From Panty sniffing to slavery My name is Jeanette, I am 42. I have been single for a number of years; I live in a small block of apartments. My neighbour recently moved and a new family moved in next door. The lady was called Sheila and she had a teenage daughter, Jane. Sheila was a single mum and she would often catch me for a chat in the hall. Sheila was a tall slim lady, good looking with lovely blond hair, I often admired her figure, her bottom being her best feature in my opinion. I have often thought about dating women, living out a long held fantasy but am to shy and nervous to go through with anything, I have had profiles on some dating sites but never get any further than e-mail tennis. I did occasionally fantasize about Sheila and other neighbours, with them finding me naked in my apartment and forcing me to become their lover. Sheila kept herself trim and fit and we often met as she returned from her morning jog or session at the local gym. This only served to fuel my fantasies seeing her hot and sweaty after a workout. One morning as I was taking out the rubbish I heard footsteps behind me, turning there was Sheila. She was in her joggers and slightly flushed as she caught up. "Oh I'm glad I caught you," she said catching her breath, "our washer has broken and the repairman is having to order a part, I don't suppose I could borrow yours to do some urgent laundry?" "Of course Sheila" I replied, "drop it round I will put it on, I am working from home at the moment so I can keep an eye on it" "Thanks Jeanie" she replied, We walked back from the bin area chatting about the weather and stuff. I entered my apartment as Sheila went to hers. "I'll leave the door open" I called "just drop your laundry bag round" I went into the kitchen and filled the kettle, I switched on my laptop and prepared to answer the deluge of e-mails my work generates. After about twenty minutes there was a tap on the door and Sheila came through. She had changed out of her jogging gear into her work skirt and blouse and carried a linen laundry sack with her. "Oh Jeanette, are you sure you don't mind?" she asked opening the front of my washer and pushing her laundry in. "No no thats fine Sheila, after all what are friends for?" I replied,'here let me do that so you don't mess your smart work clothes" I was too late and the linen sack fell in front of the washer "I will see you later Jeanette" she said as she turned to go "Yes, see you" I called as the door closed I picked up the linen sack to hang it over a chair as I picked it up a pair of panties fell onto the floor, I reached down and picked them up, the washer had started its cycle, they were obviously Sheila's as they were still warm and damp with sweat, Sheila must have worn them to jog in this morning. I don't know why but I brought them up to my face and pressed my nose into them. The aroma of her pussy was strong and the gusset was especially damp to the touch. I held them on my face drinking in her aroma, imagining her hot sweaty pussy after her jog "Jeanie?" I jumped in shock seeing Sheila standing at the doorway looking at me. I was too ashamed to speak and she just continued, "Just what are you doing with my dirty panties? Are you sniffing of them?" I started to stammer and told her how sorry I was, and explained I had never set out to sniff her underwear, but that it had been a spur of the moment curiosity thing and only because they had missed going in the washer. "You disgust me" she said with disdain, "what else were you going to do with them? lick them? taste them as you touch yourself? wear them over your nose all day? "No no Sheila, oh I don't know, I wasn't going to do any of those things" I was panicked as I replied. "I think you were, you disgusting pervert, well keep them!" She scolded "I will collect my laundry tonight but in the meantime I need to think about this and our friendship" with that she turned and walked out, I heard the door slam and her footsteps echo down the hall. The washer went onto its spin cycle, I collapsed in a heap on the floor, the panties still in my hand as I sobbed, I had lost my friend and neighbour in a moment of rash curiosity although part of me still found the lure of her panties exciting and I was soon pushing my nose into the gusset taking comfort from the warm smell of urine, sweat and juices from her vagina as my other hand wandered down to my waistline and began to seek out my moistening slit. I threw caution to the wind, draped her panties over my face so that the gusset covered my nose and mouth removed my jeans and panties and kneeling on the floor began to slide the fingers of my right hand in and out of my sopping pussy as the other hand held the gusset of my neighbours panties to my face. I came too quickly, my imagination feeding my desires, my face pressed to Sheila's pussy not the gusset of her panties. I dressed and cleaned up, putting the panties in my pocket; I reasoned she would not want them back after her pervert of a neighbour had touched them. The rest of the day passed un-eventfully, I kept sniffing the panties throughout the day but her scent was beginning to disperse, I kept an apprehensive eye on the clock waiting for the awkward moment when Sheila would return for her laundry. I