Black Mail

The call comes late at night. I am sat at home in my tiny one bed apartment, ready for bed. It's a weeknight, could'nt be one of the guys.

I answered the phone, with a cautiuos tone in my voice.

"Hello" i say.

A ladies voice answers "You better be round here in 15 minutes or you'll wish you were dead". The phone slams down.

I know instantly who it is . . .

Wait, maybe i should'nt start the story here, lets back up a little.

I work for a local newspaper as an assitant editor. It's generally pretty mundane, but there are some interresting charicters i work with who make the day go a little smoother. And things had been going smoth i have to say, all until the day i got the memo.

About a week ago i was summoned into a side office by one of my colleagues for a one to one, or so i thought. Her name is Lilly. She is young, about 19. Blonde hair, curvey figure, and has a very abrupt way about her which i find interresting. She does'nt seem the type to tollerate fools, or men for that matter. I get the feeling she's the kind of girl who does'nt hear the word "No" very often.

Today she is wearing black stilleto heals, black tights, a knee length skirt, red blouse and glasses, her blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail.

"Sit down" she asks, so i do.

She hands me a folder.

"Before you open that", she says, "I just want to let you know, this is your own fault"

Puzzled i open the folder. My eyes open widely as they focus on the photgraths in front of me. It is me, with a local dominatrix i have been visiting once a month

I break into a cold sweat "How did you get these" i ask nervously.

"It seems we have friends in common. This lady you have been seeing for your monthly humiliation sessions is a dear friend of mine. She could'nt resist taking pictures of all her little subs, and while at her home last weekend, i stumbled accross her work portfoilo on her computer whilst she was having a shower. And i could'n believe there was a face i recognised amoung those pathetic clients of hers"

"This is'nt funny" i say, "this is my private life, i do not want anyone else knowing about these things. Imagine if someone went rooting through your private life" I say.

She laughs "But they did'nt did they, i'm not the one on trial here am i, this is you were talking about"

"Why are you saying these things" i ask. "What do you want"?

She sits back in her chair and crosses her legs, her left shoe dangling off at the heal, being flicked about by her toes. She takes a deep breath and removes her glasses. "I want a new pet"

I pause for a minute. "Did you say pet"?

"Yes" she replies, "And i want you. From now on you are going to do exactly what i say, when i say it, and if you dont . . . well, you never know who might find these photographs"

"You're serious"? i ask.

"Deadly" she replies. "You will get a call from me at some point this week, you can count on that. Here's my address. When the call comes, you better come running"

She stands up to leave the room.

"Dont be late" she says with a smile, and she leaves the room closing the door gently behind her.

So here i am, phone still in hand. I reach into my pocket and retrieve the piece of paper with her address on it. She lives a few blocks over, i can make it.
I hop in my car and reverse out of the car park like lightning. My pulse is racing so fast i feel it thumping in my head. What does she want with me, is this all some kind of illaberate prank, is she crazy?

All these thoughts rush through my mind as i pull outside her house. I step out of the car and close the door. I look up to find her front door is slightly open. I walk up the path, gently push it open, and enter and close it behind me.

As i enter the living room door i see her siting in an arm chair in the corner of a large living room. She is wearing heals, fishnet stockings and supenders, black lace underwear, a velvert corset and her hair is up in bunches. I dont know quite where to look.

"You made it in time i see, very well done to you, that makes me very pleased"

"What are you going to do to me"? i ask.

"I'm going to offer you a fantastic deal. You visit a dominatrix every month becasue you love to be humiliated by women. You love crawling around on all fours and having your tiny penis mocked by them dont you"?

My face bgins to burn

"Oh dont worry, i know all about your little secret, i've seen the photographs. Though i must say i dont think i've ever seen anything that small, i was sure my friend had digitally altered the pictures to make it appear smaller. But now we're going to find out are'nt we.
You pay a lot of money to see my friend, but i'm going to offer you a deal. Be my pet, my live in slave. You'll stay here with me and serve me in any way i ask of you for as long as i wish it. If you will sign a contract to this effect giving me ownership of your pathetic self, i'll distroy these photograpths right now. I have already erased those that were on my friends computer. You'll be getting the humiliation you crave, without having to pay for it. All i want is your servitude."

