Eldred Plimsoll knelt before Luisa Earnshaw with trepidation. "So you thought you could take a little time off to play golf, did you, Eldie?" Luisa said, laughing heartily. Eldred was terrified, but he watched Luisa's breasts hungrily in her snug blue top.
"Ma'am, I-I cleaned the house before I left. You wanted me to clean, and I did. All five bathrooms, and I vacuumed and scrubbed your bedroom. Luisa, I've not been on the course in months." Eldred looked pleadingly up at Luisa, and saw no pity in her eyes.
Luisa smiled. She had Eldred's putter in her hands. "You like this thing, do you?" She swung it. Eldred was terrified. He was naked and his hands were cuffed behind his back, and his ankles were similarly locked, forcing him into a kneeling position. And although Luisa had removed his chastity device, he didn't think there was going to be any hanky-panky.
Perhaps Eldred had been warned. He'd met Luisa through his work as emergency room physician at Buttermilk Falls General Hospital, when one of her lovers was brought in after a bowling pin had been stuck up his rectum.
Eldred knew how angry Luisa could be when her guys took illicit recreation from that first night in the Emergency Room. She had accompanied her lover, Carnelian, to the examining room, and Eldred had been staggered when he'd seen Carnelian's chastity belt. A little wire grille over the man's purple penis, hard, probably, because of the humiliation before the doctor.
"Does that need to come off, Doctor?" Luisa asked, smiling. "I left Carney's key at home, but I can run home and get it." Carney's face was red, he was obviously quite embarrassed, but his cock just kept getting harder and harder.
"It doesn't have to uh, come off, but what is it? Why is he wearing that? Is it to keep him from scratching down there, like a head protector for dogs to keep them from biting themselves?" And, silently Eldred wondered, Why am I not asking Carney himself?
But he had known that this woman was in charge, it just was so obvious.
After Eldred had managed to go into Carney's anus and remove the rather large bowling pin, he looked at the shit-stained thing with silent amazement. He looked at Carney and Luisa, who just looked back at him as if they were neighbors staring at each other from across the street.
Finally, Luisa had said, "Carney wasn't supposed to go bowling tonight, and when I found out that he'd sneaked off, I went to the alley, pulled down Carney's pants in front of his good for nothing loutish friends, and shoved one of the pins in a place that would make him remember when I give him orders."
Luisa paused, and looked over at the shamefaced Carnelian. "Have you learned your lesson, Carney?" Carney looked utterly ridiculous, still on his hands and knees on the examining table, and he nodded his head, staring at the floor.
"Then take the pin and clean your fecal matter off of it with your tongue, and we can get out of here." Carney looked so unhappy, but before Eldred could warn of salmonella poisoning, etc., Luisa's friend had licked the bowling pin clean as a whistle.
"I am amazed that the pin got in there." Eldred said to Luisa a few nights later, after he'd asked her to dinner. It wasn't dinner conversation, really, but it was equally insane that he'd asked her out.
Luisa was indeed beautiful, but honestly Eldred should have taken warning that she might not be the kind of person he wanted to socialize with! After Carnelian had licked the bowling pin, he'd gotten down on the floor, bent over the examining table, and Luisa had thrashed him viciously with a hazel cane she'd had over her arm.
Eldred had been amazed at how Carney had kept his composure during the caning, despite how his ass cheeks had become empurpled and even bleeding slightly. Luisa was quite an expert with her right arm. "I play a bit of tennis" she'd explained sweetly.
And then Eldred had asked Luisa hurriedly for her number so he could "check on" Carnelian, but of course that had been utter bullshit. She'd known it as she'd handed him her business card, which advertised a small antiques store.
"I'm a believer in controlling the errant kitten...Men is so child-like, and getting them to focus can take a lot of forced direction." As Luisa had said this, she'd lifted one leg under the table and shoved it between Eldred's legs, and begun pushing and stroking.
"Rewards are important, too, but you have to make a boy work for them. When I met Carney, he was a thirty year old paperboy—a tenth grade dropout delivering the Buttermilk Falls Beacon and living in his mother's basement, in a cloud of marijuana and crack cocaine, lying on his waterbed and jacking off to female domination magazines.
But now, after three years of my tutelage, he is an accomplished furniture refinisher and cabinetmaker. Not only do I have him working in my store, but he works for several other furniture places, and even has private clients. I'm quite pleased."
As Luisa had finished her story, her stockinged foot had continued poking Eldred's hardening cock, and amazingly, he'd felt her OTHER foot come up, and with amazing dexterity, her toes had unzipped Eldred's trousers and were poking around, pulling his penis out of his pants as she calmly ate her vichyssoise!
And Eldred had stared hungrily into Luisa's considerable cleavage—she'd been wearing a little black dress that night, and he just WANTED her so badly. But she'd stopped her foot massage of his penis just before he had to shove his dick back into his pants to get up and pay the bill, and then she'd told him that she would find her own way home, and she'd call him!
But then they'd met for dinner again, and this time Luisa had let Eldred take her back to his place, and they'd enjoyed a nightcap, sitting on his couch. At some point, she'd let Eldred kiss her, and necking had commenced...but when he'd attempted to remove her dress, she'd slapped him.
"I am going to teach you to be a restrained boy. It took me some time with Carnelian, but I certainly hope you can learn faster than he, you being a medical doctor, right Eldred?"
But again he'd been tempted to grab a breast, and this time Luisa had rummaged in her bag and pulled out an ivory handled hairbrush. "These are illegal now...elephant tusk protesters and all that, but this has been in my family for some years."
Eldred had been amazed as Luisa had instructed him to stand, and then she'd fumbled with his zipper and pants, and suddenly his trousers and underwear were down at his ankles. "Bend across my knee, Eldred. We're going to teach you just a bit of self-control!"
Eldred had fought in the first Gulf War, and thought of himself as a macho guy, but Luisa's swing of the ivory hairbrush had really made an imprint on his bare buttocks, and within minutes he was sobbing.
After the thirtieth swat, Eldred had tried to get up, but Luisa had grabbed his left wrist and twisted it across his back, and he had helplessly flailed as she had completed one hundred strokes with the damn thing...and was he sore!
