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subrob1967 -> Susan & Jennifer's Talk/Jennifer's Punishment (12/21/2010 11:03:24 AM)
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Susan and Jennifer's Talk
"Princess?" Mistress's voice sounds from the doorway. A pause, "Jennifer, may I have a word with you?"
Susan turns and walks back to her bedroom. I look at Jennifer in the mirror, and see her standing there deflated, head bowed, eyes closed, brimming with tears.
Before I can say a word, she pivots and runs out of the room....
Jennifer runs down the hall with tears flowing down her face, 'how could I have let this happen?' she's thinking as she approaches Mistress Susan Madison's bedroom suite.
Jen takes a moment to compose herself before knocking softly. One always knocks before entering Susan's inner sanctum.
"Come in Jennifer," Susan calls out. Taking a deep breath, Jennifer enters to find her Mistress standing by the bay window overlooking the pool.
Susan turns and gestures Jennifer to have a seat in the sitting area. Susan sits down across from her and raises a brow expectantly.
Jennifer is at a loss for words, so she lowers her eyes and folds her hands in her lap.
"For the first time in your life you seem to be at a loss for words," Susan says with an amused tone.
In a more serious tone she continues, "Jennifer, why did you call Amanda Princess? Is there something I need to know?"
"Mistress, I'm so sorry, it just slipped out this morning. I swear it won't happen again!"
"You didn't answer the question, now once again I'll ask you why you called Amanda Princess. I expect a honest answer, not a promise not to do it in the future."
"I...I don't know, Mistress, there's just something about him, er, her. I feel almost the same feelings about her as I do about you, but it's different."
"Go on."
"With Amanda I feel the overwhelming desire to control her, dominate her, but also to coddle and protect her. Just having her here is causing...Conflicting emotions, and it's confusing me."
Susan smiles a smile of weary understanding. "You've fallen for her, haven't you?"
Jennifer starts weeping as she nods in agreement.
"Oh Darling, I wish it wasn't so, I had hopes you two would get along, but I never imagined my little ice queen falling for a slave, let alone so quickly."
Jennifer scoots off the chair and onto her knees, she's sobbing as she lays her head in her Mistress's lap.
"Is there something else you haven't told me yet?" Susan says in a soft voice as she strokes her slave's long black hair.
"I woke up to Amanda sucking on my clitty, and I not only let her continue, I sucked hers too, forcing her to cum."
"Wait! You're telling me Amanda woke you up with a blow job, and you actually blew her as well?" Susan says incredulously. "You hate sucking cock!"
"Yes Mistress, I'm so sorry, It just happened, and I was too weak to stop her."
"Tell me what happened exactly!"
"I gave her a baby doll and panties to wear to bed and we fell asleep spooning, I woke up with her clitty next to my face and her lips wrapped around mine."
"In a moment of weakness and overwhelming desire, I lowered her panties and took her clit in my mouth."
"It quickly became a contest to see who could hold out the longest."
"Stop! Just so I understand, is Amanda gay, or has she lied about sucking cock?"
"I don't think she's gay, and I believe her when she say's my cock was her first. I planned to ask her about past relationships today."
"Do you think she's in love with you?"
"I really don't know, after I made her cum I ordered her to her knees, and forced her to finish blowing me."
"Jennifer!" Susan says with a laugh.
"I know, I know, but she is very pretty as well as talented, and having her kneeling before me was very arousing..."
"I did scold her for her lack of control after I came, and I may have been a bit harsh."
"How so?"
"I bitched her out for instigating this morning's sexcapade, and for getting me in trouble for cumming without permission."
"I see, well I'm not going to punish you for an orgasm, it appears you did take control of of the situation, but I am concerned about your budding love affair."
"Let me tell you a story, once upon a time there was this young lady who had the world at her feet."
"She had it all, brains, beauty, and rich parents who gave her everything. At a young age, she learned how to control boys, and have them do whatever she wanted."
