Becoming my Neighbor’s Slave Toy (Part One)
This story is based on true events. It contains femdom, CBT,. When my older next door neighbor lady taught me to be her toy.

Since I was about 14 I was noticing our neighbor Deb Fisher and her 19-year-old daughter Megan. However Deb did a lot more for me. She was 42 and looked great, one look at her and my cock became instantly hard, and I think she knew it. She was about 5’10” and weighed about 140 pounds. She had long legs and a wonderful tight ass. She had red hair that went a few inches below her shoulders. She had that fair skin that redheads seem to have. Two years later I got to know them really well, and became theirs.
She was from the South and liked to wear those light cotton dresses. They were so light they barely hid her huge 36D breasts. I use to watch her sit in the shade and read, and pray for her tits to fall out, while I jacked off from my bedroom.
When I was 16 it was the first time my parents left me alone for an extended amount of time. They left for the Vegas on Thursday night and would be back Monday night. The rules were that I was to go to School and keep the house in order and NO PARTIES. And that our neighbor Ms. Fisher would be watching me. I thought my God if they only knew, what I wanted her to watch me do; they would not leave me alone. But anyways I thought I would use the free time to catch up on world history.
So I got back from the airport and about 7:30 PM Thursday night. I flipped on the TV and opened my algebra book. And then the phone rang, it was Deb. I thought my God is she checking up on me already. No I guess not.
“Hello I answered”
She Replied “Mark, I know your parents just left and I don’t mean to bug you, but the toilet in the basement will not quit running. Can you come home for and looked at it?”
My dad had taught me a lot about how to fix things. “I will be right over” I said
I went out the back door and through the fence. I kept thinking about at least seeing her would give me something of memory to masturbate to tonight…. If I would have only known.
I knocked on the door and walked in, that was kind of her policy.
“Ms. Fisher” I yelled
“Down here” came the reply
I had never been down in her basement. But I walked on down, all the while thinking how am I going to stop this water and get out of here. I didn’t want to have Ms. Fisher notice if my cock got hard.


I walked around the corner and there was Ms. Fisher in a bathrobe. Oh shit I thought like that will help anything. Just then she turned and smiled.
“Hi thanks for coming over” she replied
“No problem, I will see what I can do” I told her this
Her chest almost was almost visible through the robe. And that did it I was instantly hard. I was sure my cock was showing through my pants.
At that point I thought I saw her eyes dart down.
I said “where is the toilet?”
She walked behind in closed the folding doors in front of the stairs.
She gave me a devilish look and said “actually Mark, there is nothing wrong with the toilet. But I needed to talk to you.”
“Mark I have seen you watching me. Have you been watching me?”
I stuttered “wha- what do you mean Ms. Fisher?”
I asked a question “have you been watching me, do you find me attractive”
She walked behind me and reached around in front and grabbed my cock.
She whispered in my ear “do you find me attractive”
“Yes” I said sheepishly
She asked “have you ever thought about being dominated by a female?”
“Not really, it might be okay though” I replied, at this point I would done anything to get some sexual attention from her.

Well why don’t you strip down and we can try it for while
“Okay” I said.