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 Dominating Ken - Part 1 The Online Encounter A thread of e-mails quickly
blossoms into an erotic relationship of domination and humiliation between
Ken and Karena.  Karena develops a growing need for power and control while
Ken finds himself drawn into a state of submission and inferiority.

   Ken anxiously opened his e-mail to see if Karena had responded to his
feedback.  The night before Ken had spent hours skimming through her
website and reading her erotic stories.  Karena was the main character in
most of her stories, which were centered on BDSM.  Her stories evoked
strong erotic emotions in Ken.  So much emotion that Ken had quietly
stroked his cock while reading them.  Karena's character was a slut slave
in one story, a mistress in another and a seductive tigress in another
story.  She bowed down to her master, she controlled other women, and
controlled other men.  Ken found all of the stories to be well written and
very erotic.  He knew the stories were fictional, but he couldn't help feel
that he was getting to know Karena through her stories.

   The story that appealed to him the most was a story about how she
dominated an older man, humiliated him and forced him to serve her and
please her.  The story was called "Controlling John." It was this story
that sent him over the edge.  He stroked his cock until it could take no
more and with loud moans his cock exploded and filled his hands with warm
cum.

   It was this excitement and reward that compelled Ken to give Karena
feedback on her stories and so he wrote, "Loved your stories.  They were
very erotic and exciting.  I have to admit that I masturbated to
'Controlling John.' Thanks for the great stories.  I can't wait to read
more."

   Ken was not sure what her reaction would be.  He had provided feedback
to authors many times before.  Sometimes he would get replies thanking him
for the feedback and sometimes he would get no replies.  One time his
feedback led to a brief relationship where a woman dominated him through
e-mail.  However after a few weeks she mysteriously disappeared without a
trace, leaving Ken disappointed and wanting more.

   Deep down, Ken was hoping his e-mail to Karena would lead to a similar
relationship.  He knew the chances of that happening were slim, but his
eyes lit up when he saw an e-mail from her.  He read the email.  "Hi Ken.
Thanks for the feedback.  It's very exciting for me to know that you got
off reading my stories.  Did you cum reading how I controlled John?  I just
love it when a man is at my beck and call <smile>.  Have you ever served a
woman before?"

   Ken couldn't believe what he was reading.  Not only did she respond to
him, but she was also initiating him in conversation and talking dirty.  He
wasn't going to let this moment pass.  He thought about his previous online
mistress and wrote,

   "Yes I did cum <blush>.  It was exciting to read how you controlled
John. I did have a short (3 week) relationship where a woman dominated me
online.  It was great, but then she suddenly stopped sending me e-mails. 
Have you ever dominated someone online?"

   John clicked the send button.  His cock was hard and throbbing in his
pants at the excitement.  He gripped his cock, enjoying the warm tight
feeling.  Then his email beeped and he looked up to see another e-mail from
Karena.  His heart skipped a beat at the realization that she was online.
Over the next half hour Ken and Karena talked through email.

   "Yes.  I have controlled both men and women online.  Tell me about your
past experience.  What did she make you do?" Karena was lying.  She had
never dominated anyone.  She just wanted to have some fun with Ken.  She
thought it might give her some ideas for a new story.

   "She made me do many things.  I had to buy a dog collar and leash and
wear them while I was online with her.  I had to buy girl panties and wear
them.  She even made me eat my own cum (I can't believe I did it)."

   "Did you like your cum?  When was the last time you tasted it?"

   "Even though I was alone, it was humiliating for me to eat my own cum.
It wasn't as bad as I thought.  I was surprised that my cock grew hard
while I was eating it.  It excited me to know that I was doing something so
humiliating for her.  I have not tasted my cum since I last talked to her,
which was about 4 weeks ago."

   "Poor little boy <frown>.  You must be craving to taste it again.  If
you're a good little boy for me I'll let you taste some tonight.  I bet
you'd love that wouldn't you?  I bet your cock is hard and dripping right
now.  Stroke it for me while you tell me more.  What did she make you do
with your dog collar?"

   Ken was already stroking his cock when he opened Karena's e-mail.  His
heart pounded with nervousness as he read her words.  He couldn't believe
how aggressive she was.  It was evident that she was taking control of the
situation.  Ken's submissive nature immediately surfaced and he was elated
at the thought of obeying Karena.  He did not want to upset her so he typed
as fast as he could

   "I'll be good I promise.  My cock his very hard and I am stroking it.  I
am so horny right now.  I don't like to eat my cum, but I'd love to eat it
for you if that would please you <smile>.  After I purchased my collar my
mistress made me get a tag engraved with her name on it.  Having her name
attached to my neck made my submissiveness seem so much more real.  Knowing
that someone owned me really turned me on.  The first night I put it on I
masturbated like crazy.  My mistress also made me fuck my girl friend
doggie style and imagine that it was her that was fucking my girlfriend
with a dildo.  I came so hard that night!"

   "You are such a doggie slut.  You must be so lonely without a master.  I
bet you'd love to wear your collar for me.  Wouldn't you like to have my
name on your collar?  Wouldn't you like me to train you and keep you as my
own little puppy?  If you beg me, maybe I'll take you in.  How's that cock
doing?"

   Ken could hardly contain his excitement.  He had to stop stroking his
cock because he was becoming too aroused and he did not want to cum just
yet.  The thought of being owned by Karena made his cock throb and pulse.
He couldn't wait to start begging.  "Please!  Please!  Be my master
Mistress Karena.  I'm on my knees begging to you.  My cock is real hard. 
I'm about to explode."

   "More begging and reply faster!  Will you do as I say?"

   "Yes.  Please train me.  I'll do whatever you want!"

   "Don't mess with me doggie boy.  Will you be my slut?  Will you give me
control of your cock?  Are you willing to be my little hand puppet?  My
dirty boy"

   Ken was soo excited.  He was not sure of the meaning of everything that
she was asking, but he replied anyway.  He was willing to let her do
whatever she wanted.  "Yes I am serious.  I am your slut, your hand puppet
and your dirty boy.  You can control my cock and do whatever you want with
it"

   Karena's words came back fast and demanding, "Okay slut.  Keep stroking
MY cock but do not cum.  Tomorrow, get a new tag for your collar and have
it engraved with the words 'Karena's pet.' Do you still have your panties?
Put them on now!  You have 5 minutes!  When you are ready, describe them to
me."

   Ken was thankful that he kept the panties.  He jumped out of his chair
and ran to his bedroom closet.  He pulled a shoebox down from the top shelf
and ran back to the computer with it.  Ken opened the box lid and scanned
his assortment of panties.  He picked out his favorite pair and slid them
on.  They were purposely small, compliments of his previous mistress.  He
pulled the small garment over his balls and cock as best as he could.  The
soft girlish material sent shivers through his cock.  Quickly he described
them to her.

   "I am wearing my panties now.  They are pink nylon with pink and white
ribbons on each side.  They are girls size 12/14."

   "Oohhh.  Little girlie panties.  I bet you felt like such a pervert
buying them.  Tell me about your shopping experience princess.  Keep
stroking my cock while you do this.  Are you ready to cum little girl?  Do
you like being my princess"?

   Ken nearly lost it when Karena called him a princess and little girl. 
He didn't know why it turned him on so much.  The thought of being her
princess, the thought of being treated so child like and feminine melted
all sense of reality in his mind.  There were a lot of things he could not
explain.  Prior to meeting his first online mistress he had never thought
much about wearing panties but now he was becoming infatuated with them. 
He described his feelings to Karena.

   "Mistress Karena, I love being your princess.  My panties are so soft
and feminine.  They feel incredible against your cock.  I am so horny.  I
am ready to explode!  I was very nervous about buying the panties.  When I
agreed to wear panties, I had no idea my mistress would order me to go to a
department store and buy little girl panties.  A guy shopping at Victoria's
Secret is not so unusual.  However, it is rare to find a guy perusing the
teenage panty selection in a department store.  I was ordered to buy 5
pairs sizes 14 - 16.

   I have to admit that buying little girl panties made the task seem so
much more taboo and exciting.  It took me about 10 minutes in the parking
lot to calm myself down.  When my erection finally subsided, I went into
the store and found the teens section.  I was extremely nervous and
paranoid that everyone knew what I was doing.  Thankfully the department
was empty.  After a few minutes of searching, I found a table with a
variety of panties displayed.  I wanted to just grab 5 pairs and go, but I
had to make sure I got the right sizes.  I began to sort through the
panties.  They were soft and delicate.  I'm embarrassed to say that my cock
started swelling in my pants right in the store.  I had to fight hard not
to get an erection.  After a few minutes of sorting through the panties I
discovered that there was no size 14-16.  I had to buy either size 12/14 or
14/16.  I assumed this was a test from my mistress or maybe the store just
had odd sizes.  I was glad that I actually went through with the task
instead of lying about buying panties.  I picked out a few pairs in each
size and headed to the cashier.

   The cashier was a young girl, probably a college student at the nearby
university.  I couldn't help but think that she knew why I was buying the
panties.  Especially since I was buying different sizes and different
styles.  I'm certain that I was blushing from embarrassment when she was
ringing my order.  I could even feel perspiration on my forehead from my
nervousness.  What really surprised me is that as I walked away from the
counter my cock instantly grew hard.  I had to hold the shopping bag in
front of me to hide the large bulge in my pants.  The whole experience was
such a rush for me.  By the time I reached my car I had a large wet spot on
the front of my pants.  I wanted to masturbate so bad, but I knew my
mistress wouldn't like that so I restrained my emotions."

   After Ken sent the e-mail he saw that there were two new messages from
Karena.  The first one read, "Where are you slut?" The second message was
"Still waiting...  I'm losing patience."

