The following day, Wednesday, I managed to last until late morning at work before I just had to ring Steven for permission to pee. This time he directed me to remove my panties at my desk before going to the toilet. Embarrassed, I slowly worked my panties along my thighs before quickly reaching down and slipping them off. He had directed me to drop them in the waste paper basket beside my desk, and I obliged even though I knew there was a possibility them might be spotted by a work colleague.
Steven had requested I phone him back when I was in the toilet, and I obeyed. He told me to masturbate myself, and while I was doing so I had to ring Maria, the dominatrix, and tell her that I needed to be punished again tonight. He instructed me to tell her I had been very naughty and needed a good hard spanking. Even the thought of it made me blush bright red, but I obliged. I tried to control my breathing as I spoke to Maria, who informed me she would be around at our house at 8.00pm, and I was to be naked and kneeling at the front door when she arrived. The thought of it made me masturbate more furiously and I was so close to coming when I heard the noise of someone else entering the washroom. I was brought back to earth with a thump, quickly finishing the phone call and taking my hand away from places it should not be venturing during work hours.
When I arrived home I undressed, and was not surprised to hear voices coming from Henrik's room. When I walked in he had three male friends in there, all of whom were doing a poor job of pretending to study. It was very clear from the look on their faces what the attraction was. What red blooded young male would turn up the opportunity to observe a naked woman walking brazenly around her home?
After some awkward introductions I excused myself and went to the kitchen. I tried to focus but was very apprehensive about my upcoming punishment at the hands of Maria. I was so distracted I barely noticed the four young males coming and going from the kitchen, their eyes soaking up my nakedness.
I was an emotional mess by the time Steven arrived home and I was pleased to have someone to talk with to keep me distracted from Maria. All three of Henrik's friends jumped at the opportunity to stay for dinner when asked by Steven. I groaned in dismay but did not protest.
As the time approached 8.00pm I achingly watched every minute click by. At 7.50pm I decided I had better assume my position in case Maria arrived early. I descended the stairs to the front door and assumed the kneeling position as directed by Maria on the phone.
At 8.00pm exactly she arrived. The front door was ajar and she walked in. I was kneeling submissively on the carpet in front of her, my head bowed. We were alone as the others had not heard her arrive. She said nothing, but began to run her hand through my hair like you would a pet dog.
"Look up at me." As always, her voice had an air of authority.
I obeyed, and looked up at the striking body of the young dominatrix, who was clothed all in black. Just looking at her made me feel submissive. She reached out her hand and held it in front of my face.
"Suck on my fingers."
Without hesitation I obeyed, taking all her four fingers in my mouth and suckling on them like a baby would her mother's breast.
"Good girl. Now play with yourself down below while you suck my fingers."
I don't think I have ever felt so totally submissive as I did at that moment; kneeling naked in front of this powerfully dominant woman, masturbating myself while suckling her fingers. It was very emotionally powerful for the ten minutes it lasted, before Maria directed me to stop masturbating.
I had to continue suckling her fingers while crawling awkwardly behind her as she descended the stairs to our lounge. She led me down the hall and past the open bedroom door of Henrik. The four youths rushed to the door, absolutely disbelieving what they had just witnessed. I blushed bright red, but continued crawling behind the young dominatrix, sucking furiously on her fingers.
Once we were in the lounge she greeted Steven and sat down. I was kneeling beside her like a faithful pet dog, aware that saliva was dribbling from my mouth as I continued sucking. She took hold of my face and turned me so I was looking directly into her eyes.
"You know I am going to punish you hard, don't you, Angela?"
I couldn't speak with her fingers in my mouth, so I just nodded affirmatively. But I was scared. I did not want to be punished, but I also knew I would not object. Maria removed her hand from my mouth, and I went to wipe the saliva off my chin but she smacked my hand away. She reached into her handbag and produced a pink dog collar with a small leading chain attached. Wide-eyed, I watched as she attached the chain around my neck. I was now even more like her pet puppy dog.
Maria looked me over and seemed to like what she saw. "Lovely. Some people are natural submissives, and clearly you are one of them."
I smiled shyly, not sure whether it was a compliment or not.
"Now, before you are punished, does my little puppy need to pee?"
