[Cajsam]

Cajsam Journey … Part 2

In my schooling days, I was always in an all boys school until Form Four secondary. I was transferred to another school. In that school, there was Form 4, 5 and lower 6 and upper 6. Thereafter you would either go to a local university, overseas university or some college depending on your grades. Lower 6 and Upper 6 was co-ed ... Meaning a mixed of boys and girls. The girls came from another sister school nearby.

At Form 4, I remember there was this teacher, teaching us Math, a subject which was not one of my strong areas as a student. So I was always seated in the front row and I still remember clearly the first time that Ms A walked into the class. She was well dress, in a maroon shirt (not short but knee high) with red shoes opened toes and painted toe nails (in red to match). She was about late 20's, probably 29. Well built and confident. She introduced herself as Ms A and that she will teach us Math and she expects us to be good in Math at the end of the year. Firm and confident. Throughout the year, she kept her statue, well dress and articulates in her appearance. She would seat down at her teachers desk, and while we were doing our exercise, she would be at her desk, reading her book. She would cross her silky white satin legs (she had beautiful well structured legs) and dangle and play with her shoes. I would continue to steal from the corner of my eyes and be mesmerized by her dangling and playing with her shoes. I always looked forward to my Math class and would fantasize about how it would be if she allowed me to clear her shoes and suck her toes and worship her feet.

And so on March 1st 2012 at age 50, when Mistress M commanded, “kneel down and clean my boots with your lips”. Naked, exposed, I dropped to my knees and started to kiss and lick her leather boots with my tongue. Mistress M was seated at the edge of the bed, crossed leg and demanding what I had always dreamed of. I extended my hands to hold the boots to give it a proper licking but Mistress M "whacked" my exposed back skin. "Did I say that you could use your hands, slave!!!”. I dropped my hands in submission and continued my service of cleaning her boots with my tongue, licking the leather. I quickly learned that in submission, I must follow my Mistress command to the letter. She knows best and I am but her slave. This was the first experience of cleaning a boots with the use of my exposed tongue, licking it, kneeling in front of Mistress M was sensual, submissive and erotic for me. Having Mistress M, strong and firm command left me exposed and unguarded, I was totally hers to do as she pleased.
Once she was satisfied that I had done a good job, after whacking me a few time and teaching me the right way to lick her boots, Mistress M proceeded to collar me. It was a leather collar with 2 chains and a clip at the end. This again was a new experience for me. Being collared made me so submissive, made me know that I am worthless and that I now belong to my Mistress M. Once it was properly secured around my neck, she proceeded to clip my nipple. It was slightly painful and delightful at the same time. This completed the act of my submission (or so I thought).
What happened next was beyond my expectation and experience... (To be continued)