   Ken was in a panic after reading the messages and realizing that it had
been 15 minutes since Karena had first ordered him to describe his shopping
experience.  He didn't realize how much time he spent typing the e-mail.  .
He did not want to upset his new Mistress.  Quickly he sent a reply.

   "Sorry mistress.  It took me a long time to write my response.  Please
forgive me."

   Her reply was instant.  "We'll have to work on your typing doggie boy.
You've wasted enough of my time tonight.  I'll have to read your
long-winded response another time.

   As punishment you may not cum tonight.  Keep my cock in your little
panties for the rest of the night.  If you want to cum (and I know you do)
get up at 5:00 am and start stroking my cock.  I want you to stroke my cock
for 5 minutes and then rest for 5 minutes.  Keep doing this until 5:30 am.
At 5:30 get online get on your knees and start begging me for release.  I
might just let you cum.  Bye."

   Karena sent her e-mail and logged off.  The truth was that she was glad
for his long detailed e-mail.  She printed it out and took it into her
bedroom.  Ken was not the only one that was hot and horny.  Karena got in
bed and read his e-mail.  Her left hand slid beneath her silk nightgown and
found its way into her wet pussy.  She closed her eyes and imagined what
Ken looked like.  She imagined him in bed with his cute little panties and
a raging hard on.  She imagined him being frustrated all night and on the
verge of cumming from thinking about her.  She liked the thought of
controlling his orgasm and ordering him around.  Her thoughts suddenly
dissipated at the approach of an intense orgasm.  Her fingers pushed deep
into her pussy, her muscled tensed, and she let out several high-pitched
moans.  Then she relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.

   Karena's thoughts were not far from reality.  Ken was on the verge of
orgasm and could not believe that Karena was not going to let him cum.  He
wanted to jack off anyway, but then he calmed down and decided to follow
her orders.  Although she was not there in person, he wanted her dominance
to be as real as possible.  Ken spent most of the night with a hard on.  He
was extremely horny from wearing the smooth panties and could not keep his
mind off of what had happened.  Several kinky and perverted fantasies
played out in his head as he thought about what she would make him do.

   He finally managed to fall asleep around 2:00 am only to be awoken a few
hours later by his pestering alarm.  It was no surprise that he had a
morning erection.  Like a good slave, he followed Karena's instructions to
a T.  Lying in bed he stroked his cock for 5 minutes and then rested for 5
minutes.  He was so horny that after the first 5 minutes he was on the
verge of cumming.  By the time 5:30 came around, he was desperate for
release.  All he could think of was cumming, so it was easy to beg.  He
logged onto his computer, got on his knees and started typing.

   "Good morning Mistress Karena.  I am extremely horny from last night.  I
really need to cum.  Please let me cum.  Please!  Please!"

   Ken waited in anticipation for her response.  Finally after a few long
minutes it came.  "Are you wearing panties?  Are you on your knees?  Did
you sleep well in your panties?  A little more begging doggie boy."

   "Yes and yes.  I wore my panties all night.  I did not sleep well
because I was so horny.  All I could think about was you and how exciting
it is to be your doggie boy and to please you.  Please let me cum.  I will
be so good for you.  Please!"

   Karena laughed out loud at his pleading.  She could tell he was
desperate.  She decided to give him release, but not without a little fun.

   "Do you want to be a slut and do slutty things for me?  Are you ready to
show me how much of a slut you can be?  Are you my slut boy?  Beg like you
mean it!"

   It seemed the more she asked of Ken, the more he wanted to do for her.
He wanted to please her.  He wanted to be a slut.  He felt a strong urge to
do kinky and perverse things for his mistress.  "Yes.  Please!  I am your
slut boy.  I want to do slutty things for you.  I am on my knees typing and
my cock is so hard.  If you were here now I would kiss your feet.  Please
let me do slutty things for you.  Please let me cum!"

   "Mmmm.  I like little boys at my feet.  That's where you belong.  You
have been a good dog boy.  It pleases me to know that you thought about me
all night.  Be a good pet and fetch another pair of your panties dog boy.
Wrap them around your little cock and use them to masturbate.  Better get
the larger size, because your going to have a lot of cum.  I want you to
cum all over the inside of the crotch.  Don't spill any or you'll be
licking it up!  Let me know when you are done.  You have 5 minutes <LOL>."

   5 minutes was not going to be an issue for Ken.  He pulled a pair of
plain purple panties out of his box of panties.  They were girls' size 16
and the fabric was a smooth soft nylon.  He placed the crotch of the
panties over the tip of his cock and pushed the remaining fabric down
around his cock.  He gripped his panty-covered cock firmly and began to
masturbate.  The nylon was smooth and felt incredible against his over
sensitive cock.  Almost immediately cum started squirting out of his cock.
Globs of cum covered the small and narrow crotch.  By the time he was done,
the insides of the panties were completely covered in his goo.  In less
than two minutes he was typing his reply.

   "I'm done mistress.  Thank you soo much.  There was a lot of cum.  It
was fantastic.  Thank you!"

   "Soo fast slut!  You are such a pervert, cumming into little girlie
panties.  You need to learn to control that pathetic little cock.  We'll
work on that later.  You've got a punishment to finish young lady.  I want
you to put on the panties that are filled with your cum.  Pull them up nice
and tight around your balls so you can feel the mess that you made.  Wear
them to work today just like that.  Understand?"

   Mistress Karena's continuous references to Ken as a little girl were
eating away at his mind.  Ken was beginning to think of himself as a little
girl.  It was a very strange feeling.  His cock twitched at the
perverseness of what was going on.  Although Ken wanted to please Karena,
he did not really want to wear the dirty panties.  "Mistress.  Please don't
make me do that.  I don't want to sit in my cum all day."

   "Why not?  Is it disgusting?"

   "Yes."

   "Well then maybe I shouldn't let you cum again.  Is that what you want
sweetie?"

   "No.  Of course not!"

   "Well then show me what a good little slut your are and pull up your
dirty panties.  I bet your little girl cock is hard right now, isn't it
sweetie?  You really do like wearing your cum panties for me don't you?"

   Ken didn't want to upset his mistress so he reluctantly pulled up his
cum filled panties.  Miss Karena knew him too well.  By the time the soaked
panties were pulled up tight around his balls, his cock was hard as a rock.
Ken experienced a confusion of emotions.  He felt so dirty and humiliated,
yet he was extremely aroused.  For some strange reason he was enjoying
being forced to wear panties and forced to sit in his own cum.  In defeat
he replied to Miss Karena

   "O.K.  Mistress.  My panties are on.  They are very wet and sticky and
you are right, my cock is hard."

   "Of course it is hard.  That's because you are a horny slut and you are
my dirty girl boy.  You are a hand puppet that will do anything to please
me, isn't that right slut?  Let's get you into a routine.  You must wear
your panties all day at work.  You may change into a clean pair before you
go to bed tonight.  I want you in panties everyday this week, got it?

   Throughout the week I will give you little tasks or assignments to do.
Each night before 9:00 you will send me an e-mail describing how your
assignment went and how you felt doing the assignment.  Make sure you are
wearing panties and stroking your cock while you are typing.  No cumming
unless I say so!

   Every morning at 5:00 am you will get up and put your collar on with my
name on it.  Keep those panties on too.  You will get on your hands and
knees like a dog and begin to stroke your cock: 5 minutes of stroking and 5
minutes of rest.  No cumming!  At 5:30 check your e-mail for your daily
assignment.  Understand?"

   Ken found himself feeling more submissive and excited as he read Miss
Karena's e-mail.  She was much more demanding than his first mistress.  Ken
was not a morning person.  The idea of getting up a 5:00 am did not appeal
to him but he was committed to making this relationship work.  He replied
back to Karena, thanking her for being his Mistress and agreeing to her
routine.

   PART 2

   Ken dressed in casual attire at work.  That morning he chose black
khakis' and a gray polo shirt to wear.  He figured the dark pants would
hide his excitement and any dampness that might seep through the panties.
During the drive to work, Ken's cock remained hard and throbbing.  He had
never worn panties out in public before and the danger of being discovered
thrilled him.

   A combination of tiredness and horniness made it hard for Ken to
concentrate at work.  He was a graphic designer and spent most of his day
behind a computer in his office.  However, on this day, he spent little
time doing graphic design and a lot of time daydreaming.  He had a constant
hard-on throughout the day from thinking about Miss Karena and what she
would make him do over the next few days.  By 10:00 am he noticed a wet
spot on his pants from precum.  He snuck into the men's room and did his
best to dry the spot.  Throughout the rest of the day Ken struggled with
controlling his erotic thoughts and daydreams.  It was an impossible task
and he was constantly trying to dry his pants.  Finally at the end of the
workday, with little accomplished, he slipped away and into his car.  He
could hardly wait to tell Miss Karena about his day.

   Karena logged on at 7:30 pm and an email from Ken was already waiting
for her.  She chuckled at his eagerness.  An hour and a half before the
deadline.  He must be really horny and desperate she thought.  He was very
detailed in his descriptions.  Karena's pussy quivered as she read about
how he was a horny dog all day and could not stop thinking about pleasing
and obeying her.  She was pleased at his obedience and she could tell that
he was becoming very submissive to her.  The last few lines of the e-mail
were nothing but him thanking her and begging to be allowed to cum.  She
also chuckled to herself at his desperateness.  She was amused at the wet
spot on his pants.  With that in mind, she typed up his assignment for the
next day and put it in her tickler file to send at 5:30 am.

   At 5:30 the next morning, while Karena was sound asleep, Ken received
her e-mail.  His cock was hard and throbbing and dripping from cum from his
morning masturbation routine that Miss Karena ordered him to do.  He was
praying that he would be allowed to cum.  Her e-mail read:

   "Poor little girl, did you wet your panties?  Does mommy need to spank
you for not controlling yourself?  <LOL>."

