Dominatrix Boss: A BDSM Femdom Tale by Asher Lake

Author:Asher Lake [Lake, Asher]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2018-08-29T00:00:00+00:00

ELEVEN

Servitude

It took me hours to do the kitchen floor with that toothbrush. This was real servitude. There was absolutely nothing remotely fun or sexual in cleaning the kitchen floor with a toothbrush. It's just real work. On top of all the activities and ass whippings I took over the course of the evening, and the late hour, I was completely worn out.

I crawled back into the bedroom, curled up at the foot of the bed and passed out immediately.

I'm sure that I only got about three hours of sleep before Ava was standing over me and nudging me with her bare foot. My head was spinning because I was so tired but I knew I had to carry on.

What followed was two more days of sleep deprivation, torture, forced labor, teasing of me and pleasing of her.

Ava had a strict schedule that began with me crawling outside and cutting five more switches, two of which she used on me immediately. Then she fucked me with the strap-on and told me to prepare breakfast for her.

While she lounged around, watched television, or read a book, I was toiling away on one of the many chores she had for me around the house. She would inspect my work and punish me if I didn't do it to her satisfaction. And it almost never met her satisfaction.

She also interrupted my chores several times to have me lick her pussy, eat her ass, or worship her feet, all the while taunting me about having my penis in chastity.

Meals were always the same. I made the food and served it to her, and she dumped a few scraps on the floor, which I was required to clean up with my mouth. It wasn't long before my head was fuzzy from lack of sleep and my stomach was growling from those little scraps of food. She told me that I could stand to lose some weight when she heard my stomach.

I couldn't concentrate. All I could do was simply follow instructions and keep Ava happy. As long as I kept her happy then everything would work out fine.

Halfway through Saturday, she decided that I needed a "shower,” so we went to the backyard. She tossed me a bar of soap and turned the garden hose on me. I washed, as she instructed. The stream of water was cold and hard enough that it stung, but at least it woke me up a little.

Saturday night was mostly filled with me cleaning the garage and only getting another three hours of sleep.

I was switched relentlessly for nodding off while I was supposed to be folding clothes on Sunday morning. What was worse was the feeling that I disappointed her. The sound of her voice as she berated me hurt more than the pain from the switch. Almost everything was punctuated with taking that strap-on, and this occasion was no exception.

By late on Sunday night I was just as excited to be switched, or fucked in the ass, as I was to perform oral sex on her.

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