I am speachless, what am i to do. Imagine of my friends, co-workers or familly saw those pictures. I cannot bring that shame upon myself.

She pulls a contract from a drawer by her chair.

"All you need do it sign this, i will thrown the photograths on the fire now, and you will have nothing further to worry about"

I can feel myself sweating, my head is spinning, do i have a choice?

She passes the contract over to me with a pen. "Sign it now" . . .

I place the contract on the table, lean over, take a deep breath, and i sign.

"There you go" she says, that was'nt so hard was it" She places the contract in a safe which is hidden behind a paiting hanging over her fireplace.

"Right, now rem,ove your clothes, you will not need them anymore. From now on i decide what you wear. Oh this is going to be so much fun"

I remove my clothes, taking off my shorts last. "Oh dear" she says, "it looks like the photograpths are accurate. Looks like you were last in line when they were giving out penises" she says. She lets out a loud laugh. "Oh my God. From now on your name is Baby Dicklet". You will answer only to this, this is the name my friends will address you by and you are to introduce yourself to any of my friends by this name alone"

"Yes" i reply as i stand shivering and naked.

"yes Mistress, if you please" she barks.

"Yes Mistress" i reply.

She puts a collar around my neck and locks it tightly with a small padlock. "There, no pet is quite right without a collar" she says.

She reaches down beside the chair and picks up a pink shoulder back.

"The sight of your tiny little baby dick is casuing me to want to burst into laughter every time i look at you. Now, when someone has a little clit, like you clearly do, she should be dressed appropriately should'nt she. She hands me the bag, which is apparently filled with clothes, and i unzip it.

"Now open your bag Baby Dicklet, these will be your new clothes, for now anyway"

I begin to pull out the items of clothing. Pink lace panties with hearts on them and matching A-cup bra. A tiny little gray pleated skirt, a small white blouse, black nylon pantyhose and a little make-up bag.

I look at these items in complete shock, i cant believe she is serious.

"There is arazor in the make-up bag, i want you to shave all your body hair immediatly, my pretty little sissy needs to be smooth"

She pulls me by the hand to the bathroom when she soaps my naked body and begins shavin me. My tiny dicklet gets hard at her touch and she erupst into laughter, almost cutting my leg with the razor.

"Is that the best you can do for an erection?" She runs to retrieve a measuring tape from her closet and puts it up against my tiny nub.

"1.5 inches? There are babies born with larger cocks than that. Looks like you'll make a good bootlicker, as your certainly not much use as anything else are you? ha ha ha"

Once i am totally shaved she begins to apply make-up. Red lipstick, pink eyeshaddow, red nail polish on my fingers and toes, then she clips my long blonde hair into pig tails.

"Now you can get dressed you little sissy, make it quick"

I pull up my pink panties first while Mistress Lilly sist on her bath tub watching with a huge smirk on her face.

"Oh yes, you make a pretty sissy girl dont you Baby Dicklet, i'm going to enjoy owning you"

I finish buttoning up my blouse and pullup my pantyhose and look in the mirror. I cnnot belive what i am seeing, if i did not know i was looking at myself i would say i was looking at a young girl.

"Finished" she says "All except one thing" She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a leash, which she then attaches to my collar.

"Now get down on all fours like a good pet, Mistress is going to walk you into the living room"

As i shuffle along on my hands and kness, her legs are inches away from my face. Her slender legs glisten in the silky dark black pantyhoes, the sound of her legs brushing together is so erotic. I look up at her curvey body in those sexy revealing clothes and she looks down at me. "Mistress needs a footstall so she can enjoy her Television tonight. Be a good girl and crawl over to the foot of my chair"

I shuffle slowly to where i have been ordered and Mistress sits down, placing her feet upon my back. She removes her shoes and places them under my nose. "Make yourself uselful down there and lick my shoes clean, i want to see my reflection in them"

I begin to slowly lick away, and i hear Mistress above me laughing to herslef. You're mine now Baby Dicklet, you're mine forever, we are going to have so much fun.