   Ken's cock twitched at how she spoke to him like a little girl.  He
continued to read.

   "You are quite a horny baby girl aren't you?  Is that all you can think
about is cumming?  After sitting in your cum all day aren't you sick of it?
You really are a dirty boy.  Only a pathetic man would do something so
disgusting.  You must really love cum.  Yes, you're my little cum boy.  I
will let you cum later today.  First I want you to get dressed for work. 
Since you are having a little problem with wetting your pants, I want you
to get some saran wrap and cut out a square - 2" on each side.  That should
be enough to cover your little cock head and cum hole.  You get the idea.
Use a pink ribbon to hold the saran wrap on.  Tie it in a pretty bow for
Mistress Karena.  This should keep that nasty precum from seeping out. . 
If you have to remove the saran wrap to pee, then I want you to lick it
clean.  Get all that cum off before you put it back on.

   After lunch today you may cum.  I want you to do it in your office cum
boy.  That's right slut.  I want you to stand in your office in your pretty
teenage panties and wank away.  When you are ready to cum, catch it in your
hand so that you can eat it all up.  We don't want your co-workers
discovering your dirty little secret so make sure you lick up any cum that
spills.  Let me know how it tastes cum boy...  and you better tell me that
you loved it!  Don't bother wasting my time by replying to this email now.
I'll await your e-mail tonight."

   Ken was frustrated that he could not cum right away.  He was certain
that Miss Karena was going to let him cum in the morning.  Now he had to
wait until the afternoon.  He wasn't even sure if he could go through with
the task of doing it in his office.  He just had to wait and see.

   The Saran Wrap was a great idea.  Ken went to the kitchen and cut out a
small square just as he was instructed.  Luckily he had some pink ribbon
left over from gifts that he had wrapped earlier in the year.  With a
swollen cock, the square of saran wrap covered just the head of his cock.
Ken tied the pink ribbon below his cock head, securing the saran wrap in
place.  He tied it in a cute bow as instructed.  Ken looked down at his
cock and thought it looked silly.  The pink bow made him feel a little more
feminine and added to his aroused state.

   At work it became increasingly harder for Ken to concentrate on his
duties.  All he could think about was his mistress and the perverted things
she was making him do.  Ken couldn't believe how far he was letting this
game go.  He was a normal guy with a successful career and a normal life. A
few months ago he would never have guessed that he would have a pink bow
tied around his cock and would be wearing panties, especially little girl
panties.  The thought of eating cum would have never even crossed his mind.
Yet, here he was in panties and a bow and his cock was hard all morning. 
At least the Saran Wrap had stopped the precum from seeping through to his
pants, or "wetting his panties" as Miss Karena called it.

   About mid morning Ken had to pee.  He spent five minutes behind his
desk, willing his hard-on to go away.  Finally when it shrunk to an
acceptable size, Ken made his way to the bathroom.  Thankfully no one was
using the restroom.  He went into s stall so that no one would see him. 
Ken unzipped his pants and his cock popped out and instantly grew hard. 
The panties were so small they barely covered his balls and the base of his
hard cock.  The Saran Wrap was drenched in precum and easily slid off the
tip of his cock.  Ken held the moist plastic to his mouth and licked away
like a kid licking the chocolate off a candy wrapper.  He felt a little
ashamed thinking about what he was doing, but he could not stop himself
from obeying Mistress Karena's orders.

   Peeing with a hard-on is no easy task.  Ken spent the next 5 minutes
trying to get his cock to shrink.  He thought about sports and some of his
favorite songs.  A stream of gooey liquid escaped the tip of his cock and
dripped into the toilet as it shrunk.  Finally he was able to pee.  He
replaced the plastic wrap over his cock head and retied the pink bow. 
Tying the pink bow reminded him of his mistress and how she referred to him
as her little girl.  By the time Ken pulled his panties up, his cock was
hard again.  Ken didn't realize the sexual teasing he would endure just
from going to the bathroom.  He wished he could make himself cum right
there and end the torture.  Instead he tried to get his mind off all sexual
thoughts in order to alleviate his hard-on.  Eventually he calmed down and
made his way back to his office.  Ken could not believe that it had been a
half hour since he first left to go pee.  He couldn't wait to jerk off and
cum in his office in the afternoon.

   To prevent an embarrassing situation from "popping" up, Ken avoided
people as much as possible.  He ate his lunch in his office with the door
shut, so as not to be disturbed.  Ken's balls were swollen and ready to
burst.  He could not wait much longer to cum so he wolfed down his food. 
When the last crumb was in his mouth he checked the door to ensure it was
locked and lowered the shades in his office.  His chest was thumping hard
at the excitement and fear of being caught.  He quickly lowered his pants,
slid his panties down to his thighs, and removed the plastic from his cock
head.  The Saran Wrap had sealed in his precum, leaving his cock head
lubricated.  Ken used his fingers to massage the wetness into his cock. 
Each stroke of his hand caused more precum to leak out.  I no time at all
Ken's cock was well oiled.  Heavy breathing and sticky squishing sounds
filled his office.  When Ken felt the surge of orgasm rising from his
balls, he cupped his hand in front of his cock.  The moment of triumph
finally came.  The first squirt was powerful and shot over Ken's hand and
formed a long white streak across the table in his office.  Ken reacted
quickly and caught the rest of the warm spurts in his hand.  The cum was
very liquid and it dripped through his fingers, coating his hand and
falling onto the carpet.  He quickly brought his hand up to his mouth and
slurped down the cum as fast as he could.  Like a good slut he licked his
fingers clean of his creamy goo.  He was glad the he finally had release.

   Ken had slurped the cum down so fast that he did not pay much attention
to the taste.  Miss Karena's e-mail was specific about ordering him to
describe the taste.  Ken suddenly realized how clever Miss Karena was.  It
was humiliating enough to eat his own cum, but to have to describe its
taste added so much more to the humiliation.  Cum was not part of his
normal diet, so he was not sure how to describe it.  He noticed the glob of
cum that splattered on his table.  He bent down and licked it up with his
tongue.  He swished the goo around in his mouth like a wine connoisseur,
savoring the taste.  Ken wrote down on a piece of paper, "Creamy and a bit
salty.  Not too bad."

   Karena logged on at 9:30 and read Ken's recap of the day.  It was very
long and detailed.  She could tell that Ken was following her orders
perfectly because of the detailed descriptions of his actions and his
emotions.  It gave her a sexual rush to know the power she had over Ken. 
She played with her nipples and rubbed her pussy as she read about his
sexual frustration.

   Karena had started toying with Ken just for fun.  She was an avid reader
and writer of bondage and domination stories, but she never practiced it in
real life.  However, she was discovering that the more she toyed and teased
Ken, the more it turned her on.  His humiliation and submissiveness were
stirring up dark desires within her.  She could tell that he was struggling
with the whole feminization idea.  He was obedient but she sensed that he
was confused at his emotions.  Karena had read a lot about female
superiority and the dominance of men.  She knew that his emotions were
typical for a man.  She knew that ultimately men desired to serve women and
be like women.  It was these thoughts and emotions that fueled dominant and
perverse desires in Karena.  She wanted more from Ken.  She had to take
full control of his mind and body.  Karena typed up the next assignment

   "Did you stroke your cock today?  Are you wearing your collar and
panties in the morning?  You have been such a good little cum slut. 
Cumming in your office and eating it....how naughty and nasty!  What would
your co-workers think if they knew about this?  I can tell you love the
taste.  If you're good, I let you have more.

   It pleases me to know that you follow my orders and think about me all
day.  Sounds like you have a little problem keeping that cockypoo down. 
Don't worry slut, since you've been such a good girl, I'm going to help
you. Today I want you to put your panties on and tuck that little cock down
between your legs.  Stuff a sock or handkerchief down there to keep it in
place.  Make it so there is no bulge in your pants.  No standing when you
pee.  I want you sitting down like a little girl, got it!  Don't forget to
put on your saran wrap and pretty ribbon so that you don't wet your
panties.

   Your assignment for today is to go buy a dildo in the shape of a cock.
It better look and feel real.  Describe it to me and e-mail me a copy of
the receipt as proof.  No cumming today.  You need to control those nasty
urges."

   It was 5:30 am and Ken had just finished his masturbation routine.  He
was now stroking his cock and reading Miss Karena's e-mail.  He was happy
that Miss Karena was pleased with his obedience.  His cock twitched knowing
that he was being her good little girl.  When he read her orders about
putting his cock between his legs and sitting down when he peed, his cock
seemed to throb harder.  He couldn't believe that she really wanted him to
act more like a girl.  His masculinity screamed 'No!' but his mind was
already beyond normalcy.  She had an influence over him that was hard to
understand.  Her assignments were so perverse and humiliating, yet so
exciting to Ken.

   Ken's excitement was hard to contain as he got ready for work.  He took
an extra cold shower in order to make his cock shrink so that he could push
it between his legs.  Ken imagined that it was quite a humorous sight to
see him with a bow tied around his shrunken cock, struggling to pull up
tiny pink cotton panties over his thick muscular thighs.  When he finally
pulled them up, he pushed his cock down between his legs.  The gusset of
the panties was so narrow and tiny that his cock poked out the bottom.  Ken
struggled with the panties for a few minutes until he finally managed to
get his cock folded back and balanced perfectly on the narrow cotton strip.
Then he pushed a balled up handkerchief down the front of his panties so
that his cock would stay in place.  He pulled up his pants and stared at
his crotch.  There was no bulge to be seen.