was fearful of another confrontation, and my anxiety mounted as the time passed, I was sure I heard her get back from work, her daughter usually played sports in the evening and got home later than her mother. I was hoping to get it all over before she came home. I jumped, as there was a knock at the door, I could see Sheila's silhouette through the frosted glass; I swallowed hard and nervously opened the door. Sheila stood there with a bottle of wine and a bunch of flowers, she smiled, "may I come in?" She asked. I almost fainted, I had been so anxious about this moment that I just opened the door stammering, "yes, yes come in " Standing to the side to allow her in. I followed her into the kitchen, she was still dressed in her work clothes and looked very smart, her skirt fitted tightly across her bottom accentuated by the way she walked down my hall, almost as if she was flirting. I followed on still not knowing what to expect; Sheila sat on one of the stools in the kitchen, I stood awkwardly on the other side of the breakfast bar. She placed the wine and flowers down on the worktop. "These are for you, I am sorry about this morning, I had no right, I missed putting those panties in the washer and I assumed to much when I came back in and saw you picking them up" She said looking directly at me. I was dumbstruck, I burst into tears, Sheila came round the breakfast bar and put her arms around me, I sobbed on her shoulder. Her arms tightened round me as she whispered in my ear "There, there, Jeanie, no need to cry, I can't have my little Jeanie upset can I?" She said, I sobbed, "Oh Sheila I am so glad you're not angry with me, I have been so worried all day" "No Jeanie, I'm not angry with you," she murmured. Sheila opened the wine and I fetched two glasses, we stood in the kitchen drinking when I suggested we went and sat in the sitting room, at least we could be comfortable. I sat on the couch and was a little surprised when Sheila sat down next to me. I had a couple of glasses of wine and was feeling relaxed, we chatted about work and washing machines, I agreed to allow Sheila to borrow my washing machine for as long as hers was out of action. Maybe it was a combination of the wine and the emotional roller coaster of a day I had gone through but as I tried to stand up, I came over dizzy and was about to collapse when I felt Sheila's arms around me again as she supported me. "Are you ok Jeanette?" She asked sounding concerned "Yes, I think so" I replied, "I felt a bit faint there, too much excitement" Her hand reached down to my jeans pockets and pulled out her crumpled panties, she brought them to my face and rubbed them on my nose. "Did you sniff my sweaty panties all day Jeanie? did you get off on them?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing; I started sobbing as I murmured, "yes Sheila, I did" Her arms held me tightly; she kissed my ear and asked in a whisper "Does naughty little Jeanie want to sniff my pussy now?" "Oh Sheila, I'm not sure, no, I mean, yes" I stammered "Undress for me first Jeanie, a good slave should be naked for her Mistress" I was lost for words, my imagination was in free fall, I stepped back and began to undress in front of my next-door neighbour. As my own panties fell to the floor, Sheila stood up and circled me. She stopped behind me and reached round me, her hands cupping my breasts before gently teasing my hardening nipples. I could feel her breathe on my neck as Her hands moved down over my tummy and her fingers combed through my light brown pubic hair, she easily slid her fingers in-between my moist lips easily, probing my vagina entrance; my wetness was all too evident. She worked her finger in and out more forcefully; each time the wetness seemed more. She knew what to she was doing fingering inside my vagina with some fingers and yet was massaging my clitoris with another. I could feel an orgasm building. "Do you like this Jeanie?" she asked "Feels like you like it, you're so wet down there. I bet you're a secret subby dyke aren't you?" she continued, rubbing my clitoris harder, fingering me faster as she was talking to me. "Tell me how much you like it you Jeanie" she said loudly, "tell me or I'll stop" she threatened. I was gasping for breathe partly from then overwhelming pleasure and partly from the shock of ease with which Sheila took control of me. Her fingers found my clitoris and that's when I lost control with an approving nibble of my ear she held her fingers under my nose. "Do you like the smell of cunt Jeanie?" She whispered "Mmmm" was all I could answer. "Very good Jeanie, now on your knees and take a good sniff at my gusset as you pull my panties down" She whispered. I turned and knelt in front of her, Sheila wriggled as her skirt fell to the floor and I slid my fingers into the waistband of her lace panties, the dark shadow of her pubic mound was clearly visible through the thin lace panel as I slid them down her smooth legs. As her panties came away I pushed the gusset through and rubbed it under my nose. I looked up, I was face to face with her pussy, I stared at the neat hair triangle, all flattened by a day trapped in panties, I had never been this close to another woman's intimate areas before, I opened my mouth and