Owned

The phone rang two times and when he picked it up it was his secretary.

"There is a lady asking for you, but she doesnt want to tell me what the call is about. She insists on putting her through."

He moaned softly inside his head. His day was filled with meetings and decisions to make and he didnt have time for calls from probably another saleslady who wanted to sell him something that he didnt need. He had told his secretary several times to ignore those callers, but she didnt seem to get that into her head.

"She stated that you would be interested in her call if I would mention the word loubies to you. I have no idea what that means. Do you?"

His mind had gone blank. Had he heard her right? Had she said 'loubies'? How could that be? That wasn't possible. No it wasn't!

"She was quite persistent. I know you are busy and have no time for calls, but she was sure you would want to talk to her. Shall I put her on, or do you want me to tell her that you are busy?"

He couldn't think straight. He could not believe she would be calling. How did she get his number? Could it be her? He was getting nervous all of a sudden and his secretary was waiting for his answer.

"Eh put her on", his voice was coming from far away as if he wasn't really in the room. "Hello" he said.

"Hello Peter .. or should I call you by your real name? We both know that you are not really Peter! Next time when I call, don't keep me waiting so long! I know you won't!"

Oh yes. It was her. The beautiful lady I had met on a business trip. I was
alone in the city, and I had time to kill, so I went to a lounge near the
hotel where I was staying. I was having a good time, exchanging jokes with the
bartender, watching a footballgame on the television, and occasionally sending a
text message from my phone.

When she walked through the door the room stopped. Every eye was on
her. Every man in the room wanted to be near her and every woman in the room
wanted to be her. She wore high heels, a tight kneelong skirt and a silk
blouse that accentuated her incredible figure without revealing anything. She
wore perfect makeup and immediately focussed on me and crumbled me to pieces with just her eyes. She walked straight toward me, and I leapt out of my stool to pull out the
adjacent stool for her to sit on. She stood before me, put her hand on my
cheek, and said to me: "Thank you. You are a real gentleman. You can buy me a drink."

I was caught by her from the second I saw her. And she pulled me into her web deeper and deeper every next second. Her beauitful dark eyes and the soft confident smile on her lips. Her long soft curling hair that she twirled into her long fingers all the time. Beautiful sexy pink nails. The swell of her breasts under the blouse. The legs that didnt seem to end and where they ended a pair of very sexy red soled heels. Louboutins. Loubies.

"Did you lose you tongue Peter? A little shocked that I am calling you at your work?" Her soft clear laugh reached his ears through the phone.

"No ... ehh .. yes .. ehhhh" He was really nervous now. How did she get his number??

She laughed again. "Oww I am making you a little nervous. Thats ok. I like you a little nervous. Like when I asked you to put you hand on my leg and slide it slowly under my skirt.Do you remember that Peter? I am sure you do and I am sure that you are already hard again now! Aren't you?"

He was rockhard. Rockhard, scared, excited. The exact same feeling she had given him after their first drink at the bar. While handing her, a second glass of red wine, she pushed her sharp nails in his hand and looked him deep in his eyes, whispering: "I am going to make you mine."

It had been so sudden and unexpected, that he was almost sure it had been his imagination. But he didn't imagine her knee pressing against his and her tongue slowly licking her red lips.
What a woman!

"Ehhh hello Miss .. ehhh I am sorry. I didn't expect you on the phone. I ehhh ..".

She laughed again. "Yes I know Peter. You didn't expect me to call you. And especially not at your work. But it was either this or calling you at home. Your mobile number wasn't on the card that I took from your wallet and talking to your wife wasn't on my list for now."

He could hardly breath. Her voice was so beauitful and sexy, but the things she said so scary.

"I would like your mobile number though, so I can reach you at any time that I want. But first tell me Peter. How are you? Did you come home safe? And did you think of me?"

"Yes Miss", he heard his own voice croak. "I came home safe and I am good. Thank you. And yes ...  thought of you a lot. I ehhhh .."

"Good boy Peter. I knew I would be in your mind. I have a way of sticking in mens' minds." She laughed again so sweetly. "But you didn't answer my question Peter. Are you hard now?"

 "Yes Miss" he whispered softly, checking if his door was closed. "I am so hard for you". His excitement was growing.

"Good boy Peter. I want you to touch it while we are talking!". Her voice became stricter and impossible to ignore. "In fact I want you to take your hard dick out of your pants and stroke it for me!" She was in his mind so deep. "I know you want to this Peter. I know what goes on in your dirty mind. Take out your hard cock and stroke it softly. Do it for me!".

He fumbled with his pantszip and with his hard dick almost not fitting through the fly, constantly checking his door and hiding behind the big computerscreen on his desk.

"Is it out Peter?" she sounded impatient.

"Yes Miss. I am stroking it for you."

"Ow good boy. So sexy. You should send me a picture of that Peter, so I can enjoy it as much as you."

