Discovering Mistress Sarah's World Part 9

"Let's get this silly make-up off you." Mistress Sarah swabbed the cotton over his face until all the make-up was removed. Then she wiped away his lipstick. By now, Josie was slobbering from having his mouth forced open so long.

"You're a mess Joe," teased Mistress Sarah. She wiped the drool with her finger and then rubbed it on his nipples. "It is quite embarrassing, isn't it? Drooling all over yourself. That is the point of course. I do like embarrassing you and humiliating you Joe."

Mistress Sarah walked behind him and roughly pushed her finger into his ass. Joe yelped and flinched at the sudden intrusion. Mistress Sarah grabbed his hair and pulled his head backwards. "I am going to have so much fun raping your ass Joe. Your ass belongs to me! Your mind belongs to me! You are my property slave!"

Joe's heart was now pounding hard. He had never experienced this side of Mistress Sarah before. Her tone was filled with a hint of evil. He did not know what to think. He was fearful but his cock was growing and pushing hard against the chastity device. He was overcome with arousal. The fact that he could not get fully erect was maddening.

"Are you wondering why I am calling you Joe," she asked. She did not wait for an answer. "I am calling you Joe because I want you to be Joe right now. You will be what I want you to be when I want you to be. You are my slave and slaves do not think, they do! I want you to swing right now."

Mistress Sarah pushed Joe and he swung back and forth. She laughed. Then she said, "I want you to stop!" She abruptly stopped him from swinging. She laughed again. "You are under my complete control. Get the point?"

"Yes," mumbled Josie through the gag.

"From now on you are blank. You are not male and you are not female. You are genderless. You simply exist as a being. You exist as my slave. Each day I will decide how to shape and mold you. I will decide what your name is. I am losing interest in Josie. It is much too similar to your male name. Maybe you will be Jenny or Becka. We'll see. Some days you will be human, some days you will be my pet, and some days you will simply exist as an object or toy for me to play with. Do you understand slave?"