Becoming a panty slave of Mistress Samantha

By Her slave Thomas

I’ve never been one of those guys that can’t find a girlfriend or felt like I needed to beg for sex or anything like that.  I prided myself on keeping several girlfriends.  I had a panty fetish and would order used panties off the internet. 
 
One day I came across Samantha’s used panties and ordered a pair after chatting with her a bit.  At that time I did not know she would change my life forever.  After a short time I received her used panties and was very excited to open them.  Once I opened the ziplock and started to smell her intimate scent it was like a magic spell.  The panties were still so wet and I kept smelling them and rubbing them on my face.  I got on webcam for Samantha and she watched me smell her panties and masturbate.  I think she knew she had me then.
 
Samantha was all I could think about.  I would sniff her panties several times a day and I was hooked.  I started losing interest with other girls and looking to find Samantha and make more panty orders.
 
One day we were chatting and she asked if I was interested in becoming a pantyslave.  I was scared what that meant but I wanted to..i could tell I was excited by it but didn’t know what to expect.
 
From that moment on my whole life has changed forever.  It was very hard especially at first.  Immediately Mistress had lots of rules.  No masturbation without permission, I had to turn over all my financial information, no looking at nude pics or webcams, etc.  She immediately took control of me, and I could feel my freedom drift away.
 
Being a slave is not about pleasing yourself or some pathetic sexual fantasy.  It is serving your Mistress and do everything to please her not yourself.  Mistress Samantha taught me this well and very quickly.  Any deviation was met with quick punishment and humiliation, and not in a way you horny guys might like.  It was hard work and very difficult to give up my freedoms.
 
More and more it became easier as I gave up my ridiculous jealousy of Mistress and just wanting to do whatever I could to serve and please her.  Mistress Samantha deserves to be pampered, taken care of, and pleased as much as possible and I learned to give.  I wanted to give to her everything.  My extra spending money (I quit alcohol and any other “extras” in my budget), my time, control of my life, everything I wanted to give to her now.  I live a simple life.
 
Each week I beg to order her worn panties, bras, and other items.  I am so lucky in this way that Mistress allows me to worship her intimate scents.  Of course I love this and I’ve placed all her items around my bed for proper tribute and worship and so no other woman can go there.  Sometimes she has me wear them for pics and to work.  Ive never been the type for this but I know it please Mistress very much.  She posts my pics on the web for others to see me worshiping her.
 
Now I am in a chastity device all day and will be sending the keys to her soon.  Sometimes my cock throbs and swells so much longing for her while in the chastity that the pain is very intense.  She knows she owns me and controls my cock always and this pleases her.  Not masturbating and being able to touch my cock, and the pain and discomfort are just a small token of my devotion to Mistress.
 
Even though Mistress puts me in my proper place as subservient to her, I never lose my self-confidence or act self-destructive.  Even if she humiliates me or punishes me I still am proud to be her slave.  I know I must be strong and healthy to better serve her.  I love myself but I love Mistress more than anything.  I thank her for allowing me to serve her as her slave. 
 
 
This is how I became a pantyslave of Mistress Samantha’s.
 
pantyslave Thomas