Cathy opened the door and disappeared into the night. Thinking that was the first and only time, she would ever act as a prostitute. Suddenly, she realised that at no time had she asked for payment, she laughed; money had never entered her head! It was about her sexual satisfaction and of that, she thought, there was very little.
"I have to know what I am." Cathy thought, then analysing her feeling she realised that she had no problem with being a lesbian. She had always considered herself a dominatrix, enjoying pleasure through subjugating men and women sexually, until tonight that is.
Cathy suddenly shouted into the night, "It was a fucking disaster! I could not handle it! It repulsed me, what the fuck am I?"
The following morning Cathy showered, dressed and set off for Sheila's lingerie store determined to dominate Sheila. As she approached the store, she stopped suddenly; she was shocked to see the windows were covered with signs saying 'Closing Down Sale'.
Over the next few hours, Cathy completed the purchase the shop in her mother's name, raised the necessary capital and found a manager, Lynda, for her very own lingerie business. Trying in vain to stop her legs from shaking, Cathy went to bed thinking, "God, what have I done? All I wanted is a steady stream of desirable women I can choose to enslave."
Monday morning came soon enough and Cathy's excitement over her dominance over Julia returned. Cathy headed off to school fantasizing about all the perversions she would make Julia perform and all the punishments she would exact. She wondered what her tattoo would be like, wishing she had added the word 'fucking' to 'Cathy's Slut'.
Cathy chose to go in the back way, so she would be as unobtrusive as possible. She went directly to her slave's office and walked in without announcing herself. Julia was sat behind her desk wearing what appeared to be an overcoat. As Cathy entered and as she turned to lock the door, Julia quickly got to her feet and removed the overcoat. Cathy looked at her and Julia dropped quickly to her knees and crawled towards Cathy. Julia started crying and kissing Cathy's feet she begged for forgiveness.
Cathy ordered her to stop and proceeded to walk around her, examining her closely, but could not see how Julia had failed to comply with her instructions.
"Well, Bitch?" Cathy inquired. It was hard for Cathy to make any sense of the sobbing woman, but eventually Julia rolled over on to her back and lifted her skirt clear of her cunt. Cathy saw she had no tattoo! Cathy kicked Julia's cunt and both women screamed, one in rage, the other in agony. Cathy seized Julia's clit and pinched the nub hard, but Julia continued to plead between howls of pain, but Cathy said, "You slut of a cunt, you disobeyed your mistress!"
Julia almost paralysed with fear kept shaking her head and saying over and over, "No Mistress, they wouldn't do it!" Eventually Cathy released Julia's clit, and then she finally deciphered the full story between Julia's sobs. All the tattoo artists within a hundred miles, refused to tattoo her pubic mound!
Dragging Julia and throwing her over her own desk, Cathy said, "You will still be punished!" However, Cathy walked around the desk and sitting in the chair placed her legs either side of Julia's head and said simply, "Suck." Julia set about her new task with unbridled enthusiasm.
As Julia sucked her cunt, Cathy asked if Julia had a slut of a girl friend or for that matter a prick of a man friend.
Julia who was finding it difficult to talk with her mouth in Cathy's cunt, shook her head, but mumbled Mrs Cummings. Cathy immediately removed her legs from the desk and grabbing Julia's hair said, "Well I will show her who owns you now! Ring her and tell her to come here, now!"
Julia tried to lift her head off the desk but Cathy slammed her face back into the desk. Julia pleading with her Mistress said, "I cannot ring her, she won't be there. She will be getting fucked by a couple of male students at this time on a Monday."
Dragging Julia to her feet, Cathy said, "Show me."