It enters My
domain with its eyes downcast. I pull it in by its tie
and order it to strip, which it does after it hands Me
a bunch of white roses, My favorite. I attach tweezer
clamps to its tiny, cat-like nipples and tightly bind
its dangling manhood with a black silk stocking. It is
given a pair of frilly pink panties to slip on over
its ever-growing erection and then ordered to re-dress
as we proceed to the waiting car outside
Bergdorf's, the saleslady giggles at my collared slave
as I walk back and forth in the gold and white Chanel
sandals and white Dior suit I have picked out. I put
my dainty foot between his legs, partly to show him
the shoe, partly to tease his ever growing erection.
He dutifully hands over his credit card to the
attractive schoolmarmish saleslady and then we head
downtown to the village for more shoes.
At the shoe
salon on eighth street the tall, handsome gay manager
meets Me and My slave at the door, eager to show us
the new arrivals. I decide on a pair of heavenly
sandals from Zanotti; black satin with 5 inch heels
and chandelier crystals dangling over My slickly
polished toenails. On the way to the register I see a
pair of blue and white Roberto Cavalli knee-high boots
with impossibly high heels and grab them as
another round of credit card humiliation we walk
around the block to the charming French restaurant
where we have dinner. I pick and taste the wine, and
decide what My slave will have for dinner... he
understands the role reversal, and knows his
It is 10:20
p.m.. We have been together for 4 hours and I know he
is eager to play so we return to My apartment and I
chain him to the radiator with a little bowl of water
nearby. I torment him a bit more, grinding My spiked
heels into his groin while he tries to satisfy
himself. As he gets closer, I pull on the clamps that
hang on his now red nipples. He howls and I gag him.
His eyes implore me to allow him to finish. I sit back
and smile and give him the okay. He explodes, cleans
up and dresses after I release him.
I allow him
to massage My feet before shooing him out the door.
Not a bad pet, all things considered.