kneeling at her bedside and fervently sucking her delicious brightly painted toes as Harry mounted her, his large masculine feet coming between her petite ones. “Oh yes Harry, take me, and make me scream!” This was the moment I had both craved and dreaded. The idea of her having sex with another man had been a wonderful fantasy, but with the cold reality of the situation I now felt possessive and heartbroken. My feelings were of no concern; there was nothing I could do to stop them now. Lady Sonia’s foot was at the edge of the bed, and I was allowed to humbly suck her toes while she prepared to commit the act of ‘adultery’. I just knelt on the floor, kissing and licking her bare foot, and watching in amazement as she reached down and guided Harry’s cock to the opening of her juicy slit. I was mesmerized as I watched the big head of his cock enter her. My Goddess gasped loudly as Harry drove his big, stiff cock deep into her pussy, filling it to the limit. I wondered if my Goddess would be uncomfortable from his size, until she brought her mouth to his, kissing him passionately; their tongues entwined. "Oh, Harry,” I could hear my Goddess panting. “Oh, Harry." How she took all of him, I'll never know, but she did. His thrusts, measured and methodical at first, became increasingly harder and faster. He kept pulling his prick almost out of her hole until just part of the head was in and then rammed it in hard. Mistress was squealing with pleasure, her hands were gripping the flesh of his back. She dug her heels into the mattress and bucked her hips to urge him on eyes shut and mouth agape, Sonia concentrated on the orgasm that swelled within her, when it arrived she announced her gratification with a cry of ecstasy. “Oh, yes, Harry, fuck me,” she was gasping “Oh, Harry, I love it!" Harry’s stamina was incredible, and Sonia careened from one orgasm to another. As I worshiped my Goddess’s foot, it was jerking rhythmically, recoiling from the powerful impact of his thrusts. He didn’t make love to her; he fucked her. There was no softness, no tenderness; it was animalistic. All the while, my Mistress was moaning, crying out, and screaming. I’m sure the next-door neighbors could hear her wails of ecstasy. In all the years we had been ‘partners’, she had never been this vocal with me. Harry was fucking my Goddess far better than I ever did. She loved his big cock. “Oh, yeah, baby!” my Goddess cried out. “Yeah!” It felt so demeaning to have her working her foot up and down my face and in and out of my mouth while she writhed in ecstasy beneath another man. I humbly ran my tongue between her wiggling toes and over her heels, arches, and soles. Lady Sonia cried out rapturously, her feet trembling against my lips, as she experienced wave after wave of orgasm. Harry was pounding his hard cock into her, and she loved it. Lady Sonia planted the sole of her foot firmly in my face and used my features to brace herself as she thrust her hips upward to meet his cock. My Mistress’s fingernails dug into his broad back as she bucked her hips upward to urge him on. Her foot was stomping rhythmically into my face and seemed oblivious to the fact that she had kicked me hard in the face and sent me sprawling to the floor. "Oh, yes, Harry!” my Goddess was moaning. “Oh, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" I scrambled to reclaim my kneeling position at the foot of the bed, but now I was denied even the humility of worshiping my adulterous Goddess’s feet. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. My Goddess’s beautiful feet were locked at the ankles around Harry’s bobbing ass, quivering with excitement, as his cock moved in and out of her. No matter what I do, or how hard I try, I will never be able to match the feelings of fullness and deep penetration his big cock gave her. I watched him touch my Goddess in depths I will never know. She was so totally focused on him that I could just as well not have been in the room; she cared about nothing except his cock inside her and the orgasm she felt running through her body. I was a spectator, a bystander, as my Venus and another man shared feelings which will never be mine. “More, Harry!” she panted. Now Harry pulled my Goddess’s long legs over his shoulders and really started to pump her. From my vantage point, I could see Harry’s thick, glistening cock slamming into her slit like a piston, his balls slapping against her ass. His strokes were long and deep. The whole bed was shaking. Her tits were jiggling, flopping wildly. The headboard of the bed was banging into the wall. The slap, slap, slap of their thighs meeting filling the room. “I want you to cum!” she was moaning. “Shoot your cum into me, Harry!” Harry was slamming his cock into her like a stallion. I could see his balls convulse and that he was about to come. Finally, he plowed into her with one final thrust. An animal-like growl burst from Harry’s throat. My Goddess moaned in delight when she felt his hot semen spurt deep inside her; her blatant act of adultery had been fully consummated. Harry rolled off of my thoroughly satisfied Mistress and his cock slowly came out of her with a loud plop, which cause both of them to giggle. They just lay there for a few minutes, resting, as I devotedly kissed her feet. “Oh, my God,” Lady Sonia panted. “I’ve never been taken like that before. You were wonderful, Harry.” “Come here slave,” she commanded with a wicked smile. Lady Sonia grabbed me by the hair and roughly pulled my head between her legs. With my face just inches from her freshly adulterated pussy, I could see that my Goddess’s labia were open like butterfly wings and her vagina was now gaping from the ramming Harry had given her. I could see his slimy, pearlescent semen ooze slowly from my Goddess’s love hole and trickle down the crack of her ass. The fragrance coming from her semen-filled pussy was overpowering. "Lick it!" my Mistress demanded. I hesitated at first, but timidly did as she ordered. I obediently lapped her pussy and asshole, slurping up Harry’s cum. More and more semen oozed from deep inside her as I continued my degrading task; it seemed like the flow would never stop. My Mistress and her lover laughed as I gagged and struggled to lap up and swallow his big, slimy load. "That's it. Get it all,” Sonia laughed at me. “Don't let any get on the sheets," Whether it is submission or humiliation, licking another man’s sperm from her pussy emphasized the impudent nature of what she had done. My future role in her sex life was made perfectly clear. My debasement could not be more complete. Later that night I fell asleep on the living room sofa while my Goddess, of course, shared the bed with Harry. It was difficult for me to sleep. I was jealous and haunted by what I had witnessed; however, I took humble pleasure in being forced to worship my Goddess’s feet as she committed the act of adultery. There was no denying that Harry was a better man than me. My neglected, unworthy cock was hard and my balls were blue with denial. I needed relief and masturbated to mental images of her beautiful feet during her exhibition of infidelity. Within seconds, I exploded with a force I had not known in years. I served them both breakfast in bed the next morning. Lady Sonia and Harry lounged in bed most of the morning, snuggling and watching television, while I went about my assigned chores. As I was washing dishes, I could hear them in the bedroom, moaning with passion. From the squeaking sounds of the mattress and the headboard banging against the wall, I knew that he was fucking her again. After things quieted down, she called me into the bedroom and made me lick her pussy clean before they took a shower together. As Harry was leaving, Mistress made me kneel before him once again. She had coached me on what to say. “Thank you for satisfying Madame, sir,” I meekly told him. “She had a wonderful time in bed with you. Would you please come over and join her again soon?” “You can count on it,” Harry smiled. “Your Mistress is a fantastic piece of ass.”