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                      Making of a Mistress

                             WARNING

This story contains sex among consenting people not generally
considered to be legal age. See "About Making of a Mistress" for
the reasons why. If this offends you, stop reading now. The
author suggest that you view this story totally as a fantasy, and
use it only in consensual adult role playing.

This article also contains a strong female domination theme. If
this offends you, you are reading the wrong newsgroup.

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                      Making of a Mistress
                            Chapter 4
                       Susan Gains Control

Now that Susan had Ken looking and acting like a girl, she could
continue his training. She decided to teach him the "alphabet"
game. With minor changes, this game is played by little girls
everywhere under a variety of names. The version Susan played was
played by bouncing a rubber ball under her leg while reciting; "A
my name is Alice, and my husband's name is Al. We come from
Alabama to sell you Apples. B my name is Barbara ...", all to the
cadence of the bouncing ball.

Susan thought this to be a particularly good game to teach Ken
since it was a perfect "little girl's game". Aside from the words
which are uniquely from a female's point of view, she had never
seen a boy play a game anything like it. Susan also thought it
would also get his penis bouncing along with the ball. In spite
of Ken's athletic abilities, it was obvious that he, at least,
had never played anything like it. He spent a good deal of time
amusing Susan by chasing the ball around the room.

It was while playing this game that Ken had a very fortunate
"accident" along the way. On one of his attempts, the ball
bounced up and hit his penis. This gave Susan an idea for a new
game. She had him stand with his back up against the support pole
in the room with his feet spread slightly apart and bounced her
ball off the floor in an attempt to have it gently nick the head
of his penis.

Susan had played the alphabet game enough as a little girl to be
able hit it almost every time. She called the game "P-ball"
(short for "Penis ball"), and was surprised that she didn't think
of this game sooner since it was only a bigger girl's version of
the game that Karen had played with him. It was so much fun for
Susan to be able to combine her toys.

Susan found the game to have many benefits. It was fun to play,
and she had a direct hand in doing something to Ken's penis. In
fact, Ken was totally passive (she later played a bondage version
of the game). She also enjoyed the control she had. She had taken
a boy's greatest and most valued possession, the very essence of
his maleness, his penis, and made it a girl's toy for a girl to
play with in a girl's game.

The game also had an interesting side effect -- the foreplay it
provided caused Ken to have very powerful ejaculations.

Although P-ball remained one of Susan's favorite games, she soon
found a better game to play using a rubber ball and a penis. She
discovered it about a week later as she was "fingering up" Ken
for a P-ball game.

Susan had the ball in her right hand, and as she was working the
head of his penis with her fingers, she accidentally rubbed the
ball against it. Ken's organ jerked at the touch of the rubber
sphere. Susan couldn't help but notice, and she tried a few more
tentative strokes with the ball alone to determine the reaction
she'd get.

Susan soon found herself rubbing the ball in various ways against
Ken's penis. She rapidly found a technique that got it responding
to her satisfaction. After another minute or two, Ken provided
Susan with a drop of his precome to work with. This extra
lubrication induced her to rub more vigorously. Before long, she
heard the familiar panting, and Ken exploded with an ejaculation
like she had never seen before.

Ken's jerk offs for her were mild by comparison. Ken experienced
an orgasm that was paralyzing. He nearly doubled over with cramps
and was so dizzy that he found it difficult to keep standing.
Susan felt like she had a runaway fire hose in her hands. The
ejaculate virtually erupted in violent spurts that she thought
would never stop. She had what seemed like gallons of his semen
all over the ball, her hand, her shorts, and her sneakers. She
knew that she would have to learn how to aim that thing.

In the following weeks, Susan worked to perfect her technique of
putting Ken "on the ball". Holding Ken's cock at the base with
her left hand, and making a loop with her thumb and middle
finger, she would squeeze the cock gently to trap some extra
blood, causing a firmer erection, and increasing the sensitivity
of the organ. She placed her index finger just behind the scrotum
so she could feel whenever he tensed his muscles in anticipation
of an orgasm. Taking the ball in her right hand, she moved it
back and forth lengthwise under the shaft of his cock gently
nipping the "cheeks" (the 5 and 7 o'clock positions of the head
as viewed from the front).

When she felt him tensing up, she concentrated on the shaft only,
while tightening her grip on the base of his cock and applying
gentle pressure with her index finger. This built up more
pressure in his penis yet kept him from ejaculating. The series
of actions produced very heavy hard-ons. Ken said that his penis
felt like it weighed ten pounds, and both he and Susan noticed
how hard it had gotten. The head would swell up. Blood so filled
the organ that it was noticeably red, and every vein was
pulsating with the pressure.

