Becky's Slave

6. Hilda

I arrived a few minutes early, so I waited. I remembered what Becky had said about Hilda being very precise. I waited until exactly 12:00, and then I knocked on the door. I could hear footsteps, and then the door opened. "Well don't just stand there, get in here. Get into the guest room and get out of those clothes. " She pointed her finger angrily as I hurried to the guest room. I could feel my face burning with embarrassment as she watched me undress. Hilda was a good-looking woman. She appeared to be in her mid to late 40s. She was approximately 5'6" tall, and well built. She wore a short housedress that barely covered the tops of her well shaped legs.

A smile formed on her face as I lowered my pants exposing my wispy white panties and garter belt. "Very nice, I like those." My face burned even more as I stepped out of my pants and stood before her in my white feminine attire. "That will do nicely. Turn around. I want to see your ass." I felt very humiliated as I turned to expose my panty-covered ass. Hilda looked me up and down. She began to snicker, as she knew how humiliated I must feel.

"Follow me into the kitchen and I we will begin." Hilda instructed me for several minutes explaining what she wanted me to do, mostly household chores, but nothing that seemed to me to be very time-consuming. "I will be working at my computer. Before you begin your chores, I want a cup of tea." I prepared it and took it to her. She brought the cup to her lips as she turned in her chair and looked up at me. "Denny, there is something else I want you to do first. Message my feet. I understand you are good at that. And I want the full treatment too." Becky usually either makes me eat her pussy or teases me with it when I massage her feet. I could feel that familiar stirring in my balls as I sank to my knees in front of her. Would I be allowed to serve Hilda? I carefully grasped her right foot and began massaging it. "Oh yes, that feels good. Do the other one." I did the same with her other foot. "Denny, remember, I want the full treatment." I slowly lowered my head and placed my lips on her foot. I enjoyed the unwashed odor of Hilda's feet, a scent that always excites me. I could feel my penis began to stiffen, as I pampered Hilda's feet.

"Oh yes Denny. That is good. Lick between my toes." One by one I licked the space between her toes. The salty taste of her sweaty skin excited me even more. After a few minutes of this, Hilda moved her ass forward in the chair and placed her feet on my shoulders on either side of my neck.

"My legs Denny, worship my legs." I turned my head and began kissing her legs. They were smooth as silk. I worked my way up to her knees, fearful of going any further without permission. Hilda spread her legs wider exposing her bare crotch. A light feminine scent began to fill the air. I boldly moved closer and began kissing her thighs. She responded by spreading her legs further apart and exposing her pussy. God, what a beautiful sight it was. Her pubic hair was long, but well trimmed. Her moist swollen clit protruded from her pussy mound. Her pussy lips were larger than any I had ever seen. I could hardly take my eyes off them. I kissed her thighs softly as her erotic feminine scent grew stronger. I could feel my penis stiffen and my balls swell with excitement.

"That's good Denny. Oh yes, that is real good." Hilda brought her hand down to her pussy as she spoke and used her fingers to massage her clit. 'Miss Hilda, I would be more than happy to… to help you with that.' Her eyes remained closed as she continued to finger her pussy and play with her clit. It suddenly occurred to me that she was probably used to doing this in front of the computer. Being single and not dating much, she probably masturbated a lot and imagined someone like me attending to her needs. "No Denny, not yet. You are not worth yet." She opened her eyes and looked down at me. She knew I was dying to eat her pussy. "Do you like to smell me Denny?" I nodded my head immediately. "Is your cock getting hard Denny?" I looked down at my stiff penis almost visible through the shear material of my panties. In all of the excitement, I had forgotten how I was dressed, and how humiliated I must look. 'Yes ma'am, it is hard." Hilda pulled herself back up on the chair, but kept her legs spread wide.

"Denny, I want you to stand up so I can see you." I slowly rose to a standing position in front of her. My penis was so hard; the head was protruding from the top of my thong panties. "Oh yes, it is hard. Come closer Denny." I moved toward her slowly, cautiously, not knowing what she had in mind. "Closer Denny, I want to see it closer." It suddenly occurred to me that she had probably not seen very many naked men, and she was probably very curious. Her eyes seemed fixed on my penis as I moved closer. She turned in her chair so that her face was only inches from my panty covered cock and balls. To my surprise she leaned forward and began to blow on me. "Does that feel good Denny? Do you like that?" I was so excited that I inadvertently contracted my muscles, making my penis twitch several times. 'Yes… a yes ma'am… it does feel good.'

