Linda’s Pet
Next, with black gloves over her hands, she smacked him across the face, screaming, “ Listen you little ass kisser, I said I’m the boss here, how I make a living is my affair; if you don’t like it, then get lost!”
Stunned, he didn’t reply. Nevertheless, her physical and verbal assault stimulated his masochism. Being overwhelmed by a submissive feeling, he fell before her boots and whined, “ I’m sorry mistress, I’ll do whatever you say.”
“Good”, she replied, “ So what do you say about marriage?”
“ Yes Mistress; I want to be your slave forever.”
Smiling, Linda spoke, “ Great, now lick my ass, and afterward, we’ll talk out the details.” Standing behind her rear, the little man licked her ass crack for thirty two minutes until she said, “ Ok, stop.” He complied and they both sat down upon the solfa.
She began, “ A marriage is a subject object relationship.” The mistress continued, “ In order for matrimony to be functional, submission is required; it’s all about power.” Listening intently, the little man nodded. Linda said further, “ So, if we’re to avoid becoming another divorce statistic, then you’ll have to obey my every whim; is that clear?”
Again nodding, he said, “ Yes Mistress, I understand.”
Intoxicated by his fetish, Tony couldn’t resist even if he wanted to. Linda went on and on about her philosophy in reference to the dynamics of a healthy marriage. She spoke for over an hour. Her monologue consisted of nothing save talk of power, power, and once again, power; moreover, the whole point always lead to the necessitation of the realization of her way; her way or nothing. Speaking for eighty minutes, the lady blatantly said, “ We’ll be getting married next week on Tuesday.” She spoke as to a child, deciding everything without any regard to the wishes of the other party. Tony just sat there, overruled and resigned; he had agreed to the end of his liberty; submission lay only ahead of him. Finally, he moved in with her the following day.
Tuesday came along and they obviously got married. Being reclusive, Linda made no affair as to a ceremony, the papers were signed, and she drove herself and her newly acquired midget of a slave back to her dwelling.
Inside the house, Linda turned to Tony and said, “ You don’t need those anymore.”
He ask, “ What do you mean?”
She replied in an agitated tone, “ What do you think, asshole, your clothes; you aren’t going anywhere, so take em off!” He complied. Afterward, the wife returned with a collar and chain. Putting the leash around his neck, his dominant spouse said, “ Ok, shit head, you can start making super.” With a masochistic euphoria, he did as she said. They ate dinner afterward; he then washed the dishes; when finished, she called him out to the livingroom. By this time, the lady had nothing on, save her panties, bra, and ofcourse the fetish stiletto boots. Leaning back upon the sofa’s rest, Linda ordered, “ Tony, you little Tony head, get down there and lick those boots.” Again, Tony the slave complied. However, as the man kissed and licked away, he realized that she seemed to genuinely get off on all the fetish activities. In fact, she never stopped. The moment he finished one task, her ladyship began with another. The boots finished up, Linda said, “ Smell my cunt.” She took hold of the hairs atop his head and pushed his helpless face into her harry crotch, causing Tony no option save obey her command. He sniffed and eventually licked the hour away. As late evening came along, our lady still had the little man serving her wishes.
After she felt somewhat tired, the newly married female remarked, “ Let’s turn in.” She took hold of the chain and guided her slave upstairs to the bathroom. Linda slipped out of her skimpy attire and sat her ass atop the toilet. Six seconds later, the brunette shit and pissed. Tony stood by watching as her nectar trickled away. However, when finished, Linda said after standing up strait, “ Wanna lick the shit off my asshole, you little asshole?” He shook his head, this was too much even for his fetish disposition. Anger crossed her face as the back of her hand flew against his mouth, “ I gave you an order, little jerk; I expect it to be obeyed!”
“ Mistress, please, please, do we have to do it?”
“ Yea,” she screamed in reply, “ I’m to good to wipe my own ass!”
Again, he felt her hand go across his face. Slowly, the midget poked out his tongue and inserted it into her sexy ass. Standing there, Linda turned her head back and watched away as her new spouse performed another of his required functions. Finally, her asshole felt clean; she said, “ Great, now I expect this always; from now on, whenever I take a shit, I want my ass licked afterward; is that clear?”
He only looked up to the goddess with desperate anxiety, “ Please”, he moaned again.
“ No, that’s the way I want it; it’s my way or nothing; if you don’t do what I say, I’ll have to teach you whose boss.”
