“Enslaved” fantasy by andy
It was around 9pm and the group of guys went into a bar. Whilst the others continued to do shots, John had noticed a woman, who was alone, stunning, and at the end of the bar on her own. He was tipsy but not blind drunk and decided to approach the lady. Fortunately she spoke english and rather well. He offered to buy her a drink which she accepted. He asked her name. She replied, “Ezada, I am actually from Romania.”
After about an hour of chatting John plucked up the courage to say, “do you live nearby?”
Ezada replied, “yes, would I be right in thinking you want to come back to my place? Ok, if you do, I must tell you now, I am not your everyday woman, I am very demanding, if you come with me now I will change your life forever.”
He could not believe his luck. The best looking woman he had ever seen in his life was asking him back to her place. He of course accepted.
As they left Ezada said, ” I am giving you the chance now to go. I have warned you I am very demanding. Once you enter my domain you will be back again and again. You will have no choice, but also want to.”
John replied, ” look, Ezada, you are gorgeous. Of course I want to come back. I am a single guy. I’m not cheating on anyone. I want to be with you. And without being cocky, the sooner I get back to your place, get naked, I’ll do anything… anything you want. I’d do anything for you! I’d suck a bloke’s cock if you asked me too. Christ I’d be your slave! Anything, lets just get back to your place.”
Ezada replied, “Really. Oh good.”
The taxi ride was only a 5 minute ride. John paid and they went into the flat.
John walked up behind Ezada and started kissing her neck. He was pushed away and told, “all in good time, lets have a drink first.”
Two glasses of wine were poured. Ezada was aware of exactly what John wanted but was going to give him the shock of his life. She discreetly dropped a very strong sleeping pill into John’s drink. He took the drink and they carried on chatting. Before long John could feel his eyes closing, and as much as he fought it, fell asleep very quickly.
John started to wake. His eyes heavy, but slowly opened. The room was dimly lit, he realised he was laying on a bench and felt a little cold… he was naked. He went to get up but realised he could not move. He was tied down and started to wonder what the hell was going on. He remembered Ezada and called out her name rather loudly. With that the door opened. There she stood. Leather boots, seamed stockings, leather corset with a bust that would excite any man and a different look to the one John had met the night before. He said, “Ezada, what the hell is going on?”
With a wry smile, she replied, “Never again shall you call me Ezada. I am Mistress Ezada. I am a Dominatrix. You are now my slave. I gave you the opportunity to go. I told you if you came here your life would change. You said you will do anything I say. You accepted. Now you have no choice. Your new name is slave and you will do anything I say without hesitation, you exist to please me. You will accept I own you. Your cock is now my property. I decide when it is used. You will only speak when I ask you a question and you will always answer inserting Mistress Ezada into any reply, you will accept punishment and thank me for it. If you do not know it already, you will learn that men are inferior to women, your purpose in life is to please women. Yours is now to serve me.”
John replied, “wow, i’ve heard about this kinky shit, I always wanted to try it, wicked, yeah i’m game!”
With that a crop appeared from Mistress Ezada’s side and a firm stroke was applied to John’s cock. “Mistress Ezada! Mistress Ezada. You will use that everytime or you will be severely punished. Already you forget. You are a pathetic specimen and I know you are going to be hard work. You will soon realise, this is NO GAME as you say. I am a lifestyle domina.”
John in his mind still thought it was part of a act. He felt the pain of the crop but in the back of his mind had visions of fucking the most beautiful woman in the world. He said in an almost patronising tone, “Sorry Mistress Ezada, I accept I am now your slave and you own my cock, i’ll do anything you say, but I will say this, I can’t wait for you to get your lips round your cock as you call it. And when you decide you want your cock to fuck you, it will be the best you’ve ever had.”
Mistress Ezada turned away, walked to the cabinet, took out a box and walked back to her new slave. A slave who had no idea exactly who this stunning woman was or what powers she had. But he was going to find out. She grabbed her new property and said, ” so slave, you told me you are single. How often do you masturbate this pathetic dicklet?”