   Ken was impressed at the cleverness of Mistress Karena's idea.  Not only
did it hide his bulge, but also it prevented him from getting an erection.
It was actually quite a torture for Ken.  When he started to walk the sides
of his thighs brushed against his cock, creating a warm stimulating
feeling. Ken's cock started to swell and grow.  His bent cock was like a
kinked hose.  It strained against the tight panties but could not grow.  It
was painful and prevented Ken from getting a hard-on.

   Although it was uncomfortable for Ken, he was able to be more productive
at work.  Whenever erotic thoughts would enter his mind his cock would
start to swell and push against the tight panties.  With no room to grow,
it would become painful for Ken and he would instantly forget about his
erotic thoughts and his cock would shrink again.  Without an erection he
was able to concentrate more on his work.

   Trips to the bathroom were still a major event.  He would enter a stall
and pull down his pants.  The instant he pulled his panties down his cock
would pop out grow into a full erection.  It was as if he had no control
over his cock.  He would remove the pink ribbon and plastic wrap from the
tip of his cock and then spend a few minutes trying to calm himself down so
he could sit down a pee.  Ken was surprised that even without obtaining
full erection, precum found its way onto the saran wrap.  As if Miss Karena
were standing over him and watching him, he would obediently sit there a
lick the plastic wrap clean while he sat and peed.  The thought of him
peeing like a girl in front of his Mistress would excite him and his cock
would start to grow again.  By the time his was done peeing his cock would
be hard and pressing against the cold porcelain on the front of the toilet.
It would take Ken another 10 minutes of concentration and struggling to get
his cock pushed between his legs, complete with the Saran Warp and pink
ribbon.

   On one of his pee trips, Ken's boss sat in the stall next to him. 
Although it was a not out of the ordinary for this to happen, Ken became
very nervous and paranoid about being discovered.  He sat there as quiet as
could be for about 15 minutes until his boss finished his business and
left. Events like this resulted in Ken spending 2 - 3 hours of his workday
in the bathroom.  He hoped nobody at work would notice and question him
about it.

   The workday finally passed without any embarrassing incidents.  Ken
couldn't wait to get home and set his cock free.  On his way home he
stopped at a risqué lingerie & novelty shop to complete his assignment. 
The lingerie store was on his route home and he knew that it carried a
selection of adult toys.  He found the shopping experience to be a bit
embarrassing and humiliating.  He described it in his e-mail to Mistress
Karena that night.

   "Hello Mistress Karena.  As instructed I purchased a dildo that looks
and feels like a real cock.  I could feel my face blush with embarrassment
as I looked over the assortment of dildos.  I was very paranoid that the
workers and customers were staring at me and laughing at a guy shopping for
a dildo.  I did find one that I am sure you will be pleased with.  I can't
believe how realistic it looks.  It is flesh colored and has a realistic
head, shaft, and balls.  It is flexible and feels soft but firm.  It even
vibrates.

   I almost purchased some other items to try and lessen the embarrassment
of walking up to the counter with a rubber penis in my hand, but then I
thought you might be upset if I did that.  I purchased just the dildo.  I'm
sure the cashier got a good laugh from me.  I know I was red with
embarrassment.  I could feel perspiration on my forehead from being so
nervous.  The funny thing is that <blushing> my cock was trying to swell
and grow during the whole shopping experience.  I do not understand this
Miss Karena.  I am not gay but I became so aroused from picking out a
realistic penis.  I guess doing something so humiliating for you is what
excited me.  Thankfully my cock could not grow hard because of the way it
was held between my legs.  I've attached a copy of my receipt to this
e-mail as proof of my purchase."

   Ken re-read his email and then added a few paragraphs describing his
workday.  He thanked Karena for her idea of putting his cock between his
legs.  Ken described how he initially had a hard time getting his cock to
stay between his legs and that it popped out a few times during the day. 
He told her that despite the uncomfort, he was more productive with his
cock between his legs.  He even admitted feeling very feminine without a
bulge in his pants and from having to sit down and pee.  Finally he ended
the e-mail by describing how horny he was and begging for release. 
Satisfied with his e-mail, Ken scanned in a copy of his receipt, attached
it to the message, and hit 'send.'

   Karena was online when Ken sent the message.  It was Wednesday night and
she felt like having a little fun with her slut boy.  She opened the e-mail
and saw that it was a very long detailed accounting of his day.  Karena
wanted to make sure Ken stayed online so she typed a short message.

   "Hello princess.  Quite a long message there.  I'll need a few minutes
to read it.  I want to play so don't go away.  Start stroking that cock
until you hear back from me.  No cumming."

   Ken was elated to get such a quick response and he was even more excited
to know that she wanted to play.  He replied to let her know that he was
there.  "Okay Mistress.  I'm already stroking my cock and will continue to
stroke it until I hear from you.  I am wearing blue cotton panties, size
15. They are sparkly and covered with Teddy's Bears."

   Karena chuckled at his response.  She couldn't believe that a grown man
was so aroused by wearing sparkly pre-teen panties for her.  Before Karena
read the e-mail she opened the attachment to view the receipt.  She knew he
would follow her orders.  The real reason to she wanted the receipt was to
identify the store location and the clerk# that rung up the order.  Karena
thought it would be fun to humiliate Ken by making him repeatedly go back
to the store and buy perverted things from the same clerk.  She made note
of the clerk# to compare against future receipts.  Next she checked the
store location.  Karena felt like she hit the lottery when she discovered
the address of the store was in Atlanta, Georgia.  She only lived an hour
away.  The wheels in her mind started spinning wildly at the opportunities
this presented.  This was only supposed to be an online relationship but
she was becoming addicted to the domination game and she wanted more.  With
Steve living so close there was no doubt in her mind that she had to take
it to the next level and physically dominate and control Steve.  She knew
that Steve was testing the waters online and would be reluctant to a
face-to-face meeting.  She had to carefully build his trust and pull him
into her world.  A plan was already forming in her mind.  Within the next
week or two, Steve would be her little toy to play with and do as she
pleased.

   Ken had been stroking his cock for at least 5 minutes with no response
from Karena.  It had been almost 2 full days since he had an orgasm. 
Normally this was not a big deal.  However, with all the masturbating and
perverse things that he was doing, he was extremely horny.  All he could
think about was cumming.  His swollen cock was pulsing and twitching in his
hands.  He felt an orgasm building and so he stopped stroking in order to
calm down.  Then a message came through.

   "Still stroking that cock slut?"

   "Yes mistress.  I did have to stop for a minute to calm down but I am
stroking it now."

   Karena was impressed with his honesty but she remained firm.  "Did I
give you permission to stop?"

   Ken thought he did the right thing.  He was confused.  "No.  but if I
didn't stop then I would have started to cum.  I couldn't help it."

   "Naughty boy.  You need to control that cock if you want to be my little
princess.  Did you like your cock between your legs?  Having that little
girl pussy made you think clearer didn't it?"

   "Yes mistress.  Without a hard-on I was able to get more work done. 
Thank you."

   "Oh princess, that little cock of yours does get in the way of your
thinking doesn't it?  You would be so much more intelligent without a cock.
That's why women are superior to men.  That's why I need to control your
cock.  You are learning little boy.  Isn't it better when it's not hard?"

   Ken's arousal was extremely high from the combination of stroking his
cock and from Karena's increasing dominance over him.  His prolonged
arousal was affecting his thought process and turning his mind into mush.
Ken found himself feeling more inferior to Karena.  He couldn't help but
agree with her.  "Yes I can concentrate better when it is not hard."

   "Then maybe you should keep your girl pussy.  Would you like that
princess?"

   Karena's reference to his cock as girl pussy and her continued reference
to Ken as a princess stirred strange erotic emotions within Ken.  Mentally
he was breaking down into a submissive little girl.  He really liked it,
but it scared him.  His ego didn't want to be pushed over that easily.  He
had to offer a little resistance.  "It is a little uncomfortable.  I'm not
sure if I can do it all the time."

   Karena was not about to let her slave get away.  "What makes it
uncomfortable?"

   "Whenever my cock swells it becomes painful.  Also, my cock doesn't
always stay in place so I have to keep readjusting myself."

   "You just need to control those perverted thoughts?  You'll get used to
it.  Would you like big girl panties to make it more comfortable?  Ask
mommy nicely."

   Ken was surprised and excited at how Karena did not back down.  She
seemed to attack at his ego even more by making him feel like a little girl
that had to ask mommy for permission.  He fell into a deeper submissive and
erotic state.  All he wanted to do was please mommy.  This role-playing
seemed taboo and perverse.  Ken's cock was ready to explode.  "Big girl
panties would be nice.  Please mommy may I have big girl panties.  I'll be
a good girl."

   "Will you keep that little girl pussy for mommy?"

   "Yes mommy I will."

   "Maybe this weekend we'll get you into big girl panties.  For now I want
you to keep wearing those little girl panties for Mommy.  Maybe you should
get some lipstick and nail polish?  That might make you feel like a big
girl don't you think?"

   Ken was being feminized by the minute.  In a normal state of mind this
would seem silly to him, but he was in a strange erotic zone.  He wanted to
please his mistress.  He wanted to please mommy.  So far everything he did
was private between him and his mistress.  He was getting nervous about
having to wear lipstick and nail polish.  "I will wear them for you mommy
but please don't make me wear them in public.  I don't think I can do
that." Ken couldn't believe he was pleading like a little girl.

   "I understand sweetie.  Mommy knows what's best for you.  Put the
lipstick on in the morning.  A bright pink and glossy color should make
your lips look real pretty, don't you think sweetie?  When you arrive at
work you can wipe your lips clean.  Not until you get into the parking lot,
understand?"

   "I understand mommy.  Thank you.  I'm still a little nervous but I will
do it.  Pink and glossy should look very pretty."

