I awoke and looked at the clock. I had slept about 3 hours, and felt refreshed, but Kelly was not in bed with me. She appeared momentarily, dressed in her french maid costume and looking like a dream. She walked up to the bedside with a sway in her hips, on 6" platform heels. She leaned over and asked "would madam like a bite to eat?" With a faux french accent. Her sweet perfume followed her, not too strong and very appealing. Her makeup was over the top sexy, heavy eyeliner that tapered to flame tips, extra blusher, shiny lacquered lips and big false lashes with shiny silver eye shadow. Her hair was pulled up, with curls falling on either side of her face, and her dangly rhinestone earrings matched her rhinestone choker. "Thank you" i answered, and she sat a tray down over my lap. I looked her over as i ate the bagel and fruit that she brought me.

 "I love your power and authority shannon" she cooed. "It was so exciting to obey you, thats how I want it all the time." I thought for a minute before I spoke. "Youve never been shy about telling me how you have always idolized me, and you have followed my around like a puppy your whole life". She nodded. I continued, "you have never disobeyed me or failed to do anything Ive asked you to do". Kelly nodded again. "You copied how I dressed, talked and acted until I had to threaten you to make you quit". "I know" she  said softly. "Its not suprising that you are sexually submissive too". "No" Kelly replied, "what is surprising is the intensity of my desire to serve and obey you, and the sexual charge it gives me". My little sister wanted to be my subbie. I hadnt expected this, but it was a tantalizing turn of events.

 But my concern for Kellys welfare and for our relationship was my first concern, and I had to make sure that she understood that the D/S would be a fantasy thing, and there could be no carry over into r/l. The partition between fantasy and r/l had to remain inviolate, and if i degraded her as my subbie she had to know beyond any doubt that it had no effect on my respect and love for her, and that those things existed on a much higher plane, in a place no fantasy could touch.  

 Kelly is very intelligent along with being very hot, and she assured me that she understood all the implications. "And you want to give yourself to me? I asked her. "More than anything" she gushed. "Total surrender, I own you in every way" . She shuddered with excitement "total surrender" she repeated. "You have no opinions or preferences, are not allowed to suggest, request or even want anything. You will be happy with whatever you receive from me, even when it is nothing" "Oh god" she moaned. The conditions of servitude were arousing her wildly. "yes" she finally whispered. "you will obey instantly and fully any command and carry out my instructions to the best of your ability. You will do so cheerfully and enthusiastically regardless of the effect that it has on you?". "yes" she said again. I was impressed by her ardor, and it turned me on.

 "Kneel" I ordered. I touched Kellys head. "You are my property now" I intoned. "You need only obey me to be doing the right thing. You will answer to Kellyslut or slut, and address me as goddess, mistress or ms shannon." Kelly looked up at me and said nothing. I continued "makeup and clothes must be immaculate at all times, you will use proper english and proper, formal ettiquitte at all times, can you do that?" "yes my goddess" she replied. 

 It was early saturday night and our mom wouldnt be home until sunday late, and now I had my own personal sex slave. A beautiful, sexy, red hot 19 year old babe of a sex slave. My mind reeled with possibilities, and I had to think. "Kellyslut, get the red nail polish and do my toes" I told her. She was back with the polish and soon was carefully painting my toenails as I thought about the best way to play with my new toy.

More to follow.