Being waited upon, hand and foot, and having a live-in, volunteer slave both eager and willing to follow my commands did have its advantages. According to our house rules, most of them suggested by Josh, he was to handle all the domestic chores. He was to cook, clean, vacuum, and do the laundry. In fact, handsome, eagerly-submissive men should be issued to all single women.When I said, “Of course you shall, you little whore. I’d expect nothing less. Additionally, when we’re at home, you will wear only a pair of my soiled, used panties, because that’s the only way you’ll ever get into them,” my roommate nearly orgasmed in his pants.The other house rules outlined specifics of our new arrangement and how I would be addressed. When alone, I was to be addressed as Mistress Lilith or My goddess. If I was expected to dress up like a dominatrix vixen, Lilith seemed appropriate. Lillian doesn’t exactly strike fear and submission into the hearts of men.My parents sadistically named me Lillian. I was quickly demoted to Lillie, usually, Little Lillie, which was then abbreviated to “l’il Lil,” which I loathed. In my latter years of high school and part of college, I went by Lilith. To me, it represented a fiercely strong, independent woman, taking zero amount of shit from anyone. When I discovered that it was the go-to moniker for the Goths and some others, I just started saying, “call me, Lil.” However, Lil was not the sort to demean others and physically abuse them upon request, so Lilith reemerged.Josh’s desires astounded me, making me think that, perhaps, the way that bitch, Crystal, had treated him was by design. He wanted to be degraded; he truly got off being ridiculed as a pathetic piece of fuck-trash. Being commanded to serve my pleasures, whatever they may be, made him quiver and shake. Being forced to serve my horny lust, me demeaning him all the while, was my roommate’s heart’s desire.The word, “midnight,” was the agreed-upon safe word, Lilith’s preferred hour. I very unintentionally became his domineering owner; Josh wanted me to control him in every aspect of his life, at least in private. In public, we remained close, jovial friends. However, as soon as we were hidden from prying eyes, he dropped to his knees, prostrating himself before me, begging to be abused.While I was hesitant, at first, not knowing how to act or even if I wanted to act that way, it made me feel powerful, desired, sexy, and, somehow, fulfilled. Although I’d never have imagined it, being in control was arousing; whenever he submitted to me, which was constant, I’d get dripping horny. When I finally acquiesced to his constant begging to be whipped, beaten, and paddled, striking him with the flimsy toy whip from my Lion Tamer costume, my panties were drenched to the Göztepe Escort point that I had to wring them out.That night, I let him lick the crotch of my panties clean while making him stare at my dripping cunt. Then, because I was feeling generous, I let him jack his cock into my panties while whipping and verbally degrading my roommate. I condescendingly ordered him to sleep with my soiled panties, as I didn’t need them, since I was going into my bedroom to masturbate, loudly. I did exactly that, screaming out my pleasures, fucking my overheated twat with the whip handle. Hearing his pathetic moans, knowing that the only thing he could do was lick and sniff my panties, gave me some of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had.The following morning, nothing was said, but Josh couldn’t meet my eyes.“Look at me, you worthless, pathetic slime,” I scolded, trying to not smile when he sheepishly raised his gaze to meet my eyes. “I’m going shopping, today, and you shall remain here.”“Yes, Mistress Lilith.”“By the time I get home, I demand that you have my panties and nightshirt hand washed, have dinner ready for me, movies picked out, and rum and popcorn ready to go.”“Yes, my goddess. What kind of movies?”“Types of movies, you worm. I want something good, sexy, and entertaining. I’ll be back around six.”“But, Mistress Lilith,” he pled with a wavering voice.I shot him a withering glare. “Yes, slave?”“What do you command your worthless toy to wear? You haven’t instructed your slave.”“Have you cleaned my panties from last night, the ones you shot your pathetic little wad into?”“Not yet, my goddess, it’s next on my chore list.”“Those will suffice. Don’t wash them, wear them dirty. If you’re good, then maybe I’ll beat you, tonight.”“Please, Mistress Lilith! I promise I’ll be good. Just promise me you’ll beat me hard.”I said, “Maybe. Be a good, pathetic fuck toy and we’ll see.”Josh was a good boy. Not only did he do all of his chores, but he prepared a spectacular meal and had everything perfect for me by the time I returned. I’d even picked up a little, leather paddle for later use.As I settled onto the couch, one leg extended, the other bent up to show my slave my soaking panties to lust over, he had my drink perfectly mixed, and popcorn at the ready. He even picked an intelligent, entertaining movie with hot sex scenes. The female lead was an assertive spy, using her feminine wiles to seduce her marks. It had hot action and hotter sex.Since he was well-behaved and pleased me, I permitted Josh to sit on the couch.“Rub my feet, you needle-dicked maggot.” His skin flushed red with excitement. “That feels good; that’s one thing you can at least do passably. Get my legs, too.”The movie got sexier, and my state of arousal Göztepe Escort Bayan surged higher and higher. During a particularly hot love scene, without thinking, I slid my hand under my panties and gave my clit a little rub. The effect on Josh was amazing. He stopped and stared, his mouth open, little whimpers escaping it.