Mother In Law Sex Slave

🛑 ALL INFORMATION CLICK HERE 👈🏻👈🏻👈🏻

Mother In Law Sex Slave
Hello, this is my newest story, and it is about a dominant mother in law. The introduction is kind of long, but it is important for setting the stage. However if you would like to skip it, here is a quick plot summary of the intro. Basically a submissive guy marries a dominant woman with a widowed rich matriarchal mother who becomes the ruler of the household and slowly turns the husband into a proper servant. Hope you enjoy   

 Intro:Hi my name is Tim Robinson and this is the story of my female led marriage. I met my wife Lauren Buren in college, and for as long as I have been with her she has always been the one calling the shots in our relationship. I always went along with it because I have always been a passive guy and I love her. When I met her mother Linda, I learned that she has always been the head of the household, and I understood why Lauren was so dominant. Lauren is an only child and her father died when she was young. They were very wealthy and when her father died, her mother inherited all of the wealth. A little about what we look like: I am very average looking in every way, my wife looks like actress Leah Remini and her mother is a very attractive older woman with blonde hair always dressed in designer clothes. She still has a very good figure even if she is approaching 60. Anyways, when I got married I was made to understand by the both of them that Linda would have a big influence on our marriage. She is the matriarch of the household and she calls the shots. I was uneasy at first, but it was the only way to be with Lauren so I became ok with it. I was an accountant, but after we got married, Linda said that there was no point in me going to work since Lauren made enough money for the both of us at her law firm. Linda suggested that I become a stay-at-home husband and take care of the house. It was two against one, so I complied, but I quickly realized that being a stay-at-home husband also meant going over to my mother-in-law's house and "helping" her out with her house hold chores. I had basically become their maid, in fact, Linda even fired her own maid and gardener because she had me tending to all of her house chores. A few years into our marriage, my mother-in-law started becoming more assertive and demanding. By now, half the time, I was at her place tending to her chores. She told my wife that I would become more obedient if she put a chastity cage on me. And so it was, I protested at first, but after a firm slap delivered by my mother-in-law, I complied and they both shared the key. She was right, because after that, I became much more obedient and easy to boss around due to the fact that they controlled my release. At first, they would unlock me about once a week, and that soon turned into once a month if I was good. When I was at home or at Linda's house, I was required to wear nothing by my chastity device, boxers, and an apron (They also made me become very physically fit by now), unless of course I was doing chores outside or I had to go out in public. Things escalated even more quickly when my wife told me that I could no longer please her sexually and she was unhappy. This was mostly due to the cage, but my wife claimed that even if I took it off I wouldn't be enough for her. She told her mother and her mother came up to a very simple solution. I would move in with Linda full time, got to Lauren's house part time to tend to her chores and in the mean time she would be allowed to go out and meet any guy she wanted. I was heartbroken, but I was to weak to resist. I couldn't divorce her because I would be left with nothing, and besides I loved her too much to never be allowed to see her again, something that Linda knew all too well. So, I moved in with Linda and basically became her full time servant.   


