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Authors name: Cheryl (cjr34@attbi.com)
Story title : Mistress and Mouse
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Mistress and Mouse
By Cheryl (cjr34@attbi.com)
***
Dom and sub change places for a day. What a mistake that
was, at least for the sub. (Fdom/F, bd, huml)
***
I had gotten off work early and drove myself home
knowing that mouse was there waiting for me.
For some reason I don't know why, I decided to park on
the street and not pull into the driveway. I walked up
the drive and opened the door and stepped inside and I
guess it was because I was home an hour earlier than
planned, my little mouse sat in My chair, wearing one
of My outfits and had the TV on, earphones on her head
as she listened to some crap music and her feet were on
My coffee table. Her eyes were closed as she was lost
in the music.
I walked over to the stereo and cranked the music up
from about one fourth power to full blast. She jumped
up and jerked the headphones off and yelled,
"Motherfucker!" and then she saw me.
She froze in place for just a second then fell to her
knees as she had been trained and sat there, waiting. I
could see she was trembling in real fear and I smiled
to myself, but I wouldn't let her see that because her
eyes were on the floor, also as she had been trained.
I took two steps closer to her and said, "You have one
minute to run upstairs and take off my clothes and
return, go!"
Without a word she scrambled up stairs, running
removing the clothes as she ran. I heard her up stairs,
feet entering my room and down the stairs and then back
to her same spot before me, eyes downcast.
She had done it in less than a minute but I said,
"You're late!"
She gasped a little, maybe she just was out of breath,
but I thought it might be protest. I took another step
towards her and said, "Mouse, how many of my rules did
you break just now? Tell me how many?"
She thought for a moment and whimpered out, "I don't
know Mistress!"
"One, you had on My clothes which you're forbidden to
wear without my permission. Two, your smelly feet were
on My coffee table. Three, you had My stereo and TV on
without permission, and you know I don't allow that
without my presence. And four, you thought you could
get away with all that!"
With that I marched out of the room and left her there
to consider her fate. Mouse knew better than to move
and I made her sit like that while I went upstairs and
changed clothes and plotted what punishment she should
have. As I changed I remembered her when I'd first
found her. Sitting in the mall that day so long ago.
She was only a child then and still was really. She was
only 18, and could pass for 15 or 25 if dressed right.
I'd taken her under my wing and changed her from an
ordinary runaway into a lover, a sex toy for her
Mistress. She had taken to the lifestyle with gusto and
enthusiasm and deep down I loved her dearly and I knew
she loved me.
As I thought about Mouse, my nipples hardened and I
caressed my breasts remembering the last time she had
sucked on them. My hand traveled down to my pussy,
shaven clean, another little loving chore for Mouse,
which she performed every morning in the bath. I
remembered the last time she had sucked on my clit and
gotten me off.
I shook myself out of my reverie and took on the look
of the Mistress, which of course I was. I walked
downstairs, now to take care of business and as I
passed the living room where Mouse sat I said, "Follow
me," and walked downstairs into the basement.
Mouse padded after me, her bare feet on the hardwood
steps. I walked into the "playroom" and she followed me
silently. I led her to the rack on the wall and said,
"Position!" She knew what I wanted. She climbed into
the apparatus, her naked teenage body shaking from the
cold of the room or was it the anticipation?
I shackled her wrists and ankles to the four pegs and
she was an X for me to do with what I willed. I walked
over to the wall and selected a birch switch and said,
"For your gross miss-behavior while I was gone, you'll
now be punished."
Mouse looked at me with fear, and something else in her
eyes.
I'm going to ask you questions and if I don't like the
answers you'll get twice the normal whipping. How may
strokes do you thing you deserve?"
Not knowing the right answer Mouse mumbled, "You decide
Mistress."
I told her that, that was the wrong answer and let the
whip fly once, flicking across her taught belly raising
a red welt upon her smooth teenage flesh. I knew had to
sting but Mouse had been trained well and let out only
air from her straining lungs, but no cry.
I walked up to her and stroked the angry red mark and
said, "How many lashes do you deserve Mouse?"
She looked at me in real fear now because this was a
new game to her. She said, "Mistress, as many as I
deserve?"
I took two steps back and let fly another lash, this
time grazing one of her breasts and she gasped but
again didn't cry out. I walked up to her again and
stroked her mark and caressed her breast. "How many?"
Almost sobbing she said, "Please Mistress, I have no
answer that I hope to be correct, so may I please have
another for being blonde and so stupid?"