He half coughed, half laughed.

"I am not kidding Peter. I take your fantasies serious. I make them true!" her voice was strict now. "Make a picture with your phone and send it to me. I want to see your dick Peter! Check your email for my adress. And be quick before your secretary sees it!"

She was laughing again and with that sound in his ears he hurried to check his mail. She also had his mailadress! His workmailadress!.

Quickly he transfered her mail to a private directory and opened it.

There he was. Staring at his own naked body on his knees, wanking his cock with one hand and pushing a pair of pink panties to his nose with his other hand. Oh my god. This was bad.

"I am sure you saw your pretty picture by now Peter. Do you like it? You are such a good model. I have made a lot more, but I knew you would like the one with the panties. Did you do as I told you?"

When they had said goodbye, she had given him a small plastic bag. "These are the panties we had so much fun with last night Peter" she whispered in his ear. "Take them home and sniff them every day at least once. I want you addicted Peter. Addicted to me!" She had kissed him and then walked away. Leaving him to stare at her ass swaying from left to right and the red soles of her heels flashing at him.

"Peter? Did you do as I told you?" she was impatient.

"Yes Miss! Every day I ehhh sniffed your ehh panties. Thank you so much!" God he was so crazy about this woman.

"Thats what I like to hear Peter. Now hurry! Send that picture of your dick to me and check your mail because I send another one!" She giggled.

He huried to the inbox again. Another mail! Transfer. Delete. Open. It was a picture of her. Smiling beautiful at him. Perfect red lips. Killereyes. So sexy!

"Now mail me Peter! Add that picture and your mobile phonenumber. Hurry it boy. Don't make me wait!"

"Yes Miss. Yes. Let me get my phone to make that picture. One minute please". He had to reach into the innerpocket of his jacket, pullng the phone out.

"I am sure you have speakerphone Peter. Put me on speaker! Do it now. I want you to be able to make a picture while you are wanking and you need two hands for that! Or should I ask you secretary to help you?" She laughed loud. "Am I on speaker yet Peter?!"

God she was scary. But how could he say no to her? "Yes Miss. Making the picture now!"

"Good boy!" Her rich dark voice filled the room. "Now wank that cock for me and make a picture of it! And maybe next time I will ask you for a short video or maybe a face to face chat on skype! Get skype on your computer Peter!"

He was sure his secretary next door could hear her. Her voice was so loud and clear. Hurriedly he shot the picture of his dick and copy-pasted it to her first mail. Telephone number. Send.

"I send it Miss.It should be with you". He heard a soft pling and her sigh.

"Such a good boy. Such a hard cock! I love it! I want you hard for me all day Peter!"

He heard some typingsounds. "Check your inbox again Peter. I sent you an award, since you behaved so nicely". She giggled again. "You will love it Peter. You get to spoil me!" She giggled harder and he opened the link in the mail.

http://eu.christianlouboutin.com/nl_en/shop/women/fifi-spikes-nappa.html

"I want these Peter and you are going to buy them for me. Now! I know you want to that for me Peter. Spoil your Mistress. Spoil her beautiful feet. Do you have your credit card there? And keep me on speakerphone! I want you so weak and addicted!"

"Ehh yes Miss. But ..ehhh" . He had checked the price of the beautiful sexy Louboutin heels. €895 for a pair of red soled sexy super high heeled spiked wondershoes.

"No but Peter! Size 37! Click it and add them to the shopping bag!" She gave him no chance. She was in control of his fingers on the keyboard.

"Now check my next mail!" She drove him crazy. His secretary could discover him any minute now! "Use the adress I put in that mail and wank your cock for me! I know how excited you are to spoil me! It excites me too Peter! So much! If you were here I would maybe let you sniff the panties that I am wearing". She moaned hard and he almost orgasmed.

"Do it Peter. Wank while you spoil me. Wank while you put the numbers of your credit card on the site to order the shoes! Are you wanking Peter? Are you paying?"

"Yes Miss, yes" he moaned.

"Owww Peter good boyyy. And you know what? If you had forgotten your credit card, I could have helped with that, because I copied the number!" She laughed hard again.

"Does that scare you Peter? That I know so much about you now? That I control you?"

He couldn't asnwer her.

"Did you finish ordering the shoes Peter?"

"Yes Miss". He felt so strange.

"Thank you Peter for this nice present!. You are such a good boy. I love your addiction to me. And I love that I decided to own you". Her giggle was so beautiful.

"Now Peter, you may choose. I will allow you to cum while I am talking to you and while my beauitful voice drives your perverted mind more and more crazy. Or  ....." she really almost drove him crazy with her giggles. "Or ... you might wait untill you are home. There is a package waiting there for you. It is not big, but I am sure you will love the content. You will love to smell it and you will love to cum for it. Twice a day from now on Peter. Smell my twice a day"

His moan was load and the sound almost scared himself.

