The Dominant Student

The Dominant Student

The first meeting

„Come in, Linda!”

That was the usual invitation I gave to my students who came at my office hour to discuss some questions concerning my lecture. And Linda came almost every week. She was not that bright student and needed a lot of help in order to achieve her examination. And, I think she was fully aware about this fact and tried to get me in a willingly mood by dressing very sexily. Her short skirt, belly-free top and black stockings underlined her slender figure at best and one could imagine that Linda had applied her fabulous appearance in the past to reach her goals. I had to admit that I liked her sexy look and rewarded her behavior with some eagerness in giving her suitable hints. That was surely one of the benefits of my job as lecturer at the Dallas State University. Many good looking female students did it like Linda and used their body to get some help and favors.

I was excited not from Linda’s efforts but from the other student who was waiting. Her name was Sophie and she hadn’t been at my office so far. To me, she was a bit mysterious and reserved. She acted differently than the other female students. She didn’t show her body openly although she was surely a beauty. But this had the effect that I got more and more interested in her. She didn’t take a seat in the first rows in my lecture such that I could get a better glimpse on her. No, she always took one of the last rows. But usually she came some minutes late and always when I heard the clicking of her boots I went to the side of the lecture room in order to sneak a peek on her. I recognized that she didn’t wear the same dress and shoes twice. Well, she must have a huge collection on boots, shoes and clothes I thought to myself.

“Mr. Miller, I can’t understand this exercise. Please, give me a hint.”

Linda retrieved me from my thoughts and bent over her work. Hence, I got a clear view on her breasts and with a bit foggy mind I revealed her most of the solution which had the benefit that she left my office soon.

“Come in, Miss Sophie!”

Why on earth I had called her Miss? Usually my students were called with their first name? But with her I had to do it differently. I had the feeling that Sophie should be faced with more respect and the clothes she wore underlined this. A white blouse with black leather skirt and black boots gave her a superior appearance that had to be accepted.

“John, I am here, because I think that we have a special relation, a special bond. The way you look at me in the lectures shows that you have some interest in me and I want to clarify if you could meet my standards.”

Puh, that was really astonishing and incomprehensible at the same time. What did she mean with special relation and meet her standards. Surely I liked when my opponent took the lead and I could serve. But had she recognized this so fast? I smiled to her showing her my acceptance. But she didn’t reply my gaze and looked down to her boots to direct my attention there. Suddenly I fell on my knees before her and asked.

“My lady, may I clean your boots? There is some dust and dirt that should be withdrawn.”

I had taken all of my courage in order to show her my devotion. Had I seen the signs right. Would that meet her standards and could this evolve in a special relation.

“Okay, you are not a great checker, aren’t you? You needed some time to recognize my desires. But I could excuse that. Males are a bit slow and finally you found the right way. So go ahead and do it thoroughly.”

Now, I needed no more encouragement. I immediately fell forward and started kissing her boots. With my saliva I first wetted the leather in order to remove the dust and dirt by licking with my tongue and lips. Oh, I was on fire. Since many, many years this was the first time that I could serve a lady again. Not to disappoint her I licked her boots from the bottom to the top with full passion. Also her soles were cleaned thoroughly. After more than half an hour my lady gave me a kick to indicate that she was satisfied. I finished instantly, remained on my knees waiting for a new order with my view downwards on her boots.

“Okay Boot-licker, that was quite impressive. I think you showed the right mood and therefore you are lucky. I would give you more tries and this could be the start to a longer lasting relation. So come tomorrow at 6pm in my apartment.”

Wow, that were good news I thought as still on my knees I viewed her boots leaving my office.

