I’m resuming right where I left off, so if you haven’t read part 1, I highly recommend doing so!

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I’m too stunned to speak as the Goddess I just witnessed dominate and peg my seemingly alpha boss was now sitting in my lap, asking what I wondered of what I had just witnessed. And as Miss May awaited my response, she stared me down with a delighted yet sinister look on her face.

“I uh I-” I stuttered out, staring at her in disbelief and unable to state how amazing it was! It was everything that I had ever fantasized about, yet I couldn’t form the words.

Miss May must have gotten tired of waiting for a response as the next thing I know, I felt a light crushing feeling on my balls. I let out a moan of discomfort as I looked down to see her latex-gloved hand clutching my balls. My attention was brought back up to Miss May’s face by her other hand that wasn’t currently wrapped around my balls, as she started to speak.

“I asked you a question, boy, and I expect an answer!” She said sternly, grasping my balls a little bit harder.

While her grip on my balls wasn’t excruciating, it certainly did the job of getting my attention and expressing her message. Either I answer the question soon, or she’ll make it hurt for real, and not wanting that, I hurriedly answered.

“I enjoyed it very much, Miss May! Seeing you dominate Robert was like something straight out of my fantasies!” I shouted out. It was the honest to God truth, as I had spent many a night jerking off to femdom porn or stories with similar events. That being said though, I did feel slightly ashamed at admitting I enjoyed it aloud, but that feeling was quickly replaced by pleasure as I felt Miss May remove her hand from my balls and move it to the shaft of my rock-hard dick. I couldn’t help but let out a moan of pleasure as she slide one of her latex-clad finger’s up the underside of the shaft.

In the state that I was in, her teasing touch, however light and insignificant it may have seemed, was pure ecstasy right now. The touch of her finger brought out an audible moan of pleasure from me as I felt my dick twitch and leak out drops of precum as she tormented me with pleasure.

Miss May had a look of pure satisfaction on her face as she witnessed the effect her touch was having on me. The urge to beg for more then just a single finger consumed me; I didn’t care if it would lead to more teasing, I just needed more. The touch of her single latex finger felt more satisfying in that moment than any pussy or mouth that had ever touched my dick. The feeling was too much though and I felt myself breaking from the pleasure and I was ready to beg for more, but I’m sure Miss May could sense that I was about to break, so before I could even begin begging she removed her finger. Then she proceeded to verbally tease me.

“Oh, I could certainly tell that you enjoyed the show; I mean, this big dick of yours has been rock hard the enitre time I was playing with my Subby Hubby. And your even so clearly turned on that I got it to leak at the touch of a single finger!” That last part she said with a slight giggle in her voice and a light playful slap to the shaft of my cock. Desipte my arousal I still felt slightly embarrassed and humiliated at the effect Miss May was having on me, and as I looked down I saw just how much precum I was leaking. Miss May must have sensed my shame as she didn’t let up on me and continued to escalate her teasing.

“I mean, just look at you, that dick of yours is making such a mess!” At this point, Miss May got up off my and was now standing tall in front of me as I remained bound to the chair I had been in since I was forced to watch the domination of my boss.

For the first time since she had pegged him until he exploded all over his and had fastened her dildo to him so that it would remain inside, Miss May addressed Robert. “Stop laying around and get over here Subby!” I looked over to where Robert, my boss, was and saw that he was still collapsed in heap in the spot Miss May had left him in. I saw him begin to move and get onto all fours as he began crawling over to us, as he got closer I could see that his cum that he was forced to shoot all over his face had started to dry. As Robert kneeled at Miss May’s feet I couldn’t help but wonder what must have been running through his mind. There was much time for wondered though for either of us as Miss May barked out her next orders.

“I think this boy has spent enough time bound to that chair, I think it’s time we unbound him from there, but he’s not broken in yet so he still needs to be tied up. But I think it’s time he learns that his place is on his knees, so get to it Subby help out my new boy.”

At Miss May’s command Robert proceeded to stand and walk behind me where I was stitting, he undid the cuffs that had my hands bound to the arms of the chair. But before he undid my legs he took one of the cuffs completely off the chair and used them to bind my hands behind my back. Finally Robert undid the cuffs that bound my legs and then he proceeded to resume his position on his knees next to Miss May.

Miss May smirked at me still sitting in the chair before giving me my next orders.

“Go on boy stand up and kneel at my feet, I want to those legs shoulder with apart.” I did as Miss May asked and then I looked up at her for her next orders, but she just stared down at me. “Good boy, I so love to see young studs like yourself down on their knees before me where they belong.”

Before I could say anything though Miss May began rubbing her thigh high leather boots against my cock. I let out a moan of pleasure as this was all the time something that I had often fantasized about, and the feeling of Miss May’s leather boots rubbing against my cock felt better then I could’ve imagined. Without even thinking I felt my mind go blank and started to slightly and I wondered subtly thrust against Miss May’s boot. I was now timing my thrusts against this goddesses boot and I was in such pure ecstacy that I didn’t even realize how obvious it was that I was humping Miss May’s boots.

Unbeknownst to me though, as my mind was a complete fog, Miss May was looking down at me pathetically humping her boots in time with her rythmn to how she was rubbing it against my cock. She knew that she had me hooked under her spell as I humped her boot, longing for stimulation on my cock and as I continued to hump my cock started leaking again and as those pearl white drops of precum leaked onto her boots Miss May knew exactly how to cement the spell of submission she had over me.

I was just about to thrust against her boot when this time she pulled it away out of reach, I let out a groan of frustration at the absence of stimulation from her leather boot against my dick. And I looked up at her with a look of pleading in my eyes but as I looked into her eyes, I saw no sympathy in them, only the sinister look of a predator who caught their prey.

