-Thank you for using me, sir.- A new rule stated that I musted call “sir” all the men inside our house or at our doorstep, and “ma'am” all the women, and I had to use them after every sentence.

Mistress had met the guy at the restaurant. He had hit on her. She had said that she preferred to use me because I was always close, always available, always eager to please her and after all those months of practice, 100% effective. From time to time, tough, she wanted a penis. If the penis wasn't satisfactory, she still could use me.

Instead of keeping me hidden inside the cage covered with blankets, she decided to use me as the party fluffer. She let me choose between wearing the latex mask or hiding the cage. I choose the first one, so the guy could see my bed but not my face. There was another consequence. After I had helped him getting hard with my mouth, I had to get rid of my apron, crawl into my cage and set all the padlocks as usual, or just lie down hogtied on the bed under the sheets next to my open legged mistress. Faithful to her word she let me keep my panties so the padlock and the plugs were concealed.

Until then I didn't know that sleeping with a latex hood could be so hot. For their second date we bought another one in leather, better for the sweat. It had also holes for nose, eyes, and mouth. The holes on the nose were big enough to let the carabiner  pass through and I could join it to the chain on the bottom of my cage. The mask included three small padlocks. A vertical ring on top of my nose allowed to lock the two zippers that closed the holes on my eyes. Another ring at the left of my mouth had the same purpose. A flap of leather covered half my neck, with strap passing through several loops. Mistress helped me tightening the laces at the back and tying a knot at the bottom. The strap was cinched and padlocked at my back, thus covering the knot. With the neck strap and the mouth zipper closed my jaw couldn't open fully. So I was blind and half mute.

I still could hear mistress' moans. She new that I would serve her much better. She just wanted a bit of diversity. Therefor I didn't need to feel jealous. As I wasn't allowed to sleep until the guy had left, because I had to thank him for visiting us before he left, I just lied there grateful if he had made mistress happy, angry if not. Nevertheless, whenever she mentioned the possibility of fucking someone else I kept offering my services. As good as they could be, I still was better.

The guy finally left. Mistress opened the panel on top of my cage and removed the carabiner on my nose. I was glad that she was going to use my mouth before going to bed. The cage was so small and the hog tie so strict that I had to use my imagination the first time. The idea of the single padlock only survived a couple of days, it was too painful. Instead we went back to the original idea of a short chain between my ankles and wrists. It was amazing how a short chain and a padlock could improve my life. Even with that extra slack the change of position was still difficult.

I placed a knee on the wall of my cage. Using the strength of that knee, my other knee and my elbow pushing on the floor, I slowly turned around. Then placing my neck on the door I could use the strength of my limbs and my neck to move upwards. Even with practice the process was slow. Sometimes mistress helped me placing her hands below my armpits. Other times she grabbed my neck or my hair.

-Let's see what do we have here.- She took the used condom out of her vagina and sat on the floor. Then she opened the padlock on my mouth.- Drink.- She offered me the used condom. I hesitated.- Open your mouth and drink, slave.- I opened my mouth, slightly. The mask concealed my experession of disgust. She brought the condom near but stopped just before it touched my lips.- I was kidding, silly. How are you going to pleasure me with your mouth full of cum?- She went to the bathroom and cleaned herself. Then came back and sat in front of my face as usual.- You were right. You are much more effective.- With a wide smile I did my job.

The next morning mistress awakened me by pushing with her feet on my forehead. I opened my eyes and saw her lying on her belly over a blanket on the floor in front of me. She opened her ass cheeks.

-Slave, crawl here and lick my ass. Trust me, it's clean.- I crawled there using the force of my elbows and knees. I had to be careful with my nipples and my clit chain. A bit of rubbing was great but to much would be a disaster. I lapped on her ass a few times.- Slave, stick your tongue in there.- I did as ordered. We had read about that so I understood what was mistress asking me for. I fucked her ass with my tongue putting it in an out.- Deeper, slave, I want to feel you inside me.- I entered her as much as possible moving the tongue in circles once it was fully in. It was clean, so it just felt a little odd as it was my first time. I didn't know if she was trying to punish me but it surely seemed so. After a while mistress started to moan.- Thank you very much, slave.- She turned around and pointed at her pussy.- Now here.

