Previous episodes are [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Femdomstories/comments/iib6bq/sinking_into_love_8_like_a_pornstar/)

*“Oh my sweet dog, my good boy” she said, between her gentle kicks on my face. She was cheerful, she wasn\`t trying to punish me or something like that.*

*She was just happy, and playing with me. I feel strangely relieved when I realized that. And I also start enjoying her feet playing with my face. I was a good boy.*

After a couple of minutes of playing with my face, Emma raised herself and sat on the lap of her lover. They have started kissing passionately. When he was removing her bra, Emma looked at me and told me to get lost. 

I left the room, and listened their voices in my bed. It took at least one hour before they went silent, and I have listened them with an unbearable jealousy. I would literally doing everything I can just for her. At the beginning, I wanted to be her boyfriend. But now, even having sex with her only once would be enough for me. It would break the spell on me, if I would slid into her pussy even once. 

It was now obvious to me. A relationship is led by woman, until he gets fucked by the man. Every men chase women, until they conquer them. The moment that a woman lets you to have sex with her, it means that she surrendered to you. Until you fuck your woman good enough, you are a toy for her. But after you managed to get her panties, she will become your toy.

But I have spent too much time being a toy for her, and it was clear that I had no chance anymore. It was like playing the last minute of a football game which I\`m losing 10 to 0, and hoping for a comeback. But, I had no chance to leave the field. I had to bear the embarrassment until I hear the last whistle.

I woke up early in the morning. I knew before I\`ve been told that I had to prepare a breakfast for them. Afraid of entering her room and wake her up as usual, by kissing her soles, I just sent a message to Emma and asked what they want for the breakfast. I did not get a reply, so I tried my best to prepare everything I could.

Soon, the door is opened, and Paul walked towards the bathroom naked. I was waiting at the kitchen when Emma called my name. I went to her room, and got on my knees at the end of the bed. She was lying naked. I tried to kiss her foot before she said anything. But she just kicked my face and talked to me:

“Stop it, loser. Just get lost of the house and do not come back until I say.”

“But, Emma, I prepared you two a breakfast. I\`m doing my best to serve you. Did I do anything wrong?”

“Your existence is wrong at all you asshole. And now what, should I explain myself to you? I just want to spend some time alone with my boyfriend, is that OK? Am I allowed to? Who is the slave here?”

“I am the slave, I\`m sorry Emma.”

“Then act like one. Get lost.”