Becoming a slave:This brings us to present day. Linda is lounging on her couch in the main living room while I am folding some of her laundry when I hear the bell (she rang a bell to summon me). I go downstairs and stand in front of her head bowed as I was required to do and said "yes m'am?""have you finished with your chores boy?" to which I reply with "Almost M'am, I just need to finish the laundry"."Finish that later, I've had a long day on my feet and I want to relax with a foot massage, but first, go fetch me a glass of wine""Yes M'am" and I scurry over to the kitchen to get her a glass of wine. I hand her the drink with my head bowed and kneel in front of her to take her black pumps off "Should I get the lotion M'am?" I ask since she sometimes enjoyed her feet being massaged with lotion. "No, just get right to it" she says in a commanding tone "yes M'am" I say as I begin kneading her size 8 feet. Her feet are in very good shape for a woman her age, due to the constant pampering from me, but there are still some calluses in certain places and they reek. As I am massaging her feet I observe the work I had done a few days earlier on her nails. She had me give her pedicures very often and tonight, her nails are unpainted but perfectly pedicured. I still can't get used to the potent cheesy smell after all this time but I have to make sure I don't show it because she did not like it when I complained always required me to do my chores with a smile on my face. I listen to her while performing my task because I have learned from that past that the sounds she makes are a good way of telling if I am doing a good job. I have become so desperate to please her. After about ten minutes she tells me to get her a refill and I hurry over to the kitchen to get her another drink. This goes on for a while and after she has had a few drinks she turns off the tv and turns her attention to me. "Come on massage harder, you know how I like it" "Yes M'am, sorry m'am" I say as I begin massaging harder. The smell is unbearable, and my hands really hurt, but I must please her if I want release. I can tell she is getting tipsy and I am afraid of what will happen next. As I massage her feet, she pulls them and tells me to stop, she spreads her legs and takes off her panties throwing them at me "This wine got me in the mood, I need some attention, you know what to do boy" "Yes M'am". Some times, when she's in the mood she just uses me to get some oral pleasure. I have done this many times and these days this is the only form of sex I get anymore. So I begin to move my head closer to her stinky hairy crotch. God it smells, but once again I don't show what I am thinking. She grabs my head and begins to guide me. I stick my tongue deep inside and begin to suck as I move my tongue around. I hear her moan as I swirl. I have learned to do it the way she likes it, she has trained me well. I start swallowing some juices and hair. "mmmm yeah that's right get in there, good boy" she taunts as I go as deep as I can. When I married my wife, I never would have imagined that this is what my sex life would have been reduced to. I remain down there for over an hour until she finally tells me to lick her clean. She then grabs my hear shoves me to the ground and tells me to go back to my chores. That puts an end to another day in her service.The next day during the evening, I am on my knees in the kitchen scrubbing the kitchen floor when she storms in. "get up!" she says with an angry tone. I get to my feet and look at her in fear. "Didn't I tell you to wash my car yesterday?" oh no! I thought, I forgot to do that. "Y-yes m-m'am" "then why didn't you do it?" I stay silent with my head bowed. "I had to go shopping today with a dirty car, you know how that makes me look?" "I'm S-sorry madame, I was going to do it but then I fo-" and just then she delivers a powerful backhand slap to my face, so powerful that I fall on the floor. My eyes well up "Quiet boy!" she says as she slaps me again. "You forgot? well, I am going to make sure you never forget again" she grabs my neck and slaps me repeatedly putting me in a lot of pain so i start crying. She tosses me onto the floor violently. "No food for you today boy! and you can forget about the next two months of release" oh God no, I already lost the last month for not pleasing her properly, I can't live like this for another two months. "Please M'am I'm sorry please it will never happen again" I beg in fear but she cuts me off with another slap. "you call that begging boy?" so hoping that there is maybe a chance, I throw myself at her feet and bow my head "Please madame I am very sorry I will do anything you want to make it up to you" "Not good enough, make it a year" 1 year? oh no, I will not survive for an entire year, what is she doing to me. "I like your begging, maybe if you convince me that you know your place I'll reduce it to 5 months" 5 months is still too much but it is way better than a year so out of pure desperation I get on my belly and put my forehead to her toes "Please I beg you to have mercy on me, I know my place in this household, I only want to please you and your daughter" I say in pure fear "keep going" At this point I can't help it as tears start streaming down my face. I gently grasp her ankles and start kissing her feet in humility as I grovel before this woman who has turned me into