   "I'm sure you will be fine princess.  As for the nail polish, you must
wear it all day.  You can buy clear polish so it won't be as obvious.  This
should make you nice and pretty without giving away your secret.  Buy it
tonight so you can wear it tomorrow, got it?  Is your little pee-pee hard?"
Karena had purposely referred to his cock as a pee-pee to further reduce is
ego and bring out his submissiveness.

   "I will buy it tonight mommy.  My pee-pee is very hard.  I am still
stroking it.  I really want to cum.  Please may I cum?"

   Karena was pleased at how Ken naturally conformed to her vocabulary.  It
was more confirmation of her superior image to him.  "Not yet sweetie.  You
better stop touching it so you can calm down a bit.  I see from your e-mail
to me, that you spend a lot of time in the bathroom at work.  Not very
productive is it?"

   "I can't help it.  I am so horny.  It takes a long time for me to calm
down so I can sit and pee.  It also takes me awhile to get my pee-pee back
in position.  I wish there was a better way."

   Karena knew what he was talking about, but she wanted him to elaborate.
She had a devious plan in the back of her mind.  She just had to set the
trap.  "A better way for what?"

   "ummmm...  I guess a way that I could control my cock from growing hard.
It takes so long for me to calm down when I pee.  Also, sometimes it pops
out of my panties during the day and it takes awhile for me to get it back
in."

   "Hmmm.  So you are saying that you need something to better control your
pee-pee, is that right?"

   "Yes."

   "And you want this because you can be more productive at work without
erections?"

   "Yes.  "

   Ken was falling right into her trap.  "I'm glad you see what a nuisance
your pee-pee is.  Mommy knows best.  Would you like a special gift from
mommy to help you?"

   "Yes, mommy!  What is it?"

   "It's a surprise darling.  Send me your address and I will mail it to
you."

   Ken became concerned when her read her email.  Corresponding online was
easy because it was anonymous.  He was starting to trust Karena, but the
truth was that he did not know her that well and so he was paranoid about
giving out his address.  Ken contemplated what could happen if he gave her
his address.  It could end up as a fatal attraction, he thought.  He really
wanted to please her and he was so horny that he almost gave.  He managed
to muster up a little self-control and not give out his address.  He tried
to be as honest as possible.  "I want to please you soo bad.  And I'm dying
to see your surprise for me but I'm not sure that I can give out my
address. I would prefer to remain somewhat anonymous.  Is that O.K. 
mistress?"

   Karena was a quick thinker and very creative.  She was ready for this
response.  She continued to spin her web of dominance and manipulation. 
"Don't you trust me sweetie?  Haven't I taken care of you so far?"

   "Yes, I trust you and you have been so great to me so far.  I'm just a
little nervous about giving that information.  I'm not ready."

   "That's okay princess.  I respect that.  In time you will be ready. 
Mommy knows best so here is what I want you to do.  Go to any post office
and register for a P.O.  Box.  This will keep your address confidential to
me.  E-mail me the address as soon as you have it.  Can you handle that
honey?"

   Ken was again impressed at her creativeness and thoughtfulness.  He
decided that he could get a PO Box at the post office near his work, which
was in a different town from which he lived.  With that roadblock out of
the way, suddenly the idea of receiving something from his mistress seemed
so exciting.  The possibilities of what could happen were endless.  Ken
really wanted to cum now.  "Great idea mommy.  I can handle that.  I can't
wait to get my surprise.  Can I please cum now?  My balls are aching from
all the excitement?"

   "Not yet honey.  Hold on just a little longer.  Let's talk about your
shopping experience today.  It was very naughty buying a dildo wasn't it?"

   "Yes.  It was more humiliating than buying the panties."

   "I would think that a slut like you would be used to shopping in those
types of places.  You are a slut aren't you?"

   "Mistress, I am a slut, but I've never shopped at those places before. I
guess I never got up the nerve to do it."

   "Well it's a good thing you met me.  Sluts like you really need those
types of stores.  Don't worry; you'll get to know that store very well. 
You said your pee-pee was trying to get hard when you were buying the
dildo. Why do you think that happened?"

   "I don't know.  I'm not gay but I'm so horny.  It's a little confusing
for me to understand why I was aroused."

   "Your not gay but your are my little girl aren't you?"

   "Yes I am your princess."

   "...and girls like cocks don't they?"

   "Uh...<gulp> I guess....yes girls like cock."

   "Then that explains it princess.  Now you know why your girl pussy was
getting excited."

   Karena's words were confusing Ken.  She was manipulating his thought
process.  By referring to his cock as a girl pussy it didn't seem so wrong
to Ken that he got excited.  He justified in his mind that he was playing
the part of a little girl, and the he had a girl pussy and that made it
alright for him to get excited.  "Yes.  I guess your right.  My girl pussy
was excited about buying a cock."

   "Well there's nothing wrong with that.  You've been a good girl today.
We'll play with that toy cock another time.  Are you ready to cum for
mommy?"

   "Yes mommy!  Please, my balls are aching!"

   "Poor baby girl...  your little balls and pee pee are sore.  I bet
rubbing them will make it all better.  You can cum BUT only after you put
on your lipstick and nail polish, got it?"

   Ken was sexually frustrated.  That meant he had to get dressed and go to
the store.  He wasn't sure if he could wait that long.  "Please let me cum
now mommy!  I don't think I can wait that long."

   "Do as your told or you will be punished.  When you cum, make sure you
eat it and lick it all up.  Bye princess."

   Ken wanted to obey his princess so he quickly got dressed and headed to
the store.  It was late so he drove to a drug store that was open 24 hours
a day.  He found the cosmetic aisle and quickly picked out a pink glossy
lipstick and clear nail polish.  He thought it would seem strange to the
cashier that a guy would be buying just cosmetics so late at night, so he
added a few other items to his order to make is non conspicuous.

   At home Ken stripped down to his panties and let his hard cock stick
out. First he applied the clear polish to his nails using the small
nailbrush.  He couldn't help but feel very girlish from applying the polish
and this excited Ken.  When he was finished he held up his hands to admire
the clean shiny look of his nails.  He was impressed at how nice his nails
look.  Next he moved infront of his bedroom mirror and carefully applied
the glossy pink lipstick to his lips.  His cock swelled and throbbed in his
panties as he stared back at his image and saw wet glossy lips.  He could
not wait to cum.  Ken stood and masturbated with his girl panties, pretty
nails, and pink glossy lips.  He was horny and felt so perverse and kinky.
His cock swelled and exploded.  Ken was quick to catch the cum with his
hands and slurp it up.  He was glad to finally get release, but ashamed at
what he had done.  A few months ago, the thought of dressing like a girl
never crossed his mind.  Now he was becoming obsessed with it.  He loved
being Karena's princess and cum slut.  All he cared about was pleasing her.
He felt shame for what he had just done, but he knew he would do it again
and enjoy it more and more.  He knew that his life was starting to change.

   In the morning, Ken woke up and repeated his masturbation routine.  As
usual he was ready to cum by 5:30 am, but he calmed himself down instead.
He reapplied his lipstick and logged on to his computer.  Ken checked his
e-mail and found a brief note from Karena.

   "Good morning princess.  I bet you look so feminine and pretty in your
lipstick and nail polish.  Don't forget to leave the lipstick on until you
arrive at work.  Have a great day."

   Ken was glad it was a short message.  He logged off and started dressing
for work.  He covered he tip of his cock with the saran wrap and pink bow.
Then he pulled on a pair size 12 purple panties and pushed his cock back
between his legs.  Ken noted that with all the new things he had to do it
was taking longer to get ready for work.  He was starting to understand why
it takes a while for women to get dressed.  This sudden insight chipped
away at Ken's boyhood and made him feel a step closer to women.  He
couldn't help but feel a little more girlish in his mind.

   On the way to work, Ken was very paranoid about wearing the lipstick. 
He only had to wear it for the car ride but he wondered whether other
drivers would notice the lipstick.  He was very conscious about this and he
felt as if his lips were glowing in bright neon pink.  His heart was
beating fast when he pulled into his company's parking lot.  He prayed
nobody would see into his car and notice his lips.  When he parked he
quickly wiped the lipstick off his lips.  Carefully he inspected his lips
in the rearview mirror to ensure there was no trace of pink left behind. 
When he was satisfied he headed into work.

   Once again Ken spent the day avoiding people so that he would not be
caught in an embarrassing situation.  He kept his hands out of sight as
much as possible in hopes that nobody would notice his nail polish.  At
noon time he went to the local post office and opened up a P.O.  Box.  To
the post office clerk, it was probably a routine transaction.  However, to
Ken's surprise his cock started swelling when he was at the counter.  The
thought of receiving a special gift from his mistress was exciting. 
Receiving a tangible item from his mistress would bring a new dimension of
reality to his situation.  These thoughts invaded his mind and he had no
control over his cock.  It just swelled and pressed against his pre-teen
panties.  Ken couldn't believe how a normal everyday activity of going into
a post office could turn into a sexually arousing event.  Karena really did
have control over his cock.

   Ken made it through the day without incident.  He returned to his car,
reapplied his lipstick and drove home.  At home he immediately logged on
and e-mailed the PO Box address to Karena.  It was Friday night and Ken was
exhausted.  He spent a quiet evening at home and went to bed early.

   Continued in Part 3



   Dominating Ken - Part 3 Dog Training

   When Ken logged on Saturday morning there was a message waiting for him
from Karena.  It read

   "Good morning puppyslut!  You've been a good girl this week.  It's time
to put away your panties and lipstick and put that collar to use.  This
weekend you will be my little puppy.  Are you ready to be trained dog boy?
If so give me a good loud bark."

