Lucka’s mistress is called Tereza.

She is two years older than Lucka. She is also 15 centimeters (about 6 inches) taller. She almost always wears long leather boots. Often they reach above the knee. They are classic riding boots. She tends to wear skirts and no underwear, so her slave girl always has easy access.

Lucka is forbidden to have orgasms, unless she earns them. She can earn them by pleasing her mistress. It’s not easy though. Her mistress is demanding. Lucka is not even allowed to have orgasms with her boyfriend back in France. Which is not too big of a challenge, since she has to stimulate her own clitoris with her fingers if she ever wants to reach orgasm during intercourse with her rather ego-centric, emotionally dead boyfriend. Why she can’t break up with Robert is one of the mysteries of Lucka’s 26 years long life.

You can ask why does Lucka not give herself an orgasm when she is in bed with her boyfriend with at least 1,200 kms between her and Tereza? Well, because it would ruin the entire game for Lucka. She wants Tereza to be in total control of her. It’s got to the point that any orgasm not sanctioned by Tereza would give her no pleasure. It would depress her. It would be a big faillure. It would be shameful.

Whenever Lucka travels to Slovakia Tereza claims her. She is to stay in a hotel, chained to the bed and wait for her mistress. It’s a long chain, so she can move around, but she cannot leave the room. She only has books to keep her busy. Classics like Gone with the wind. Of course, when she is on home office she can also just work. Though it’s hard to get much work done when your yoni’s juices are practically running down your thighs in anticipation of what your insatiable mistress will require of you this time.

There are cameras everywhere in the hotel room. Lucka’s every move is being followed. This is to prevent her from playing with her pussy. Tereza says: ‘Your pussy belongs to me. Only I decide what happens to it, who or what touches it and who or what goes in. If you break this rule, I will punish you. If you so much as touch it, I will add two weeks of no orgasms for you. And if you touch it twice I will whip your pussy with my riding whip. You know I mean it. And if you dare give yourself an orgasm the punishment will be very creative and very harsh. Understood?’

There are rules. There are many rules.

When they wake up next to each other the first thing Lucka has to do is to lick Tereza’s pussy. For the first orgasm of the day Tereza is just lying there, with her long legs wrapped aorund Lucka’s head. If Lucka does a good job, Tereza fingers Lucka very slowly, but only for a few minutes and Lucka is not allowed to orgasm. Lucka licks better if she hasn’t had an orgasm in a long time. She has to work hard to deserve an orgasm.

The second orgasm of the day comes in the shower. Tereza is standing, with one leg on the rack for soap. Lucka kneels between those seemingly endless legs and licks Tereza’s pussy according to her instructions. ‘If you make me come too soon I will add two weeks of no orgasms and I will not touch your pussy anymore today.’

Lucka does her best to lick slowly. To paint circles with her tongue around Tereza’s clit. Tereza also orders her to push her tongue in and out of her greedy pussy. At the same time Lernka has to use both her hands to stimulate Tereza’s breasts. It’s not easy, but Lucka wants to do whatever she can to please her mistress. She also longs to feel Tereza’s fingers on her own clitoris. Even if it’s only for a few minutes, even if she is not allowed to orgasm. She wonders if Tereza will ever lick her, but being her slave it’s unlikely.

After Tereza has had a orgasm, a violent one, one where she is shaking all over and pulling Lucka’s hair, Lucka is forced to turn around and to bend over. Her fingers touching the bottom of the shower cabin. Tereza then caresses her pussy from behind. Lucka is exremely wet. Her knees are trembling. She desires an orgasm so much that she is trembling all over and cannot focus on anything else anymore than the idea of Tereza allowing her to cum. But it’s not to be. Not for another six weeks. She has’t been a perfect slave, so she is nowhere near an orgasm. She will have to read a lot today to keep her mind of sex, but she knows it will be impossible.

There is one more task. When Tereza is fully dressed to go to work – she has her own company, a real estate business – Lucka has to drop to the ground, face down, and lick the high heels of Tereza’s shoes. Today she is wearing black leather shoes, no boots. The weather doesn’t allow it. Very pointy oines, with long heels. ‘These heels are bigger than some dicks I have had the misfortune to see’, says Tereza. ‘When I was still open to dick.’ While Lucka is licking her heels, Tereza checks herself in the mirror on the wall. She flicks her long brown-red hair and checks her make-up. Then she says: ‘Ok, enough. Get up and suck my fingers. All of them one by one and then am out the door.’ Lucka does as she’s been asked. As always. She has never ignored a command of her mistress. She sucks with passion, as though she is convinced she could get Tereza to orgasm just by sucking her fingers. An impossibility of course, but she gives it her best shot every time. Tereza wipes her fingers dry on Lucka’s hair. ‘During the day you will send me pictures of you and your naked pussy in all kinds of poses. But no touching!’

Lucka is silent and merely bows.

‘You were satisfactory this morning’, says Tereza as she is leaving to go to work. ‘When I come back I expect you to be dressed like a slut. You know what I mean, right? If you do not look like the horniest, most willing, most submissive slut on this planet, I will prolong your punishment. I have something special planned for tongiht, so better be reading to go all the way to please me tonight. Ah, and no talking tonight. No matter what happens, no matter what I tell you to do, not a word from you. Understood? Now come and give me a kiss.’

Lucka kisses Tereza and Tereza grabs Lucka by her pussy, very hard. ‘And no touching your pussy. It’s my personal property. It’s no longer yours. I own it. I alone decides what happens to it.

Lucka feels herself melt as half painful, half pleasurable sensations seem to shoot up from her pussy all the way through her body. It’s as though her pussy is contracting, crying out for attention, finally.


The door slams shut. She can hear the hacking sound of Tereza’s heels hitting the marble floor.

Lucka needs another shower. A very cold one.

(Based on what a woman – the ‘Lucka’ in the story – told me yesterday)