groveling house maid for her and her daughter. "You are the ruler of this house hold, you call the shots, I am only your humble servant, please have mercy on me, I am your loyal dog!" I can't believe what I am saying while I am kissing each and every one of her toes. This is a new low even for me. "you're so pathetic, you're a worm aren't you?" "Yes m'am" kiss* she kicked me in the face as I kissed her foot, but she put it right in front of my face again for me to kiss, so I try to kiss it again and she kicks me again. This game goes on for a few minutes before she kicks me away and tells me to crawl after her to the living room. I crawl to her sitting on the couch with my head bowed, hoping that she will have mercy on me. She is staying silent which is scaring me and since I don't know what to do I just put my forehead to the ground showing her humility. she starts rubbing my hair with her left foot. " you are a pathetic little man, it's no wonder my daughter has lovers." I am heart broken as I hear this, all I want to do is be good enough for her daughter. "...but you are perfect for her, for us, I knew that the second I met you. You are submissive, obedient, eager to please, you realize that the woman rules the household and you know your place" All of this strangely makes me feel better. "Over the years I have taught you how to be a good husband and son-in-law to me an my daughter, and I think it is time we finish your training" finish my training? what is she talking about? " In order for you to be completely trained, you must prove to me that your only focus is on pleasing us, not yourself, so as far as your release date goes, I'm making it a full year" as I hear this from under her foot I start to panic a little. "...And you will not beg me to have mercy, nor will you try to convince me to reduce it to 5 or 4 months, in fact, you will thank me for it" Thank her? why would I ever do that? she puts her toes under my chin and raises my head and stares right into my eyes. "your only focus is to please us, your pleasure doesn't count. I am your mother in law and the matriarch of this household. Under our roof you are nothing but a servant and a sex toy, that is what a good husband is for" she grabs my chin with her hand and brings me face to face with her. Her eyes feel like they are piercing into my soul "do you understand boy?" "Y-yes Madame" she throws my face back down at her feet "now how about showing some appreciation for my lessons?" I am terrified of her, and I don't know why but I feel like what she is saying makes sense. I love my wife, and I just want her to be happy. And Linda is the woman who gave birth to my wife, so I love her too. Certainly I must do what is best for them, I just want to see them happy, so for the first time since I met my mother in law, I bow my head and touch my lips to her feet in pure adoration and worship, and not fear. I have forgotten all about my release date I just want to please this woman now. The same woman who brainwashed me to be such a groveling obedient servant. I worship the ground she walks on. I kiss her whole foot in worship, I kiss every single toe "thank you m'am, thank you for teaching me my place, I only wish to please you and my wife. Please allow me to keep being your humble servant" she raises her foot so I start kissing the bottom of her foot. I plant kisses everywhere in adoration and when I get to the bottom of her toes, I look up at her with pleading submissive eyes, to show her my submission and I can tell by her smile that she approves. "things are going to change around here boy, bow your head" I place my head on the ground and she puts her feet on my neck using it as a foot rest. "from now on, whenever you are in my presence, my daughter's presence, or any woman's presence in fact, in this household, you will be on your knees head bowed. Women are superior in this household, males are only there to make our lives easier. Every time you greet a woman, you should be on your knees and kiss her feet or footwear. You will not speak unless spoken to. You only exist to please us. Do you understand all of this?" She says tapping her foot on my neck "Yes Madame, your word is law, your wish is my command" I say which makes her giggle a little"that's right, the female always rules". So we spend most of the night with me serving as her footrest and after a long foot massage she goes to bed and leaves me to my duties.The next day, I am in the living room sweeping while the Mistress of the house is out shopping, when I suddenly hear the door open. I quickly rush to the door and get on my knees head bowed. she walks in with shopping bags looking as elegant as always. I kiss her black pumps and say "welcome home madame, may I take your coat and bags?" she hands me her coat but not her bags. She then walks over to the couch, places her bags on the coffee table and tells me to crawl to her. "Since our little chat last night, I thought it would be a good idea to buy you a gift" she says while looking through one of the bags. She pulls out a collar attached to a leash and shows it to me. The collar had my name engraved on it. "bow your head" she says and as I bow my head she places the collar and leash on me. This probably would have shocked me a few days ago, but right now it just felt appropriate. "well?" she says tugging my leash "don't you have anything