I am now owned.

I am the online sub-slut of Mistress Gemma Foxx until she chooses otherwise. I will blog about the events of the last few days at a later date but until then I would like to share a story she asked me to write describing what could happen should she choose to use me in an alleyway.

Mistress tugged on the chain attached to my collar, "Come on Amber after me. And straighten your back."

I was reluctant to follow, afraid some one might see me and know me for the sissy slut I was but knew that to voice my opinion would only make things worse for me in the long run. To even be having an opinion was wrong. I hoped Mistress couldn't tell.

Distant voices could be heard in the night. Drunken pub-goers staggering home. I dreaded to what would happen if we were to encounter any of them. My heart beating a little faster in fear.

The cool evening air on my fishnet clad thighs felt good though and I silently thanked Mistress for allowing me to to know what it felt like to be out in the open for once. However I was still momentarily relieved to be led into an alleyway away from the main road. Pools of lamplight lit it erratically between them long dark stretches it would be easy to be almost invisible in.

The relief was only brief as I knew why we had come here. She'd told me what she intended in an email a long time ago and foolishly I'd responded like a slut rather than a lady. I felt like there were a thousand eyes on me in my high heels and dress that barely covered my ass.

Although it didn't surprise me it did upset me when Mistress stopped directly beneath one of the lamposts in the direct glare of its light. Exposed so anyone could see me degrading myself.

A short sharp tug on the lead and she met my eyes. It didn't happen often and I normally tried to look away as quickly as possible but this time I could tell she wanted me to look at her so I kept her gaze as deferentially as I could.

"On your knees please Amber"

The alley was all mud and gravel, mixed in with a million discarded cigarette butts and used condoms. It felt bad enough underfoot. I really didn't want to have to kneel down in it. I tried to plead with my eyes, fluttered my eyelashes a little in the hope she might change her mind and take me back inside.

"Don't make me ask you again Amber"

I didn't give her the chance. I knelt before her, my soft skin pressed hard against uncomfortable grave, wet mud seeping into my stockings.

All forgotten when I raised my eyes to see her beautiful clit bulging beneath her dress.

"Would you like me to use your mouth Amber? Like the little slut you are?"

"Yes Mistress."

"I want to hear you beg Amber."

"Please Mistress. I'm your slut to use when and how you wish. Please use my willing mouth Mistress."

"Good girl. Not too fast though I want you to take your time and show me how much you enjoy pleasing me."

I lightly ran my fingertips over her clit through her pretty panties. Almost tickling its soft skin. I leant forward so I could smell it and brush my lips against it, feeling it twitch. I gently freed it from her panties. It was huge in my hands. Warm, pulsing softly at my touch.

Slowly I massaged its tip whilst I kissed and licked at its base. The smell and taste so overwhelmingly delicious I could think of nothing else than doing a good job and so demonstrate my worship for Mistress.

I sucked at the smooth tight orbs that hung beneath it. Pulling them gently into my warm mouth, wrapping my tongue around them. All the while stroking slowly at the tip of her clit, applying a little pressure, rotating my fingers, massaging around the glans. Spreading my fingertips over its head like a spider, twisting it slowly and softly.

Mistress leaned back against the fence. I knew I must be doing something right at last.

I slowly kissed her gorgeous hard clit from base to tip, trailing my tongue along its throbbing engorged vein. I gently licked at the precious precum accumulating on the surface of its head, savouring it, knowing it to be the precursor to being fed properly.

A little at a time I took her inside of my mouth. Working towards what Mistress had made me practice earlier with the dildo. Having her full beautiful length deep in my throat. I hoped she would let me suck and lick and kiss at her clit forever but knew that wasn't my decision. It would last only as long as Mistress desired and so I endeavoured to make the most of every moment and take my time, delaying the point whereby I was deep throating her. Hearing her moan gently was music to my ears. It made me feel like for once I was being a good girl.

And then she grabbed my head. Not too hard but firmly. Holding me steady as she bucked her hips forward and forced herself all the way into my mouth.

I struggled to control my gag reflex, felt saliva building up at the back of my throat as the tip of her clit buried itself deep inside of me.

And then she began to fuck my mouth, slowly at first but each thrust harder and faster than the one preceeding.

I circled the base of her clit with my fingers and massaged there, stroking her tight smooth balls as she fucked my mouth like the dirty little slut I was.

It felt like forever before I felt her hips rock, the clit deep in my throat throb and then a thick wad of her gorgeous juices explode in my mouth but still she didn't stop rocking inside of me. I struggled to swallow what I could in order to create space for more as I massaged her balls and felt another spurt of tasty cum burst from inside of her clit.

"Don't swallow you little slut"

She pulled out of me, her clit glistening in the lamp light.

"Show me Amber"

I tilted my head up to her beautiful face and opened my mouth wide so she could see her creamy fluid on my tongue.

"Good girl. You can swallow now."

I bravely looked her in the eyes as I swallowed what was left of her cum.

"Now lick me clean and then we can go back inside. Tonight's not over yet for you Amber. Not by a long way."

"Thank you Mistress."

I took her in my mouth again, licking and cleaning her pretty clit, warm inside knowing I had pleased her, not worrying at all about what may follow. After all I belonged to Mistress and there was nothing I could do about it anyway.