On Becoming a Mistress

                                                                        By topbazuka@aol.com

I first saw him the park. He would come every day and just sit on a bench and watch the kids play.  He had no friends and no one ever spoke to him. On several occasions I saw him sneak a peak at me especially while on the swing and my dress would fly in the wind. I made a point of allowing my dress to fly so that my panties showed ever so briefly. This excited him more then anything. I was 12 going on 20 but learned at an early age how to entice a man.

My mother was a dominant woman who had complete control of the men in her life. She taught me that men were stupid as they thought with their cocks and not with their brains. “Furthermore”, she said, “ for a woman’s pussy men would do anything.”

My 12^th birthday was coming up and that age I would be able to join the young mistress club. It was a club set up exclusively for daughters of mistress from the age of 11 to 13. The club was primarily an educational school were young ladies desiring to continue in the footsteps of their mothers and learning the niceties of becoming a mistress. At eleven, I enrolled on my own volition. I learned how to treat a man, train him, punish him and most of all learned the art of having a man serve me both physically and mentally.

I was fast approaching graduation. Graduation was a momentous occasion. It was the day I would become a mistress and have my very own slave. The whole club participated in graduation ceremonies. Mothers and daughters alike. The most important phase of becoming a mistress was to castrate a male and or execute one. The trick was that the male had to be willing give up his balls, cock or life to his mistress for her honor and his love for her. Anyone could castrate a male but to have him do it for his mistress was an honor. It proved to the rest of the members in the club that the mistress had the ability to completely control her subject to the point that he would allow the mistress to castrate him or execute him for the honor of his mistress. This was the slave’s ultimate sacrifice. A mistress should control her slave, his life and destiny

Thus for the last six months I have been on the hunt to find the right male. The clock was ticking. When I saw Bob watching me on new I had him on the hook. Now all I would have to do is be shy and, let his brain (cock) do the rest.

I had to find someone who was unattached, had no job and that no one would miss. After all we never wanted to test the waters with the police

I decided to take the initiative. The next day I was playing ball. I allowed the ball to role toward bob (I had given him that name) He picked it up and held it for me. Stretching out his hand he offered me the ball as he asked my name. “Susan” I replied. He said,  “You’re a beautiful little girl”. “Thank you” I answered and ran away.

The next day I saw bob again. I was on the swing with my dress blowing in the wind. I let Bob get a good glimpse of my pink panties. He could not stop at staring between my legs.

I got off the swing when Bob called out “Susan’ “Susan” yes I answered. Can I treat you to an ice cream? I hesitated and appeared shy. “I don’t know Bob. My mom doesn’t allow me talk to stranger let alone buy me ice cream.” “ Don’t be silly Susan. I (don’t bite (with a laugh)” I showed my reluctance. He insisted and I finally gave in and said I would allow him to buy me an ice cream. I saw the glee in his eye. However he never saw mine.

We sat down and ate the ice cream and I used the opportunity to find out as much as I could about my subject. He was single lived in the neighborhood, lost his job and had no relatives of friends. This was perfect I thought.

I disappeared on him for a few days to make him jealous and returned a week later. I thought he went insane in my absence. When I finally showed up he raced over to me to tell me how much he missed me. He bought me flowers and offered me lunch. We sat in the park and talked. I let my skirt slide all the way up and I thought bob would die with excitement. Abruptly I said I had to go home, as it was late. He offered to walk me but I refused.

I dint show up again for several days. But I watched bob from afar as he was looking for me. I was driving him crazy and that’s just what I waned. I wanted him to want me more then anything. I wanted it to consume him. It did!

One again I reappeared and Bob had a smile on his face a mile long.  It was then that I knew I had him! We played catch for a few minutes and then told bob I was tired and wanted to go home. He offered to walk me and I reluctantly said yes. We walked together for several blocks and I finally stopped to go into my apartment. He asked me to introduce him to my mom. I said “bob, she doesn’t like men.” “Ooh that all right” he responded. “She’ll like me”. Ok I said and we went up to the apartment.

