Neighbours - Chapter 58 - Sex Stories

Neighbours - Chapter 58

... out of sight.

I rose to my feet and began to remove my clothes. It felt strange to take in how comfortable I was getting with stripping in strange places. One piece of clothing at a time, I got undressed, taking a moment to fold each item and place it in a small pile near the foot of her loveseat. I had decided that with her instruction to undress as much as I felt comfortable with, that I would stop when I felt that limit arrive, but nothing stopped me before I was completely naked, placing my folded underwear on top of my socks and everything else.

I knelt down in the middle of the carpet once more, took a look around and drew in a deep breath.

“Mistress, I am ready to submit completely,” I said aloud.

Her return was not immediate, but then there she was, walking in once more, looking so beautiful and powerful. She was slight, but she towered over me as I knelt there, naked. She held a leather collar in her hands.

“In this place, this collar is a symbol of what you’ve offered to me, and what I’ve accepted from you. It is a sign of the role I take here as well, holding you safe as you expose your wants, desires, hungers and needs to me. Do you accept this collar today, Christopher?”

My name, my old name, sounded so intimate crossing her lips.

“I do, Mistress.”

She placed the collar around my neck and I felt the softness and strength of it encircling me. She adjusted it snugly as she closed the buckle, and then I was under her supervision. I thought ...

... of Cheryl and I thought of Liam, but it was as if I could imagine them watching me from a distance. Right here with me was Mistress Charlotta.

“You may rise and follow me,” she said, and she clipped a chain leash to my collar, holding its leather lead in her hand.

I scrambled to my feet, feeling almost silly, buck naked behind her. My humble and soft little cock bounced as I felt the carpet and then hardwood under my bare feet. We left the parlour and travelled down a central hallway, back deeper into the house. There was another set of double doors, this time in heavy wood, and she pushed them open to reveal a fully equipped dungeon space. I kept my eyes on Mistress Charlotta, but my peripheral vision was full of toys and equipment all around me, with shelves and racks and hooks lining every wall.

She led me to the middle of the room where there was a small circular rug. I stopped and stood in the centre of it.

“Step your legs apart. Hands behind your head. Elbows out. Let’s get a look at you.”

I complied, standing still and exposed, trying to control the pace of my breath as I watched her walk a circle around me. Her heels were heavy on the wooden floor.

“You are smooth and shaved. That is a nice touch, Christopher.”

She reached out to let her fingertips graze my skin and she continued to move. They were cool and soft, but sharp where I felt the touch of her manicured nails. Without warning she stopped, standing close enough to me that our bodies were ...