moved my head forward to kiss her pubis "That's good Jeanie, good slut, take a good look, push that lovely little nose of yours in there, take a deep breath, does it smell as good as my panties?" She hissed. "Suck and lick it for me; I'm going to cum in your mouth and on your pretty little face, don't make me wait any longer" I did as I was told, inhaling her scent as I pushed my face into her delicious pussy, my lips kissing her hairy mound as I poked out my tongue to taste my first pussy. As my tongue touched her she grabbed hold of my hair and pulled me tighter against her pussy. She rubbed herself against my face, humping my head as she held it tight into her crotch. My nose and mouth were forced into her moist hairy pussy, the force of her hairy crotch rubbing on my face making my skin tingle. "Mmmm. Mmmm" was all I could say as Sheila forced my face into her rapidly moistening pussy. She relaxed her grip and I started to lick around her clitoris before taking it between my lips and sucking. She started to buck her hips again her grip tightening, as her orgasm was hard and continuous. I was covered in her cum, relishing the taste and scent of her juices. I continued to kiss her pussy as she gradually relaxed. As Sheila released my head and stepped back I looked up into her eyes, she said, "turn round and stick your bum in the air, I want to watch you get yourself off as you sniff my panties." My already flushed face went even redder as I pulled her panties over my face, positioning the gusset over my cum covered nose before turning and exposing my pussy to her. I began to rub my clit; it wasn't long before I was moaning, feeling my climax building. "Stop there and wait a moment" I heard Sheila say. I did as she ordered; I heard her in the kitchen and then something cool and hard touched my anus. Sheila had got a carrot from the kitchen and was inserting it into my bottom. I had never had anything in there and in my aroused state it felt so good I found myself bucking and pushing back moaning and gasping as it invaded my bottom. "Right" she said, "fuck yourself with that in with one hand and rub your cunt with the other" I was so humiliated, kneeling with my face in her panties while exposing myself and degrading myself on her command, needless to say I was so wet I soon started to feel the tumultuous climax building within me as I orgasmed in front of her with a carrot up my bottom and my fingers in my pussy. "Turn round now Jeanie but keep that carrot in your ass and kneel in front of me" Sheila ordered, I did as I was told and found myself staring at her pussy again, I started to lean forward to put my face against it, she put her hand on my forehead to stop me, "No Jeanie, first lets establish a few things" she said calmly. I looked up at her sweet smiling face "wwwhat things" I stammered. "Well" she said "After what you have just done, do you want to be my little sub by slut Jeanie" "Err, I don't know, what do you mean Sheila?" I stammered "Jeanie, I like you, I know you like women, I have seen your adverts, I need a slutty little sub to keep my pussy licked, someone who is obedient and accessible and I can keep secret from Jane" she continued, "Are you willing to be that sub slut, to do as your told, to be used for my pleasure first and maybe serve selected friends?" I thought it over for a minute, my pussy moistening at the thought of slavery to Sheila. "Yes I will give it a try" I replied "Mistress". Sheila had me put up a profile on a web site, I posted updates about my depraved activities so that others could comment, I posted photographs of my activities, which also proved popular. I spent most mornings sucking Sheila's sweaty pussy after her morning jog and then serving her in the evening after work. She bought sex toys which she used ion me and some bondage gear to further humiliate me. I was often found legs held apart by a spreader bar, hand-cuffed with a butt plug in my bottom licking her anus and begging to be fucked by her strap on. I was settling into my new routine as Sheila's personal sex slave, I enjoyed the attention my posts received from other domme lesbians on the internet site Sheila had me upload pictures and details to and Sheila in turn enjoyed taking some of the depraved ideas posted by others and subjecting me to her interpretation. She One afternoon there was knock at the door, I opened it and there stood Jane, "Hi Jane, anything wrong" I asked, "College has closed some water leak or something" She replied "And I forgot my keys, can I crash here for the afternoon?" "Yes of course Jane come on in" I replied. She was wearing her netball uniform and as she dumped her bag in the hall, she nipped past me and into the toilet. I went into the kitchen, Sheila's laundry was done and I put the bag by the door. "Do you want a drink Jane?" I called down the hall. "Yes please coke if you've got it" came the reply. I turned back into the kitchen and had just poured her coke when I heard the flush and the door close; I turned just as Jane came into the kitchen. She was swinging a pair of her panties round her finger, which she dropped in front of me on the floor. I looked at her shocked; did she know about her mother and me? "Well Jeanie" she mused, "Gonna pick them up and