At this point, Susan ceased all action for just a second, and
then gradually released the pressure of her left hand. Normally,
this procedure produced a drop of semen which she used to
lubricate the ball. First, she placed the ball up against the pee
hole, then gave it a few twists before making little circular
designs on the head with the ball. She then went back to work
underneath.

Susan alternately brought Ken to a point where he would almost
come and bring him back from the brink until she was ready to let
him ejaculate. When Susan was ready, she shifted rapidly from
"tease" gear to "high" gear doubling the speed of her rubbing and
slightly increasing the rubber to penis pressure. She increased
the pressure around the base of the penis, but eased up with her
index finger.

Her skill was so finely polished at "putting him on the ball",
that after the first couple of weeks, she could get Ken's penis
drooling at the very edge of orgasm in a matter of a minute, and
keep him there for as long as she wished. When she finally did
allow him to come, he let loose with such volume and force, that
she would see how far she could "shoot" him.

Susan found that she got her best shots when she had worked the
penis for at least 15 minutes, but usually not longer than 30.
(By this time, Ken was sweating, and out of his mind anyway).
Anything over 30 minutes, and she figured that she had "milked"
him too much.

Susan also discovered the differences in rubber balls. Her
primary toy was a ball with a "textured" rubber surface. Using
this type of ball she could get him going in a very short period
of time, and at the precise moment she desired, cause him to have
a very forceful ejaculation. It was excellent for shooting him
good distances.

The other type of ball available to her had a smooth rubber
surface. It took her longer to get him going on smooth rubber,
and she couldn't shoot him as far, but she found that she could
bring him closer to the edge of orgasm and keep him there longer.
This was so useful in teasing and bondage games.

Susan not only gained control over Ken's penis. She gained
control over Ken himself. If she ever had any doubts that a boy
was controlled by his penis they were over now. She was now
convinced that there was a direct connection between a boy's
prick and his brain. The more control a girl had over a boy's
cock, the greater control she had over the boy's mind.

Susan thought what a great toy a boy has between his legs. All a
girl has to do is get it to squirt white stuff, and he'll do
anything for her. And getting a boy to squirt was so easy! Boys
want it. Girls can do it. Boys love it when girls do it to them.
Why then, don't women rule the world?

Susan had gained the ultimate in control. She found that Ken
could no longer satisfy his own sexual needs without some sort of
help from her. Ken actually begged to have Susan "do it" to him.
He depended upon her attention to his penis for sexual
gratification as much as he depended upon air itself for life. He
was willing to do anything for her just to get the sexual release
that only she could provide for him. Susan was aware that she was
his sole source of sexual pleasure, and she loved being in that
position.

She used her new power to impose her will on him, and make sure
that her needs came first, and that he wouldn't get satisfaction
until she felt that he earned it. She was beginning to get high
on being a dominatrix. She remembered those earlier passages she
found in a book on female domination, and now she had the chance
to use them.

Her first interests were bondage and discipline. She found some
oversized rubber bands with hooks on them that are designed for
carrying books. Two of these were all it took to immobilize him
sufficiently for her to play with. She hooked one around his legs
just above the knees and the other around his arms behind his
back. Using these simple tools, she could pose him in almost any
position. She could have him free standing, kneeling, or "lashed"
to the support pole. he could even hobble around without
attaining full mobility.

She even kept his hands and legs bound for spankings. She just
loved the way his cock got hard between her legs as he lay across
her lap. (Even though she really couldn't bring herself to do
real damage to those cute buns). Usually, these spankings were
administered for Ken's non-perfect performance in acting out some
fantasy she described to him.

The one time she really did give Ken a good spanking was when she
caught him trying to masturbate without her permission. Both she
and Ken were fully aware that Ken could barely get it up, much
less get it off by simply jerking off unless she was watching. So
it came as little surprise when she caught him with one of her
rubber balls. As additional punishment, she decided to make him
try to complete the act all by himself as she watched him.

In spite of her close supervision and instruction, (mostly in the
form of jeering remarks about "the little boy playing with his
'pee pee'"), the effort was a failure. Ken simply didn't have the
discipline to masturbate himself as well as Susan did. He rushed
himself to ejaculation. There was relatively little come, he did
not squirt it very far, and he felt very embarrassed and
unsatisfied doing it.

Susan gave him a stern lecture about how males didn't have the
self control necessary for satisfying sex. She got Ken to admit
that girls knew what was good for boys better than boys
themselves. Her point was that sex would be better for a boy only
if he put total control of his sexual activities under the
direction of a female. Susan made him promise her that he
wouldn't attempt to masturbate without her consent again.


















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