"She started college two years early, but even though she was only sixteen, she was mature beyond her age, and in no time had guys doing her bidding."
"She was still young, and experimented with her sexuality, and had fun with both sexes, but found herself dominating every relationship, even the platonic ones, to the point even her Professor's fell under her spell.
"One semester she came across a BDSM website while writing a paper for her Psychology class on Abnormal Behavior, and finally found the answers she was looking for."
"Her sophomore year she met a boy a year older than her. He wasn't like the other boys, he was brilliant, made her laugh, and doted on her like no other."
"The young woman had a special bond with the boy, for he was a true slave for her, as she learned the arts of Female Domination. She even fell in love with him, but she sensed he was holding something back from her."
"No matter how hard she tried, he couldn't be coerced to divulge his secret, therefore she just couldn't bring herself to love him fully."
"During spring break she wanted to go to Cancun, but he wanted to stay at school to study for his law school exam. She ended up going with friends, and he stayed back."
"Determined to discover the secret, she hid motion activated video cameras in his small apartment. When she returned, she retrieved the cameras one afternoon while he was in class."
"What she saw shocked her, every evening her boy put on lingerie and make up. While she learned quite a bit about Female domination, she knew nothing about cross dressing, or transvestites."
"Her first thought was betrayal, followed by an overwhelming desire to confront him. But her curiosity overcame her, and she researched the subject extensively, before letting him know she knew."
"You're telling me about you and Cindy, aren't you Mistress?"
"Shush, let me finish, they continued their relationship for the remainder of the semester, and she never revealed her knowledge of his secret."
"That summer they spent apart, her traveling, while he stayed for summer classes. When she returned to school in August, they resumed their female led relationship."
"He knew she wasn't in an exclusive relationship with him, and although it upset him, his mind was on getting into Harvard Law."
"Meanwhile she was busy enslaving a couple of smart computer boys, as well as an engineering girl, and financed the development of Madco breast forms."
"What nobody knew, including her slave, was she had them manufactured just for her cross dressing slave. It wasn't until later she decided to sell them to the public."
"When Christmas Break came, Sam knew he was accepted to Harvard, and I convinced him to come spend the holiday in San Francisco."
"Our first day in Frisco, I made appointments for us at Spa Radiance. Sam thought I was rewarding him with a massage for getting into Harvard, what he didn't know, was I gave the girls orders to wax Sam, and give him a Mani/Pedi."
"We had our first fight that night, Sam was very upset with his nails and painful waxing for some reason. I almost gave up with my plan to completely feminize Sam."
"I let him fuck me for the first time that night, and was extremely aroused by his hairless body and nails. I vowed to continue with my plans the next day."
"I ordered us breakfast and put my plan in motion. We enjoyed breakfast, and as soon as we finished, I tied him to the bed, blindfolded, and gagged him."
"I straddled his nude body and applied the forms I had made. Sam was confused when he felt the weight I pressed to his chest."
"I untied him, but tied his hands behind his back before he could touch his new tits. I led him to the full length mirror, and removed his blindfold."
"Sam panicked, and I took everything I had to command him to kneel and calm down. I finally removed the gag, and we talked."
"Sam confessed about his dressing, and fears that someone would find out and expose him, ruining his shot at Harvard. I confessed I knew for over a year, and patiently waited to force him to dress for me."
"I untied his hands and allowed him to play with his new tits. He marveled at the look, feel, and the nipples, and wondered where I found them."
"I proudly explained how I had them made just for him, and he cried for the very first time."
"I took him to Glamour Boutique for a full transformation, it was damn expensive, but the owners were so impressed with the forms, they talked me into manufacturing them for sale."
"I made Sam remain in drag for the remainder of the trip, and we had a great time, we also talked about our futures, and realized law school was Sam's priority."
"It was that trip that convinced me that I loved girly boi's, that Sam and I were never meant to be, selling breast forms would make me a lot of money, and I wanted to get into the Spa business."
