Freak On A Leash: Submissive Stories Of Domination

Have you ever seen those really weird sexual parties where guys are made to go around and do the bidding of their mistresses? Yeah well, I’m Andy, and I’ve done that before. I was asked by one of my friends to tell of my experience, and I thought it would be best to publish it as a short story in order to let the world know that perfectly ordinary people can enjoy the delights of submission. Anyway, let’s take a look at how my humiliation story started.

I had been to a few of these parties before – I found adverts for them on Craigslist and felt that I would be quite interested in the whole kinky sex thing. I mean, I liked to watch BDSM online, and I didn’t mind being slapped around a little while having sex, so why not? Anyway, the first time I went, the woman who ran the whole operation got pally with me. Nothing too serious – she was just interested in seeing a fresh face. When I said that I was inexperienced and wouldn’t mind being shown a thing or two, she suggested that I come back the next time and act as a slave for everyone. She even said that she would take control of me if I would be down for it.

Of course, the offer was quite attractive: I had no option but to accept! I made it clear that I was a little nervous and instead asked if I could do it after the next party. She more than understood and after visiting again, I was confident enough to turn up and be a slave for everyone in the room.

These parties are generally held on the top floor of a nightclub: the night when I was due to be the pet of Audrey was quite a busy one – in fact, there were more people than I had ever seen before. I went upstairs, got into the outfit provided to me and set about finding Audrey. When I did, my role was instantly switched. One thing I can say – things started heavy.

“Why are you standing? Get on your knees, I need to put a collar on you. Come on now, sit.” – I felt like a dog as she told me to get down. When there, I waited obediently like I had been told to do. The collar was a thick metal chain, it was heavy although incredibly shiny. Audrey instantly started to reign it, tugging away as much as possible to get me closer to her. I was hesitant to move at first, but soon realized where I was supposed to be. After being by the side of Audrey, she looked down and ran her hand under my chin before giving me a quick pat on the head.

The night went along smoothly: my mistress was taking me around to various people and introducing me to them. I would have to perform a few different things to show my obedience every time. It was incredibly humiliating to have to bark like a dog and roll around. Audrey also got me to lick the shoes of various people to make sure that they were clean enough. I wasn’t sure how I felt about tasting all the stuff people tread in on a daily basis, but I had no option – Audrey was now in command of what I did and how I did it.

From time to time, my dominatrix would get pieces of food from the table and give them out to people. From here, I would have to jump up close to them and go to take a bite. On multiple occasions, the classic pulling away would be practiced. While the food was actually quite nice, I hated the fact that the only way I had access to it on that night was by begging strangers. I was well and truly submitted to the will of mistress Audrey – I started to realize how easy it was for me to be comfortable with someone else calling the shots. I never wanted to be in control of what was going on again. Audrey had treated me poorly, but it was a truly refreshing experience.

As a finale to the night, Audrey took me off my lead and took me to the middle of the room. She called for the attention of everyone and told me to masturbate in front of all them while they watched me do it. I obediently listened to the commands issued and touched myself just the way she instructed. From time to time, I would be asked to bark as I nursed my rock hard cock.

“Now I want you to cum all over yourself!” – The crowd started to laugh and cheer when they realized I was close to orgasm.

I leant back and allowed my body to be sprayed by the entirety of my orgasm. My whole chest was covered in my own cum. I felt worthless.

For the rest of the evening, Audrey made me crawl around with the stuff still on me. At no point was I allowed to touch it or try to rub it off – when the evening came to an end, Audrey even made me to put a piece of dried cum into my mouth. The taste was horrible, but I swallowed – just as she had instructed me to do.

I liked Audrey, and every time I feel like I need someone to bring me down, I go back to her. It’s comfortable this way, and I never want to stop being her personal slave that is humiliated and treated like dirt for the entire time I’m with her.

By Dominatrix Draven