The second meeting

Next day I arrived at her apartment half an hour short. I knew that punctuality would be mandatory and I had to avoid a delay at any cost. Nervously I waited in the hall to her apartment and rethought the events that had occurred so far. What could I expect, what was I willing to do? I only knew that Miss Sophie had a very dominant appearance which I would like to follow. I was caught by her attitude. İstanbul Escort I had the strong will to continue this special relationship. With a fast beating heart I knocked shyly at the door at exactly 6pm. But it didn’t happen anything. I couldn’t hear anything except my loud beating heart. I waited some minutes and tried again with a bit more force. Again I couldn’t note a sign from my lady and I got a bit puzzled. What should I do? Should I leave? But finally, I could hear some clicking boots approaching the door. Forcefully the door was opened and I could see Miss Sophie standing in all her glory in the entrance. But only short I could catch a glimpse of her respectful appearance since she pointed with her finger to the ground. Immediately I fell to my knees to give my lady a respectful greeting by kissing her boots.

“You are late boot-licker, come in and we see if you could be useful.”

She turned around and walked slowly backwards through the hall to a room. I crawled behind her always with a view on her boots. As she took a seat in a comfortable armchair I knew what to do. I immediately inspected her boots and found some dirt and dust that had to be removed. A thorough licking followed in the hope to satisfy her. Over half an hour my efforts lasted till I was pleased with my work. My lady was absorbed by reading some fashion magazines and didn’t regard me during that time. But finally:

“Boot-licker, you have potential. I think that I could have some use for you. There are a lot of chores to be done around here and I have not that much time. Of course you need some education, but that should be no problem. Are you interested?”

Deep in me I had hoped that such an opportunity would be given to me by Mistress Sophie. Hence, I was really flustered that I got this unique chance. Since a long time I had tried to find someone whom I could serve and now I could grab for it. I couldn’t believe my luck.

“Miss Sophie, it would be a great honor for me to provide you with my services. I will try my best not to disappoint you. Please, feel free to order me around. I need some leadership.”

I was a bit astonished about my courage. Could I as a lecturer at university be committed to the wishes of his student? That sounded weird to me.

“Fine Boot-licker, your duty for tonight would be to crawl to the next room. There in the cupboard you find my collection of shoes. They are waiting to be cleaned thoroughly.”

With a slight hit of her right boot she showed me to start my chores and I followed her orders and crawled to the next room. In the cupboard was a huge collection of shoes, boots in various lengths, high heeled pumps and sandals in various forms and colors. Many of them I recognized from my lectures where I always tried to catch a glimpse of them. I was delighted since I loved these and I immediately started my work. Those that were most dusty and dirty I gave first a careful licking. I knew that I couldn’t disappoint my new found mistress. Over two hours I was busy but at the end I was proud that I had mastered this first chore and wondered if Mistress would agree with me in this respect. My heart beat full of excitement as I heard Mistress’s boots coming nearer.

“Oh, you seem to be finished. You needed a lot of time. But this is okay if the work has been done properly. Let me see.”

Every pair of shoes I had to pass over to Mistress for inspection and she examined them carefully without distorting her face. I got more and more nervous since I couldn’t estimate if Mistress was pleased enough with my work. But finally she told.

“Okay, you seem to be a proper boot-licker. Boot-licking is your passion, isn’t it?”

I nodded still her boots in focus. I didn’t dare to raise my view to have a look at her stunning appearance. I got hope that Mistress was satisfied with my service and she was.

“Boots are fine for licking, sure. But I think you have earned a reward and boots can also be used for other tasks. Would you like to explore that, boot-licker?”

I nodded enthusiastically. Mistress seemed to be so nice to me.

“Then, strip. I want to see you naked.”

My feelings were twofold. On one side I wanted to follow her exciting order but on the other side I knew that my body was not very presentable. It was not in that kind of shape that young females would like to look at. But I had taken this new line and I had to follow it although there was a substantial risk that I could make a foot of myself. Hence, I reluctantly started undressing and collected my clothes neatly on a pile.

“That at your age you would not impress me is clear. But what I see is okay. You are not overweight and your little limp dick might be awakened to some life.”

I was relieved that my outer appearance was not disappointing to Mistress and got excited what a reward I could expect. I felt her finger under my chin turning my head upwards so that I could raise my look from her boots to her smiling face and stunning Escort İstanbul upper body.

“You like what you see. I know that. You belong to those sorts of perverts that ogle up all girls. I know that you like to watch the tits of your female students and that you reward their sexy behavior. Wanna see more, should I open a button of my blouse?”

