I stood dressed in my heavily boned and tightly laced vintage corset, very sheer seamed stockings and perched on my five-inch stiletto heeled shoes. I looked down at him kneeling at my feet. He was naked with his arse resting on his calves, his knees wide apart and his hands resting palms up on his thighs, the submission position. His head was lowered and he was looking at my gorgeous feet as he remained perfectly still except for the bobbing up and down of his erect and leaking cock.

As I stood there looking down at him a smile passed my lips as I thought of the journey we had travelled to arrive here. I had put some pictures of myself wearing some glamorous and sexy vintage corsets, stockings and high heels on a web page on the internet. It was just for fun to start with but I received lots of mail from admirers wanting to talk and buy clothes I had worn. Some letters were brief and I ignored them, others were not in the best of taste and were also ignored but others were polite, respectful and these I answered.

I soon realised that many of these men were weak and could easily be moulded for my fun and amusement and in no time at all the dominant side in my character began to surface. I would set my boys, as I called them, little tasks and they would have to perform them for to prove their loyalty and devotion to me and very soon some of them were begging to be my slave and serve me 24/7.

The idea of a 24/7 slave appealed to me and I began to test my boys to find out who was the most likely candidate. After some time I had a shortlist and my first and second choices had failed the final test I had set them and now I was standing here with my third choice.

As he trembled at my feet I walked over to the bedroom door of the apartment with the metal heels of my shoes click clacking on the wooden floor boards. When I opened the door my lover greeted me with a passionate kiss and although I knew my boy would have his eyes lowered he would know what we were doing and I writhed against my lover's firm body knowing what I was doing to my boy.

My lover and I walked back in to the room and both stood in front of my boy as I stroked his head like a dog we talked and then I asked my lover to undress. We walked away from my boy to a large table in the middle of the room and I ordered my boy to raise his eyes level to my lover’s crotch. I proceeded to fondle my lover’s penis until it grew to the full extent of its magnificent length. It was long, thick and glistened with the pre cum juice I spread along its length and we kissed as he caressed my exposed erect pink nipples.

I sat back on the table and hooked the heel of my shoe around my lover’s cock and rubbed it up and down its length. As I did I informed my boy that my lover was straight but had agreed to do what I had asked because of his love for me. I told my boy that my lover, like him, had a passion for my feet and high heels and loved to worship them and I was going to let my boy watch as my lover kissed and caressed them.

My boy could determine how long my lover could fondle my feet because I would only allow him to do so as long as he did not cum. My boy, if he really wanted to be my slave, would only have to crawl on his knees over to my lover and make him cum in his mouth and I would take my feet away from my lover.

I could see the look of horror on my poor boys face and I laughed loudly at him as I gently brushed my beautiful sexy stocking clad feet and legs up my lover's body, slowly over his stomach and chest and up towards his eagerly waiting lips. My lover held my feet and shoes and began gently and passionately kissing them as he looked down at my boy in contempt.

I was still laughing as my boy slowly leant forward and began to crawl towards us with his eyes set firmly on my lover’s magnificent erection. He crawled close and until he was almost touching my lover's cock and was physically shaking. I placed one of my feet behind my boy’s neck and pushed his head gently into my lover’s groin and said, “Be a good boy and love it”.

This was all the encouragement he needed and was soon kissing along the length of the shaft and licking it, rubbing his tongue over the bulbous and dripping end and then finally taking it into his mouth. I felt great satisfaction watching him retch and look immensely uncomfortable as he took my lover deeper and deeper into his mouth while he looked up in envy of my lover drooling over my feet. He moved his head back and forth sucking and licking along the length of the shaft until I could sense my lover was on the verge of orgasm.

I removed my feet from my lover's grasp and stood behind my boy facing my lover and kissed my lover deeply on the lips and in doing so pushed my boy's head closer to my lover's body forcing his cock deep down his throat. I could feeling him writhing between our hips as he panicked against the suffocation and the orgasm he knew was about to come. I reached down with one hand and while I still kissed my lover I stroked my boy’s face and he surrendered and took the whole of my lover’s orgasm into his mouth and down his throat.

My lover went to clean up and I sat relaxing in a chair looking and feeling highly satisfied with myself. I called my boy over and he crawled to kneel at my feet in the submission position. I looked down at him and said,

“You have passed the test. You are naked, have no possessions, no money, and no self respect left. You will rely on me for your clothing, your food and water, your love, your rewards and your punishments. You are totally worthless and insignificant and I am the centre of your universe and you only exist to please and satisfy my every whim. Do you accept this?”

My boy said,

“Yes Mistress”

I took a 50 mm chrome collar from my bag and placed it around his neck and fastened it with the security screw at the back. As the screw reached maximum tightness the head broke off leaving him collared for life.

I said, “You are no longer my boy you are now my slave” and I raised the dirty sole of my shoe.

He lowered his head to my feet and wept uncontrollably in abject surrender as his he kissed and licked the sole of my shoe. I knew I had a devoted slave now that I could do with as I pleased.