My ISS Reader Becomes my Pet - Part 1
This series is a figment of my imagination. All characters mentioned in the story are fictional and are created for entertainment purposes. Please don’t mail me asking for my details. Review emails are appreciated. Chapter 1: This is a story of how I became a Dominating Mistress to my ISS Reader. Her name is Pooja (name changed), and she emailed me her feedback on one of my stories. Our conversation proceeded. She confessed to me her fantasies, which was to become a submissive slave like the characters mentioned in my stories. I decided to educate her on her fantasies. I asked her whether she wanted to be submissive to me over emails, to which she immediately agreed. We decided that we wouldn’t be sharing any personal information, viz. Photos, Videos, Audio, etc, and be within our limits. Pooja is a 29-year-old female from Mumbai, India, and since her teenage, she had a submissive spark inside of her. She always had wild fantasies where she imagined herself with a group of people who dominated her. They dragged her by her hair, fucked holes, slapped her. They made her do things that one could only think of in their nightmares. All the rough acts made Pooja wet between her legs, but expressing these feelings to someone was always a concern to her. The world that we live in would only make things worse for her. There were chances that someone might take advantage of her that’s why she decided not to tell her such things to her partners. Pooja dated a few guys and even had physical relations with a few of them, but all the vanilla lovey-dovey type of sex didn’t get her off. She wanted someone to control her body and her desires, and that was someone she found through my stories. One day, while reading my story, ‘Origins Of Sarah, the submissive spark inside of Pooja was reignited. She took the courage to email me. Usually, I thank my readers and close the email chain. But I sensed something different about Pooja’s email. She had specifically mentioned that she wished someone would torment her the way Sarah was tormented in my stories. So I replied to Pooja and asked her what all the things she wanted people to do with her. I immediately got a reply with a list of things that included humiliation, slapping, rough sex, collaring, hair pulling, etc. So, we discussed this further. Pooja told me how difficult it was to express all this to someone. After she read my story, she was happy that she was not the only one to have such feelings. We discussed further our fantasies. I told her that it was very important to express these fantasies to someone she trusted with her heart and soul. And even she agreed to it. I related a lot to Pooja as I was the same during college. I always knew that I was a submissive when it came to sex. I found myself a partner who is now my Husband and my Master. My husband takes good care of me and fulfils all my desires. Pooja knew that I was experienced in submission, and she wanted to be my apprentice. She wanted me to be her Mistress, and I immediately agreed to it. As a first order of being her Mistress, I commanded Pooja to stay without her panties while she was at home. She obeyed, and so our relationship began. Pooja and I were both bisexuals. We enjoyed eating pussies as much as we loved sucking on dicks. I promised Pooja to write down a fictional story about our relationship and publish it on ISS. So, the story begins. I invited Pooja to my apartment as my husband was supposed to be out all day. Pooja had agreed to be my complete submissive and to obey everything that I ordered. She knew I wouldn’t hurt her sentiments and take advantage of her. “Slut, when we are together, I want you to be completely naked and on your knees,” I said and slapped her face. Pooja obeyed and stripped naked. This was the first time I had seen her naked, and oh my, what a body she had. Pooja had perfectly shaped breasts that were firm yet soft. Her waistline was the curviest part of her body. Her ass was toned and well-maintained. She had fair skin, and her Indian pussy, too, was fair. She looked beautiful and had a body that would make any dick hard. “You have a good body, my Pet,” I complimented “Thank You, Mistress. This belongs to you now,” she said as she knelt between my legs. I brought a collar from my cupboard, and this was a collar that held an emotional touch. This was the first collar that I wore when I submitted to Alex for the first time in my life. I tied that collar around my slut, Pooja and officially made her my pet. I then tied a leash to that collar and made her crawl on her fours around my house like a bitch. “Strip me, my slut, and while you strip me, you should look down the entire time,” I ordered, and Pooja started to strip me. Once I was naked, I pulled my pet’s head towards me, and we both indulged in a long, sloppy kiss. As our kissing got intense, our tongues started playing with each other in our mouths. I started to play with Pooja’s hard nipples as I turned her on, and it worked. Pooja was kissing me like her lover now, and we both were lost in each other’s mouths. I then laid down on my bed and ordered Pooja to get between my legs. My white pussy was visible to my pet now. Her mouth started watering after looking at my dripping cunt. “Eat me, slut,” I ordered in a commanding voice and like a good obeying bitch, Pooja lowered her head and stuck out her tongue. As her wet tongue touched my clit, shivers ran through my body. Pooja pushed her tongue inside my slippery wet pussy, and I was now on cloud 9. As she ate my pussy, I held her head and pushed it deeper between my legs. Pooja was doing an incredible job, and I was on the verge of an orgasm. As she continued to tongue-fuck me, I released my juices all over her face, and she feasted on it like a hungry bitch. “You are too good, my pet,” I complimented her and kissed her, tasting my juices.