-Thank you, mistress. But first, may I ask?- She nodded.- The ass thing was a punishment?

-No, I just wanted to give it a try. Why should I punish you, slave? Was it dirty?

-No, mistress.- I smiled and started kissing her clit, as usual.

After breakfast and shower she ordered me to shave my mound with clippers and razor. Previously she had assured me that she wasn't going to make me show my tattoo to anyone. Then she asked me to lay down on the bed. She took of the padlock and the choker and ordered me to get rid of the rest. Then she ordered me to bend my knees and open my legs as far as possible. She arranged my hair so my face was totally covered and slightly tilted to the right, and my open mouth was barely outlined. With the index and middle finger of my right hand inside my cunt and the index and thumb of the left hand on my clit, she ordered me to masturbate avoiding orgasms but reaching the edge. When I was almost there, she ordered me to close my eyes, and took several pictures using my reflex camera. Once she was satisfied she ordered me to stop, which I did with a strong groan. My cunt kept gaping asking for more.

I was about to plug my holes, when she stopped me, which surprised me a lot. Actually all the morning had been quite confusing. Then I helped her dressing up, covering her body with kisses, as usual. She had to do something that would take the whole day, so I was going to be alone.

-Today you are not a slave. You are just Shiera. You can do whatever you want. Stay here, take a walk, visit someone, whatever. Your pussy is open, you can masturbate freely, or, if you find a “friend”...- She hesitated slightly and her mouth made a gesture that I couldn't identify- Well, that's your decision. If you do so, please, tell me tonight. I promise that there won't be any unpleasant consequences. Don't cook dinner, I'll bring something... Pizza? Do you want pizza?- I nodded.- R or L?

-Errrr...- What?- I don't know... R?- She gave me a thumbs up.- Mis..., ejem, Kendra, are you okay? You are worrying me.

-No! No..., don't worry. Everything is fine.- She smiled, took the camera's memory card and walked towards the door.

-Kendra?

-Yes?- I pointed at my lips.- Oh, shit! Sorry, darling.- She kissed me and left.

When she came home I was working on the last case, provided by Barbara and Dinah. She left a small plastic bag on the table. Then she hugged me and kissed me fully on the lips. During dinner she showed me the bag's contents, two small square boxes about an inch wide. My heart raced.

-They are equal. We can change yours if you don't like it.- She opened the box. Inside there was a golden ring.- Someday, at least a month from now, you choose when and if, you will ask me the question and my answer will be yes. You have a conservative family, so I understand that for you this must be a difficult decision. This is not anything romantic...-She winked.- It's related to our other arrangement. I told you that I wanted everything you have and everything you are, which includes your house, your car and your money. Again, if and when, are your decission. Don't be too late or I might find someone else.

-But...- I had stopped eating. My mouth just wouldn't move.

-Now...- She opened her shirt and showed me the inner side of her right arm.- My second gift. You chose R.- Over her elbow there was tattooed a six inch naked woman masturbating with her face covered by hair and with her legs... It was me. Probably based on one of the pictures she had taken that morning.- With your face covered, and the tattoo and piercings erased, your identity will be a secret. You are going to be on my skin forever and no one will know.

-I...- I couldn't find anything coherent to say.

-Nothing to say? Ok, so let's go to the third part. Once this pizza is finished, we are going to our bedroom and I'm going to use my tongue to take you to heaven, if that's fine for you. Depending of how much have you been masturbating along the afternoon you will be more or less tired and I will spend more or less time. Then I'm going to spoon you, again, if that's fine for you. The next day you will still be Shiera, and that won't change until you call me “mistress”.- She finished her speech and started eating.- Don't you like the pizza?

