From: SNADEA41@MAINE.MAINE.EDU (Sara ->, Indigo Guru Mistress)
Newsgroups: rec.arts.erotica
Subject: Meeting my Mistress(1/3) ff bdsm
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Date: 5 Aug 1995 10:27:44 GMT
Organization: University of Maine System
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Keywords: ff, f-dom, mild bond, series
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Archive-name: meet-mistress.pt1
****************DISCLAIMER!!**********************
This story is fiction, the names have been changed
to protect the guilty. If you have any comments,
Please send them to an222@freenet.hsc.colorado.edu
and not to the address which posted this! It has
been posted by a friend of the Mistress. -PAQ
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(f/f, bondage, Dom/sub)
PART 1 of Meeting my Mistress.
I arrive at the address you sent me at the appointed time, a tiny
cottage in the middle of nowhere (the last house I saw driving up
was two miles down the two lane road!). I knock on the door and
get no answer, so I knock a little harder and the door swings open.
Still not sure I'm in the right place, so I cautiously yell into
the door. "Hello?"
No answer.
"Hello?!?" Louder now. Still no response.
I venture inside and find the front room barren of furniture, but
a box is on the floor, topped with a single red rose atop an
envelope in very pretty parchment stationary. I notice a
nightstand with a phone and answering machine and two drawers.
Still not sure I am in the right place, I carefully pad over to the
box to look at the note. Sure enough, the envelope has a single
word in flowing handwriting: Megan.
My desire to explore the house is quenched by curiosity about your
note... I pick up the rose and inhale deeply. Mmmmmmmmmm soooo
sweet and fragrant! I carefully open the beautiful envelope and
remove its contents, a scented note on matching stationary. I
press it to my nose, imagining that this is your scent, closing my
eyes and taking a deep breath before unfolding it to read.
"Megan, my sweet slut,
I'm glad you made it, and hope you enjoy the rose and the
location... I find this place to be as beautiful as it is
secluded... a perfect place to enjoy you, my dearest
fucktoy.
As much as you may have anticipated this encounter, I
don't believe you could possibly be prepared for what you
have ahead of you. Hopefully you haven't taken the
liberty to explore this house yet. You certainly DO NOT
have permission to do anything of the sort, so for the
time being you are not to leave this room, nor are you
permitted to move more than four feet in any direction
from where you now stand. If, by some lapse of
obedience, you have or intend to move or get curious,
rest assured I will know: things have been placed just
so, and there are a number of unobtrusive, but obvious
traps placed to betray such investigations. Expect
punishment, even if you disobeyed me before reading this!
I would like you to prepare yourself, sweetest one, in a
very particular manner. You may leave your bags in your
car as you won't need them. Before we start I want you
to put this letter down, go outside and remove ALL your
clothes while standing on the porch, hang them on the
railing, neatly of course. You'll find some shaving
cream and a razor under the swing, along with a wet
washcloth. I want you to shave for me, sweet one...your
legs, your muff, your armpits. I want you freshly shaved
for me. Be sure to knock the razor on the railing to
clean it so I will know you obeyed me (spattered shaving
cream on the walkway will show me your honesty and
trust). Once shaven, you are to go to the front steps
and douche both ends with the bottles you will find there
so that you will be clean and fresh for me. If people
drive by, or even stop to watch you, you are to ignore
them and continue until you are done. When you have done
this, come back inside and finish reading this letter.
GO NOW little one!"
I go outside and an thankful the sun is bright and warm as I self-
consciously slip off my skirt and blouse. I speed up when I
realize that the more tentative I am the longer i will be exposed
out here. I quickly remove my bra and panties and find the razor
and a small can of cream just as the first car drives past, barely
visible through the woods at the edge of clearing the house sits in
the middle of. It doesn't slow, and I am relieved that I seem
invisible to passersby. I lather my legs and quickly shave them,
reaching for the washcloth... still warm, you must be near! I wipe
off the remnants of the shaving cream and proceed to shave my pits
and mound, careful to knock the razor over the railing... as I wipe
myself clean and pick up the douches a second car drives by, this
one slowing to a crawl as I move to the front steps. I shiver but
put my leg on the second step, close my eyes and lean forward and
put the nozzle of the bottle into my pussy (which is soaked with
tension!). The liquid is warm as it rushes into me, gurgling
inside me. A sweet fragrance rises up to my nose as the contents
pour out of my hole, much of it dripping down my thigh. The warm
fullness almost makes me forget that the car on the road has
stopped in its tracks allowing three shadows inside to watch me
wash my privates! I put the other nozzle into my ass and squeeze,
shivering as I feel my backside melting as strange sensations fill
me there. I shiver, slightly afraid and rush inside the house
without glancing over my shoulder.
I go inside and pick up the letter again.
"I hope that I will find a nice puddle and shaving cream
out front, proving your obedience when I arrive. If not,
it's already too late, so we may continue. And by the
way, don't dare lock the door. Que sera sera, sweetest.
If someone should be so bold as to enter this place
before I arrive, you will obey them as you would me. You
are, after all a fucktoy... existing for pleasure and I'm
sure you will appear that way to anyone happening by if
you follow your orders.