I took a step back and said, "Right answer Mouse." I
gave her a thin smile and let the whip fly again,
grazing against her thighs and leaving two red welts,
one on each thigh. I walked over to her again, and
again rubbed the marks softly and said, "Mouse you know
how it hurts me to do this to you but you acted like a
child earlier thinking mommy wouldn't catch you.
Mommies always know when their little girls have been
bad."
"Please Mistress may I have another," she said softly.
For the next half hour I switched back and forth, the
lash flying and then me caressing the marks I'd left on
her young flesh. It had been a while since I'd enjoyed
myself so much. Dishing out pain I knew that she
secretly craved and loved.
Mouse had proven to me a long time ago her ability to
take pain and I think sometimes she disobeyed me on
purpose just to get her punishments.
Finally I stopped and took a break. Then I took a drink
of water. Enjoying the cold liquid as it trickled down
my parched throat. I knew Mouse craved water too and
held the bottle out to her mouth. She opened up her
mouth and then in disappointment watched as I poured
the water out onto the floor in front of her.
I unshackled her and helped her out of the rack and
said, "Your standing in you water."
She fell to the floor as I knew she would and licked
the water from the concrete floor, hungrily swallowing
the precious drops ignoring her pain for the moment. I
told her to stand when and she did, almost falling down
again I steadied her. Then I silently cursed myself for
showing compassion.
I told her to stand tall and to lock her hands behind
her head, which she did. I said, "I've given you pain,
which you richly deserved, now I will give you pleasure
for not crying out once."
She watched as I placed the two clamps on her nipples,
turning the little screws that tightening the clamps.
She watched as I tightened them tighter and tighter and
then some more until there was hardly any skin in the
clamps. These were the tightest I had ever had them. I
don't know if I did it to punish her more or was it
because I was mad at myself for showing the sign of
weakness, if only for a moment.
In any case only her labored breathing showed any
emotion, and of course her eyes. I walked over to the
table and picked up the electrical butterfly and
attached it to her hairless pussy. The vibrating device
resting securely inside her slick young cunt and up
against her clit. I took the remote and sat down and
watched her face, her emotions flickered waiting for
the moment when I'd activate it and drive her crazy.
The unit had four settings and I normally warmed her up
going through the four one at a time, but I was still
mad at myself and went right to number four. Mouse
screamed and her thin body jerked at the suddenness of
it.
I turned it off and said, "So you can scream?"
Her body shook and heaved and still she stood there
hands locked together as trained. She looked at me with
some anger in her eye I thought. I quickly went to the
highest setting again and left it there longer this
time.
Mouse screamed again and again, her body convulsed
before me. Finally I turned it off. Her breathing was
very labored now and it was a struggle for her to
stand. I said, "I think that will be enough for today,"
and turned to put the remote down. Mouse relaxed and
some perverse streak in me made me crank the device up
again on high.
Mouse screamed again and again, her body spasmodically
dancing in front of me. The device had been made for me
specially by a mechanic friend of mine who shared my
desires and I'd paid him for it with my body. The
device was much more powerful than any mass-produced
vibrating dildo on the market. It even made the Pocket-
Rocket seem like a toy for sissys.
I turned back to Mouse and watched as she shook and
shivered and danced before me, when I saw her legs
close tightly together and her body begin to bend over
slightly I knew from her moans filling the room that
she was cumming!
I was tempted to stop her because I had not given her
permission to cum and yet I didn't stop her and she
came and came and came, while I watched.
Finally I turned the remote off and stared at her naked
body. Slowly Mouse regained her breath and stood tall
again still looking at the floor. She said, "Please
Mistress, may I have another?"
I smiled to myself but said, "Right answer, and no you
may not." I walked over to her and removed the clamps
and her tender nipples swelled at the release of the
clamps. I kissed and then yes I sucked them. I removed
the butterfly from her pussy, her juices had coated it
completely, filling my hand with her cum and her odor.
I couldn't resist and licked my fingers. She tasted so
sweet.
I told her to follow me and led her upstairs and then
told her to take a bath and clean herself up. When she
came out I guided her to the bed we shared at times
like this and lay beside her. As she lay there, I truly
did love her and then she spoke, "Tomorrow I get to be
the Mistress and go to work and catch you misbehaving,
right?"
I let my eyes fall to my feet and said, "Yes Mistress
and thank you for letting me live out one of My
fantasies." And with that said, Mouse and I made slow
intense love to each other.