-It's..., unexpected.- I kept eating. The rest of the dinner she kept talking about nothing in particular. I was still thinking on her offer, so let her continue with her ramblings. When we finished she cleaned up alone as didn't let me help her. Then she held my hands, made me stand and hugged me.

-How many?- She kissed my neck. I indicated “two” with my fingers.- So you have energy for more?- Pulling on the neck of my t-shirt she kissed my shoulder several times.- What are you doing with me?- We locked lips.- How can you have all this power? Make me suffer with just a couple of tears or a brief silence?- She kissed me on the tip of my chin.

-Ok, enough! This is not funny, mistress. Can you, please, lock me in my cage and stop this fucking mind games or jokes, or whatever the fuck is all this about?- She fucks a stranger in our bed and proposes me the next day? No way.

-Shiera. You don't need to do anything or say anything.- She slipped her hands into my trousers and placed them under my buttocks grabbing them.- Let me, please. Just a bit of trust.- With a quick movement she lifted me on the air and used her forearms to guide my legs around her waist. We locked lips again. Then she led me to the bedroom and placed me on the bed. With her help I removed my t-shirt.- Mmmm, perfectly shaped fun bags...- While she undressed her torso she licked and sucked on my nipples. Opening completely her mouth she devoured half my breast.

-Oh, shit!- That was new. She was never so passionate with her temporary lovers. She just used them like inflatable dildoes. But that night with me, she was something different. She made a short pause to remove her trousers and shoes.

She kissed every inch of the path from my chin to my mound, her nipples rubbing my torso. As she approached my crotch she started lowering my trousers. As she freed me from that bothering layer of cotton she kissed her way to my feet. Removing my socks she licked my toes.

-Shall we go to the fun part, love?- Love!? I nodded astonished. Slipping a pair of fingers in my already wet pussy she kissed my labia a few times and then nibbled my clit. The first orgasm came quickly and suddenly. She kept fucking me with her fingers and sucking on my button until I reached the second.

-Bathroom... Pee...- She moved aside and I ran to the bathroom. I can swear I saw her looking at my ass and biting her lower lip. She followed me. I emptied my bladder and got up to clean myself but she grabbed the paper and did it herself using the opportunity to press on my clit. Then she pushed me against the wall and squatted down. We had more or less the same height. I weighed a bit more but I was feeling totally powerless that day. Neither did I have a particular reason to resist.

-So smooth..., and so mine.- She nibbled again my clit. Then, faithful to her word, entered me with her tongue and placing my leg over her shoulder to grant a better access, she took me to heaven. During my short periods of rationality I could recognize the movements of her tongue. She was doing the same I used to do. She kept me pinned to the wall, dominating me, perhaps, more than ever. At some point I couldn't hold my own weight and she used her shoulders to push on my thighs and her forearms to push on my abdomen, her hands caressed me drawing circles on my tummy. I screamed on that wall for the second time.- I have to stop.- Her voice sounded weird.- My tongue is numb.

I felt so week that she had to encircle my abdomen with her arm to lead me to our bed. I laid down on my side and she spooned me from behind. A pair of fingers entered my pussy.

-No, no more.- I whispered. I wasn't accustomed to such treatment. To be at her mercy and powerless, not because of some chains or ropes, but because my body just didn't work. She left me for a second to cover me with the sheets. Her fingers entered me again, but didn't move after that. Her other hand cupped my breast. Her breath kept my hair moving and tickling my ear.

I woke up first the next morning. She was still there, in the same position. Not knowing what else to do I tried to get up but her hands held me. I was about to take her hand out of my pussy, but I awakened her and she entered me deeper.

-Where are you going? I'm not done with you.- I freed myself from her hands and turned around facing her. Placing a leg over her hip, I guided her hand so her arm circled my thigh, and put two of her fingers inside me.- Stop, my bad breath...- She said when I stuck my tongue into her mouth. I kept going.

-Congratulations, now you own another part of me. Only two years and you are almost done..., mistress.

-How embarrasing. You just needed half the time, slave. But I guess I had much less to give.- She babbled still half asleep.