   It took Ken a minute to figure out that Karena was online and waiting
for him to reply.  His face lit up with Joy when he realized Karena was
going to play with him.  He replied back "BARK!"

   Immediately he received his instructions for the day.

   "Be a good pet and do the following:

   1) No panties this weekend but keep the pink bow as reminder of your
desire to be as good as a female.  Lose the saran wrap this weekend.  You
need to learn to control that little pee-pee from leaking.  2) Wear your
collar and nothing else at all times when you are home.  You may take off
your collar and wear clothes if you go out but you must change back to
dogboy as soon as your return.  3) Get yourself a dog bowl.  This weekend
you must use this to eat and drink at every meal - starting with breakfast
this morning.  Remember you're a dog, no hands or utensils.  Imagine that I
am standing there watching you eat.  4) At least once on Saturday and once
on Sunday, you must pee like a dog.  That's means outside and on all fours.
Find a tree and lift that hind paw nice and high dog boy.

   And of course you must continue to stroke that pee-pee every 5 minutes
from 5 -5:30 every morning.  No cuming!  If you are a good dog boy then
I'll let you buy big girl panties.  Wouldn't that be nice dogface?"

   Ken was extremely horny and ready to cum by the time he finished reading
her instructions.  Karena knew how to keep him on edge and continually keep
their relationship unpredictable and exciting.  He was glad that he met
Karena.  He was nervous about doing some of the things and he was extremely
concerned about having to pee like a dog.  He lived in an apartment complex
and there was no private area to do this.  Ken wrote back.

   "Miss Karena I am very excited to be your puppyslut.  I want to please
you and will do what you ask, but please don't make me pee outside like a
dog.  I live in an apartment complex and somebody will surely see me.  I
don't want to get arrested or offend anyone.  Please don't make me do
this."

   Karena was amused at his response.  She imagined him sitting at his
computer panicking.  It thrilled her to know that she was evoking such
strong emotions in her little pet.  Her pussy throbbed with excitement as
she typed.  "You are such a beggar puppyslut.  Puppies pee outside all the
time without getting arrested.  You have a collar and leash and you are my
puppyslut aren't you?"

   "Yes.  I am your puppyslut."

   "Then you have to pee outside.  Silly puppy, you don't have to pee at
your apartment complex.  You can find a private area somewhere else but you
must remain as dogboy while you look for your private place.  That means
you must be wearing your collar without any other clothes.  Understand?"

   "I'm still not sure if I can do that.  Please don't make me do it.  Can
I please wear clothes?  What if someone sees me naked when I go to my car?"

   His pleading was fueling her desires even more.  Her dominant side was
in full force.  She wanted to push him a little to see how committed he
was. "I give the orders here!  Do it dogface or your will be punished!  If
you are too weak to handle this then maybe we should end this relationship.
Is that what you want?"

   "No.  Please I don't want it to stop Mistress.  I am sorry.  I will do
it"

   Karena smiled when she read his response.  The power that she had over
Ken was exhilarating.  Knowing that he was willing to force himself to do
something so humiliating just to please her was a sexual rush for Karena.
Her fingers were already exploring the insides of her swollen pussy.  They
squeezed and pumped her wet throbbing hole.  Karena was on the verge of
orgasm.  Her heightened arousal made her want to push him even more. 
"That's better pet, but now I have doubts about your ability to obey may
orders.  I want proof.  I want you to take a picture or video of yourself
peeing like a dog.  You don't have to show your face, but I want to see
your paw lifted and I want to see pee coming out of that little thing of
yours.  I want to see the collar on your neck with my name on it.  You have
till noon today to send me the proof or you can find yourself another
Mistress!  Get to work dogface!  Don't bother replying to this e-mail until
you have the proof."

   Karena sent the e-mail and resumed playing with her pussy.  Sitting
infront of her computer, she pushed four fingers in and out of her love
hole while her other hand pinched her nipples.  She arched her back and her
whole body was filled with spasms of pleasure.  It was a great way to start
off her weekend.

   Meanwhile, Ken was reading Karena's e-mail.  He was very nervous about
his task and extremely paranoid about having to send pictures.  Who knows
where those pictures could end up, he thought.  He didn't want to do it,
but he also did not want to stop his relationship with Mistress Karena.  He
was having too much fun and he was enjoying being horny all the time. 
Eventually, he reasoned that since his face did not have to be in the
picture it wouldn't be that big of a deal.

   Ken figured it would be difficult to capture the right picture with a
digital camera so he decided to use a video camera.  Ken stripped off
everything and put on his collar and leash.  He gathered up his camera and
stood at the front door.  He glanced out the window a few times to see if
anyone was around.  He didn't see anyone but he could not get up the nerve
to go outside.  He was surprised at how hard his cock was.  The thought of
doing something so risky and perverse for Karena excited him.  After about
10 minutes he decided he couldn't follow her orders completely.  He was
afraid of being discovered naked by his neighbors.  Ken went to his room
and put on a robe.  Then he opened the door and quickly made his way to his
car.  He was positive no one saw him.  Quickly he drove out of the parking
lot with his heart beating in his chest and his cock throbbing between his
legs.

   Ken stroked his cock while he drove around looking for a private spot.
He couldn't believe he was going through with his assignment and he
couldn't believe how aroused it made him.  His hand was getting sticky from
all the precum seeping out of his aroused cock.  Ken was very conscious of
the collar and leash that he was wearing.  He thought of how Karena had
referred to him as his puppyslut and how she referred to his leg as a paw.
Strangely it all excited him.  He wanted to cum so bad.  He couldn't wait
to get permission to cum from Mistress Karena.

   Ken finally came across a section of thick woods.  He turned down a
small side road and parked his car on the side of the deserted road.  Ken
removed his robe, grabbed his camera and headed into the woods.  He
couldn't believe what he was doing.  He was walking through the woods naked
except for a dog collar and leash and he was about to get on all fours and
pee like a dog.  It was so weird, yet so arousing.  When he came across a
small clearing in the woods he set-up the camera on a tripod, positioning
it so that it pointed at the base of a tree.  Ken knew it would be hard to
pee with an erection, so he spent the next 10 minutes trying to make his
cock shrink.  When his cock finally shrank to about half its size, Ken hit
the record button and quickly crawled over to the tree like a dog.  He
lifted his leg and began to pee.  This perverse and humiliating act excited
him so much, that his cock grew hard, causing his pee to briefly squirt
upward and hit his stomach and chest.  He felt so dirty and shameful, but
he could not ignore his arousal.  He knew he would look forward to doing
the same thing on Sunday.

   Before Ken left, he viewed the tape in the camcorder to ensure that it
captured everything.  Watching the tape, he thought he looked silly peeing
like a dog.  The camera caught everything perfectly.  The stream of pee was
clearly visible.  Satisfied, Ken packed up the camera and headed home.

   At home Ken loaded the tape on his computer.  He was going to freeze a
few frames and just send Karena the pictures but he felt proud at what he
did for Karena.  He wanted to really please her so he e-mailed the whole
video clip to Karena, without even editing out his face.  He stayed online
for a few minutes to see if she would reply.  No reply came and his stomach
started to growl.  It was 10:00 am and he had not eaten breakfast.  His
hunger reminded him of Karena's weekend rules.  He had to get a dog bowl.
Ken got dressed and removed his collar.  It was thoughtful and considerate
of Mistress Karena to allow him to go out in public without his collar and
leash.  He was growing emotionally attached to his Mistress.

   At the pet store Ken settled on a gray bowl that was divided into two
compartments - one for water and one for food.  At home he changed back
into his leash and collar and cooked up scrambled eggs.  He scraped them
into the left compartment of the bowl and filled the right compartment with
water.  Then Ken proceeded to get on his hands and knees and eat and drink
his breakfast without the use of his hands or utensils.  He felt like a
dog, lapping at his water and biting at his food.  He imagined mistress
Karena standing over him telling him he was a good puppy.  His cock was
hard and twitching at the perverse situation.  It was a little messy but
Ken managed to clear the bowl of everything.  A few minutes after noon Ken
logged on to see if Karena had e-mailed him.  Just as Ken logged on a new
message popped up from Karena.  It read, "I'm downloading your file
dogface. Stay online if you are there."

   Karena was expecting pictures and was pleasantly surprised at receiving
a video clip.  He did a perfect job at taping the scene.  The video showed
a great view of his balls and cock and his pee.  She enjoyed watching his
cock grow right in the middle of his peeing.  She even got a great view of
his face when he crawled to and from the tree.  Although he was on his hand
and knees, she could tell that he was tall with broad shoulders.  He was
not all muscles but he was a big strong man.  It was silly to see such a
big man acting so submissive and dog like.  He was her pet and she
controlled him.  She was pleased with who her pet was and how he submitted
to her.  Karena fingered herself as she watched the clip over and over
again.  What excited Karena the most was the fact the he was peeing like
dog because of her.  He was humiliating himself and doing perverse things
to please and obey her.  This dominant power was becoming more addictive
and exciting to Karena by the minute.  Feeling very dominant and pleased,
she sent an e-mail to Ken.

   "Great job dog boy.  I knew you could do it.  Mistress Karena knows
what's best for you.  I knew you were a puppy slut.  How pathetic that your
little pee-pee grew hard while you peed.  I guess you really like being a
dog.  Don't feel bad, it was meant to be.  All men are animals deep down.
All men should spend time on all fours.  Did you obey my orders and wear
your collar and chain while you drove to your pee spot?"

   Ken was hoping she would not ask about this.  He could lie about wearing
the robe, but he felt he needed to be honest with her.  "Mistress, I did
enjoy peeing like a dog for you.  I am so horny and I want to cum really
bad.  I did wear my collar and chain as instructed, but I have to admit
that I did not go naked.  I wore a robe to my car.  I know that you know
what's best for me but I just couldn't take the chance of being seen by
neighbors.  Please forgive me."

