Unexpected FemDom

This last weekend, on Saturday morning, my Mistress wife had a professional conference that she needed to be at. What this usually means for me is that I get up early to make a small breakfast and then I come back into the bedroom and wake Mistress Laura to serve her.


So, I got up about an hour before Mistress needed to be awake and cooked her an omelet and made some toast, poured some coffee and a small glass of OJ and set it all on the small side table. Then I knelt by the side of the bed and massaged her feet slowly and firmly till she woke up and sat on the edge of the bed and gestured for me to just sit on the carpet.

I sat at her feet while we discussed the logistics of the day and she ate.

After she had eaten, she had me clean up while she showered and got dressed. She told me to dress business casual and that I would be her driver and sweet solicitous husband at the event. We've done this many times in the past where she brings me as her guest and I do things like fetch her tea or water. I sometimes think she just likes showing off her control in public.

When we got there, we sat at round tables to listen to the program (which was about different music teaching techniques).

At various points, Mistress gestured for me to go and fetch her some water or tea. Once, when I came back with her tea with a “Here you go, Ma'am,” I sensed that the attention of one of the women at the table was distinctly on us. This impression was quickly verified when she started talking to us at the next break.

After some pleasantries, this woman, who I will refer to as LF, said point blank to Mistress Laura:

“Some friends of mine and I sometimes have our boys serve us tea. Naked.”

Since Mistress wasn't really expecting that sort of conversation at this seminar, she was at first taken aback. “You're joking, right?”

LF gave a very wide smile “No joke. They do get to wear a bowtie.”

After a pause, Mistress asked “Are they at `full attention?'”

“Some are, yes. If you are interested in bringing him, I can arrange it.”

It turns out that there is a network of dominant women in Northern California who have occasional tea parties served by submissive men who are naked. That is one of my fantasies come true!

After a few hours, we left the event and headed for home. On the drive, Mistress Laura told me that the idea of these tea parties intrigued her and that she might like to attend one. When we got home, she then took me into the bedroom, told me to strip, slid out of her skirt and had me lick her pussy till she came hard, all the while telling me that it might be fun for her to network with other Dominas in the area. Then she came again, this time by her own hand, while I sucked on her breasts.

I got no release. Which, weirdly enough, was very comforting to me. She just said “Good boy. Now go and finish the laundry.”

At this point, it seems totally normal that Mistress should be served all day by me, have a conversation with a new acquaintance about naked male servers at a tea party, then use me to have an orgasm or two and then send me off to do more housework.