We walked in and I yelled “mom” and she replied “yes” Ill be right there. I offered bob a drink in the meantime. He consumed the drugged soda in two gulps. I suggested he sit down for a minute till my mother arrives. I patted the sofa indicating where I wanted him to sit. Gracefully he sat down and within a minute I saw the dizziness overcome him as he fell asleep.

When he awoke he was totally naked and tied up. Mother and I was fascinated with his cock and balls. They were big and beautiful. “A prize specimen mother”  “yes” she replied. “ A winner”!!

Bob slowly started to come too. What he saw was my mother dressed in a black leather outfit with whip in hand. She was mesmerizing. Bob asked where he was and mother said in Susan’s house. “Where is Susan he asked”? She will be here soon. Do you like her mother asked. “Yes he replied very much so I cant get my eyes off of her.’ Do you want her? She asked “yes” I would marry her in a second if I could.” “Good” mother said. And would you be devoted to her’? “Yes” came the reply.

Then mother called me in. I was wearing nothing but except a sheer nightgown. Bob eyes popped out. He scanned me from head to toe, stopping to admire my budding tities and naked pussy. “Bob given the opportunity would you serve my daughter forever? “Yes yes yes” was the response. “Good”. “Would you be her slave and do all that she required? Once again the reply was “yes”! “Ok I am going to untie you and I want you to kneel in front of her and kiss her pussy. Once you do that she will put a leash around you neck and you will become her slave forever. There is no turning back. Do you understand?” “Yes” he replied, “I would do anything she wants”.

Mother untied him and he immediately fell to his knees and crawled over to me. He kissed my feet and worked upwards till he reached my naked pussy. He stopped to admire it. Its sweet smell, and naked virginity was intoxicating. He began to kiss me there when mother lashed out with her whip. “Always asked permission- fool,” she screamed. “Mistress my I kiss your lovely pussy”. “Yes you may”. He did. His tongue found my clit and never let go. I came in seconds. He licked up all my juices and then asked permission to honor my little tities. “Yes” I said you may as reward. He caressed my body and reached my little mounds. He admired them for a few minutes before he cupped them and began to caress them He then kissed them as his tongue and found my nipples. He sucked on them tweaking and biting them. I was in frenzy and ordered him to go down on me once again.

Bob took his position, as my slave very seriously, was eager to please me and accepted punishment gracefully. He would bath me, dress me, make dinner, clean the house, due the laundry and of course be my special pet and service me on demand. I really got to enjoy his attention to me as much as I enjoyed inflicting pain as part of his training.

At night I would watch television as he sat at my feet licking my toes or giving me a massage. When it was time to retire, I would go to the bathroom and bob would clean me with his tongue. There was no need for toilet paper with bob around. He would lick me till I cam and then I would close my eyes feeling satisfied. He slept on the floor adjacent to my bed.

One-day mother invited some of her friends. She asked if she could have bob for the night and I agreed. Bob was naked the whole night as he served drinks and sandwiches. One by one he serviced every one of the woman to their delight. Then mother put on a show of disciplining bob in front of everyone. She spanked till his ass was crimson red, poured hot wax on his cockypoo and applied nipple clams to further his pain. The girls remarked that the more pain that was administered the harder his cock became. Finally one of the girls was awarded the thrill of making bob cum thru pain. It was really exciting and thoroughly enjoyable. I got so exciting watching the activities that when the girls left I made bob make me cum twice.

Days went by very fast and my birthday was coming up even faster. About a week before my birthday I invited bob into the den and told him that my birthday was coming and I wanted his cock and ball for my birthday gift. He stood there for a minute and didn’t say a word. I was ready for his protest but to my surprise he said.” Mistress it would be an honor for me to gift you the one gift no else can give you”.