As I slept, I wondered how far she would go with me
tomorrow.
**
The next day came and I awoke with a start when I saw
my Mistress standing over the bed looking at me. She
said, "I am leaving for work now but I wanted to tell
you that yesterday I was glad you enjoyed your fantasy
of changing places with me. However, today you are once
again the mouse of the house and as such, I expect you
to do your daily required duties. I will be home at the
usual time and expect you to be ready for anything I
have prepared for you."
With that she turned and walked out and left the house.
I got up and began my usual duties, wondering how this
little blonde had managed to turn my life upside down
and switch roles with me. I had found her in a mall
awhile back and I had brought her into my house
thinking I had found another toy to enjoy but she had
quickly reversed our roles and I was now HER plaything
to do with as she had chosen.
Yesterday she had granted me one fantasy fulfillment
and I had chosen to be her mistress. At first she was
amused but then after further thought she realized that
maybe it wasn't that bad an idea after all. A good
domme has to know or understand how her sub feels and
reacts and behaves and she believed it would be a good
experience for both of us. And while I had enjoyed it,
I also knew that this evening I would experience new
levels cause I had intentionally pushed the limit of my
plans further than she thought I would.
I had done so hoping to push her limits against me even
further. I would find out this evening. At the time I
expected my mistress, she entered and found me waiting
in my usual spot and like always, I was naked except
for the heels I was told to always wear. She walked
past me leaving me sitting there on the floor by the
door and I could hear her walking around the house
inspecting and looking for a reason to justify her
punishment for me.
Finding the house in perfect order I heard her
approaching me and she said, "Well, well, my pretty. It
looks like you have done your duties correctly this
day. Instead of playing at home, I'm taking you out. I
will lay your clothes out for you while you take a bath
and get ready. You have fifteen minutes to bathe and
dress and get ready and if you're late one minute,
you'll regret it."
I took off running as best one can in 5 inch stiletto
heels. Hard to believe that she was taking me out, it
didn't happen all that often. While I bathed I heard
her in my room preparing my clothes. I rushed out of
the bathroom and she was already downstairs. I looked
on the bed for my clothes but all I saw was two
bandana's laying there. I looked around to see if
anything has hanging up for me to wear but my eyes
finally had to come back to the bed and the two
bandana's laying there.
With a shrug I picked up the two bandanas and held
them. One was only one inch wide and the other was
maybe 5 inches wide. I sort of got the idea and slipped
one (the smaller) over my head and pulled it down and
wrapped around my tits like a huge tiny headband and it
just barely covered the nipples of my 34d breasts.
It left all of the top and most of the bottom of my
breasts completely exposed to the air. I slipped the
larger one up my legs and around my hips. When I had it
in place, and covering my shaven pussy, I felt behind
me and fully a third of my ass cheeks were exposed on
the bottom. I tugged it down in back and then reached
up and I could feel about three inches of the top of my
crack exposed, so either way some part of my ass was to
be left uncovered.
I slipped on the 5 inch stiletto heels and bounced
(really bounced) down the stairs to where she stood
waiting for me. My movement down the stairs had caused
the skirt (such as it was) to climb up almost to my
waist making it almost a belt! And the material
covering my breasts had risen as well leaving my
nipples completely uncovered and I saw a smile on her
face. I tugged everything back into place and she
reached up and put my collar around my neck and using
the leash as a guide she pulled me out the door and
down to the car.
She knew I loved to be exposed and being exposed in
public was one of the things that got us both excited.
Often I had even cum when exposed like this in public
just from the thrill and rush I got of strangers eyes
locked on my body. And she knew it!
Now you may think my Mistress would be taking me to a
club that caters to domes and their sub's but I knew
from past experience that we were headed to no such
place. Our driver drove us around for a bit, seemingly
aimlessly but I knew better. At one point the driver
stopped the car in front of a liquor store in a shady
part of town. Around the parking lot and near the door
stood about 8 wino types begging for money or just
standing there waiting to share a bottle in a paper bag
being passed around.
My Mistress said for me to get her some of her special
cigarettes and unhooked my leash from the collar and
handed me some money. The driver had got out and opened
the door at my side and I crawled out the door and
stood there just for a second for my eyes to adjust to
the sudden brightness of the lights. In doing so, all
the wino's near and far (those whose eyes could still
focus) eyed this body and little illegal (I'm sure)
outfit I had on.