"Mistress, I don't understand, what does that story have to do with Amanda and I?"
"Jennifer, I'm trying to tell you it's easy to fall in love with your submissive, the hard part is balancing dominance with your emotions. Sometimes you have to hurt them for their own good."
"We have three options, one...You prove to me you learned what I taught you, and we dominate Amanda together."
"Two...You take a step back, and you and Amanda become equals."
"Three...We release Amanda, and start our search again."
"What do you think we should do, Mistress?"
"I like Amanda, and think she'll make an exceptional slave, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't concerned with what I saw this morning. Frankly, I'd rather release her, than have you fail as a Dominatrix."
"Please give me a chance, your standard contract has a ninety day trial, if you feel I'm doing a bad job then, we can decide if I should step back, or we should release her."
Susan thinks about it for a few minutes before saying, "alright my love, we'll try it your way, but remember, I can decide any time within the ninety days."
"Yes Mistress, thank you so much, I won't let you down, I promise."
"Ok my love, now give me a kiss, and take our new girl shopping..."
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Jennifer's Punishment
Jennifer Cox kneels naked in the center of the room to wait, she is here to be punished for displeasing her Mistress.
Her exotic, cat like brown eyes hold a touch fear as she knows she will not derive any pleasure from this session.
Her five foot nine inch olive skinned body has all the curves one would expect from a twenty something young woman who takes the time to maintain herself.
Her breasts are a full 34C with perky brown nipples standing erect in the cool room, her stomach is flat, and her hips flair out to a well rounded ghetto booty.
Her gorgeous body is sweating, despite the climate controlled atmosphere of the underground dungeon.
The sound of stiletto heels striking the hardwood floor, echoes out from behind the stage set up on the south wall of the room.
'Mistress must have used her private entrance,' Jennifer thinks as she lowers her head.
Her luxurious long black hair hangs down covering her beautiful face, as she waits for Mistress Susan Madison to cross the room.
Susan walks up behind Jennifer and stops, she stands there silently for a full five minutes, allowing the tension to build.
"Kiss the floor!" Susan commands, and Jennifer lowers her face to the floor.
Susan slowly paces around a prostrate Jennifer, she stops behind Jennifer once again and uses the toe of her black leather thigh high boot to push on the inside of Jennifer's knees farther apart, further exposing her dangling cock and balls.
Susan then uses her toe to swat Jennifer's balls like a Boxing speed bag, before letting them fall, forcing a gasp to escape Jennifer's lips.
With a disgusted growl, Susan digs her heel into the flesh of Jennifer's perfect ass, and gives a mighty shove, sending Jennifer sprawling, and bloodying her nose.
Susan strolls over and bends at the waist, she wraps a handful of Jen's hair in her fist and half drags her to the spanking bench.
Jennifer scrambles on her knees to keep up with her Mistress, but has a hard time gaining purchase on the highly polished waxed wood floor.
"Get your ass up!" Susan commands, as she releases Jen's hair.
Jennifer stinks of fear as she climbs to her feet, she has never seen her Mistress so angry.
Susan walks over to the wall cabinet and selects a thick leather collar, wrist, and ankle cuffs.
She returns and locks the collar around Jennifer's throat. Taking hold of the D ring attached to the front of the collar, Susan forces Jennifer to bend over the bench, lengthwise, and clips the collar to an eyebolt protruding from the brace.
Susan then secures Jen's wrists and ankles to the legs of the bench using the rough leather cuffs.
Jennifer's body quivers in fear, and Susan let's out another grunt of disdain for her display of fear.
Susan returns to the cabinet and selects a ball gag, and leather hood. She returns to Jennifer and forces the gag into her mouth, securing it tightly before roughly placing the hood over Jennifer's head.
Susan stands there and admires her work for a moment before finally speaking.
"I cannot begin to tell you how disappointed I am with you slave. I've given you more latitude than any other slave in my service, and you had the gall to abuse my generosity! How DARE YOU abuse the privileges I've granted!"