Open the box and you will find what you will need for the
time being. First I want you to put the metal balls on
top of the rest of the contents inside you. Two in your
pussy and two in your ass. You should be wet enough from
your little baths! A word of warning little one: those
balls are not to leave your body unless I pull them out!
No matter how excited you may feel, you are to make sure
they remain securely inside you."
I shiver as the cold balls slip easily into my dripping pussy,
pushing them deep, past the tight muscles at the entrance, nestling
them where my fingers stop, just above my g-spot. The other two
slip into my ass, making me twitch... the tight sphincter at the
entrance spreads to take them then squeezes tightly closed....I
don't need to push them very far back there!
"Put the teddy on now. It may seem a little tight, but
if you have been honest I think it will fit you
perfectly. If not, wearing it will be punishment
enough!"
I remove the white lace satin teddy that is a size too small for my
hips and waist and the top is a full cup size too tight! I squeeze
into it and the silky fabric gives just enough for comfort. It
corsets my waist, pulling my tummy tight (it's basically a merry
widow cut). The cups are cut low and the crotch panel is slit. It
is so tight that my lips bulge through the slit and my boobs spill
lewdly out of the top of the bodice. I continue reading....
"I hope you are comfy, and looking for all the world like
the lovely slut you are... You should notice a couple of
bolts in the floor a few feet from you... there are three
pairs of handcuffs here.... cuff each foot to one of the
bolts, but make sure the box is within reach! You aren't
even close to done!"
I take a deep breath and situate myself and the box near the eye
bolts screwed into the wooden floor. I untangle the cuffs and cuff
each leg to a bolt... it's hard to bend over now as my legs are
spread wide to do this... about three feet apart! As I secure the
second one, I notice the nearly empty box has no keys for these
cuffs. I hope you are near!
"Try to relax... you will have plenty of time to do so,
but you must finish this first! Find the clips in the
box... there should be four clips on two chains. The
teeth have been sanded down so don't worry love, I don't
want to hurt you! Clip one on each nipple, wrapping the
chain around your back, over the opposite hip and down to
the lip on the other side (right nipple, left labe,
etc)."
Ouch! Even thought they are flat, the springs bite into the
sensitive flesh.
"Almost there, sweetness... you are being so good so far!
I KNOW you are obeying me, love!
Put the big rubber ball in your mouth and tie the string
around your head. It may seem large but trust me it will
fit.
Put the other handcuff on your left wrist and the
blindfold over your head... look up and find the bar over
your head before pulling the blindfold down. It is
essential that you cannot see, and I will test you to
make sure, so don't dare cheat at this point or the
punishment will be very severe! Once you can't see, I
want you to put the unlatched end of the cuffs over the
bar and attach it to your other wrist to keep your arms
over your head.
And wait. Wait my love, for I will come for you. Your
reward will be as sweet for you as your surrender (which
I trust has been total) has been for me.
Your loving mistress,
Kira."
I have come too far to stop and I ensure the gag is tightly tied
around my head and the blindfold completely blocks out all lights
before I lock my arms, painfully stretched, over my head (I guess
I am shorter than previous slaves who have served here as I am
nearly on the toes of my spread legs). The position pulls the
chains taut on my nipples and lips, opening me a bit and I feel the
little balls slip! I swallow hard and clench my thighs. And I
wait.
It seems like hours when I hear the first rustles outside. I stir
from a haze I've fallen into but something's wrong. I hear many
pairs of feet banging on the porch, voices too....mens' voices!
They talk about hunting, laughing loud as they bang loudly on the
door. I wouldn't make a peep even if I could speak. I flinch as
I hear a tapping on the glass as one of them looks in the window
and obviously sees me hanging in the middle of the room... they all
gather and laugh nervously, before the door opens.
When they enter no one speaks but I feel hands touching me... at
least three pairs of hands I can count. Pawing and mauling my body
roughly, especially my private parts, pulling the chains and clips
as they do... I feel something thin and cold sliding between my
spread labia and gasp behind the gag... I can't tell what it is,
but I expect the worst... when it leaves something like it slides
up my belly and over my breasts, tinkling metallically against the
chains... I stand very still, afraid of this thing.
Then the hands again, rough fingers hold my lips open while other
rub over my clit and pussy. The phone rings, but no one stops or
even pauses. The answering machine picks it up and it's your
voice, asking if I'm having fun, promising to be with me soon...
describing in detail how wet and open I will be soon... how sweet
the rewards....
The fingers continue exploring me as you speak, just inside me
though, not probing deeply, and the cold metal thing rubbing over
and over my body. I go limp on the chains as your voice falls into
sync with the things happening to me... you describe how I look
writhing as the fingers and hands and other things you never define
ravish my helpless body... I wonder how you can be somewhere else
yet know what's happening... My insides are melting now and
breathing around the gag is harder.
"Thanks gentlemen... I hope she was ready for you." you say over
the phone.
Then the hands stop and I hear feet moving out the door. I relax
too much though... I hear two clanks as the balls drop our of my
over excited, drooling pussy!
That's when I feel a feather tickling my ribs, just below my
breasts, around and under my stretched arms! I almost choke trying
to laugh!
"You're a very bad little slut, Megan.... I told you to keep those
INSIDE you! I guess I have no choice but to punish you!"
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to be continued....
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