I nodded and got more and more aroused.

“But subby, first we have to clarify something.”

She stroke with her boots along my now awakening dick.

“You wouldn’t mind if I slap your dick with my hand?”

“You wouldn’t mind if I would kick your balls with my boots?”

“You wouldn’t mind if I would crunch your balls with my heels?”

I nodded as I felt her boots squeezing my hardening cock. I was on fire and surely agreed to all what my mistress would demand. The view on her beautiful boobs together with the boots playing with my dick was overwhelming.

“You like my boobs, you would like to lick them. You would like that your cock is squeezed by my boots. You want to feel some pressure on it. Come on boy. Show me how you can cum, squirt it all over my boots.”

With these words spoken she intensified her rubbing of my cock and I got closer to a climax.

“Yeah, that’s it. Thaaaank you, Mistress!” I cried as I came. It was fantastic. I hadn’t such an experience for a long time and was very thankful to Mistress. After a short recovery I got aware what a mess I had caused and started licking her boots clean immediately. While licking I heard her saying.

“Well, boot-licker as I have mentioned before, I must say there is some potential in our relationship. I think that you can be educated well. Your performance so far was quite impressive and I thoroughly think about a continuation of our meetings. But only, if you sign the contract that I have prepared. Since you are busy with my boots I will read it loudly such that you can hear it.”

I was a bit puzzled. On one side I was happy that so far I could please Mistress with my actions on the other side I was a bit anxious what the future would bring. In my foggy mind I only saw a clear picture and that was the boots of my Mistress that had to be cleaned carefully.

“I, the signer of this contract confirm the following:

I am the humble boot-licker of my divine Mistress Sophie Dubois.
I have to follow all orders Mistress gives to me.
I have to accept that my masturbations habits have to come to an end.
I have to wear a chastity cage to give Mistress control.
I have to pass over the chastity key to Mistress.
I have to pay every week 1000 Dollar as key-holding fee for Mistress’s education efforts.
I have to pay a deposit of 20.000 Dollars that is transferred to Mistress for the case that my performance lacks the necessary enthusiasm.”

Since my full concentration was caught by cleaning my Mistress boots I had only a vague understanding of her sayings. But one thing got clear to me. If I would like to continue this relation I had to sign the paper. And as Mistress threw the contract to the floor waiting for my signature I took the pen and signed it immediately without thinking about its contents.

“Fine boot-licker, well done. So the first step is achieved and some others will follow. Crawl over to the desk. In the top drawer you will find a package that you may pass over to me.”

As I returned and handed the package over to Mistress I had no clue what it would contain.

“Boot-licker, this is a present from your mistress. Open the cover!”

I was puzzled, a present from my mistress, what a surprise? Hence with great excitement I followed her instructions and took the content out of the box. A steel ring and a cage in an awkward bent form I held in my hands. Asking for some help I looked at Mistress.

“Booty, you are really unexperienced, aren’t you. So, this is a cock ring. Guide your balls through it. It is a bit narrow and not that easy at the beginning. But you will get more practice with time. Then you may attach the chastity-cage at the ring and lock it up with this padlock. Do it now!”

Mistress was very assertive and I tried to execute her orders. As expected from her I had some difficulties but after some minutes I was able to put on the cage. It helped a lot that my cock was limp and I wondered how I should ever get an erection again.

“Well done, boy. Now, give me the keys and transfer the money to me. When I see it on my bank-account you could meet me again. Dismiss!”

The third meeting

The following days became very hard to me. I always had to think about the events that had turned my live so dramatically. And doing so I got aroused thinking of Mistress and I felt a strong desire to follow my masturbation habit. But this dumb cage hindered me to reach my usual relief. At university Mistress changed her behavior. Now she always took a place in the first row and dressed much more sexily. I had difficulties to İstanbul Escort Bayan concentrate on the lecture with the picture of Mistress in front of me wearing the chastity cage key on her slightly exposed cleavage. I was not sure whether to follow the entered path to new experiences or remain in my old boring life. But this god damn thing on my cock let me no choice. I had to transfer the money in order to see what would happen next.

