Herrin C. and her slave Bob: she teaches him how to become a gentleman
26 February 2010
At nine o’ clock this evening I am seeing Bob, my favourite slave, thought Herrin C.
He is incredibly small: he is five foot tall and I can easily rule over him.
I am six foot tall and he hardly arrives at my neck when I am bare - footed.
But I am going to wear my highest heels tonight! I want to be six feet and
nine inches tall! He will not see even my sinuous breast!
Considering that he is shortsighted, he will not be able to see my turgid
red lips and he will not be able to look at my eyes that are the brightest
sapphires on this earth.
I do not want to find any opposition tonight.
I want him to humiliate
before me. I want to mortify his flesh with my long red nails, with my
riding whip and, above all, with my vertiginous stiletto heels!
I want to compare my long feet with his little feet, I want to compare
my long fingers with his little fingers and I want him to cry.
I will have no mercy on him.
I will be pitiless and implacable tonight. He will soon cry for mercy!
I am going to scratch his body with my nails that are tigers’ crawls.
I want him to say: “I cannot bear you to treat me like that!”
I want him to say: “ I support pain with great courage because I really
deserve to be punished because of my previous bad behaviour”.
I want him to proclaim: “Women are taller and
stronger than men”. I want him to proclaim: “Women are the strong sex and
I am nothing but a meaningless male slave”.
I want him to say: “Flog me until I bleed; use your rod until I am politer
towards you!”.
I want him to say: “You are my Mistress and I will do whatever you want!”
I want him to say: “I will serve you till the end of my useless and anonymous life”.
Let us see if I am able to find my riding whip and let us look for our stiletto
heels which contain a cutting blade inside!
Where are my patent - leather black shoes?
Where are my favourite nine inches stiletto heels?
Trampling is my favourite sport! Bob is going to suffer tonight!
I want him to lick my shoes! I want him to lick my stiletto heels!
I want to bind him and I want him to lick, my shoes
that is the highest humiliation for a man!
But let us see if my precious bra is still able to contain my huge boobs!
Oh! It is tight! My boobs are getting bigger and bigger because of my
monthly production of delicious milk. My bra was soaked in milk yesterday.
My boobs are so rich of milk that I could feed the entire world!
But nobody can touch me.
Let see us if my red knickers are clean. Yes, they are!
Let us see if my black suspender belt is adequate. Yes it is!
And, finally, let see see if my black stockings are enough long and resistant
to bind him!
In the meanwhile Bob was thinking about Celeste.
What is she going to do to me tonight?
Of course she will punish me as usual. She will whip me and then she will
humiliate me. I do not want it! I want to react! This night I am going to slap her!
Oh! It is late. I should have arrived earlier!
The meeting was to be at nine p.m.. It was half past nine!
Oh! Bob thought: she will horribly punish me! Let us ring!
B.: Ring!
C.: …