"Pull you panties down Denny. Pull them down so I can see it better." I put my fingers in the waistband of my panties and pulled them down below my balls. Of course, my penis sprang forward and almost touched her lips as I raised back up. Her eyes were still fixed on my penis. She raised her right hand and gently placed her fingers on my shaft. God, it felt so good. I could feel the tension in my balls, and I just knew that any second the precum would start forming on the end. Then she brought her left hand up and cupped my balls as she continued to stroke me with her right hand. The feeling was unbelievable. I looked down again to see a tiny bead of precum forming on my slit. She was driving me into a sexual frenzy.

"Denny, they tell me that precum has a sweet taste to it. Does it?" I did not know what to say. "Tell me Denny. I know you have tasted yours. Becky has told me all about you. Tell me Denny." I could feel my face redden as she looked up at me. 'Yes ma'am. Yes ma'am, it does.' Hilda put her fingers all around the base of my cock and slowly squeezed it while she pulled my foreskin up to the head of my penis. A large volume of precum was now standing on the tip of my penis. Before it had a chance to drip off, Hilda opened her mouth and extended her tongue. Then I felt her wet warm tongue on the head of my penis. The feeling was magnificent. Then, she removed her hand from my penis, put her lips on the head, and took it into her mouth. Within a few seconds, my entire penis was in her mouth. I became so excited I was afraid that I would ejaculate in her mouth. Hilda opened her eyes and looked into mine as she moved her tongue around the head of my rock hard penis.

"You like that Denny. Don't you?" I was fighting hard not to ejaculate. I knew she may not like it. 'Yes ma'am…yes ma'am… it…it feels very good ma'am. Then she abruptly stopped and pulled away from my penis. "That's enough fun for you Denny. You are not worth yet. Do you understand me Denny?" I should have known that she was only teasing me and using me for her own desire, for her own curiosity. 'Yes ma'am, I understand.' Hilda pointed to the floor in front of her and I quickly got back to my knees. "You may continue Denny." I moved forward and pressed my lips to her inner thigh. Her feminine odor was even stronger than before. She brought her finger again to her pussy and began rubbing her wet pussy. Her legs spread even wider as she manipulated her swollen sex. I again noticed how large her clitoris had become.

"See how wet I am Denny? Oh yes, I am so wet. I need to cum real bad Denny. You don't mind if I cum, do you?" I did not say anything as Hilda continued to rub her fingers over her swollen clit. The discharge from her pussy was dripping from her vagina and running down the crack of her ass. "Oh yes Denny, I am going to cum. Oh God! Keep kissing my legs Denny. Worship them. Imagine you are licking my pussy. Oh Yes! Worship me Denny." Hilda's voice was beginning to shake. The smell of her sex was strong in the air, and her body was beginning to quiver. Then she stiffened. "Oh Yes, Oh my God. Oh Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I could tell that she had cum. I looked down at my rock hard cock and wanted so badly to touch myself and make me cum. However, I knew that she would not allow that. Her orgasm finally subsided and she rested there for several moments with her legs spread and my nose only inches from her fragrant sexy pussy.

Finally she spoke. "That will be all for now Denny. You will go to work now." She pushed her chair away from me and closed her legs. "I expect you to do a good job Denny. I do not tolerate poor quality work. Now go!" I quickly got to my feet and went about my chores.

Chapter 6 The punishment

Because of my submissive nature, my intimate contact with her had drawn me closer, and all I could think about was pleasing her. I went about my chores, but my mind was on the beautiful pussy I had just seen and smelled. I wondered how it would taste. Would she piss on me? What other things will she want me to do? I continued cleaning Hilda's house, hoping she would be pleased and allow me to be more intimate with her and allow me to cum.

When I was finished, I crept slowly into Hilda's study. That was when I first noticed "it" in the corner of the room. I guess I had been so attentive to Hilda earlier at her computer, that I had not noticed "it". It was a doctor's exam table, complete with stirrups. My mind wondered to the many Internet sites I had seen. I could feel my balls begin to stir as my imagination went wild.