to say?" "Sorry madame, thank you for this wonderful gift madame" I say and begin kissing her feet to show appreciation. "hmmm you know while you're down there why don't you lick my shoes clean?" lick her shoes? is she serious? I had cleaned her and her daughter's shoes many times, but never had to lick them. Well I am in no position to argue anymore, and I just want to see her pleased so I stick out my tongue and begin shining her shoes with it. I hear her giggle "Good boy!" I lick the tops of her shoes until they shine and then to my horror she raises her right foot. "now the bottoms doggy" I hesitate to do that because I am afraid of getting sick, but before I know it I feel a stinging pain on my back. I look up and see her holding a whip! "Did you think the collar was the only thing I bought to keep you in line? lick the bottom of my shoe, boy and get used to it because from now on that is how you will be cleaning all of our footwear. You are a slave and you have no rights in this house. " I start licking the bottom of her shoe and it tastes bitter, but I manage to get through the task even if she does whip me a few more times. She Then decides to have some fun with the new toys she bought, so she walks me around the house and makes me bark like a dog. It is so humiliating, but it was really amusing her so I could endure it. She settles back down on the couch and has me take her pumps off to reveal her bare feet. She has me get her a glass of wine and she begins drinking while I begin massaging her feet. "God my feet really stink, I can smell them from here. I can only imagine how bad the smell is down there" she taunts "most people wouldn't go anywhere near them because of the smell, but you don't mind do you?" she says as she puts one of her feet right on my face cupping my nose with her toes. "No M'am""Of course you don't, you are a slave and you would do anything for me wouldn't you?" of course I respond with "Yes m'am" from behind her left foot. "I bet if I asked you to, you would even lick the bottom of my stinky foot.....in fact, why don't you stick your tongue out?" Now she wants me to lick her putrid feet? does my humiliation have no end. I reluctantly stick my tongue out and she begins wiping her callused old sole all over it. It tastes incredibly salty and it is slimy and disgusting. I am struggling to keep a happy look on my face. "your tongue feels nice on my foot, go ahead and use it to massage my feet while also using your hands" as I massage her right foot with my hand, she puts her left foot on the floor and I begin to slither my tongue all over it. "This way you can massage and bathe my feet at the same time. you are like a portable human spa for my feet. Here you are cleaning them massaging them and softening my calluses with your tongue" she says with a chuckle. As soon as she says that, I understand that I need to start focusing more on her calluses, so I move my tongue over to her callused heel but it does not do much. "why don't you use your teeth?" it's not enough that I am licking this woman's feet, now I have to use my teeth to scrape the dead skin and calluses off her heels? "Yes M'am".This technique seems to work as I begin to feet a lot of the dead skin going into my mouth which of course I swallow. She tells me to switch feet and I repeat the process on her other foot "Oh yea, from now on, this is how you pamper my feet slave. And the same will go for Lauren, she is going to love this" as I move my tongue up to her toes she says "make sure you get in between the toes" so I start to slither my tongue between each toe and then begin sucking on them individually, making sure I am also sucking out any dirt from her toenails. It scares me how much I am getting into this. I am so desperate to please this woman and all I care about right now is making sure I do a good job. When I move back to her left foot, as I am sucking on her big toe, I raise my eyes to her, and for a moment, my eyes met hers. I look at her in the same way a submissive whore looks at a man in the eyes while she is blowing him. She looks back at me with a reassuring and dominant look that makes me feel comfort and fear at the same time. I keep doing this for about 1 whole hour. My tongue feels like sandpaper, but I don't dare to stop. She recently had me get her a cigarette and now she was almost finished with it. She pulls her feet away, has me bow my head so she can dry them on my hair and tells me to go fetch her slippers and bring them back with my mouth. I do so and I place them on her feet. She than stands up and says "Good night slave" as soon as she said that I feel a strong burning sensation on my back. I yelp in pain while she giggles. I cannot believe it, she just put her cigarette out on me back. The cigarette falls to on the floor "make sure you clean that up boy" she says as she walks away.The next day, is the first day I serve Madame Linda as her official slave. I am naked except for my chastity, collar and leash. I spent most of the early morning licking all of her shoes and spent the rest of the day doing chores, and once again, she spent her day going out shopping enjoying the money she inherited while I take care of the work that would require a maid, butler and gardener. Right now she is sitting on the couch and I am on my knees sideways of her,
Panty Licking Stories
Dog Fuck
Big Booty Upskirt