Chapter One
No one really knew her. At work, in the billing department of the local hospital, she saw person after person, day after day, but never knew any of them. Her "colleagues" around her had cubicles also so there was very little socializing. At lunch she ate her salad on the bench in the memorial garden, alone.
She was basically nondescript in her appearance. Short sandy hair, glasses, a cute figure that she hid under loose fitting blouses or bulky sweaters. Very little makeup. Nothing that would say "look at me." She worked out regularly in the hospital health center. She swam laps in the pool when no patients or therapists were using the facility. After work she went home, fixed a glass of wine, took a shower, fixed her makeup, put on a long black wig, got dressed in leather, which included a mask that shielded her identity and turned on the cameras in her home studio. Yes, simple Carol became Mistress Caroline, each night at 10 and for the next three hours, gave orders, dogged her viewers and in general, ruled with an iron fist and whip all the while racking up the dollars on her viewers credit cards. They paid for her to dominate them. And paid a lot. Her income for the last three years had been in the mid six figures.
Her regulars, both men and women, are called swine. To be in that group one must rack up a lot of hours, and money. swine are given a special code which allows them the privilege to participate in the Direct Hour, from midnight to one am, the most degrading debauch hour on the internet. Through her cams she demanded her swine edge themselves, cram any number of items up their ass or pussy. All swine were public to each other. She would direct a swine to piss on himself and stream it to all the others, each one hoping they would be next. Always eager to please Mistress Caroline.
Dr Leo Bounds was the new head of orthopedics at the hospital. The citizens had opened their arms to the new doctor in town. He wasn't particularly friendly and was even a bit gruff but his reputation and resume were impeccable. He had bought an old rambling ranch style home on the outskirts of town. Rather secluded, and he liked it that way. The house included several bedrooms and bathrooms, a large family room and open kitchen. The previous owners had used the bonus room as the man cave. There was a large shop in the back that had been used as a wood working shop.
On occasion, Dr Bounds had to interact with the people in the business office, but he, like so many others, didn't notice mousy Carol. Until one day in the cafeteria when they were introduced. He was cordial but moved on quickly.
However, Carol recognized him. He was a swine that went by the name your servant and she had had plenty of use for him over the 2 years he had been a member. Yes, the gruff, head of orthopedics, was a closet pig-boi, a dirty, swine who had obeyed her every decadent command.
Friday night. Most people her age were hitting one of the bars in town. Trying to hook up. That was not the case for Mistress Caroline. She knew what she would be doing.
Ten o'clock comes and the lights come on and the two cameras are activated and she begins her nightly ritual. "Good evening, swine. Tonight I am feeling particularly horny. Now that can be good...or it could be bad. A little pain now and then is good for you. Now let's see who is online.
Rancher Randy...I didn't think you had the balls to come back. Did you get the plug I told you to get?"
"Yes Mistress."
"Let me see it."
As instructed, rancher randy produced a 9 inch, spade shaped butt plug and proudly showed it to her.
"In your ass, swine!"
With no lube rancher randy proceeds to push the plug up his ass, whimpering as each inch was inserted.
"Shut up bitch. Always crying. You are pathetic. Stay there I'll come back to you"
"Bareback, let me see your balls."
The camera swings to his clean scrotum.
"Why aren't they bound? Are you trying to test my resolve?"
"No Mistress."
"Slut girl. Nipple clamps now. Don't stop tightening them until I tell you."
"Yes ma'am."
And so it went. One of the reasons she was so popular was because she neglected no one. If you were online you would get your turn.
At midnight the regular feed is shut off and the Direct Hour comes up.
"Tonight I see we have seven brave souls. I think I will cap it here. I am feeling especially bad tonight and you seven will benefit."
She turns to her computer, pushes a few keys and now all seven see each other.
"Dog fucker...strip. Now bend over and show tiny pecker what he could have if he only had a dick. Don't you jerk it tiny. Let everyone see why you are a miserable failure when it comes to life.
Pussy girl...did you save all your piss today?"
"Yes Mistress."