"I guess you came Peter?" she didnt giggle, but her voice was amused.

"Yes Miss. Sorry Miss"

"Owww Peter. Don't be sorry. Be proud. This is what you wanted. This is how your life will be. Owned by me. Addicted to me. Spoiling me!" She made a kissing sound. "Now hurrry home Peter before your wife finds the package". And with another kiss, she was gone.

W E A K

I know you are so weak when you see me.

So weak that you probably want to do anything I suggest, just to make me happy. Right?

Oww I don't blame you for being a little weak in the knees. I have been told that I am very intimidating! Because I am not only beautiful, but I am also smart. And I know how to use my beauty to get what I want.

And I know you already put the thought out of your mind of trying something with me. Because you are weak. You are so weak that the only think in your mind now is how to please me and how to keep me smiling.

Isn't that true? Aren't you weak for a Goddess like me?

My leather corset making me so exciting.
My full breasts.
Full lips. Red.

I am your wet dream. Or maybe your wet nightmare. You weak little boy.

You are weak for all of me. For my red lips. My red fingernails. Even for my red toenails.

My eyes that look deep into yours. Reading all your weak thoughts and never letting go of you. Making you weaker and weaker.

How weak are you? Will you do bad things for me? Will you do fun things for me? You want to please me and spoil me. I know! you are weak like that. Weak for my beauty. Weak for my words turning your brain into mush.

That's ok. I have a lot of weak slaves like you under my care. I know just what to do with you. I know just how to care for you. Because I know what you want.

You are such a weak pervert. You are so weak right now, begging with your eyes for my attention and begging in your mind that you can serve me. Thinking in your mind what you would get from me, if you would do this or that for me.

What do you thing you could get?

Do you want to try to impress me?

I think you should try! You can try to impress me.
Try really, really hard to impress me.

It is not an easy task and it shall take some forethought. It is not a spur of the moment thing that impresses me. Especially because you are weak. You will forget what you are doing, when you look at me anyway. Dumb questions will come out of your mouth. You will maybe even drool.

That's ok. You can be weak for me.

But no cumming untill you impressed me!.

You know where to find me! Kiss, kiss!

Pantyhose fetish

Hi boy.

I know you are totally in love with the nylons that I am wearing.
Look how sexy they are.
I just got them.
They are so nice and soft. And they fit so tight!

I know you would love to put your hand on my legs. Feeling the soft hose. You clearly have such a have an insane pantyhosefetish!

You just adore how my legs look in pantyhose.

And you don't have a choice. There is no escape for you.

Im going to force you to jerk off to them. And there is not a thing you can do about it. You are just going to jerk so hard!

And don't try to deny that your cock is not already rockhard! Dying to be stroked.

So just stroke it, while you look at how perfect my pantyhose look. Watch how my hand slides slowly over my legs ... over my hose.

I have been wearing these all day at work and it so good to feel them on my legs. Rubbing my hands all over them.

Feels so good! I know you are rubbing as well. How does that feel? Good as well? Keep doing it! Rub for me. Rub for my legs and pantyhose!

You know you want it so bad. You can't stop wanking when you see me. When you see my legs. You have to wank!

I so love your fetish! And I love to tease you with it. Come jerk off while you stare at my pantyhose. Go faster for me and show me how much you appreciate that you can look at me.

I know you are dying to see my beautiful ass in the hosiery! Shall I turn around for you and lift my skirt a bit?

Hmmm I think your greedy eyes and hard moans tell it all!

Come on then. Take a look at my sweet little ass in the silky soft hosiery. So close to your eyes, but unable to touch it. Ofcourse you are unable to touch it! You need your hands to jerk and wank your hard excited dick!

Hmmmm, but I can touch my soft little ass, while you are staring. Watch my hands slide over my buttocks. So slow, so sexy!

Hmmm how does it smell there? Having worn the pantyhose all day long. How do my feet smell having been in pantyhose and heels all day in the office?

Imagine the smell in your little pervy brain while you wank harder and harder. Imagine bowing over my pretty feet. My pretty feet in pantyhose. Imagine sniffing so hard. Sniffing my feet. Sniffing my pantyhose. Sniff harder and jerk harder!!

You have to obey me, or I will take my nylons away from you!

Smell my feet. Sniff my sweet aroma deep into your nose. The smell is making you so horney!

I know you will come any minute now. Jerk harder for me! I want you to finish quick now! I have other things to do today!

My pantyhosepower over you is so sexy! I love it!

Come on. Keep jerking harder! I want your load all over my nylons! All over my sexy legs.

I know you want this! I know you want to cum all over my legs. I know you want to shoot your sperm on my pantyhose and watch my hands massage your sperm deep into them.

Hmmmm I was sure that image would make you finish and lose your load. Good pantyhoseslutty!

I would love if you would buy me some new pantyhose. Because these are finished. Be a good boy now!