Autumnvale, Suburbs, August 2024

“You will not go to that party Peter, and that is final” she said adamantly, barely even looking up from the book it was reading.

Peter stared scaredly at Melissa. With all the GP promotion on the news, he had discovered his own submissive tendencies and asked his girlfriend to lead the relationship, but he had imagined a loving, respectful relationship...

Turns out that when you relinquish control, it is hard to get it back, specially from someone that turned out to be as sadistic and controlling as his girlfriend...

“But...”

“But? Did you say but?” Anger flashed in Melissas eyes, and Peter knew he had fucked up. In a flash the book was out of her hands and her knee had landed squarely on his unprotected balls. He fell to the floor, clutching them and moaning pathetically on the floor.

After a few ssconds, his world exploded again when a sharp pain exploded on the side of his body, a thin, long pain he knew all too well.

“You ungrateful little mutt. I agree to let you be weak, submissive and pathetic, and you are always whinning about something!” She furiously caned hjm many times, always in parts where it wouldn’t be visible. Peter yelled and cried, trying to cover all areas of his body and failing miserably.

"I am sorry Mistress! I am sorry! I will be good! I promise!"

This went on unto Melissa finally ran out of breath. She was beautiful and in good physical shape, so by the time she ran out of steam, Peter was a mess of tears and overshot nerves.

"You know what Peter? Fuck you, I am doing all of this for you and you never appreciate it... I don't think you really want to be my sub, we should just end it hear"

Peter inmediately jumped at hearing those words and threw himself at her feet, grabbing her ankles weakly and kissing desperately her beautiful long toes.

"No Melissa! I am sorry! I was wrong! I won't ever question again, I love you!" he groveled pathetically. He covered every inch of her feet with kisses, and when that did not seem enough, he started licking him. He always loved her wonderful, lovely feet, but this was not to satisfy his fetish, this was a display of inferiority, of submission.

Melissa smiled evily at seing her boyfriend so broken. She had never expected to enjoy so much breaking a man. Let alone the one that she loved! But having him humiliated, kissing the lowest part of her, licking the sweat from a hot day indoors... it made her wet.

"Fine beta, I believe you for now" she said coldly. Peter mumble thanks and kissed the tops of her feet again, this time more softly and worshipfully, not the desperate kisses from before.

"And I will even give you a chance to go to your party, lay down on the floor wimp!" she commanded as she kicked him away.

Peter followed her orders and cleaned his tears and general presentation, fixing up his black shirt and pants before doing as she ordered.

Melissa placed a camara on a nearby coffee table and when she made sure the angle was good, she went up to him and wordlessly stepped on his face, making sure to show off the cane and put on a nice, domineering face.

"Kiss my feet bitch, show me you understand your place in our relationship" she commanded.

Enthralled by the smell of her gorgeous feet and her sheer dominance he obeyed, despite the camara ticking down to take a picture of the humiliating situation. She allowed him to continue for a bit and then went for the camara, looking at the photos with a careful eye before smiling wickedly.

"You may go slave, but only if you send this picture to your friend..."

(...)

So, what would you guys do? Reveal yourseves to a friend or continue to miss events with them? I'll read you!