'I am finished ma'am. Would you please look to see if my work is pleasing to you?' Hilda did not look up, but continued to work at her computer. "I don't see how you could possibly be done. I suggest you look over your work and report back to me again." I slowly walked out of the study and went back through the house again; thinking about the exam table and what she was going to use it for. I checked to make sure I had done everything she told me to do. I waited for a while and returned again to the study. "I believe I am finished ma'am." Hilda slowly turned in her chair and looked at me coldly. "This is the second time you have told me this. You had better be telling me the truth. If I find that you are lying to me…you will be punished."

To make a long story short, she was very dissatisfied. Regardless of how long I would have toiled, I do not think I could have done a pleasing job for her. Either she is impossible to please, or she was looking for a reason to punish me. We finished the tour back in the guest room, and Hilda sat down to lecture me. I, of course, was on my knees with my head down. "Denny, I have something else I want to talk with you about. There is an ulterior reason for your being here today. Becky tells me that you have become… well, undisciplined lately. You have been questioning her motives. You have been lax around the house, and you lack motivation." Hilda stood up and walked toward the exam table. "Becky is not the disciplinary type. She is not that aggressive, at least not physically. She prefers to punish the mind, hoping the body will follow. I, on the other hand, believe the opposite. After watching you today, and knowing what Becky has been telling me, I think you need discipline and punishment."

The room became silent. I was not sure if she was waiting on me to talk, or just pausing. "Well Denny, what do you have to say for yourself? " I thought for a moment. "I…I am sorry ma'am. I did not know that I was…" She grabbed my hair and pulled my head toward her. "That is right you little slut. You did not know because you have been concerned about your own pleasure, not your mistress's pleasure. Well we are going to change that." My face was burning with shame and I felt so humiliated. "You have two choices. You can take your punishment this weekend from me, apply yourself, learn to be more attentive; or you can go back to Becky with my Seal of Disapproval, and she will know that you do not care about growing any further in your relationship with her. Now, which will it be?" My head was spinning and I was worried more that I had ever been about Becky. I wanted to stay with her, to please her. I had to prove it to her.

"I want to stay ma'am. Please let me stay, and help me to be a good…a good…" She grabbed my hair again and pulled my face upward. "A good what? You mean a good slut. That is all men like you are good for." She let go of my hair again, and I looked back down. "You stay and take what I give you, or you leave now. I don't want to hear you whimpering later about how tough it is, or how much I am hurting you." Hilda opened the bottom drawer of the exam table and pulled out a box. My eyes widened as she opened it and pulled out a leather collar, four leather cuffs, and, among other things, an assortment of leather paddles and whips. I had fantasized many times about such things, but I never thought it would really happen. "I am going to my room for a moment. When I return you will have stripped completely, you will have the collar on your neck, and the cuffs on your wrists and ankles. Do you see the eyelets on either side of the table?" I looked where she was pointing, and sure enough, there were several eyelets on either side. She picked up one of the cuffs. "Notice that each of the cuffs has a spring latch attached." I quickly realized her purpose. "I suggest you be creative Denny, and present yourself properly to me when I return." Then she left the room.

As soon as Hilda was gone, I stripped off my panties and hose and placed the collar around my neck. Becky had never used such things to show her dominance over me, but I had always fantasized about them. I could feel the tension in my penis and balls as I sat at the end of the table and put the cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I lay back on the table. Then I rose up to attach my ankles to the eyelets at the bottom of table. Because of their location, my legs hanged over the edge of the table, spreading my thighs and fully exposing my penis and balls. I lay back down and fumbled with the latches on my wrists, finally getting them attached to eyelets on either side of the table. Now my arms were hanging slightly downward. I noticed quickly that once the latches were connected to the eyelets, it would be very difficult to get them separated without help. I fumbled with them for a moment just to see, but I was unable to do it. I suddenly felt a distinct loss of control. This was probably the most vulnerable I had ever felt. Becky was not her, and I would soon be naked and rendered helpless before another woman.

