Choices: Part 3 Conditions

by LatexLiterature (ao3)

Choices 3: Conditions

Sitting on my knees right in front of miss Takayama, I was listening to her each and every single word. If I wanted to be with her daughter, I now had to be in this submissive position at all times and listen to everything she said with as much attention as possible. The tight rubber catsuit on my body felt quite nice. But the one she was wearing was even better… the beauty of her mature body absolutely mesmerized me and got everything inside of me focused on her, yet her daughter was still the main one I wanted to be with.

My mistress put her heel right on my head, as her other boot now was laid on my back, as she used me as her footstool. ‘’You are to be my personal plaything and entertain me at all times if you want to be with my daughter. Otherwise I won’t allow your relationship and you will have to deal with it. Of course, this won’t affect our social lives as soon as you are an obedient pig of mine, but as soon as something goes wrong, I will either record what’s happening here, or I will destroy the keys for your chastity cage right in front of your eyes. So, what shall it be? Obedience and submission? Or are we going to be a little feisty bitch who only deserves to be denied and punished?’’ The question in the end made me realize I was not an object, but even had a chance to speak at this point.

‘’No, my mistress, I choose submission and obedience.’’ I said, waiting for her response. The heel from my head was now placed on my back and my head was now between her legs. ‘’Very good, you will love being my toy.’’

Everything around seemed like a fever dream and I loved each and every second of it. Just like the last time, everything was going in such a strange and fetishistic direction, that I was already drowning in the oceans of pleasure in the basement of my mistress. I could still not believe that everything around me was real and that I was in such a situation, used as a footstool for my mistress, just to be kept like a mere object.

Miss Takayama then moved a bit closer to me and placed my head between her thighs, looking directly at me and slightly crouching as she leaned to me and grabbed my chin with her elegant gloved fingers. The next thing I remember is her spitting on my face. All of this was felt with such sensations, that my body refused to believe all of this could not be true. I somehow wanted this to continue, wanted this night to be as long as possible and just be used by her. This was just our little fetishistic and intimate secret kept between both of us and only known by me and her.

‘’To even think that you could have thought about being with my daughter an have nothing to do with me is already something absurd. The best path to understanding the daughter is often to understand the mother. And I hope you will understand what I am like after I use you more and more.’’ All of this was like the squeaky hell created specifically for me, so that I would become someone else while with her and keep her the company of an obedient toy, who I now was for her.

She would then slightly squish my head with her thighs, not allowing me to even more a single inch, as I was locked between her rubber-covered legs and was supposed to just be here and accept my punishment. All of this was also accompanied with humiliating dialogues from her, meant only to make me more embarrassed and submissive for her.

Only after several minutes of being played with, I was allowed to breathe properly and was let out of this torture, yet it was just the beginning. The mistress pointed at her beautiful legs, which had long thigh-high red boots on them. ‘’Take them off.’’ The order was clear and I was going to comply.

It turned out they even had no zipper; she just pushed her legs into them and they were absolutely perfect for her size. The lady sure knew her boots well. I took them at the bottom and started pulling the right boot right at myself, slowly making her leg slip out of it, and then the same was one for the other leg. Now I saw her feet, covered with red rubber socks, which were on top of the red latex catsuit she was wearing. I could clearly tell that the catsuit was without the portion for feet and hands, and maybe that was the reason for her to wear long gloves and rubber socks.

‘’On your knees, and open your mouth wide.’’ Was the next command I heard. Instead of even looking at me, the mistress poured some thick polishing material right on her arms and started smearing it all over them, slowly and gradually making her clothing more and more shiny, to the point I could even see the reflections in it.

The mistress quickly placed her right foot right on my face, the strong scent of latex immediately entered my lungs and left me with no other choice, but to sniff it and at least try to lick it. Something inside me told me I had to continue and go even further with this. I opened my mouth wide just like she told me.

Without even gazing at me, she just put her foot into my mouth and started pushing it deeper, as I was forced to slightly lower my position to keep her foot at the right angle, as it kept getting deeper into me. There was no way I wasn’t going to gag in a moment like this. I already felt like this was something that did not belong in my throat, but I tried my best at keeping it inside.

