The Job Interview - Part 4

Here is the 4th installment of James new life living with Michelle. I hope you enjoy it and love to hear feedback.

Sarah and Michelle headed for sports car.

"You seem a bit upset. Are you OK?" Michelle asked

"Yes Ma'am, I know I've only known him 5 minutes, but I really liked him and liked how he made me feel. Now I know he belongs to you and I will not get a chance to have him anymore. I just couldn't believe you turned him into a slave so quickly. I was just disappointed." she explained

Michelle tried to comfort her, "I understand my pet. I did warn you though. I haven't met a good pussy eater who wasn't a submissive at heart"

"Yes ma'am, you were right."

"Look on the bright side. He is coming to live with me and now he will be doing all the chores that you used to do." Michelle said.

"Oh Yeah?" Sarah said excitedly. Sarah was still Michelle's pet at heart, despite moving back to London, but now mistress had a male pet. Michelle would make Sarah's standing in the house elevated above that of the man. This allowed Michelle the opportunity to make him understand where men stood in her home. All of Sarah's duties would now be James's duties.

Michelle interrupted Sarah's thoughts, "And I am going to allow you to use him in anyway you need to, so long as it does not interfere with him taking care of my needs."

"Really?" Sarah replied.

"Yes."

"I can make him eat my pussy and I can have him fuck me if I want?" She asked.

"NO! You know better than that. He can eat you and pleasure you anyway except he is not allowed to fuck you. He can only cum when I say and he can only get relief with his own hand. He is not allowed to stick his penis in any hole."

James worked aimlessly around trying to do his chores around the house. He could not get his mind off of the events of earlier in Michelle’s front room. Even if he could forget about them momentarily, the ache in his rock hard dick brought them rushing back. It had been over an hour since she left the house and still his cock was uncomfortably hard. He had never experience a hard on that lasted this long in his life. Yes, he had stayed hard this long before, but not when he wasn't watching porn or engaging in some kind of sexual play. This was different, he was working and he was trying to put it in the back of his mind. It was no use. She had left him in a state of sexual agony. But never mind that, this was a world apart from a trading floor in the City of London.

He was so conflicted. He was a little scared at how much control Michelle had had over him, but he couldn't believe how much he had enjoyed it. He had never been so excited. However, he didn't know he could be manipulated into so eagerly worshipping a woman's feet, while kneeling naked! On top of all of that, he couldn't believe how much it turned him on. He wanted nothing more than to do more.

James shook himself out of his daydreams and realised he could no longer work like this. He needed to go take care of this hard on but daren’t for fear Mistress Michelle would find out. In the end James found as much resolve as he could muster to overcome his urge.

As seven O’clock approached James got more and more excited; his cock was still very uncomfortable. He reached down and tried to adjust his jeans to relieve some of the discomfort. As he did his hand brushed across his rock hard member and sent a chill through his body. Shit, he thought to himself, how could this woman do this to him. James had never met a woman quite like this. The temptation to masturbate was great, but James resisted. He couldn't believe the hold she had on him already. He was definitely looking forward to doing more tonight. He spent the rest of the day with a hard on thinking about that morning, dreaming about the night to come, and wishing the clock to move as quickly as possible to 7pm.

James was in the kitchen when he heard Michelle arrive just before 7. As he stuck his head around the door, he saw a note stuck to the back of the front door. It read: "TAKE OFF ALL YOUR CLOTHES, GO INTO THE LOUNGE, KNEEL ON THE RUG IN THE LOUNGE AND DON'T SAY A WORD."

James complied and went in. He found the rug and knelt on it. His cock was already hard thinking about what was to come. He looked around and once again noticed how big the house was; her company must have been a real success. Everything was top of the line and beautiful. He continued to wait. He thought to himself, "Maybe she didn't hear me come in." He wanted to call out, but remembered the note, so he just knelt there. The time passed slowly and his knees started to ache. "Where is she", he thought. "What is keeping her?"

Michelle was well aware that James had come in. She was testing him. She wanted to see how long he would patiently wait there for her. She had a state of the art surveillance system. She had cameras in every room. After about 20 minutes, she decided he had done well enough and she proceeded to go down stairs.

James heard movement up the stairs and raised his eyes to see if it was Michelle. His eyes reached the top of the stairs from the open plan lounge and there she was. She was wearing a full length black robe that was tied around her middle. As she proceeded toward him he could see her long booted full legs peek out of the robe as she walked. He looked higher and could see the swell of her tits, and his cock twitched.

She reached the bottom and moved up right in front of him. He could smell the exotic fragrance of her perfume. She was beautiful. His loins stirred more. She looked down at him and spoke.

"This is where I expect you to be every night when I get home, if I have been out for the day. I will call when I am on my way and when I get home, I expect a pleasant greeting, and you will lick my panties 'hello'. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress Michelle" he said, remembering how she had told him to address her earlier.

"Well, I'm waiting!" She snapped.

"Good evening Mistress Michelle. How was your day?" He asked.

With that, Michelle opened her robe and showed her body. She was wearing black panties and a black corset. James eagerly started licking the crotch of her panties. He could feel the silky material on his nose and tongue as he nestled into them and he loved that. His cock grew harder and started oozing pre cum.

Michelle answered his question matter of factly, "My day was good thanks." She stood there and made him continue for a few minutes until she could feel she was nice and wet and knew her panties were too. Then she pushed him back.

"Enough!" she stepped back and closed her robe again. "Stand and follow me."

