Britannia called up her long time friend richard and asked if he could come over to Her flat and help Her with a few things. She knew richard was submissive and She often took advantage of his subservient feelings toward Her. He was always willing and eager to do things for Her and never dared ask Her for anything in return. In school he would do Her term papers, run errands for Her, drive Her to campus, give Her presents on Her Birthday. In other words, he was ALWAYS under Her thumb and although She never abused him, She certainly used him, and often.

After graduation, they went their separate ways until a few years later when they bumped into each other by chance one day at the Super Market. A renewed bond between them was instantly struck. Without saying a word as they left the market, Britannia handed richard Her shopping bags. She knew even though both of richard's hands were full that he would unhesitatingly carry Her bags. At this instant, a surge of Power swept through the very fiber of Britannia. richard equally felt proud and happy to be of service to the woman that always knew more than any other woman, what buttons to push to get him to be the compliant little man he was always meant to be.

After escorting Her to Her Car they exchanged cell numbers and agreed to stay in touch. He didn't dare call Her out of fear of catching Her at the wrong moment. He also had a great difficulty finding the right words to describe to Her what their brief encounter meant to him and how he wanted to just do things for Her, serve Her like he did years ago. He hoped She would call him and somehow just know how he felt, she always had before. In only a few days, his prayers were answered, he received his first call from Britannia.

"Hi, richard, how are you? I'm so glad we re-connected in the Market the other day"

"Yes Britannia, me too it was so nice to see You again"

She got right to it, not leaving him a chance to awkwardly offer himself, his services, anything to Her.

"Listen, richard, do you think you can come over precisely at 9:00am tomorrow and help me do a few things in My new flat? I could use some muscle to help me get My new place in order".

Not believing his luck, richard eagerly responded with a 'Yes, of course, i'll be there'.

"Great richard, I really appreciate your willingness to help me. Just please don't be late I need you here at 9am sharp."

'Ok no problem Britannia'.

The following day at precisely 9:00 am, on the dot, richard was standing at the door of Britannia's apartment. She had told him not to be late with such a strict tone that he felt excited that She was being so direct with him. He actually loved that strict tone in Her voice which was so authoritative, direct and demanding but somehow still feminine, sexy and classy.

When Britannia opened the door, richard was shocked and speechless. There was Britannia, before him. Dressed in white blouse a short tight mini skirt, black stockings and high heels, Her gorgeous blond hair cascaded down to Her shoulders. She looked like She was ready to walk the red carpet of a Hollywood movie premier, rather than getting ready to clean a house.

"Come in silly boy what are you standing out there for? We've got lots of work to do. Or should I say, you do?" With the last remark She added a devilish smile which excited richard and he could feel himself growing inside his pants.

Once over the initial jolt of seeing this impeccably dressed Goddess before him, he stepped inside Her apartment. 'Follow Me richard' Walking behind Her he was mesmerized by the sight and sound of Her beautiful high heels. The clicking sound they made on the hard wood floor was music to his ears and the studded heels of Her stilettos was a sight to behold. he wondered how was She going to work cleaning Her apartment in that gorgeous outfit.

In the living room, Britannia sat down on the sofa, as richard attempted to sit down next to Her he was rebuffed with a stern 'No you don't young man! Don't you dare sit on MY clean couch with your dirty pants. Sit on the floor!'

richard taken aback by Her tone and words, sat on the floor next to Britannia just as a dog would do next to its Owner and Master. This act set the stage for what would be a life changing experience that richard was about to undergo.

Britannia, seeing Her friend take his place on the floor beside Her, took full advantage of both Her physical and psychological superior position. She now was able to look down on richard from a vantage point.

"Well richard, I see you're still attracted to Me. That's hasn't changed, has it?" She said that looking into his eyes in a way that penetrated his very soul and he knew She could feel his excitement, his desire to submit and his devotion to Her. He blushed at the intensity of the moment which made her throw back her golden hair in a mischievous laugh.

"No Britannia, nothing has changed, I still have strong feelings for You that go back to our college days. Seeing You at the Market just reminded me of those days." He looked down, his face reddening knowing She already knew his answer.

"I know you must have had many fantasies about Me, didn't you?"

"uhhh & Yes Britannia", he replied, looking down at her Stilettos that were just a few feet away from his position on the floor. "i have to admit that's true", he said in a lowered voice.

"Hey, don't be embarrassed. I know you did and I really appreciated all the things you did for Me back then." As She said this she lifted his chin to look Her in the face and as he looked up from Her Heels, Her crossed legs, short skirt, ample breast hiding behind Her silk blouse flashed his mind and made him flush. "Now that we're back together again and almost neighbors, you can continue where you left off in school because, I need you more than ever. I know I can count on you to help Me with organizing and cleaning up My new flat and perhaps other things as well" She said, gently caressing his cheek with her hand. richard was speechless. Here was this incredibly Gorgeous Blonde woman politely requesting, but seemingly ordering him to help Her. he felt truly helpless and weak as she gently rubbed her hand over his. Sitting on the floor in front at Her feet, his predicament was only starting to dawn upon him as he looked at Her red fingernails caressing his hand. She was a commanding force that made any possible resistance to Her futile.

Again She put the tip of Her finger under his chin and lifting his face up to look Her in the eyes. This time there was an undeniable force and determination behind her movement. Britannia was forcing him to look into Her eyes and at once, in an instant, he was lost. She paused as she firmly held his chin for a moment, then looking through his eyes and into his soul, She said, "You will obey Me and do what I tell you to do. If you do not agree to this, you may stand up and march out My flat right now and don't ever come back or call Me again. The choice right now is yours, richard. What do you choose?"

With that, Britannia rose from the sofa and stood before richard with hands on Her hips. Looking down on him She demanded his answer. "Well richard, don't keep me waiting " her stiletto foot was now tapping the hardwood floor.

To Be Continued....

Strictly yours,
Britannia Canes