Mistress then quickly took her foot out of my mouth. ‘’Relax your throat.’’ She said in a dominant, yet very calm way. Now I was feeling something completely different. I felt the warmth of the rubber, the slickness it had to it, and just how it was pushed into my throat. I got it as deep as I could, trying not to move at all and let her control the process the way she wanted. Each single time felt like something completely new, the pressure onto my tongue would be a bit different.

She was still polishing her rubber attire. As soon as I would get used to the latex-covered foot deep in my mouth, she would take it out and then start getting it back into me. This continued for several minutes. ‘’You make a pretty nice footwarmer. Maybe I should train you to take both of my feet at the same time, if your mouth won’t hurt too much from that.’’ After these words came a cute giggle, yet again showcasing her dominance and just how below I was, compared to all her beauty and graciousness. The taste of rubber inside my mouth could defeat absolutely every sense, leaving me with only texture, smell and taste of everything that was now inside my mouth.

Only then I was told to lie on the rubber-padded floor and be still. The lady then took off the rubber sock she was wearing and started smearing the sweat from her foot all over my face, right before telling me to open my mouth and pouring the contents of the latex sock right into my mouth. Then the same happened with the other foot.

It wasn’t that salty, and just felt like water with strange aftertaste was poured into my mouth. Seemed like she showered before all this. Deep inside I was thinking that it was a form of caring for me in such a passive way, just to make everything more pleasant while I was in this submissive role.

Then the warm and slightly wet feet were placed between my legs, lightly touching my crotch, letting me feet the denial she gave me along with a chastity cage I started wearing today. I was then ordered to get the socks back on her feet and help her get back into her long and shiny boots.

Everything came to an end only when it was early morning. I was told to strip naked, so that she could admire my thin, naked body. The clothes I was supposed to sleep in were carefully and thoroughly placed on the edge of the bed and given to me back again. The pajama pants and the long white t-shirt which actually belonged to the one sleeping peacefully upstairs.

Only then I was allowed to go to sleep again. But even this was accompanied with the sadomasochistic desires of miss Takayama, as she grabbed the leash and let me feel what it was like to be taken for a walk by someone else.  The mistress went out of the basement and lightly tugged the leash. Only when she went upstairs, I went along with her, looking at her body covered with rubber, while my eyes already started closing because of the sleepiness.

Takumi was the first one to get into the room, she then sat on the bed and told me to get under the blankets. Even something as simple and casual as this now had to have elements of domination and submission in it. I did just like she told me and the beautiful gorgeous mistress got her hands on my neck, carefully caressing it and lightly squeezing it with her gloved fingers, just before she unbuckled the collar on my neck and took it off.

Still holding the collar in her hand, she looked me in the eyes with her dominant gaze. ‘’It is good to be my submissive toy, do not forget about it and you will always be a good boy for me.’’ To get me back into her tight web of domination and submission, she rubbed her hand on my cheek and leaned closer to me. ‘’And don’t you dare to make my daughter cry. Treat her well, unless you want to spend several days bound in my basement or be hidden somewhere where no one will find you.’’ She then carefully and gently caressed my hair. As if she didn’t just say something absolutely menacing and filled with torturous implications.

The light and passionate kiss on the cheek ended the night. Instead of punishing me even more or spitting on me, she decided to gift me with the feeling of her warm lips and tuck me into my sleep with warmth and care. I felt like I was getting in love with this woman more and more. Even though the one so dear to me would always be Sumiko. Miss Takayama went out of the room and closed the door. Wondering about the time, I took my phone, just to realize it was already getting close to 4 am, we spent far more in the basement, than I even thought. Yet after something like this, even a single hour of sleep felt like a pure bliss.

I didn’t really notice how I fell asleep, but the morning was already welcoming me just after what seemed like few minutes, yet in the reality at least 7 hours already passed, and looking at the phone I saw 11:00. Wearing the same clothes, I went downstairs, seeing miss Takayama dressed in a cozy pink sweater with long sleeves, and a frilly apron right on top of it, and a pair of pants. Not knowing what to do and still remembering the previous night pretty well, I bowed in front of her either as a sign of submission, or just to greet her.