James stood and followed Michelle, his prick bouncing up and down as he walked. He could see the outline of her big full ass in her robe and all he wanted to do was grab it and lick it.

She led him upstairs. They went to the huge master suite.

"This is where I sleep." She said. For the first time she let him enter her boudoir. "I want to talk you through some further rules and requirements." She spoke so matter of factly, as if she was explaining any form of work that you might find in a mundane office. "You will wake me every weekday at 6:30 by eating my pussy until I cum. I hate alarm clocks, so you will wake up before me and come wake me up. Then you will help me bathe, help me dress, and make me breakfast. After I leave for the day, you will do all your house work. I will leave a list for the first couple of days until you get the hang of it."

"Yes Mistress Michelle "

Michelle led him back down the stairs to the living room. She turned and stood in front of him.

"Kneel!" she commanded

James complied. She again opened her robe, but this time she removed it, throwing it on the couch. She stood in front of him and watched as he gazed at her body. She let him soak it in. She was about to tell him all the other rules and she knew it would be easier for him to comply with if his attention was on her body. She moved her panty covered pussy right in front of his face. He could smell the pungent odor of her juices. He breathed in deeply. She stayed there for a few seconds. Then backed up and started massaging her huge tits. James just watched in disbelief as she squeezed her mounds and pinched her hardening nipples.

"Listen well; these are the most important rules. I want to reiterate them from the other day. You will be either naked, or in panties, at all time in this house when I am here. Otherwise you can dress as you please. You will do everything I say without hesitation, or there will be consequences."

James just nodded and continued to watch her play with her tits.

"You will not be allowed to cum with out permission. Do you have any questions?"

"Yes Mistress Michelle. When can I fuck you?" James asked

"Fuck me? Are you kidding? With that little penis? I need a real cock to take care of my needs. Your penis will never enter my body. Your tongue and fingers are the only things on your body that will be inside of me. You have a tiny penis and I would never let a penis that size, fuck me. In fact from now on, it will be known as a cockette, cos that is what it is."

Even though Michelle was totally humiliating him, James just seemed to get more aroused. His cock was painfully hard and was dripping a steady steam of pre cum onto the floor.

Michelle reached behind her back and released the clips on her corset. She took it off and threw it on the couch too. For the first time he could see her massive breasts uncovered. He just continued to gaze at her. His mouth started watering as he imagined sucking those monsters.

As she continued to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples, Michelle spoke. "I am going to let you suck my tits, but only if you agree to all the terms I have just set. Do you agree to them?"

"YES Mistress Michelle!!!" James said enthusiastically

Michelle leaned down and placed her tits in front of his face," Go ahead."

James attacked the biggest set of tits he had ever seen with vengeance. He licked, he sucked and he just buried his face between them. They were everything he had imagined. He wanted this moment to never end. He could just worship these mounds for the rest of his life and die a happy man.

"That's right, suck on Mistress Michelle's big beautiful titties." Michelle seductively said.

Another thing she had learned was that nothing makes a man more submissive than to think of you as an authority figure and what better authority figure is there but a stern aunty. It was not an incestuous thing; it just makes them even more submissive. And that is what she wanted from James.

Michelle let him continue for a few more minutes, all the time talking down to him. Then she stood up. James let out a whimper as the flesh of her mounds separated from his mouth. Just then Sarah walked in.

"Remember Sarah from the weekend?" Michelle said devilishly. "She used to live here too."

James turned and saw who Michelle meant. She must have been in that room where the door was closed. He saw he on his first weekend and thought she was very attractive, in a shy demour way; now he finds out she used to live here. Seeing him on the floor naked would only confirm to her that he was not a stud at all, but a man who wanted to me dominated and controlled by women.

Sarah winked at James and said," Hello."

She too was dressed very sexy. She was wearing a tight little corset and panties set that hugged in all the right places. He soon forgot his humiliation and just watched as she walked by.

"You will do anything Sarah wants also. She is another one of my pets like you, but she is still in charge of you. Understand?"

James nodded.

Michelle pointed at the couch and Sarah sat down. Michelle removed her soaked panties turned them inside out and placed them on his lips, "Lick!!" As he lapped up all the moisture on her panties she spoke, "You will lick all my panties clean before you wash them."

James nodded. He thought to himself, "This is a privilege not a chore."

James licked her panties until she was satisfied. "I am going to go to my room and relax before I go to bed." She looked at James and said, "Follow me."

They walked up the stairs and back to her bedroom.

"Kneel." James complied and was now face to face with her bare pussy.

"You have done a good job today. Help me off with my boots." She said as she sat on the edge of her bed. "You may cum on my feet." She pointed at them. "Don't you make a mess by missing and getting any on the carpet. Then lick them clean. Go."

James started stroking his raging hard on, all the while pointing his cock towards her sexy feet. Michelle almost chuckled at its size as she sat looking down on him and watched as he played with his little member. It only took about ten strokes until cum started shooting out of it. He shot his entire wad onto her feet. "Now lick them clean...all of it." James knelt down licked up the thick blob on the top of her foot, in a daze from the buzz the moment created.

"See you at 6:30 sharp tomorrow morning." she said with a giggle, "You will go to bed now."

As he walked away, James went to his room and sat back on his bed and again couldn't believe this woman could do this to him. On the other hand, he had never so enjoyed being used and humiliated, and he was more sexually satisfied at this moment than he had ever been in his life.

To be continued...