With his acknowledgement I then started making the preparation. I t was going to be a special night for me and bob. The whole week I dint do not punish bob nor did I allow him the privilege of cuming. This was my gift to him for being so devoted. Besides I wanted his last cum to be special for him and me

I invited 10 girls to participate in my birthday party. Most of the girls were from the mistress club. We were all naked. I walked around with bob on a leash allowing the girls to touch his manhood. I made him his service them on the couch. As the hour of midnight approached I put bob o a cross and whipped him to delight of my guests. Then two friends begged me to shave bob pubic hair in preparation for his castration. I allowed it and permitted the two other girls to bath him. Two other girls dressed him in a while gown for his grand entrance. All was ready.

Bob was escorted into the room. The girls then slowly took off his white gown reveling his nakedness and his big hard shaft. It was a site of pure pleasure; He was placed on the gurney and his hands & feet tied. . A little pillow was placed under his head for elevation purposes. Mother indicated that it was exciting to see a man face and reactions as he gives his gift of love to his mistress. To further enhance the situation a mirror was placed overhead.

I then asked bob if he was ready to give his birthday gift to his mistress. His answer was an absolutly“yes”! “Are your doings this of your own free will”? Once again he acknowledge. Then I asked, “What his gift was”. These questions the girls really loved and began to giggle ant the anticipated answer. “I am giving my cock and balls to my mistress”. It was so beautiful they way bob said it that I almost began to cry. What devotion, what love he had for me.

Each girl passed by bob and kissed his cock goodbye. By this time bob cock was standing tall and little drops of precum began to dribble out of cock. I mounted the table and began to straddle bob face. A smile crossed his face His friend (my pussy) was waiting to be serviced. Two girls brought the scalpel on a silver tray.  I showed bob the scalpel and asked him to kiss the instrument of his castration. He did so gladly.  I could feel bob tense up underneath me. I slowly began to sit on bob face covering his mouth and nose with my pussy. His tongue found my clit and he began to slowly to suck on it. As soon as his tongue entered my pussy I could feel bob being more relaxed. He was in heaven. I placed two nipple clamps on his nipples to maintain the high of pain Then I cut bob sack and open it up. Out popped his balls. Two girls took a ball in each hand and stretched it out. Then I told bob that I was ready to cut and did. Then I took his cock placed the scalpel under it and told bob that this was the last time he would cum forever. At that bob went wild and began to shoot wads of cum in the air. I was Cumming in conjunction with bob. It was then that I sliced off bobs cock. I looked at my work and was quite pleased. I held the cock up high for everyone to see.

Now I was looking for approval. If the girls felt that Bobs sacrifice was acceptable then they would let him live otherwise he was to die. One by one the girls raised their fist. Some but their thrums up and some were down. The downs outnumbered the thumbs up. The decision was made. Bob had to die!

Bob stared to struggle under my pussy/. He was having hard time breathing. But that was the point. I further hard-pressed my pussy on his face and created a seal, a bond that was his death sentence. He cried and begged me to allow him to breath. Unfortunately his fate was sealed. There was no turning back. Bob was trashing now. I begged him not to struggle, accept his fate, and make me proud give me his life. He stopped suddenly and just lay there. The clock was ticking and bob's had moments to live. He was so devoted that he accepted his faith. He waited for death and peace and to honor his mistress. Tears began to fall from my eyes as I cut open bob chest and took his heart out of its cavity. His heart was still beating. I took the scalpel in my hand as the tears fell uncontrollable from my face. I then cut his heart and I watched a bob gave one least heave before he was still. Bob made the ultimate sacrifice for his mistress. I am sure he was happy as I was. It was really delightful!

That night Bob was our dinner and we they joked on how wonderful the ceremony was and that bob was a fantastic slave. With bobs cock and balls in my hand. I left.  It was a striking trophy. I would stuff his cock and let it hang between my little tities and use his balls as earnings.

I smiled with the knowledge that my slave earned me the right to join the mistress club and become a full-fledged mistress. There were plenty of slaves ready to serve me. Who would be next?

He end topbazuka@aol.com