Having no choice in the matter at what he falsely though to be only a temporary inconvenience, he nodded in compliance, saying, “ Ok Mistress.”
Smiling, she said, “ Splendid, now step in the shower and wash yourself off.” The lady stepped in after him, removing the leash and tossing it outside the stall upon the floor. Next, the lady stepped back out and slipped off her boots. She went with them into the bedroom and left them there, returning to the shower and entering the compartment. Standing next to her three foot tall midget of a husband, the tall dominant lady began cleaning herself off also. They showered together until she mentioned, “ Ok, I think we’re done now, time to dry off and go to bed.” Afterward, both individuals stepped out of the shower; he took the towel and dried his little body off. However, she just stood there and eyed him until he finished. Then, the lady said, “ Dry me off, start with my feet.” Tony bent low and began at her sexy toes. Getting up to her ass, she made him kiss for a while. As for the upper portion of her frame, after laying down the lid, Linda sat on the toilet and let her little slave finish her attractive body off.
All dry, both fetish beings ventured into the bedroom. She was just about to crawl into bed when the phone rang. Upon picking it up, a voice ask, “ Oh hi , this is Oscar, can we have a session tomorrow?”
Knowing Oscar as a regular, she replied, “ Sure, no problem, how about six?”
“ Yes, fine”, the man said and next hung up.
Placing the receiver back to its place, she turned to Tony and said insultingly, “ Well, looks like I’ll be doing it with someone else on the second day of our marriage, ha, ha, ha!” Crawling under the blanket, Linda smacked the side of Tony’s head as he already lay under the cover. He said nothing. Next, into the darkness, the dominatrix remarked, “ Well, you little fuck, aren’t you going to kiss me good night?” He moved over and kissed the side of her face when she pushed him away and screamed, “ Not there, you jerk, here!” Linda grabbed the hairs on his head and pushed his face down under the blanket to her ass, saying, “ There, that’s where you kiss me!” He kissed her butt until she gave the command to halt. With that done, both fell to sleep.
Wednesday morning brought a gray overcast. Linda got up off the bed and went around to the other side. Pulling the blanket away rapidly, the mistress pushed at her little man and yelled, “ Ok, you slept enough; get your ass outta bed and make me some coffee, now!” Immediately, Tony got up and went downstairs. There, the naked midget did as ordered. Further, from upstairs he heard, “ I want some cereal also!” Preparing her demand, he was struck by the sound of her walk upon the stairs. As he turned toward the kitchen’s entrance way, the male was overwhelmed by her ladyship’s new leather outfit. Dressed only in a black waist corset, elbow high gloves, and her same hip high boots, she ask, “ So, little boy, what do you think of my new look?”
He replied approvingly, “ It’s nice, mistress, when did you buy it?”
Looking confident, she replied, “ Oh, just two days ago at that same mall.”
When she walked over to the kitchen table and sat her ass in a seat, he had the coffee finished and the cereal ready to eat. Munching away and sipping the black brew, she said, “ Hey asshole, get down by my feet and kiss the leather.” While she ate, her husband kissed and worshipped away. This didn’t bother him, for it was what he used to pay women for anyway.
However, after kissing for five minutes, he stood up and looked her in the face, saying, “ Please, Mistress, if I may be so bold as to request time for myself; I don’t always want to play these fetish games?”
Linda looked down at his small frame and spoke loudly, “ Oh, so now you’re not so sure of yourself, now that it’s getting real, you wanna back out, is that it?”
Standing rather passively, he replied, “ No, no, it’s just that I didn’t realize that I could endure being a slave all day and everyday; I mean, I just want to do my own thing at times.”
She began yelling, “ Well, fuck you, that’s just to bad, and you aren’t getting out of this marriage either if at some point you start thinking of divorce!” Little Tony didn’t say much afterward, he only gave her a dirty look after she yelled, “ Now clean off the table, on the double!” However, after taking notice of his negative expression toward her, she got up and ventured to the dining room. Our lady returned less than a minute later with her whip. Standing authoritatively before him, she yelled, “ You piece of shit; you’re not ever gonna look at me like that again!” With that, the dominatrix let him have a strike of the black object. It stung and left a red line across his chest.
Stepping back two feet, the midget whimpered, “ Ok, ok, we’ll talk about it later.”