“Was someone enjoying the feeling of rubbing themselves against the leather of my boots?”

“Yes Miss May” I said, eyes downcast and unable to meet her gaze.

“I could tell, you also just couldn’t help yourself could you, you little slut boy. You couldn’t resist the urge to hump my boot without asking for permission and what’s worse is you made a mess all over my boot!”

With my head still downcast I tilted my head up to see with slight horror that she was right I had made a mess on her boot. Due to my heightened arousal from the feeling of Miss May’s leather boot against my dick I hadn’t realized that I had been leaking precum, which now coated her black boot. I could only stare at the pearly white drops that stood out against the black leather as shame and further arousal filled my body and mind, wondering just how exactly I’d be punished for these indiscretions.

Unbeknownst to me though Miss May already knew exactly how she wanted to punish me, and honestly I should’ve seen it coming.

“Well what are you waiting for, don’t just kneel there staring at the mess YOU made, clean it up. NOW!” The sound of Miss May’s authoratative voice brought my attention back to her as I looked up at her rather pathetically.

“But how am I suppossed to clean your boot when my hands are bound behind my back Miss May?” As I asked I saw the smirk forming on your face as you looked down at me.

“Isn’t it obvious my little slut boy, you need to clean up your mess with your tongue. Go on, you’re the one who made the mess so you need to clean it. What’s the matter I thought you wanted to be my new slave boy?”

“I do Miss May…”

“Well good slave boy’s do what they’re told, even when it’s something they don’t want to do. Besides I never told you to hump my boot so you really only have yourself to blame for the mess that’s currently on my boot. So consider this a lesson of why you should obey me and why you shouldn’t do things you aren’t told to do.”

As I tilt my head back down, resigned to the fact that I can either lick up my precum from Miss May’s boot right now and have my fantasies fulfilled or back out and all the time be left wondering what if. I make eye contact with Robert who is obediently kneeling off to the side of Miss May. For some reason seeing him kneeling next to Miss May so subserviently and with his face covered in his own dried up cum spurs me on. I take one more look at my precum on Miss May’s boot and I bow down so that I can begin licking up my own precum.

As my tongue touches her boot the taste of leather and precum fills my mouth. At first the saltiness takes me aback but I know that Miss May won’t be satisfied unless it’s licked clean, so I continue. It feels so humiliating having to bow down and not only lick Miss May’s boot but also have to lick my own precum off it. Yet the humiliation only serves to further turn me on especially as Miss May doesn’t stay quiet but continues to degrade me.

“That’s it, you dirty little slut, lick up your filth off my boot! You better get used to being my little bootlicker if you want to earn the right of becoming mg slave and you especially better get used to the taste of your own jizz!” Miss May’s humiliating words while degrading only served to further arouse and encouraged me to obey. I ferverenly lapped my tongue at her boot, no longer caring about the taste of my precum. After a few more minutes Miss May yelled at me to stop and kneel with my back straight, which was a little difficult without the use of my hands but I managed. As I straightened up though I saw Miss May signal to Robert and he procceded to get on all fours behind her at which point Miss May then sat on his back with her legs crossed. Without even pausing as if this were natural Miss May addressed me.

“Well, boy, how did your precum taste?” she said with an ear-to-ear grin.

“I-It tasted salty and a little bitter,” I said truthfully, her words of how better get used to the taste echoing in my head as I couldn’t imagine ever getting used to the taste.

“Well once again you only have yourself to blame boy, get a better diet and eat more fruit and it won’t taste as bad. I meant what I said though about getting used to the taste of your own jizz. I absoluetly love making my slaves eat their own cum for my amusement, just watching the sheer devotion it takes for a man who just blasted away his arousal get down on his knees and lick it up puts a smile on my face. So be grateful that your first taste of your own jizz was your precum and not after I made you bust that load.”

I could tell that Miss May was waiting for a response so ovediently I gave if to her.

“Thank you Miss May for allowing my first taste of my own jizz to be my precum.”

Smiling, Miss May continued her lecture.

“You’re very welcome slut and after all from the fact that rock hard dick of yours hasn’t gone soft this entire time I’d say you enjoyed it or maybe you just like being my little bootlicker and when I humiliate you. Either way though don’t worry if you stick with my training to be my slave boy you’ll grow to love eating your own cum for me. I mean just look at my Subby Hubby, he used to hate the taste of his own jizz, but now he loves it so much that he considers it a punishment when I make him give himself a facial and deny him the privilege to eat it. Isn’t that right, Subby?”

She gave the order with a stiff slap to Robert’s ass with the sound of her latex glove smacking against flesh echoing in the office.

“Yes Mistress May, I used to hate the taste of my cum but now I love showing my devotion to you by eating my own cum!”

Miss May then looked at me with a very serious look on her face, gone was the smug smirk and instantly I know what she was about to say next was serious.

“Now Mike I can tell that me and my husband’s private kinky life interests you, whether that’s from genuine interest or from your own perverted kinky fantasies of what you think this life is like remains to be seen. Though if I had to take a guess I’d say it’s the latter.”

I was about to object when Miss May held up her hand to silence me, instantly I stopped myself.

“If you remember I made you a deal when you rudely interrupted us, you could walk away and pretend like you saw nothing. Tell everyone our secret and be sued into oblivion. Or you could submit to me and be trained as my newest slave. This is your last chance to back out Mike, choose wisely.”

I wondered about my choice very carefully, but I already knew what I wanted, I just needed to say it aloud.

“I want to submit to you Miss May, I want to be trained into your obedient submissive!”

Upon hearing my answer Miss May flashed me that sinister smirk of hers.

“Good, I’m going to have some fun breaking you in Slut.”