I bounced (yup I bounced) across the sidewalk and up
the four steps showing just about damn near everything
I had and entered the store. I found the cigs and paid
and bounced down the stairs and across the sidewalk to
the car while behind me I heard all the rude and nasty
(and hot) remarks being made about me. The driver
opened the door and in I went.
My Mistress reattached the leash and her hand went
between my legs for inspection and sure enough I was
sopping wet with excitement. The driver took off and
not a word was spoken between us.
A short time later the car stopped again at a club we
had been to before but not recently. We got out and I
clasped my hands behind my back as I had been trained
and stared at the ground as she led me in with the
leash for a guide. Inside the club she found a table
and sat down, and I kneeled on the floor beside her
again as I had been trained, eyes still cast down.
My sitting position had caused the skirt (such as it
were) to ride up my hips in the back, leaving fully
exposed my ass to the world or whoever was sitting or
standing behind us. After several minutes two large men
approached our table and began talking with my
Mistress. I could only hear snippets of the
conversation but I got the gist of it.
I was told to stand by one of the men and I quickly
looked at my Mistress and she barely nodded yes looking
almost bored with me or whatever. I stood thankful to
be up and getting circulation going again. I went to
pull down my skirt but quickly instead clasped my hands
behind my back. The man in front of me looked at my
Mistress and commented SHE has been well trained.
My Mistress said nothing, as if this didn't concern
her, she knew she had trained me well. The other man
then came and stood my me and just reached up and
tugged my top down fully exposing my tits to everyone
and then he reached up and caressed my tits and spoke
SUCH nice tits, "I'm going to enjoy playing with them
later." He said.
His hand then went down between my legs and cupped my
cunt (or Mistress's cunt since she owned me) and one of
his fingers probed my slick wet hole and when he pulled
his finger out, he smelt it and said Ah, smells almost
like a virgin, and then he held his finger out near my
mouth and said CLEAN my finger.
I immediately began to suck my juices off his finger
and cleaned it better than it was before. Both men
stepped back and eyed my body for a second and then one
of them rearranged my clothes till I was sort of
presentable again and then one said KNEEL and I resumed
my spot near my Mistress.
The conversation with my Mistress then resumed and
after a few minutes I sort of seen out of the corner of
my eye, one of the men removed a gold gilded checkbook
holder and began to write in it and then I heard the
rip of a page and saw the check being handed to my
Mistress. She acted bored as she put it away in her
pocket and then she turned to me and lifted my head by
my chin and stared deep into my eyes.
Then she spoke.
"Yesterday I granted you a fantasy to live out and I
must say you exceeded my expectations. However you did
something to me that cannot ever happen again by anyone
and so I must punish you. Yesterday you and your
fantasy left a mark physically on me, (here she opened
her coat to reveal a reddish mark near her breast, from
the whipping I suppose) and several more on my thighs.
"I have marked you in the past cause I own you and I
can do anything to you I want. You on the other hand
crossed a line I had not told you about (marking my
Mistress) and now you must pay for your crimes against
me.
"I have just sold you to these two men for a week and
they have assured me that you will never mark another
human being again when they are done with you. For
this, I have received from them the amount of two
dollars and seventy five cents, the cost of a pack of
cigarettes, because right now, that is all you are
worth to me.
"In one weeks time I will buy you back for the same
amount. I have no idea what is going to happen to you
nor do I care at this moment. I have no idea where you
will be taken nor do I care. However I do care about
you for some reason so I have instructed them to return
you to me at least alive."
I was trembling as she spoke and because she still had
my chin in her hands she saw my fear and even the
wetness welling up in my eyes as I listened to her
speak. I spoke no words but I had volumes running
through my mind of things I wanted to say to her. This
was a new step in our relationship and I didn't know
how to respond to her words, so I didn't.
I sat numbly realizing I had just been sold for who
knows what to happen to me. She leaned down and
kissed me on the lips and with a nod to the men, she
handed them my leash and they tugged on it and I stood
up and I followed them out of the club. Near the door I
snuck a quick look behind me but she was already gone,
her chair empty.
My heart was in my throat and it was pounding loudly in
my ears. I followed the two men out of the club and
another driver opened the door of another car and I got
in and looked one more time at the door of the club and
there she stood and just for a minute I thought I saw
in her eye's regret or sadness, which I couldn't be
sure.
The car sped away and she disappeared from view and I
sat on the floor of the car wondering my fate for the
next week...
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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