Again, the whip came down, making another line, this time being almost perpendicular to the first. Upon recoiling the instrument of pain, Linda screamed, “ Later; there’ll be no later; you’re mine, understand, you shit, you little fuck, you piece of excrement!” With the last strike, Tony fell back against the kitchen counter as Linda turned and went into the livingroom. Feeling smug and assertive, the lady placed a CD into the stereo and set the track finder, playing the final movement of Berlioz’s Symphony Fantasique. Hearing the notes blast forth, she calmly ventured back to her slave and kicked him in the balls with the boots.
He pleaded, “ No, Linda, please!”
“ I said you’ll address me as mistress!”, she screamed. With that exclamation, the whip came down a third time. Afterward, she again struck the midget.
Getting up, he ran into the dining room and crawled under the table. Walking with an average and calm stride, Linda followed him. Moreover, the eerie, haunting, yet pompous sound of the music uplifted her sadistic and proud spirit. As the symphony’s bell chime measure rang forth, the lady arrived at the table. Standing there, she said, “ Come on out!” No reply. As a rabbit, he remained still. Laughing, the woman pulled the chair before her away and squatted. Peering under the wooden antique, Mistress Linda said, “ There you are, my little mouse.” Her left hand moved forward and took hold of his upper right arm. With one yank, the gothic feline pulled her husband out from under the table.
He yelled, “ Linda, mistress, please…let’s stop; I’ll do whatever you say!”
She answered, “ You’ll do whatever I say all right, and now I say…suffer!”
Linda raised up her sexy body and kicked him in the stomach as the symphony reached a high note. Next, our lady pulled him into the livingroom and let the whip go down atop his body. The man screeched forth as Linda laughed away, saying, “ Oh, you do sound funny!” Again and again, the lady struck him with the whip. At this point, Tony felt pure agony. Finally, Linda went back upstairs and returned with the leash. Placing it about his neck, she dragged him into the kitchen. Afterward, the dominatrix said, “ There, now stay here until I decide to let you go elsewhere.” With that, the woman chained the man to the kitchen sink. She added, “ You can spend the day here making lunch and supper for me. In response, he said nothing, only lay there and tried to cope with the extreme pain!
Linda wasn’t a chain smoker, she only occasionally had a cigarette. Today was the time to do so. Reaching over upon the counter, the lady produced a pack of Winstons. She lit up and puffed a few times before venturing into the Livingroom and setting her sexy ass on the solfa. Smoking on, she listened to the symphony work itself to a conclusion. Afterward, the woman reached for something to read for two hours until she yelled, “ Hey, is lunch ready yet?!”
To her satisfaction, the woman heard in a tired, painful, and defeated voice, “ Yes Mistress, it’s ready.” Consequently, the dominant one ventured into the kitchen and ate the meal. He ate something also. With all done, she returned to the livingroom and continued to read.
All afternoon, the stereo blasted forth with one classical masterpiece after another, while the high and mighty lady read the time away. With evening’s arrival, he made supper.
After finishing dinner, the woman looked at the clock and said, “ I’ve got forty five minutes.” She went upstairs and put some clothes over her leather attire. Dressed up, Linda went back downstairs, and said to Tony, “ I’ll be back in a couple of hours, why don’t you do a wash in the meantime.” Knowing the consequences of disobedience and having a chain long enough to reach various parts of the house, he complied.
Linda left and drove to the apartment. There, she held the dominatrix session. With the passage of an hour and fifteen minutes, the dominant woman sent her customer on his way and headed home herself. Being two hundred dollars richer, she hummed to herself on the way back.
At home, the evening progressed with more of the same abuse. Finally, they turned in. However, before she went to bed, her ladyship had to take a shit! Obviously, this meant Tony had the honor to perform his noble task after she stood up. Reluctantly, he again complied to her demand. In the end, they both fell to sleep.
Time went on. Four months later, they had a routine established. Ofcourse it was all based upon a strict power structure with Linda in absolute command. Also, into the first three weeks of their marriage, Tony thought he might either have a chance to change her ways somewhat or get a divorce. Neither worked. She wouldn’t compromise one bit. Further, any idea of a divorce was met with violent physical confrontation and bondage by way of ropes and chains. In the most literal sense of the word, she really held him captive.
One day, as Tony was starting to get used to his total subordination, she said, “ Guess what little asswhipe; it appears as if you’re going to be a father.”
