My Mean Mistress

I am a worthless loser. I know it and my Mean Mistress knows it. She is mean and humiliating. I hate her sometimes. But she knows just what to do to make me hurt so good!

I have always been a loser. A loser with women, with men, in business, you name it and I have sucked at doing it. I was the one in college that sat on the sofa at frat parties and played video games, while everyone else got drunk and got laid. I have made lots of changes to my appearance in the years since.  But somehow I still see the college freshman I was back then.

I Met My Mean Mistress In College

My Mean Mistress is a woman I met in my senior year. She was my friend.  In fact, one of the only real friends I had at that time. But while she was nice to me some of the time, she could also be mean. I began to realize that I liked it when she humiliated me in public, although I didn’t tell her that.

Our relationship just sort of evolved to the point where it is today. She was just getting into the BDSM lifestyle when I met her and I just kind of followed her, like a moth to the flame. Now, years later, I’m still with her and she is my FemDom Mistress.

Getting Hard

I love pleasing her because she is a harsh, strict Mistress. She expects me to be more than I am. When I fail her, punishment is swift and harsh. But she keeps me in line. She demands that I am her foot stool or her coffee table when she has afternoon get-togethers with her friends. I have had to learn to stay absolutely still for hours while balancing her coffee cup and a plate full of chocolate cake on my shirtless back.

The one time I didn’t, she pinched my nipple so hard I started crying in pain. She didn’t care about my pain or my tears. She told me, in front of all her friends, that I could do better if I wasn’t such a worthless, fucking loser. As horrible as it felt, I could also feel my cock getting hard. How is it possible that I can both hate and love being humiliated? After I moved and spilled her soda and she did the nipple pinching, she started making me practice balancing with hot cups of coffee and boiling water, to teach me to be still. And let me tell you, I learned fast!

She Never Lets Me Forget I’m A Loser

My Mistress makes me wear signs that say “pathetic loser” on my back when we are in public together. She has also pulled me around on a leash, wearing a dog collar. Thank God I also had a leather mask on, so nobody could see my face. It humiliates me! But, again, I was excited too. I was so aroused by the thought of being led around on a leash. Even more, I loved the idea that I was her slave and she had total control over me.

I find myself wanting to tell her to be as mean as she can to me. I am a pathetic loser and do deserve to be humiliated by my beautiful Mistress. But I couldn’t bring myself to tell her to hurt me or be mean to me, so I started not following her rules, so she would punish me. I began to whine a lot at her instead of just doing what she wanted. At first, she would just laugh at me and call me a stupid loser.  But then she caught on, and assigned me things to do like lick her friends’ feet, for example,  or blow some stranger’s cock.

Mean Mistress Has Me Locked Up Tight

Then, one day, my Mistress came to me and said that she was going to put my cock in a cage! That shocked me for a moment. I couldn’t even protest,  as she pulled it out of her bag. I began to shake with fear and arousal. She told me I had better not get hard because she couldn’t get it on unless I was soft. But I couldn’t calm down.

She was going to put me in chastity! The more I thought about it, the more erotic it seemed to me. Because of this, it took her awhile to get my cock into the chastity device. Furthermore, it took me a while to get used to having it on and living with it. I complain about it a lot to my Mistress, but secretly I love the fact that my very mean Mistress has the key to my cock cage on her keychain.