Chapter 5 -- Discipline at her Mistress's hands.
Dream
I'm under a table.
Somehow I know it's a fancy restaurant, and I'm under one of the tables. Nobody can see me because the tablecloth goes all the way to the floor, which is good because I am naked. I feel a metal collar around my neck and see that I am chained to the table.
People come and sit at the table. I see their legs appear under the table and I can hear their muffled conversation. They are all women. As soon as they have settled I see them shift and move and lift their dresses up out of the way. I know what I am expected to do, and I seem to remember that I've done it many times before.
I crawl forward and start licking the first pussy in front of me. I know these dinners sometimes go for hours and I am expected to go around the table as many times as I can in the course of the meal.
For the most part I am ignored; I am merely part of the hospitality of the five star restaurant. One of the perks for which the restaurant is known for.
Lick, lick, lick.
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"Why did you come here Miss Moore?" Tatiana asked the kneeling Linda.
Kneeling because that was what Tatiana had told her to do. Linda had reluctantly knelt in front of the chair upon which Miss Carvella sat but she had knelt nonetheless.
"Come Miss Moore, it is a direct question that should have a direct answer." Tatiana languidly raised her glass of iced tea to her lips and sipped as she seemed to pay only partial attention to Linda kneeling in front of her.
"I want what you were talking about yesterday. I want it for me and for Sarah. I want the good things."
" ahh yes," She took a second sip and then placed the glass on the side table next to her, "yes, that."
She looked down at the kneeling woman before her.
"What was it that I told you was required from you in return?"
Linda tried to remember, but she was disoriented by Tatiana's accent and demeanor. She couldn't remember. What had Miss Carvella said yesterday afternoon?
"Miss Moore you are being forgetful. You will have to do much better as our relationship...em...how do you say...becomes more...deepen, yes, deepens...yes I like that."
Linda remembered, she dropped her head as she said the word, "obedience."
"ahhh...good." Tatiana stood, dressed impeccably in a solid black pantsuit that set off her flame red hair. She walked around Linda, still kneeling.
"What should we do to test your newly declared obedience to me Miss Moore?" Tatiana reached down and casually ran her hand through Linda's hair. "Do you have any suggestions? Hmmm?"
"I could...I could...I...I don't know." Linda stammered in a whispering voice.
Tatiana brought her hand up to the top of Linda's head and tapped her finger, "hmmm...you don't know. You leave it to me then. Already you understand our relationship."
She walked further around Linda until she was standing right in front of her. "Look up at me Miss Moore." Linda did as she was told, "Here is your first test. Ask me what you need to do to prove your obedience. Ask your Mistress to tell you what you should do?"
Linda gulped slightly and whispered, "Miss Carvella, what can I do to prove my obedience to you?"
"hmmm...close, but not quite right," She sat down once more, picked up her glass and looked sideways at Linda, this time with a slight smile, "ask again, and this time call me Mistress."
Linda looked at the floor again, embarrassed and blushing, "Miss...Mistress, tell me what I can do to prove my obedience."
Tatiana's eyes sparkled with delight as she smiled at her new woman. For she was going to be hers.
"Very good Miss Moore I am pleased." She lifted her ice tea and took another drink, "I have thought about this before you arrived Miss Moore, and I expect that at some point I will end up having you sit for me. Therefore I need to evaluate the raw material, as it were, so that we can make adjustments and improve the quality before I put brush to canvas. Do you understand?"
"No Mistress."
"Ahh good, I see at least you are remembering how to address me. What I mean Miss Moore is this." She set her glass down, leaned in closer to Linda, lightly grabbed her chin and looked her straight in the eye. "I want you to go to the front hallway, remove your clothes, hang them up in the hall closet, come back here and kneel again, naked."
"I...I...can't do that." Said Linda, it was too much, what did she expect?
Tatiana pushed her chin to the side dismissively, "BAAAH! I knew it, get out! You LIER!" She stood and pushed Linda over with her foot. "GET OUT!"
Linda scrambled to her feet and left the living room, almost sobbing now. So confused.
Miss Carvella called as she walked out, "This is the end, Miss Moore, you are going back to your hum drum life."
Linda walked to the front door and reached for the handle, turned it and cracked the door. And stopped.
She stood for several long seconds. Her thoughts in a whirl, she couldn't think, she couldn't make herself do anything.
Then the inner Linda made her turn her head and look at the foyer closet. So close, so easy.
The front door seemed to close of its own accord. Her feet moved on their own. Her breathing became more rapid as she took three slow deliberate steps to the closet. Her hand, unbidden, reached up and opened the closet door.
She was dizzy, her vision became tunneled. She unbuttoned her blouse, took it off and hung it on a hanger. Her pants followed. She slipped her shoes off and put them in the bottom of the closet. She looked down at herself in panties and a bra.
She knew Miss Carvella meant everything.
Linda unhooked her bra and slid it off her shoulders freeing her C-cup breasts. She hooked the bra over the same hanger as her blouse. She quickly slid her panties off and stuffed them into her pants pocket.
She was now naked in another woman's house. She was now naked at Tatiana's command.
There was a low chuckle from the other room, "Come Miss Moore, I have seen many naked women, your body is not that special, come come. Come present yourself appropriately to your Mistress."
Still Linda was frozen, she could still leave, couldn't she?
"Look inside yourself Miss Moore, you can see that this is what you want."
Linda shook her head, but she took a step towards the living room and then another. Then quickly, like ripping off a band-aid, she walked into the room, keeping her head bowed so as to not meet Miss Carvella's eyes and quickly knelt in front of Tatiana.
Naked breasts, naked ass, naked pussy. Naked in front of Tatiana. Naked at the bidding of another woman.
Tatiana's legs were crossed, she had an air of bored detachment.
"Yes it was inevitable wasn't it." Said Tatiana, now bringing her gaze upon the naked woman kneeling in front of her.
"Yes Mistress." Answered Linda quietly.
"I have a reward for you already Miss Moore," Tatiana smiled, "You see how quick I am to reward obedience."
Linda looked up at that.
"You shall be my date to the opening of my gallery show Tomorrow night. What do you think?"
"I...I..." Linda could say nothing.
"Thank you would be appropriate right now Miss Moore."
"Thank you."
Tatiana looked at her disapprovingly.