   Karena was impressed with his honesty.  She wanted to let him know that,
but she also wanted him to know that he should obey her.  "Well dogboy, I'm
glad you were honest with me.  However, you did not follow my orders so you
still need to be punished.  Since you did such a great job with the video
and you were honest, I will go easy on you.  As punishment you must do the
following:
Go back to the same store where you bought the penis dildo and buy
yourself a leather cock and ball strap.  Send me a copy of the receipt. 
Make sure the same clerk rings up your order!  After you purchase it ask to
use the restroom, then go and put it on.  Take the package that it came in
and your shopping bag back to the cashier and ask if she can throw it away
for you.  I want her to know that you couldn't wait to try on your new toy.
Think of this as your cock collar.  It must remain on at all times. 
Wouldn't it be nice to have a dog tag for this collar?  I think so.  Buy
the same color and style tag that you have on your neck collar.  Have it
engraved 'Karena's little cock' and attach it to your cock harness. 

Complete this task by Sunday night, got it?"

   Ken though the punishment was harder than what Karena was implying.  He
knew it would be very difficult and humiliating for him to go through with
the punishment but he did not want to anger her any more so he willingly
replied, "Yes.  Mistress.  Thank you for going so easy on me."

   "Very good puppy.  I'm feeling generous right now.  You may cum into
your dog bowl and lick it up like a good pet.  Get started and let me know
when you are done."

   Ken didn't waste anytime.  He stood infront of his bowl and masturbated.
He balls were swollen and full of cum.  He aimed his cock at the bowl and
stroked away.  He wanted to take his time and enjoy the pleasure, but he
was so horny and excited at the chance to orgasm that he could not control
himself.  His cock bulged in his hands and large squirts of cum shot into
the bowl.  It was a long intense orgasm that shook his whole body.  Every
inch of his skin vibrated in ecstasy.  This was probably the most cum that
Ken had ever produced from an orgasm.  The bottom of the bowl was
completely covered in cum.  Ken hopped down on his hands and knees and
lapped it up.  He was beginning to enjoy the taste of cum.  When he was
finished he e-mailed Karena thanking her and letting her know that he was
done and that he licked up all his creamy cum.

   Karena replied, " Good boy cum puppy.  As an extra bonus you can sleep
in tomorrow and skip you morning masturbation routine.  Keep following my
weekend rules.  I've spent enough time with you this weekend so I don't
want to hear from you until Sunday night."

   Ken was a little disappointed that Karena was signing off for the rest
of the weekend, but it was probably for the best since Ken had a few orders
from Karena to carry out.  He was nervous about his punishment.  However he
decided not to procrastinate because it might take him a few trips to the
novelty store to catch the same sales clerk.  His instincts were right.  It
took two trips to the store for him to find the same sales clerk.

   On the first visit, he browsed around the store for about a half hour
looking for the young college girl.  He could not find her, but he was able
to find a cock and ball harness that fit Miss Karena's description.  He
remembered its location and left the store.  On the second visit to the
store, he recognized the sales woman immediately.  Her presence immediately
evoked erotic feelings in Ken.  His cock swelled in his jeans as he made
his way to the display of harnesses.  He was extremely scared and hesitant
about following Miss Karena's orders but he had already decided to just go
through with it as quickly as possible.

   Ken made his way to the register with his cock and ball harness.  His
cheeks were already burning with embarrassment.  The young sales girl
cheerfully greeted him and rung up his order.  With his eyes cast downward,
Ken meekly asked if there was a restroom he could use.

   She replied, "Our restroom is not public, but its empty in here and you
seem like a decent guy so go ahead and use it.  It's through the back door
and to the left."

   Ken thanked the girl and navigated to the restroom.  In the restroom he
dropped his pants and pulled out the harness.  It was leather with several
straps and silver snaps.  He had never worn any type of harness on his cock
before.  It took him a few minutes to figure out where all the straps
belonged.  One wrapped tightly around the base of his cock, another strap
circled just above his balls forcing them downward and a third strap
attached to the front and back of the second strap, separating his balls to
each side.  After 15 minutes of struggling with the straps and snaps, he
finally had the harness in place.  Now his cock and balls felt very tight
and confined.  It seemed to force more blood into his shaft, making his
cock feel even harder and more sensitive.  Ken enjoyed the constraining
feeling and was glad that his mistress made him get a harness.

   Ken's cock was oozing precum from all the maneuvering of his cock and
balls to get the harness on.  Mistress Karena's training was paying off
because Ken instinctively scooped up the precum with his finger and licked
it up.  He was quickly developing the habits of an obedient slut boy. 
After licking up the last drop of precum, he pulled up his pants and walked
out of the restroom.  Ken tried to remain calm as he walked towards the
sales clerk with the empty product box and shopping bag.  He walked slowly
but he could not control the warm red blush from spreading across his face.
He could not control the large bulge in his pants and he could not hide the
humiliation in his voice.  "ah...miss...  could you throw this away for me
please." Ken held out the trash.

   The sales clerk's lips formed a knowing smile and then shot an accusing
look at Ken.  She did not take the trash from him "You didn't make a sticky
mess in the bathroom did you?" Her gaze glared down at the large bulge in
his pants.

   Ken's worst fears had come true.  He knew the sales clerk would figure
out that he put the harness on.  He was hoping that she would be as
embarrassed about the situation as he was, and just let it go.  Instead she
was confronting him about his perverted action.  He was unsure what to say.
His humiliation multiplied and he felt vulnerable and inferior infront of
this young woman.  He could not look her in the eyes.  With eyes cast
downward he uttered, "uh...uh...no...I didn't do anything.  I just put it
on.  Sorry"

   Ken wanted to run out of the store, but she continued the dialog.  Her
tone was more curious and bit mocking.  "No need to apologize then." She
took the empty box and trash and glanced back at the bulge in his pants. 
"You seem to be enjoying it.  How does the harness fit your cock and
balls?"

   Never in his life did Ken imagine that he would be describing the feel
of a cock and ball harness to a young sales clerk.  A week ago he didn't
even know such a wonderful contraption existed.  "Umm.  Good I guess.  It
feels a little tight."

   "That's the way it's supposed to be.  I'm glad you like it and I hope
you get a lot of use out of it."

   Ken thanked the girl and turned to leave.  Just as he approached the
door the sales woman shouted out his name.  "Mr.  Carlson!" Ken tuned
around, astonished at how she knew his name.  She was staring down at his
receipt which he left in the bag.  Since he paid by credit card his name
had printed on the receipt.  "You better keep your receipt in case you have
any problems." Ken walked back to the counter and took the receipt.  She
also handed him a small bag and gave him a flirty smile.  "Here's a little
something extra for you Ken.  My name is Miss Jen.  Please come again."

   He thought it was odd that a younger girl would introduce herself to him
using the salutation "Miss." It implied that she was superior and commanded
respect.  However, he was still embarrassed and flustered from the whole
situation so he just thanked her and left the store.

   He got in his car and opened the small bag from Miss Jen.  It contained
a small rubber cock ring.  Ken was extremely horny and aroused so he
decided to put it on.  He unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing
cock.  Gently he pushed the ring over his penis head and slid it down his
shaft.  He pushed it down until it rested against the cock strap that he
was already wearing.  Now he had double the pressure at the base of his
cock.  Ken left his cock hanging out as he drove.  He headed to the pet
store to pick up the tag for his cock collar.  On the way to the store he
had trouble controlling his urges.  He continually stroked his sensitive
and swollen shaft.  Precum kept oozing out and he used it to lubricate his
rod.  He stroked himself to the brink of orgasm and then stopped.  He
repeated this several times enjoying the self torture.  He pulled and
tugged on the cock and ball harness.  The tightness and tugging on his
balls caused pleasurable sensations that almost sent him over the edge.  He
was mad at himself for not controlling his urges because now he wanted to
cum so bad but he did not have permission.  Ken pulled into the parking lot
and calmed himself down.

   Thankfully the pet store had a self service engraving machine so he
didn't have to ask someone to engrave the word's "Karena's little cock." He
put his money in the machine, typed in the word to be engraved, and
selected a red dog bone shaped tag which matched the one for his neck
collar.  The machine quickly engraved the tag and dropped it into a slot
for Ken to retrieve.  Ken was excited to have another physical object that
tied him to his Mistress.  Little by little his online relationship and
fantasies were creeping into reality.  Ken picked up the tag and reviewed
the engraving.  His cock twitched and swelled in his pants when he read the
words.  Satisfied with the result he quickly went to his car.

   Ken could have waited until he got home to put on the tag.  However, he
was so aroused and horny that he could not wait.  He moved his car to the
back of the lot, away from the other parked cars.  Then he undid his jeans
and slid them down to his thighs.  He attached the thin metal loop on the
tag to the cock strap that went between his balls.  The shiny red metal
accented the leather harness perfectly.  Ken felt a stronger sense of
submissiveness with the tag attached to his cock and balls.  The tag was
symbolic of Karena's ownership of his cock.  It was her cock to do with as
she pleased.  She controlled his orgasms and she controlled his pleasure.
Ken wished she were there in person to see the tag and order him around. 
He wanted to cum so bad.  He rushed home to tell Karena about his morning
experience and to beg to be allowed to cum.