Looking surprised, Tony ask, “ Really, you mean you’re pregnant?” Sarcastically, she replied, “ No, someone on Mars is pregnant, stupid, ofcourse I’m pregnant; nine months from now, it’ll be here.”
The nine months went by and the birth took place, giving the odd couple a baby girl. After her brief stay in the hospital, Linda brought the infant home with the birth certificate. The child’s name was Dawn. Little Dawn turned out to be quite a young lady. Her eyes were the same as her mother’s and her hair was also dark. Linda spent as much time with her baby as she could, leaving Tony alone with Dawn only when she went and held her sessions. Showing Dawn the utmost in affection, the mistress treated her the complete opposite of how she treated Tony. To the extent that she abused the midget, that was the same opposite extent she respected her new little offspring.
A few years went by and Dawn was now seven. Linda’s fears were put to rest as to Dawn’s future size. It turned out that the gene causing Tony’s smallness was recessive. Consequently, Dawn didn’t show the trait physically; hence she’d be normal, growing to approximately the same height as her mother. At seven, Dawn was now slightly taller than her three foot father. And so it began. Linda taught Dawn by way of both word and example how to use Tony as an object of gratification.
One morning, Tony was down in the kitchen making coffee and breakfast for himself and the two females. Linda came down, followed by Dawn. Moreover, Linda had on her waist corset and the boots together with her gloves. Dawn, most interestingly, was also dressed as a little dominatrix. Her mother bought the girl some fetish clothing. Therefore, all three family members were naked, save for the skimpy attire on the females.
Upon entering the kitchen, Linda yelled, “ Hey asshole, got the breakfast ready?” She next turned to Dawn who laughed at her mother’s insensitive remark.
Tony said, “ Yes Mistress.”
Afterward, Linda took the food and sat down to eat. Doing the same, Dawn began eating the contents of her plate. However, Tony was also about to sit down and eat when Linda said, “ Oh no you don’t, first you’ll get down on your knees and kiss Dawn’s nice new boots.”
Aghast that his wife would want him to perform pseudo sexual acts with his own daughter, he blantly refused, “ No, this is sick; I’ll do this stuff with you, but not with her, for goodness sake, she’s just a kid!”
Hearing his words, Dawn stood up and went over to her little father and smacked him across the face, saying, “ What do you mean, just a kid!” Linda laughed on as Dawn struck him again.
Angered, he yelled back to the girl, “ Listen, that’s no way to address me!”
Linda got up and screamed at Tony, “ Don’t you dare yell at my little princess!”
Next, Linda left and returned with the whip. Giving it to Dawn, the mistress said, “ I’ll teach you the art and practice of being a dominatrix; hit that jerk!” Raising the whip, the seven year old girl struck Tony. However, he grabbed the end of it and pulled it away from the child. Upon seeing this, his wife became red with rage and pulled it back from his hand. Next, she began to strike, whipping the shit out of him. Afterward, he sank to the floor. Linda walked to him and stood over him with both legs apart. With victory in her eyes, she pissed down into his face. When finished, she said to little Dawn, “ Come here and do the same.” Venturing over, she too stood above his face. Two seconds later, from out of her little hairless cunt, the piss fell forth and into her daddy’s face. Indeed, enjoying herself, she joined her mother in laughing on and on.
The piss party over, Linda yelled at her husband, “ Asshole, clean yourself up. Frightened, he complied. The man went upstairs to the bathroom and showered off, returning to the kitchen to clean the floor. With all done, Linda again began to torment him.
Linda said to Dawn, “Go stick Mahler’s Second Symphony into the stereo.” The kid complied and the composition began from the first movement. Resounding with its power, it generated a euphoric effect upon the central nervous systems of the two females. Hearing the symphony, Linda grabbed Tony and pushed his face into her cunt. She yelled to Dawn, “ Hey watch how the little jerk eats me out!” Curiously, the pretty dark haired girl gazed away as her father licked her mother to orgasm. Next, Linda said, “ Here, try it, he’ll do the same for you if he knows what’s good for him.” Dawn walked over and placed her slit before his face.
Catching on fast, Dawn said, “ Lick, lick my cunt!” Consequently, the man complied, for his wife stood over both of them and stared down as an overseer.
Linda ask, “ So what do you feel, Dawn?” Giggling, the little girl replied, “ Oh, it feels good, hee, hee, hee…!” In fear of his wife, the man licked on.