smell them? I wore them for netball all morning, they're all hot and sweaty!" "Sorry Jane?" I replied, "What do you mean?" "Here's the deal" she continued, "I know what mum caught you doing, I know that you like women, I know you are mums slut. So I think you should serve us both. Only its gonna be our secret; if I find out you've told mum you'll be banged up with all the other pedophile's in prison and suck cunt for the rest of you sentence." she paused weighing me up, I stood there wide eyed "So are you going to pick up my panties Jeanie?" I blushed deep red as I knelt down and picked up her still warm panties, the uncontrollable urge to hold them to my nose took over. I had fantasized about Jane's young pussy and how it would smell and taste and had searched their laundry for her panties. "God, you're so disgusting" she said, "No wonder mum has you sucking her cunt. Now put them over your face like you do with mums and strip slut!" I pulled her panties over my face, the gusset was warm and damp with her sweat and urine but I was in heaven as the aroma filled my nostrils, I stripped in front of a seventeen year old girl and stood arms at my sides head bowed in front of her. "Good slut" she said, "now look at me". She stepped back and started to undress, I went to look away but she repeated her order for me to look at her. I watched her take her tracksuit top off, I watched her take her gym shirt off, and I watched her remove her netball skirt. She was standing in front of me naked except for her panties and bra. The panties were red lace and very small, her bra was a push up which made her breasts seem quite big "Come here" she commanded. "Sit up on the work top" I walked slowly towards her as ordered and sat up on the breakfast bar. She stepped forward and squeezed my nipples, they were already hard, she smiled and seemed quite pleased, "nice tits Jeanie" she commented as her fingers circled my aureoles before she traced a line down my tummy toward my crotch. "spread 'em" she ordered as her hands reached my pubis mound, ruffling through my pubic hair toward my already wet pussy. She probed the outer lips of my pussy with a finger, with drew it glistening, sniffed it then pushed it into my bottom, "that went in easy Jeanie didn't it" she said, "mum been stuffing you up there too?" "Yes she has" I replied meekly trying to contain myself and not squirm too much. "Yes she has what?" Jane asked sternly, "Yes your mother has used my bottom mistress Jane" I replied blushing and squirming. "That's better" Jane responded before removing her finger and pushing it into my mouth to be cleaned. I obediently sucked her finger clean. " Not bad for an old slut, now stand before me again" I slid off the worktop and stood arms by my side in front of her. "Take off my bra and knickers" she ordered. I stepped forward there seemed no sense in trying not to do anything other than what I am told. I stood in front of her, inches away and reached around to unhook her bra, and she grabbed my hands and placed them both on her breasts. "Slowly Jeanie, slowly" she said as I lowered her bra to free her breasts she stopped my hands from leaving her breasts; making them linger on them, her tender young nipples hard to the touch felt so nice as my hands caressed them. She looked at me "Now my knickers Jeanie" she ordered. I lowered my hands from her breasts down to her waist. I hooked my fingers in her panties and pulled them down, because Jane is slightly smaller than me; I had lower myself down at the same time of lowering her panties. As her panties slid free from her crotch, I looked at her vagina. She was shaved so smooth! "Mmmmm now you're down there Jeanie slut, push your face in, take a deep breath and get licking" she said from above me. I did as instructed; I Explored her shaven sex with my tongue, it felt so different to her mothers, so smooth. She had me lick and suck her pussy to orgasm before she let me stop. She then demanded to be shown the sex toys her mother had brought, the butt plug and vibrator, strap-on dildo, handcuffs and leg-spreader. She handcuffed me as I knelt in front of her then she turned round and held her cheeks apart and made me lick her smooth hairless pink asshole until it was slippery enough for me to push my tongue in and properly rim her. I tongue fucked her asshole until my tongue was so fatigued I could hardly speak. Mistress Jane then selected a butt plug which she made me beg her to insert, she then made me fasten the strap-on dildo round her waist and suck it as if it were a real cock before mounting me. She fucked me with her mothers strap on dildo, she fucked me backwards, she fuckedmeasIwas ontopofher,andshefuckedmeasshewasontopofme. She new how to humiliate me and how this made me cum. Every time I had an orgasm, I had to lick her pussy, it was difficult because she still had on the dildo fixed to her so I was licking my own juice off the plastic cock as well as licking her pussy. After my third orgasm, she told me she wanted me to be her sex slave as well as her mums. Breathlessly I agreed that I would serve her as her slave and keep it secret from my other Mistress, her mother. I hope you enjoyed my story, I will write more Feedback welcome Jeanieslave@outlook.com Jeanie