3. Boot Slut

"mmmm I would how greatful you would be to go back in my closet.." She considered. "Slut?" - "Would you be greatful if i put you back in my closet?". My knees by this time were straining and i let out a meek "Yes Goddess." "I wonder how long you could take - being chained up in there amongst my shoes and boots?"

I had to admit, the prospect of waiting for her, being put aside when she had no use of me drove me crazy with excitement. Waiting in this way, really pushed it home that i was nothing more than her property. At the same time however, just to kneel on the ground, in her presence and be ignored by her - was euphoria.

Lost in the excitement of what she was doing to me right now i let out an excited "Hours - Goddess". She lauged in my face - "Hours? Ha Ha Ha - I was more thinking DAYS!" She exclaimed. "I know that the human body is capable of sustaining itself for 3 days without food or water. I know its warm in there and if i give you the ocassional drink, you should be ok for a while. Dont you think?" She stated flatly.

I was horified, as the words left her mouth, and my heart was beating like a drum as i became genuinely afraid. "Touch yourself" She comanded. I complied, becoming more excited by the second. "She watched with a smile on her face. "Now - Ask me" She cooed. "Beg me to put you back in the closet - bitch"

I wanted to resist, but we both knew she had me where she wanted me. Excited, aroused on my knees wallowing in my submission to her. I couldnt help myself. "Please Goddess?". I asked. "Please - What?" She asked.

"Please Goddess, put me in your closet" I panted - my heart pounding. "You can beg nicer than that, say please again....nicer...as nice as you can." She toyed.

"Pleeeeease Goddess" I whined. "Again - Keep Begging" Came her reply. I whined and whined for what seemed like an eternity, excited and wallowing in my submission. She say calmly, observing my state with a wide smile on her face as she discected my soul with her eyes. "Your Pathetic" She stated flatly. "Stop touching yourself"

I felt pathetic and part of me wanted to run and hide from the statement along with her stare which drilled through me. I was ashamed, excited and deeply submissive for her. She quickly recuffed my hands to the chain that ran down my back and opened the closet door. She stood there watching me on my knees. "Do I need to drag you by your hair or can you get in yourself?"

I stumbled over onto my side, and slithered like an insect to the closet and slowly made my way inside. I could feel her stare on me. Once she was satisfied that i was in position, she closed the door. I heard a click and was once again submerged into darkness, alone with the smell of her from her footwear in the closet and the clothes hung up around me.