By day Zoe was a 24 year old med school student in her third year of intense schooling to become the pediatric doctor she had always dreamed about becoming. Studying hard at night and playing harder on the weekends.
Zoe; a mousy type girl that you would normally see in a library surrounded by books and pieces of paper, scribbling notes everywhere. Her long light brown hair pulled up in a bun atop her head, silver rim glasses perched on her button nose framed by a sprinkling of freckles across her nose and cheeks.
She looked down at her silver watch and gasped. She was late. And she absolutely detests being late.
Quickly she gathered all the notes and books and darted for the door. She ran to her little beat up car, Lola the mini, Zoe threw her books in the trunk next to a large black holdall. She checked her watch again, time was being recovered as she raced to the house.
Zoe parked up in the drive and grabbed her bag from the trunk as the front door opened. There stood Mamma.
"You are late..." Mamma yelled impatiently and she tapped her foot.
"I know, I know. Time ran away from me. I was at the library studying. I'm sorry Mamma, it won't happen again. Promise." Zoe told her as she kissed her on the cheek.
"Mmmhmmmm" Mamma said as she slapped Zoe's ass. "Get yo ass in and get ready. You're lucky he's never on time. Room 5"
"Yes Mamma." Zoe replied as she made her way upstairs to room 5.
By night Zoe was a dominatrix, it paid well and put her through school. She worked after school on Thursday night, Friday night and had the weekend to relax and study. Zoe was Miss X to her clients who paid for anonymity and a very good service.
Tonight was Mr H, he liked to be used as a whipping boy. Whatever Miss X said, he done without question, but if he ever does have a glimmer of questioning in his eyes; he pays.
Zoe appeared at the top of the stairs; full pvc corset in black, pvc gloves, fishnets, thigh high pvc boots, pvc panties, riding crop in hand, black masquerade mask over her eyes, hair in a high pony as she patiently waited on Mr H.
"Nice..." Mamma smiled as she looked up before she opened the door.
"YOU ARE LATE!!" Miss X shouts as she flicked the crop on her hand.
"Do you know what happens to little boys who are late?" she asked.
"WELL..." she asked again.
"Yes Miss, we get punished." He looked up at her excitedly.
"Is that something you like? You seemed to look pleased with yourself young man! Get up these stairs right now and into that room immediately!!" Miss X yelled.
He quickly scurried up past Mamma toward Miss X.
"STOP" she proclaimed. "How rude. Go and apologise to Mamma for ignoring her you insolent little boy!"
"I apologise for being rude Mamma, please forgive me." He said to Mamma with his head bowed looking at his feet.
"Apology accepted, don't let it happen again." Mamma told him.