Fortunately, there was a small pillow under my head and I could raise my head a little and look around the room. That is when I noticed the camera in the far corner of the room pointed at me. There was a small red light glowing on the top. Then Hilda entered the room. She was wearing a skimpy one-piece dress that was unbuttoned down past her large breasts. With every step her breasts moved about occasionally exposing her oversized nipples. The him of her dress barely covered the v of her pussy. " I am impressed Denny. I could only nod as I strained my neck to see as much of her as possible. My penis began to swell as she moved closer. She checked each of my cuffs to make sure I was securely fastened. "That's good. We don't want you moving about." She had a leather strip in her hand. "Do you know what this is for Denny?" I shook my head from side to side. "It will be used to properly present your balls to me. Do you know what that means Denny? Again, I shook my head from side to side. "I will show you." Hilda wrapped the cord once around my ball sack and penis. Threading it in a half knot, she began to pull it tight. It did not hurt at all. In fact, it felt good. Soon my balls where tightly packed and pushed upward. My nearly erect penis was pointing up to my naval. "Now do you see Denny? Now your balls are presented for punishment."

I felt a sudden twinge of fear. What did that mean? What would she do? Would she really hurt me, or just tease me? Then she reached among the straps and paddles I had gotten for her earlier, and retrieved a small leather paddle. It was maybe 2 inches wide and 6 inches long, with a small handle. She began smacking her palm. "Denny, you have not been a good slut lately. Becky has told me that, and I have seen it today for myself. You are not following orders, and you have poor attention to detail." She paused as I nervously contemplated what she was going to do. "Denny, you know you must me punished. Don't you?" I was afraid to answer. "Your balls Denny, your balls need to be disciplined." Then with one quick action she raised the paddle and brought it down smartly on my balls. 'Ahhhhhhhhh.' The pain shot through my balls. She quickly followed with another. 'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Please stop Ms Hilda.' Then another, just as hard as the first two. 'AHHHHHHHHHHHH! The stinging sensation was unbearable. "Denny, you must learn to control yourself. I have two more for you." She raised her hand again while she was speaking and brought it down even harder. 'AHHHHHHHHHHHH! Please stop Ms Hilda, please stop. It hurts so………… AHHHHHHHHHHHH! With no remorse or pity, she brought the fifth on squarely on my burning balls. The pain was so intense I could not make a sound. I could feel the tears running down my cheek. I laid there with my eyes closed until the stinging began to subside.

"Now that was not so bad, was it Denny?" I was afraid to answer, but I opened my eyes and raised my head to look down at what she had done. "Look at how red your balls are Denny." Hilda placed her hand under them and pushed upward so I could see them. The sight of punished stinging balls was scary. I could feel a sick feeling deep in my stomach. "Denny, I want you to remember this real well, and to help you remember, I am going to give you 3 more." I looked at her in horror. 'Please ma'am, please don't do it again. I can't stand it.' Hilda laughed and said, "Denny, yes you can. Remember, you can't get away. You don't have any choice." She was right. I didn't. 'But Ms Hilda, I promise to do everything you say. "That's enough of your disobedient attitude Denny. I told you three more, but you insist upon challenging me. So, we will make it 5 more." I laid my head back down and closed my eyes. I felt helpless and scared.

"Denny, I want you to understand that you need this. You not only need it Denny, you must ask for it, and you must thank me for it. Do you understand?" I swallowed hard not knowing what to say. "Do you understand Denny?" Her voice became very demanding. 'Yes ma'am. Yes Ms Hilda.' I was so scared and worried, that my voice was breaking up. I wanted to beg her again, but I knew she would only make it worse. "Then ask me for it Denny. Ask me to punish your balls Denny!" I raised my head again and looked down at my swollen balls. 'Please Ms Hilda, please… please punish me.' I laid my head back again and closed my eyes. Within seconds, I heard the sound of her movement and the stinging sensation again fired through my groin. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! "Thank me Denny." Oh God how could I endure this. 'Thank you ma'am. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! I don't know how I made it, but I did. After 5 more smacks, I was a mess. My balls felt like they were skinned alive and set on fire. I remember lying there for a long time crying and praying that the stinging sensation would go away. Finally I opened my eyes, but they were still blurry with tears. I could see Hilda standing over me.