First part

“How do I know that face?” Where did I see him? Well, I just can not remember: Ah, it seems today at the institute. And yesterday too. And, like, in the subway: It seems, still in the store. I wonder what he wants? Quite a handsome guy, slim, sporty-looking, blond. Maybe you want to meet? "

With these thoughts, Alice was driving home.

Entering the lighted entrance, the first thing she saw was her recently remembered blond.

A wave of indignation swept over the girl: “How did he know where I live? What audacity!"

Much to Alice’s surprise, the young man suddenly fell on her knees in front of her with a cry: “Madam!”

The beginning was not bad. Alice did not say a word, but signaled him to follow her. The guy obeyed without question. In complete silence, they entered the apartment. The girl snapped her fingers and showed the guy on the corner. He unkindly knelt in the corner and stood there, lowering his eyes.

“Listen and remember,” Alice told him, “I won't repeat it twice.” You will be unquestioningly and happily doing everything I tell you. I can punish you at any time as I see fit. You do not dare shout. If something does not suit you - exit directly. Got it? - Yes Milady. - It was noticeable that he was not going to leave. - What's your name? - Alexander, Mrs. - You will have to understand my signs. Your greeting today I liked. First, always say hello to me. Secondly, now, if I put my hand to my shoulder and snap my fingers like this, you will also have to greet me. - Yes Milady. - The young man knelt down. - And this is your starting position. If you behave yourself you will get a pillow under your feet. And while you were curious and annoying, Sasha. I will punish you. Take off your clothes.

Alice watched as a young man carefully removes and folds their belongings. His back was absolutely smooth, and rather thick blond hair was visible on his legs and buttocks.

“Totally unacceptable,” thought the girl. “But this is another time.”

- Lie face down on the bed. Hold the back of your hands.

Alice opened the closet and pulled out a long leather belt.

- Count the blows.

She folded the belt in half, swung it around and, with all her strength, struck Sasha on the white buttocks. He started, somehow childishly sobbed and said clearly: "One." The next blow was even stronger. The young man’s voice did not falter, and he clearly and clearly said: “Two.” The blows fell one after another, Sasha's buttocks first turned pink, then began to darken, more and more white tracks appeared on them, which gradually darkened and swelled. To Alice’s great surprise, which waited for groans, shouts and words of forgiveness, Alexander continued to clearly count the blows, only his voice became more and more squeezed and quiet. After the fortieth strike, Alice was tired and decided to rest. "Nothing, dear, the next time you scream at me."

She went to the head of the bed and looked at the young man. The pillow on which his head and his face lay was all wet with tears. Blood was leaking from the young man’s bitten lips. Alice for some reason felt sorry for the slave, but she did not file her mind.

- Just dare to stain my pillow! - she said. - Stand up!

Sasha obediently got up. His rather big cock was excited and looked up. The young man tried to cover him with his hands, but immediately got a slap in the face.

- Stand still! - Yes Milady. - On this. - Alice handed him an apron with the words "I hate cooking". Sasha relieved put it on. Apparently, the prospect of standing naked in front of his queen embarrassed him very much. - Go to the bathroom and clean up. I'll be in the living room. -

Alice went into the living room. Sasha returned from the bathroom and knelt before the girl.

“Bring my polishes from the bedroom, nail polish and a dark bottle with the word Revlon.

She sat down in a chair, stretched out her legs and laid them on the coffee table, next to the clippers and hand cream.

Sasha came back and brought all the listed things. Alice stretched out her beautiful well-groomed hands.

- You will make me a manicure. First, put a nail enhancer, then - a layer of varnish, give it a little dry and then - another layer.

Varnish will be applied with long, beautiful and precise strokes. Then you apply the substance from the dark bottle. If the varnish is smeared, or you stain my skin around the nail, I will punish you. Start!

According to the skill with which the young man began to apply varnish on Alice’s nails, she decided that the artist was most likely in front of her. He coped brilliantly with the assignment.

- Now a pedicure. Tools lie on the dresser. In the bathroom you will take a blue towel, a basin and hot water. Running!

The slave returned, holding a basin of hot water in both hands. A blue towel was hanging around his neck.

“If it's too hot, I'll make you drink it.” All

The water was just right.

The young man with awe took the girl’s legs into his hands and, kissing each one, put them in a basin. It was a deviation from the rules, but Alice liked it, and she said nothing. The slave knelt at her feet and slowly began to massage her feet and fingers. The skin on the feet of the girl was as gentle as on the palms. After finishing the massage, Sasha wrapped both legs of Alice in a towel.

“You didn't clean them well enough.” You know what to do. - Yes Milady.

Sasha gently took Alice’s left leg and slowly began to lick his thumb. The movements of the tongue became longer and longer, now they started from the heel, the young man’s soft lips tickled the foot, and it was so nice that she wanted to entrust the most intimate places to this tongue. But that would be too soon. You should never rush things.

Meanwhile, Sasha went to the other leg and, as if savoring ice cream, licked the upper part of the girl’s foot. Finally, the right foot was, like the left, carefully licked.

- Start to handle nails.

Carefully working nail clippers, the slave gently brought the girls nails in perfect shape.

- Burgundy varnish.

In less than two minutes the nails were painted. Alice stretched her legs in front of her and admired the work.

With regret, she looked at her watch. Late. And tomorrow is a seminar:

- I'm fed up with you. Go away. - Yes Milady.

- Do not follow me, do not look for meetings and do not call. You must be patient and modest. Leave me your phone.

- Yes Milady. - You study or work? - I work. I am an artist, Mistress. - I want you to go to make-up artists courses. “Where will I get the money, Madam?” “Where you usually take them.” For stupid questions, I will punish you especially. Bring me a whip. - Alice brushed the slave in the direction. He obediently went and returned with a whip. - Take her teeth and crawl to me. Like this. Now get up on all fours and bend your elbows. I'm listening to you. “Madam, I ask you to punish me for a stupid question.” - What's next? - Let me kiss the whip. - Right. Kiss For your question you get 20 hits. - Thank you, madam. - Count.

The whip flew up and sank down onto the swollen and bruised and pink stripes of the slave's ass. After each blow, he moaned loudly, but did not stray from the bill. The girl struck several blows to one buttock, then switched to the other side. After the twentieth stroke, she stopped.

- Consider that today, in honor of our acquaintance, I was with you very soft and affectionate. Next time this will not happen. I will write down all your faults, and begin by strictly punishing you for each of them separately. - Yes Milady. Thank you, Madam. - Quickly get dressed and piss off ....