A week later I stood again in front of her door and rang the bell. Her door didn’t get open but her neighbor’s and a young female looked at me.

“Sorry, I thought I heard my bell ringing. But, you would like to meet Sophie, I guess.”

Surprised I nodded and hoped that this young woman would return into her apartment but at that moment Mistress opened her door and smiled openly. She pointed immediately with her finger to the floor. I knew what to do and fell to my knees in order to greet my Mistress with a kiss on her sandals she had chosen to wear. I got very pleased that Mistress allowed me to have a look on her beautiful feet. These red sandals with 5 inch high heels were fabulous. I got a perfect view on her toes and most of her feet. I got more and more aroused but could notice that some work had to be done. There was some dirt and dust that had to be removed and I started licking her sandals carefully. I almost had forgotten the neighbor observing my strange behavior as I heard her saying.

“Hi Sophie, you have a new one?”

“Yes Laura, the old bothered me and this one has great potential. As you can see he shows great enthusiasm. Of course he needs some basic training but at the end he could be of suitable service to me.”

“Oh Sophie, you always have so much luck. I wish you some good time with him.”

“Thanks Laura, maybe when I am finished with his training you can borrow him.”

With these words spoken she turned around and walked slowly inside and I crawled after her, always focusing on her sandals. I could notice that she wore a beautiful red dress coming slightly over her knees and black stockings that pointed out her beautiful slender legs. As she sat down on her arm-chair and crossed one leg over her knee I could recognize that on the soles of her sandals some work was left to be done. I immediately bent forward and started licking to remove the dust and dirt from there. It was my destiny that Mistress would always have clean shoes.

“Booty, you make me really glad. I think that you could be useful to me. I appreciate that you come here again in order to get some basic training. That I control your habits is very important and would give you and me some benefits. Go on, finish that thorough cleaning of my sandals.”

I heard her words with some pride. Mistress wanted to continue my education. I was very glad to hear that and my few doubts that I had at the beginning flew away. I wanted to be very eager to serve Mistress properly.

“Okay, boot-licker! That’s enough. As chore for tonight you should do my laundry. Crawl to my bathroom. In the basket you will find a lot of different clothes that have to be washed. And be careful, separate the items with respect to the temperature they could afford in the washing-machine and wash the more sensitive clothes by hand.”

She gave me a kick to start my work and I crawled to the bath-room. There I found the basket with her worn clothes. Not only various tops, dresses, shirts and skirts were waiting to be cleaned, but also her underwear, lingerie items and stockings were given in my hands. What a treasure I thought. At each item I first inhaled the scent of Mistress before I inspected how to handle the washing. Oh, how I liked this work. I imagined her full firm breasts from the scent of her various bras and tops. I thought that I had a clear picture from her cunt from the intensively sniffing at her panties and knickers. It lasted some hours but at the end the washing-machine was filled and the delicate sensitive items were cleaned by hand. When finished I returned to my mistress awaiting new orders.

“Booty, come to my side. You filled the washing-machine and the hand-washed items are drying on the clothesline. Now you have some spare time and want some new orders from Mistress. Okay, I think, it is time that your obedience training should start. But before that you should recognize the following rules my slaves have to accept.

Females are superior,
Males should always show their inferiority,
Slaves should always make their owners proud,
Women’s opinions matter, males only support them,
Never disappoint your Mistress,
Be creative in worshipping your Mistress,
Mistress is always right
Pay all your attention to the needs of Mistress
A punishment is always justified
Never cheat on your Mistress

Learn the rules, next time I will examine if you know them well enough.”

This shouldn’t be that difficult, I thought. Most of the rules were very natural to me and part of my inner attitude.

“Okay subby, what about rule

. How can you fulfill it?” I thought about it a short moment and then started undressing me. Naked on my knees bound with my head to her shoes should indicate my inferiority to Mistress. As I felt one sole on my neck pressing my head to the ground I hoped that Mistress was pleased with me.