“But, but I-“I stammered as Caitlin
Squeezed me into the leather bustier.
“No buts! You promised to meet with
my newest client since I’m sick.” Caitlin chided as she whipped a brush through
my unruly black hair.
“Only because you told me you were
an accountant! Besides I don’t have any
idea what to do with them.” I trailed of hearing the uncertainty in my voice
and knowing that in the end she would have it her way as always.
“Now Claire…” She began patiently
as though she expected this. “If you ever thought to ask if I was a dominatrix
I would have told you the truth. Besides it’s really quite easy. It will be
even easier for you since we’re identical, so he won’t know the difference. She
prattled quickly pulling out a pair of spiked thigh-high boots.
“What do I even do I mean…” Claire
murmured softly giving up and succumbing to her sisters will.
“He doesn’t want a lot of rough
work, so don’t worry. Just chain him up and walk all over him, maybe use a
light whip. Now hurry or you won’t get there in time.” She finished, pushing me
out the door and into my car. “Oh and Claire” She said breaking my startled
thoughts. “Never let your client take over, you need to stay in control every
second he’s there.” On that note Claire drove off, her body trembling behind
the wheel.
As I walked into her ‘office.’ I
was appalled. In the first room I entered, whips, gags, feather, clubs,
paddles, vibrators, and every sex toy or punishment tool imaginable was pegged
neatly on the walls. In the center of the room was a long padded table with
chains dangling from it menacingly, and adjacent to it stood a bench covered
with leather shackles. Anxious to get out of the main room, I hurried to the
next room. A plush king-sized bed filler the room entirely, its sheet a stark
black. Hearing a quiet tap at the door, I went to open it and automatically I
checked him out.
He was tall, a good 6’ 2” to my
even 5”, with olive colored skin. Thick wavy black hair framed his intense
green eyes. He stepped in, breaking my thought. As I slid behind him I took the
chance to look at him again. Oh god he was strong! Did this man really want to
be dominated?
“Mistress?” He started, sounding
slightly amused. “Are you ready yet?”
“Yes I’m ready!” Stand at the table
and… assume position!” I snapped harshly, trying to cover my embarrassment. He
went quietly, but with a menacing smirk dancing in his eyes. He stopped two
feet from the edge of the table and turned to face me challengingly. As I tried
to push him lightly onto the table, his hands from manacles around my wrists
and he swung me easily onto the table.
Trembling softly on the table, I
cower away from him. Trying to get up, suddenly I found myself weighed down. My
mind went into panic mode, and I scarcely acknowledged that he was there, until
I tried to move again, and found myself belted to the table.
His hand splayed across my stomach
and I squirmed nervously. I tried to scream as hands moved lower, but his hand
wrapped around my mouth before I could think. “Ah, ah, ah, sweetheart. Don’t
make me use a gag, you wouldn’t want that.” He murmured. His threats sent
shivers rushing down my spine and I went limp. I felt him walk away and tried
to hide my shameful terror of not being in is presence.
I heard his footsteps quickly approaching, and
looked towards where he was approaching. As he set a couple of strange objects
on the ground he placed his hand on my thigh, I jerked away from him. His
laughter shook the room, and he quickly started ripping off what little
clothing I had on. I screamed as his hands grabbed me roughly. “Ah ah ah, I
warned you sweetheart.” He whispered threatingly. He reached below the table
and grabbed a ball gag.
Tears race down my face in fright
as he yanked the gag into place harshly. “No more games.” He growled. He
started undoing the straps quickly. “I know of a better place to put you.”
Chuckling nastily, he yanked me to the ground. I fought against him as he
chained me to the bed, earning a hard slap on the ass. The chains didn’t allow
me to move a muscle. The fear over took me fading my world to black.
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