Eventually, Linda said to Dawn; I think you had enough now; time for the next thing!” Dawn backed off and Linda yelled rudely at Tony, “ Ok fuckhead, get down on all fours. He complied and Linda said over to her daughter, “ Get on his back and have him give you a ride all around the house.”
The kid ascended his back and yelled, “ Gitty up horsy, let’s move.” Crawling around, he was constantly kicked in the ass by his wife, the dominant mistress.
As the years went by, the constant abuse and humiliation continued on and on. Dawn was now sixteen and fully involved in the fetish lifestyle. In fact, the adolescent was making her own money now via her mother’s apartment. The girl was quite wise to it all. Moreover, with the initial assistance of Linda, Dawn became herself a first class mistress.
Needless to say, the kid used Tony the same as her mother used him. Coming home from school one day, Dawn said to the midget, “ Hey asshole, I’ve gotta take a shit!”
Rudely, Tony turned and said to her, “ The bathroom’s upstairs.”
She answered, “ That’s right, now follow me up there.”
Knowing what she had in mind, Tony protested, “ Do you have to do everything your mother does?” Being almost the same height as Linda, Dawn was also now his physical superior. She smacked him across the face and pushed him to the floor.
Wearing stiletto boots as her mother, the young lady kicked Tony in the nuts and screamed, “ When I give you an order, you obey!”
She kept kicking and kicking him until he whined, “ Ok, ok, I’ll do it!”
Smiling, Dawn said, “ Good, now get up and let’s go.” He followed his daughter of a mistress up to the toilet. Graciously pulling down her pants and panties, she stuck her sexy ass atop the seat. Afterward, she shit and pissed. Getting up, Dawn said after sticking her nice ass into his face, “ Well, what are you waiting for, a written invitation?!” He complied.
While having his tongue up her ass, Linda walked by and laughed, saying, “ Hey, all right, that’s the way to go, Dawn!”
Dawn smiled back and said, “ You’re right, mom, I’ll get used to this pretty fast.”
As Tony licked away at the sixteen year old’s rear, Linda said, “ Move over a little, will you please.” Both Dawn and Tony altered their positions slightly as Linda pulled down her slacks and panties and hence after lowered her ass atop the seat. She too took a shit. Getting up, Linda remarked, “ Hey little shit face, hurry up, my ass can’t wait forever you know!” Finally, he finished Dawn’s butt and stepped over to Linda. Again, he stuck his tongue up a female’s rear and licked away. With the job done, Linda said, “ Get back to work; I don’t wanna wait all night for supper.”
Pushing him in the back, Linda forced him out of the bathroom, not even giving the poor man a chance to brush his teeth and wash away the shit flavor. Naked and humiliated, the midget descended the stairs and went into the kitchen. There, our little thing began another task in the continual service of the opposite gender. All finished, he yelled out, “ Ok ladies, dinner’s ready!”
A few moments later, he heard Dawn’s foot steps approach the room. As the young spoiled feline entered, she remarked, “ Well it’s about time; what the fuck took you so long, were you jacking off or something?!”
Frightened by his own daughter, he humbly replied, “ I’m sorry Dawn, I’ll try to be faster next time.”
No sooner he finished his words, Linda entered and said to her sexy kid, “ You know, that’s not a bad idea.”
Tilting her head to one side, the younger female inquired, “ What are you talking about?”
“ What you just referred to a moment ago about jacking off; let’s make him do it right here before both of us!”, answered Linda
Smiling, Dawn said, “ Yea, not a bad idea.”
Before Tony set the plates atop the table, both commanding cunts sat themselves down and pulled forth their respective chairs, facing the counter. Snapping her fingers together, Linda yelled, “ Well, slave boy, let’s see you do it.” Like a circus animal, he stood before his female audience. Resigned to his fate, he reached down to his prick and began to play.
While beating off, both felines would coach him on, “ Yea, that-a-boy, go, go, go…!” Finally, his cum came forth as the ladies broke out in applause, clapping away.
With their enthusiasm slightly subsided, Dawn yelled to Tony, “ Well, let’s have the food!” Slightly exhausted by his orgasm, he nevertheless brought the servings over and looked on as the two hungry women consumed their meal.
And so it all progressed, Tony remained hence forth the property and slave of both his wife and daughter!