   Sunday morning Karena logged on to check her e-mails and was amused to
see several from Ken.  The first e-mail contained a copy of his receipt for
the cock and ball harness.  Karena verified that the store address and
clerk# matched the receipt from his dildo purchase.  She also noted that
his full name and credit card number were on the receipt.  She chuckled at
the opportunities this presented.  Next she read his detailed accounting of
how humiliated and embarrassed he was from putting the on harness in the
store's bathroom and having the sales girl confront him about it.  He noted
that the sales girl called him back into the store because he forgot his
receipt and that she gave him a free cock ring.  It ended with him begging
for permission to cum.  Karena became aroused and horny knowing that he was
doing all of this because of her.  She could tell that he was following all
of her orders and that was sexually aroused from it all.

   The second e-mail contained a video clip of him peeing like a dog. 
Karena noted that it was the same location that he peed before and that he
instantly grew an erection once he started peeing in front of the camera.
She could tell it was a different video because now he was wearing the
leather cock and ball harness that he just purchased.  She was impressed
that he was already wearing it.  His balls looked so tight in the harness.
Karena's arousal intensified and she started to finger her pussy in her
panties.  She watched the clip several times imagining that she was
ordering him to lift his leg and pee like a dog.  She wished she were there
to pull him around on his leash and make him bark at her command.

   After Karena viewed the clip a few times she finally read the
accompanying text from Ken.  It was more begging for permission to cum.  It
read

   "Please Miss Karena may I cum.  I have been a good puppyslut for you.  I
am very horny and don't think I can last longer.  Please let me cum.  My
balls are so full they are aching.  Precum has been leaking out of my cock
all day and I have been licking it up like a good slut.  I need release. 
Please let me cum."

   Karena was thrilled to know that he licked up his precum without an
order from her.  She knew that men do not like to eat their own cum and
that they only agree to it when they are aroused and on edge.  He was
learning to be a good slut.  His words and begging were desperate and
pathetic and they intensified Karena's pleasure.  She closed her eyes and
cupped three fingers inside her cunt.  She pressed and squeezed her
clitoris causing her body to shudder.  She was ready to cum but first she
wanted to read his last e-mail.

   Her sticky hands controlled the mouse and she opened the next e-mail. 
This one contained more begging and a close-up picture of his balls and
cock bound in the leather harness.  A red tag dangled below his balls and
she could clearly read the engraved words "Karena's little cock." Karena
was glad she read this e-mail last because it sent her over the edge.  The
tag was evidence that she owned and controlled his cock.  Knowing that a
tag with her name on it was attached to Ken's balls caused an erotic spasm
in her mind.  She felt like a supreme queen ruling over Ken.  For a moment
her mind left the earthly world and found a new erotic dimension.  Her
pussy clenched around her fingers.  She humped her fingers and screamed in
ecstasy as warm tingling waves coursed through her body.

   When her emotions returned to normal, Karena assessed her situation with
Ken.  She had strong control over Ken even though he was not there in
person.  He was on edge and his prolonged arousal was affecting his
thoughts and sense of normalcy.  She knew this because of the increasing
number of mistakes or risky exposures he was allowing.  When they first met
he was cautious about letting personal information slip out.  Now he was
sending pictures with his face visible and he had inadvertently sent her
his full name and credit card number.  Karena had read a lot about female
supremacy and how women could control and manipulate men by teasing them
and keeping them on the brink of orgasm.  She had always wondered how much
truth there was in what she read.  Now she knew that it was all true.  Ken
could not think straight and was increasingly relying on her for direction.
This pleased Karena.  Her pussy quivered from the knowledge.

   As Karena became more infatuated with her dominance, her expectations of
Ken began to grow exponentially.  At first she kept in touch with Ken for
mere amusement.  Then she began to enjoy controlling him and figured she
might eventually try a face-to-face session with him.  Now she wanted more
than a face-to-face session.  She wanted to control him indefinitely.  She
wanted to make him her slave...her boy toy...her sissy slut.  Her plan for
this was already in motion.

   Over the weekend she purchased a male chastity device which she planned
to mail to Ken.  His e-mails were desperate and it sounded like his cock
was ready to burst so Karena knew that she had to get the chastity device
to him immediately to prevent him from losing control.  She was sitting at
the computer staring at the box when an idea hit her.  She decided to give
Ken a little treat for his obedience.  She pulled off her purple cotton
panties, which were drenched with her girl cum.  She rubbed them along her
pussy to soak up as much of her juices as possible.  Then she put them in a
Ziploc sandwich bag.  The panties were so wet that she could see moisture
streaks on the inside of the plastic bag.  Karena slid the bag inside the
box with the chastity device.  At 7:30 that night she logged back on.  She
knew Ken would be waiting.

   "How's my puppslut?"

   "Very very horny.  Did you get my e-mails mistress?  Can I please cum?"

   "Naughty dog!  Is that anyway to greet your mistress?  Didn't I tell you
I didn't want to hear from you till tonight?  Let's see...first e-mail from
dogface arrived at 2:00 pm, second e-mail from pee-pee dog at 3:00 and
third e-mail from my pathetic pet at 3:30 pm.  Are we a little desperate
poochie?  Do you need a lesson on following directions?"

   "Sorry Mistress.  I am desperate.  My cock and balls are full of cum. 
Being your doggie boy has really made me horny.  I need release."

   "Dogface you are pathetic.  A grown man naked and peeing like a dog is
so ridiculous.  The things men do when they are horny.  You enjoyed it too
and I have the proof!  What would your friends and family think if they
knew your dirty little perversion?  Don't worry your secret is safe with
me. I know how pathetic men really are.  You like being my doggie boy don't
you?  Stroke your cock and tell me how much you like it.  Don't forget to
lick up any precum that leaks out of that little doggie wiener."

   "I am stroking my doggie wiener for your mistress.  It is very leaky
from being so full of cum.  I really need to cum.  Please let me cum.  I
know it's pathetic, but I can't help it.  I like being your dog slut.  I
like peeing for you."

   "Of course you do because your are a man and men are dogs.  I noticed
you peed in the same spot, just like a real dog would.  You marked your
territory like a true animal....  Like a pathetic man dog.  You are a
natural.  Bark for me dog!"

   "BARK!  Bark!  Bark!"

   "Good boy.  No cumming just yet.  Do you miss your panties slut or would
you prefer to be dog boy?"

   "Whatever you wish mistress.  It excites me to do these slutty things
for you."

   "Good answer pet.  I think its time to get you back in panties.  We
can't have you wearing a dog collar to work can we?  We don't want your
co-workers finding about your dirty little secrets do we?  Are you ready
for big girl panties?  Ask me nicely and I might let you wear them.

   "Thank you for keeping my secret safe.  I am ready for big girl panties.
Please Miss Karena, may I wear big girl panties?  I will be a good girl."

   "How nice.  You have been good princess.  You may return to your
favorite store and buy 5 different pairs of panties.  They should all be
silk and very feminine and girlish.  Buy at least 2 thongs.  Since you're
going to be a big girl you can start wearing a bra.  Pick out a sexy red
bra to match one of the panties you are buying.  While you're at it get a
matching garter belt and white stockings.  That should make you look nice
and slutty.  You know the routine: same clerk and send me the receipt got
it?"

   Ken was very nervous about this.  He was not sure if he liked where this
was going.  Wearing panties was humiliating but it was also exciting and
something had had often fantasized about.  He never imagined himself
wearing a bra and garter belt and he really did not want to do it.  He
didn't even know what size or type to get.  He did not want to upset his
mistress so he simply replied.  "Yes mistress.  Thank you."

   " It seems that you are making quite an impression on your sales clerk.
Pay close attention to her at your next visit.  I want to know what she
looks like.  Hair color, eyes, height, body type, etc.  I want to know her
name and take a guess at her breast size.  How's that cock doing?  Ready to
cum?"

   "My cock is so full and leaky.  I'm am ready to cum.  Please may I cum?"

   "Stroke it a little more for me slutboy.  Rub your finger across the tip
and massage that nasty pre-cum into your shaft.  That's right, I want your
little clitty nice and wet sissyboy.  Bring yourself to the edge and then
stop touching your cock and beg me for release.  Don't be a wimp either
sissyboy.  You better last at least 5 minutes before e-mailing me."

   Ken was already close to the edge and his hands were already sticky
because he had been stroking his cock ever since he logged on.  Five
minutes was going to seem like an eternity.  He concentrated on milking out
his precum and rubbing it over his cock head and shaft.  He imagined it as
his clitty that he was masturbating.  The wet lubricated sensation was
incredible.  He slowed down his stroking and concentrated on not cumming.
Ken wanted to go at least 6 minutes to prove to his Mistress that he was
not a wimp, but he couldn't make it.  As soon as 5 minutes was up he
stopped and e-mailed his mistress.

   "Please please let me cum.  I am right at the edge.  My cock is
twitching.  I need release please mistress!"

   Karena was delighted with his begging but she was feeling wicked.  She
replied "Such pathetic begging sissy.  I like the way you plead for my
permission like a cheap whore.  You have cum a long way slut but I need to
take you to the next level.  I want you to suffer for me.  Will you do that
for me slut?  Of course you will because I own you and your pathetic cock.
No cumming tonight.  Suck it up and suffer for me.  Can you handle it?"

   "I will suffer for you mistress because I know it pleases you.  I don't
know if I can last much longer without release.  How much longer must I
wait?"

   "Pathetic whore.  All you can think about is cumming.  Your next cum
date is for me to decide.  You will get a surprise from me sometime this
week.  Check your PO Box daily and e-mail me when you get it.  Do not open
the package without my permission."

   Ken was excited to know that a surprise was on the way.  "Yes.  M'am. 
Thank you."

   "You're welcome slut.  Tomorrow I want you back into your little girl
panties.  Tuck that pee-pee between your legs like a little clittie.  Don't
forget to do your nails and wear your lipstick on the way to work.  You may
change into your big girl panties when you purchase them.  Follow your
daily routines but don't e-mail me until your package arrives."