"You do have the potential to be a very good girl," "You just need the right Owner."
I felt goosebumps forming all over my body and I started to shake as she continued to toy with my nipples as I knelt before her. I started to call her Mistress, but she stopped me; reminding me she was still just Lauren or "L" for now.
For the next half hour Lauren established boundaries for our lives, set rules to help me develop my submission to her properly, for when it happened. She established limits for me, based on the questionnaire I completed. We discussed them and added some of the things that I had left blank. It surprised me as a submissive to her, she gave me dignity and a voice in my submission that Barbara never did afford me. She gave me my first safe word to protect me, if things went too far. "Strawberry pie," a silly combination of words, but it would be my safety net to allow me to stop any situation.
I sat quietly, almost naked on her couch as Lauren worked at her desk. I do not know how long it was as I must have fallen asleep on the soft warm leather. I was awakened by the sound of her cell phone as she made a call. It was on speaker mode and I could hear the conversation with a woman she called Grace. Grace was Lauren's partner in the club and they alternated nights as manager. From their intimate conversation, I could tell that they were more than just business partners. They shared the same D/s perspective in life and love. Lauren apologized to her for the last-minute call and asked her take over supervising the club for the rest of the night. Grace said no problem and she would be there as soon as she was dressed properly for the evening.
I sat quietly on the couch and Lauren worked at her desk. I soon was dozing again, resting cushions on the couch. A knock on the door, followed almost immediately by this blast of female energy brought me to attention. A tall raven-haired woman came into the office. She completely ignored me and my nudity and went right up to the desk where my aunt was sitting. Lauren stood and this beautiful ball of energy embraced her and they kissed passionately.
At last, they released each other and my aunt thanked Grace for coming in at such short notice. Explaining to her, as she pointed at me huddled at the end of the couch, that she had to take care of a family matter. Grace turned and looked at me for the first time, turning her head back towards my aunt she said,
"Family matter?"
"Yes, this is my niece, Allison," "Stand up girl and let Grace get a good look at you."
I stood up and did a slow turn to show off my entire body. I could feel the blush starting at my face and moving down my chest as both women stared at my nakedness.
"She is a pretty little thing," smiling at my nude figure, Grace said, "Does she have a friend?"
My aunt laughed,
"All in good time," "I know the perfect little toy for you."
Lauren told me to sit again and I now could look at this high-heeled vision that towered above me. She wore the sexiest ankle strapped red heels. She had a slim frame and I guessed her height to be 5' 5", but with the heels she towered over me and I was overcome by her confidence and control as I stared at her. The heels surrounded her foot like a beautiful red vine and had a small silver buckle that locked them in place. Her foot was arched to its limit and she was balanced on the slim spike of a 5" stiletto. She was dressed all in red leather, if you could call the leather that clung to her body like a second skin being dressed. I could hear the clicky clack of her heels as she moved closer, but it was her make up, done dramatically to high-light her dark and mysterious eyes that drew my total attention. The first thought that ran through my mind was how did she not fall and break her neck and then I was engulfed by her intoxicating perfume. My heart beat faster and I was caught in her gaze.
Her eyes were intense and probed deep into mine. I felt even more exposed and vulnerable. She smiled down on me and I knew immediately she sensed my reaction to her stare. Looking up at her, there was an aura of strength that made me shake as I could feel a cold sensation run down my spine. Her eyes seemed to glow with a fierceness that both excited and frightened me at the same time.
She stood tall and proud, her jet-black hair long and flowing around her shoulders. She wore gold hoop earrings and they glittered in the ceiling light of the office as her hair moved with the movement of her head as she looked me over from head to toe.
There was no doubt in my mind that a true Dominatrix stood before me. My aunt was so much more subtle in her dominance, but Grace just looked the part of an experienced mistress. The red leather of her catsuit clung to her body like a second skin. Her small breasts were hardly more than prominent nipples that I could clearly see pushing out from the soft leather. My eyes continued down her sleek torso and I could see her plump mound, well defined by a deep camel toe in the tight leather between her thighs.
Turning back to my aunt, my eyes fell on her ass cheeks. If you thought her body was beautiful from the front, it was magnificent from the rear. I just stared at the leather covered globes as my aunt came around the desk and moved closer to me. Grace caught me staring as she turned quickly to be in step with Lauren. She smirked at me and told me there would be many times in the future when I could look and worship her ass. Lauren laughed at her comment, turned her around and squeezed her butt and then gave it a slap.
"Remember who's boss here gracie."
The sound filled the room and "gracie"gave a small whimper and kissing my aunt as she turned once more to face me. They spent the next few minutes discussing my body in graphic detail. Grace took my aunt's place behind the desk. Lauren came close to me and told me to dress quickly as we needed to go. She took my hand like I was a child and we left the office.
Chapter 4 soon