"Pour it over your head. Drench yourself in your own piss."
Pussy girl obeyed. Everyone obeyed or they lost Direct Hour privileges.
Finally she got around to your servant.
"Next week you will receive a package from me. It will be delivered to the main post office under general delivery. I will send you the code to pick it up when I mail it. You are not to open it until I tell you too."
"Yes Mistress."
"Now take the nine tails and give yourself twenty five licks on your ass!"
Of course he followed her instructions, forming little whelps on his back side.
"It's time, swine. No sex this weekend. No masturbation. Butt plugs on Saturday. If you can stand it. I will be back on Monday. Fuck off, swine.
And with that the cameras are turned off.
Chapter Two
The weekend went as usual. Laundry, grocery shopping, football on the SEC Network, a call from her sister, church choir on Sunday. Pretty routine. Typical of Carol's life. The one that she worked hard to establish. She lives off her hospital salary and deposits her real salary in a numbered account in the Caymans. She is twenty-seven now and plans to disappear at thirty-seven with a boat load of cash. Besides, at thirty-seven would her swine still be interested in her?
Monday was typical. People came into her cubicle and people left. Some unhappy with their bill, others celebrating the birth of a child. At lunch she went to the garden. There are days when she masturbates, if no one is around. On this day, she really wanted to be alone but someone was sitting around the curve when she arrived. She went to her bench and pulled out her lunch. She was disappointed she couldn't get off. She was horny!
About fifteen minutes into her lunch break, the man who was there stood up and turned toward Carol. It was Dr Bounds. Interesting, she thought. As he threw his garbage in the can, she crossed and uncrossed her legs revealing her shaved pussy to the doctor. She never looked up and ignored him totally. As if she was totally unaware.
Dr Bounds couldn't help but see her display. He stood at the garbage can a little longer, hoping for another view . His dick got hard. He had to leave. Go back to his office and forget about the "accidental" show...or masturbate.
Carol finished her lunch and went back to her cubicle, laughing on the inside, knowing the good doctor saw it all, and was probably obsessing over her beautiful pussy.
Her day breezed by, but she couldn't wait until the Direct Hour. She couldn't wait to mind fuck your servant.
The Direct Hour arrived and eleven swine were online including the doctor. Tonight was going to be brutal for him. She played with the other ten. Humiliating them, getting them to drink from the toilet all for her amusement and those who had paid handsomely to watch it all. Everyone was involved except your servant. He sat there, head down, knees apart hands on his thighs. Had she forgotten about him? Had he displeased her? He knew better than to say anything.
At 12:59 she turned to your servant and said "I hope you enjoyed the show. Get the package tomorrow."
With that, she was gone. Cameras off. Lights out.
Tuesday noon, Dr Bounds was in the same area of the Memorial Park to eat his lunch, hoping to get a glimpse of that lady with the shaved pussy. Of course he couldn't remember her name, only that pussy. He was obsessed with that brief moment. Carol opted not to show.
He made a quick trip across town to the main post office. He gave the lady behind the counter the code and she gave him the package. Following Mistress Caroline's instructions, he dared not open the package.
Midnight finally arrived and the doctor and eight others were in their normal places in front of the screen, all naked and kneeling with hands on their thighs. "Bitchroy, turn around, your disgusting body is an insult to us all. Face the wall, bitchroy!"
For an hour she went through her bag of tricks, insults and humiliation seemed to be her theme tonight. At one she signed off. The doctor still had not opened the package. At 1:02 he received an email.
Log back on now using this code. 3776MYIWyWH8! You have three minutes to comply, or you will be forever banned.
A bit confused, but comply he did. He went back to her vanilla looking site then typed in the code. Her image appeared on the screen.
"You piece of shit. You made it in with time to spare. Here is the way it goes. You run your card for $100 for a private hour. If you agree, run the card. If not...maybe I'll see you around sometime."
He swiped his card.
"From now on you are not your servant but rather Mistress Caroline's servant. Do you understand?"
"Yes Mistress Caroline."