For this, I was welcomed with a warm smile. ‘’No reason to be like that while we’re not in a basement. Just be a good boy while you are around and behave properly.’’ She did not even hesitate to say this, and only when I looked around to see whether Sumiko was close, miss Takayama understood why I was like this. ‘’Sumiko is even more of a sleepyhead, than you are. Get your breakfast and maybe even give her hers, she would be very glad to be woken up like this… sometimes I even envy just how good she is with you. I never got to experience anything so sweet, so, be so kind and come to her as soon as you are done.’’

While outside the basement and not wearing her rubber garment, miss Takumi turned into a loving mother, filled with tenderness and care that she wanted to provide to others. For breakfast I was given several rolled omelets and steamed rice. The combination was quite nice. Along with this I had a cup of green tea. All this time, Takumi kept me company and was petting me on the head, playing with my feelings, letting me feel the bliss and pure motherly care. ‘’You are such a good boy.’’ The woman then leaned a bit closer to me and started whispering into my ear. ‘’Do you like the moments when I am like this? Do not worry, I will always try to find a way to dominate you, after all I am superior to you and you are to always be under me.’’ I was then kissed on a cheek. ‘’Good boy’’ continued the lady sitting next to me, accompanying her words with a kind smile, which had some sadistic tones to it.

Each single word, gaze and touch were filled with how she felt towards me. Sure, there was always love in all of this, but she really wanted to dominate over me, buckle the collar on my neck in the tightest way and subjugate me with just her presence alone. I slowly but gradually got more and more into this woman, even though I still hoped her daughter was different. Takumi was always such a tease and was the combination of everything I loved and feared most, yet on a deeper level she was playing on all the strings of my heart.

Between the legs I felt that I was leaking through my chastity cage. Maybe that was just what she wanted. I could not believe all of this was happening to me and there was no way out of it. It was as if I signed the contract with my own blood and kept the most sincere and dearest promise that could only be broken by fate. While being with Sumiko, I always had to take her mother into account and be well with her daughter.

Maybe miss Takayama never understood that I would never even try to hurt her most precious daughter, nor would I break her heart. I wanted to feel what it would be like to be along with her more and more, to sleep along with her, wake up in the morning and see her angelic sleeping body, to see what she was like on a much deeper level.

The breakfast was over, I kissed each hand of miss Takayama as a sign of compliment and my subjugation. I could still smell rubber on her skin, as if it was always with her and I just haven’t noticed it before.

I took the plate meant for Sumiko, it had the same meal, and with the other hand I was holding the cup of tea. Luckily, her door was open. I just came inside and put everything on her computer table, which had quite a lot of free space.

Coming closer to the girl, I could swear she wasn’t sleeping at this point and was woken up by my footsteps, yet she still pretended to be sleeping, until I wished her good morning, as if this was a magical spell that could make the princess of my heart wake up immediately and brighten me with her attention. Even the romantic look in her eyes were enough to make me feel so light and beloved.

For the rest of the day, we spent our time together. This particular period was very calm and peaceful, the final tests were still far away, and with winter just starting, even though starting quite harsh, we loved looking in the window while cuddling, observing the snowflakes get larger and larger, getting onto each other and falling on the ground, adding more and more layers of snow. At that point I did not really think that this was going to make everything more difficult to me. That my parents would have troubles getting to work, that the school would be closed for certain time because of the weather conditions. Somehow all of this was so far away and the company of Sumiko was everything I needed in my life. It felt like with her I could do absolutely everything and feel like even the harshest blizzard would be seen by us as something pity and tiny in our lives. I wouldn’t really remember what was outside, I would have much better time remembering how I felt when I was with the love of my life and how good everything seemed at this point.

During the night, I decided to visit Sumiko before going to sleep. We were talking to each other, or just lied on the bed, thinking of nothing and enjoying how good it felt when we were together. Suddenly, both of us got very tired and fell asleep. I was still lying on Sumiko’s bed and somehow had the best sleep of my life, thinking of nothing else except for her, and even my dreams were filled with her and everything I felt towards the one who showed me her love and changed her life. In the early morning I woke up and saw that Takumi was actually looking at me. Yet again, Sumiko did not close the door. Instead of seeing disappointment or anger on her face, I saw a tender smile. I was very glad that she was fine with this. Then I closed my eyes and fell asleep, gently cuddling the girl of my dreams.