"What were you thinking when you had MY slave marked with that monstrosity! You know how much I dislike conspicuous tattoos, yet you ignored my feelings and had Amanda inked like a common slut!"
"It wasn't even an original idea either...It's tacky, low class, and boorish!"
Susan goes to another cabinet and picks up a heavy paddle, she hefts it a few times before replacing it. She then picks up a cane, and tests it's flexibility, before returning it as well .
"I can't begin to explain how angry I am with you Jennifer, so you remain there and think about your actions. I need to go upstairs to calm down before I do something I'll regret."
"I have to decide if I'm going to release you from my service." Susan says as she removes the hood and gag.
Susan departs before Jennifer can form the words of apology that are screaming in her panicked mind.
'Is she really gonna kick me out, What will I do?'
'Is Amanda's tat really that bad? I don't understand!'
'Mistress wants me to become more dominant, and one of the first things she taught me was once you choose your slave, pursue them relentlessly, and mark them. Make it known they belong to you!'
'Why is she getting pissed when I choose to mark my slave?'
All these thoughts run through Jennifer's head as she lays there weeping.
Meanwhile Susan gone up to her office and has poured herself a glass of wine before stepping outside for a cigarette.
She not sure if she's angrier with herself or her Protogee.
'On one hand Jennifer should have known better than to have marked Amanda in such a way, but on the other hand, she was just following her training, and her tastes are completely different than mine.'
Susan sips her wine as she continues to think, 'I should know better than to punish Jennifer while angry, I must not let my emotions get the better of me.'
'But why the fuck would she do that? Yeah, she's young and inexperienced, but she's so damn mature in most situations.'
'Is the tat good enough reason to throw away three years of training?'
'No, the tat can be removed if I really want it gone, and she is an excellent slave.'
'What should I do about her obvious feelings toward Amanda? Can she maintain her roll as Domme while in love with her slave?'
'Time will tell, I've been able to pull it off with Sam, even though, or is it because we don't live together?'
Susan finishes her cigarette and returns to her office. She checks on Jennifer via the security system as she settles in behind her desk.
Jennifer is squirming in discomfort but that's a minor price to pay for displeasing her Mistress.
Susan savor's another glass of wine, before returning to punish her inconsiderate slave.
Susan removes her boots before returning to the dungeon, she wants the element of surprise this time.
She selects her favorite leather covered heavy paddle from a boudoir in her closet before going down her private staircase to the dungeon.
Susan silently stalks her bound prey, and steps up behind her slave. She let's a mighty swat fly toward Jennifer's bare ass and it lands with a mighty *Thwack*.
Jennifer's body tries to jump but her bindings hold, as she let's out a scream of pain.
"Stop screaming, or I'll gag you again, slave!" Susan growls as she lays another heavy strike across Jennifer's rapidly reddening ass.
Jennifer yelps again, because she doesn't have the willpower to stop herself.
Susan feels the anger building so she smacks Jennifer's ass and thighs thirteen more times, while Jennifer screams and begs for relief.
"God damn it slave, shut the fuck up! You're really starting to piss me off, again!"
Jennifer tries to control her balling with little success, while pleading for mercy from her Mistress.
"You disgust me!" Susan says as she unclips Jennifer's hands from the spanking bench, "free yourself, and clean up this mess! You will sleep on the middle of the floor down here naked for the rest of the week."
"God as my witness, I will throw your ass out if you so much as think about using anything to make yourself more comfortable. You are on vacation from work, and are only allowed out of this room once a day for food."
"You will NOT listen to music, or watch TV, and will spend your time buffing the floor, and cleaning the toys! If you break one of these rules, you are gone, am I clear, slave?"
"Please Mistress! Mercy!"
"I asked if I was clear, slave! If I hear anything but Yes Mistress, you can pack your bags and get out tonight! Now, am I clear?"
"Yes Mistress." Jennifer mumbles, in shock.
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