The Mistress rang the bell once.... Twice... a third time, then turned as if to leave. The brim of her black cowboy hat pulled down over her eyes and her black leather jacket wrapped around her corset and leather pants with her blond hair cascading down to the belt line. The door opened, and a young black male stood there defiant and proud..
"uh.. Hi." Matt stepped to the side. She could tell he was nervous, which emboldened her more.
"I believe the correct greeting would be Hello, Mistress not hi!" She tried hard to hold back a laugh; this was going to be so much fun.
"Ok.... Hello, Mistress, may I take your jacket and hat?"
"No, think I will keep them for a bit... follow me."
Twenty steps to the top, she listened to him breathe as he followed her. She looked around a couch.. A tv.. And she smiled an ottoman in the middle of the room.
"Undress." The command was soft but harsh as she thought of the jerk he had been while they texted and chatted on the phone.
"NO." She ignored his denial and unpacked her gear, then moved a small backless chair to the area between the ottoman and the TV.
"Remove your clothing or I leave... Now undress." The ultimatum startled him, and slowly he began removing his clothing, revealing a well sculpted body with sever scars on the arms which he tried to hide.
She walked around him, looking at every inch of his body.. She touched his arm, watching as he turned his head. "How did you hurt your arm, pet?"
"I got into a fight... the guy cut me, and it got infected.. A staff infection"
"Kneel " again, her voice was calm and soft... like a honey balm coaxing him to obey her.
"NO," his voice shook this time. Could she make him like he wanted?
Mistress Jeiji picked up the devil's tongue and brought it down across his exposed thighs. Matt jumped, and she repeated the command, and this time, he sank to his knees.
She smiled...... he wanted to be punished and she knew all about pets who wanted the punishment.. She thought of her mate in the hot truck downstairs. Since this was a new client, he would not be taking his eyes off the door marked 2004. Pushing her beloved out of her thoughts, she walked to the blue bag she had brought with her and removed one last toy, a black and red cat of nines.
He watched her as she walked, as she moved, as she lovingly caressed the toy in her hand. She walked over to him and stroked his back for a second
"you can be quite annoying cant you my little sissy... even a bit of a jerk on the phone not a way to impress me... " the first blow landed on his beautiful ass cheeks and he jerked.
"Well you were being a bitch!...." the second blow landed right under the first.
"YOU'RE BEING MEAN," he cried out.
"I know... if you want me to be NICE... obey."
She followed up with 10 lashes of the cat -of - nines as punishment for calling her a bitch even though she would admit she was deffinitly a bitch.
Twice she had to put him back into his position and four times she had to give him a sharp reminder not to put his hands between her whip and his ass.
After beating him for nearly 30 minutes, she made him crawl over to the ottoman and lie down on it. She spread his legs and listened as his breath caught in his chest. The lubed fingers teased his hole, but each time she got ready to enter him, he panicked and jumped up. Matt paced back and forth. He wanted this, but he was afraid.... Would it hurt? What if he did like it... like it A LOT? Her soft voice talked to him and calmed him, and her sharp command of down warred in his head as once again he sunk onto the ottoman....
"PINK." When he used his safe word to slow down, she brought him to his knees, facing her. She stroked his head, calming him, whispering in his ear.
"It's alright, relax, take a breath."
"I WANT you to fuck my ass... I just I'm not so sure I can do it."
"Why is it you think you can't do it.... Are you afraid?" She brushed hair off his forehead.
"What if it hurts.... Like a lot."
She smiles. "What if I can promise that it won't hurt a lot?"
"He looks up hopefully. "Can you do that?"
"Of course."
"But what if I like it... I mean REALLY like it, won't that make me gay?"
"NO," she places her fingers on his lips.
"Open your mouth, sissy" He shook his head no.
She repeated the command to the same results... he jumps up walking to the kitchen.