“I didn’t tell you to stop, you little pervert. You may look, but don’t stop massaging me. Keep your worthless hands in motion.”“Yes, Mistress.” I let his lack of addressing me as Lilith pass, for the moment.My pussy was so wet, that I decided to finger myself to completion. There was no reason for me to stop; Josh wanted to be treated like property, and I’d masturbated in front of material possessions before. However, I was feeling more cruel and empowered than usual.Rather than just stroke my clit, I pulled the crotch of my panties aside, eliciting tortured moans from my friend. Two of my fingers thrust into my soaked hole, horny sounds emanating. I just leaned back, loving the feeling of his hands on my legs, his hot breath warming my skin, and my fingers buried in my cunt, I watched the movie, approaching orgasm.“You’ve been good, you may lick my pussy, worm.”“Thank you,” Josh cried, immediately positioning himself between my legs. His tongue was hot and wet against my heated wetness, sending shivers of pleasure up my spine. “Your pleasure is my command.”“That’s it, you pathetic shit. Lick my fucking cunt with your worthless tongue. At least it’s bigger than your tiny, little cock. You’re nothing more than a fuck toy, here to make me cum; so, do it. Fucking suck my clit, you little man-whore.”My hands sought and grabbed two handfuls of his immaculate hair, forcefully pulling his face into my dripping slit. “That’s it; that’s it. Don’t stop. I don’t care if you suffocate, because you’re worthless garbage. Fucking lick me.”A back-bending orgasm ripped through me, curling my toes and making me scream. My thighs locked around his head, holding him in place. “Keep licking, you fucking, worthless piece of shit, and I’ll spank you, later.”He must have licked me to four orgasms that night, and the more I belittled Josh, the more aroused he became. Paddling his eager ass was a learning experience, as it took me more than a few swats to find the intensity that he enjoyed the most. When I found the force that made him beg for more, I wailed on his ass, letting the blows fly.“Now, take my soaked panties and cum in them, you little fuck.”Three sound blows resonated through the living room, his squeals of both pain and delight following.“Do you know why you’re not allowed to do anything but whack off?”“Because I’m your little, panty-wearing slave who only deserves to serve you, Mistress Lilith.”“That’s Escort Göztepe right, you scum.” More blows came as he furiously jacked his throbbing cock. I had to laugh at the sight of him, on his one hand and knees, his other hand pumping his shaft.“You’re a worthless worm,” my paddle struck hard with each syllable. “You’re fucking pathetic, barely good enough to lick my cunt.”“I’m cumming, Mistress Lilith,” Josh screamed. His body convulsed with release, moans, which I allowed, coming out in gasps.After that night, I felt much more comfortable being sexual around him. Of course, we talked things out, like the friends we were, the next day. It was all in my hands.“First off, Josh, this steak is perfect,” I complimented him over dinner. “Secondly, is actual sex part of your fantasies, or is this all you want?”“If my goddess, Mistress Lilith, deems me worthy to pledge her my cock to use and control, I would willingly please you.”I took that as a ‘yes.’Later that night, I let him beg me to use his cock for my pleasure. Knowing that he wanted cruelty and denial, I denied him the pleasure of his slightly impressive cock in my hot, juicy cunt.“You haven’t earned the privilege of fucking me, maggot, have you?”“No, my goddess, I’m a pathetic little slut with a tiny dick.”“Keep licking my pussy, my dirty, little slut. Make me cum.”“I’ve been your good slave, Mistress Lilith. Please let me fuck you.”“No, worm! After you make me cum, I’m going to go to the nightclub and find a real man to fuck me.”“Yes, my goddess. I’m not worthy, I know.”“When I get home, you may listen at my door while, but you are not allowed to touch me with your shriveled-up excuse for a cock.”After I let him give me a few orgasms, I put my sexy panties back on, after he licked my nectar from the crotch, and went out. Regretfully, there weren’t any men that caught my eye, so I went shopping at the local adult store and found a big paddle. I just knew that Josh would jizz himself over it.Still, I kept my word and let him listen at my door as I masturbated furiously, fucking my aching cunt with the bulbous end of the paddle. I even gave my thighs a few swats, with both sides, so I knew how much force to exert when I punished him as a reward for being a good, little slut.When I finished fucking my pussy, I called out. “For tomorrow night, I want my black, leather boots spit-shined. I have something special in mind. Did you get off hearing my moans of pleasure, knowing that you could never please me like that?”“Yes, my goddess. Thank you, Mistress Lilith.”Over breakfast, a very well-prepared ham and cheese omelet, I presented him with a gift. “Although you’re a pathetic, little cunt with a tiny cock, you’ve been serving me well,” I scolded. “You may now wear this collar to demonstrate your devotion to your mistress.”He eagerly took the collar, “Owned” embossed on a shiny, steel plate riveted to it and put it on, thanking me.“Now, you dirty, little pervert, once you finish your chores for the day, you may dress in street clothes and go out and enjoy the day…”