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Subject: Educating Darren, Part Two.
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               Story:- Educating Darren,
               by Ms. Christine Stevenson.
               http://www.mschristine.com

                        Part Two.
              (Part one posted yesterday)


It was about four o'clock when Caroline put her key
in the apartment door.  Alistair, her live in
'partner', had been waiting for her to return,
sitting in the hallway next to the door in case he
did not hear her arrive. He did not want to be
punished again today. He had burnt the breakfast
toast that morning and she had given him twelve
forceful strokes with the cane. He should have known
better than to irritate her on the day she was going
to inspect the new house. She had been increasingly
irritable about the progress of late and had
obviously taken out some of her frustration on him.

"Not fair really" he thought, but then he did not
have much choice in the matter if he wanted to keep a
roof over his head. Besides he worshipped the ground
she walked on and could not contemplate a life
without her.

He was dressed as he usually was on Saturdays, in a
complete french maid's costume. She made sure he went
out to earn his keep the rest of the week and at
weekends she locked away all his male clothes and
forced him to wear what she referred to as 'his
pretties'.

'It is all my own fault,' he thought, as she swept
past him and he gave a little curtsy. 'If she had not
come home that day, early on in our relationship and
found me standing in front of the mirror in nothing
but a pair of her sexy lace knickers, I would not be
in this predicament now.'

He still became highly aroused at the feel of lacy
female knickers encasing his genitalia but lived in
constant fear that one day she would decide to show
him off to one of her many female friends, dressed as
he was now. She had threatened to do so on many
occasions when she was not getting her own way over
something and he secretly suspected that she was just
looking for an excuse, any excuse. She had insisted
right from the beginning that all bank accounts were
to be in her name, and now he had absolutely no
control over his life whatsoever.

He closed the door and followed her quickly into her
bedroom. He immediately started picking up the trail
of clothes she had left behind her as she headed for
the bathroom.

"Make sure all those are laundered carefully," she
said.

"Yes Madam," replied Alise, "Do you wish me to do
anything else for you?"

Caroline burst out laughing.

"Ever hopeful" she teased, "but not today. I have a
real man coming to visit me tonight."  'Or at least
he thinks he is,' she thought as she turned on the
shower.

Alise was at first disappointed and then began to
take in exactly what she had said. Apart from feeling
extremely jealous, this would be the first time he
had actually been present when she entertained
someone else.

She had regaled him with lurid details of her
encounters with other men in the past. But he had
always wondered if she was making them up to torment
him. He secretly hoped that was the case, but now it
seemed she really was going to expose him and torment
him at one and the same time.

He didn't for one minute think she would let him
change his clothes and the enormity of his situation
hit him with all its force. In his panic he vaguely
heard her voice from the bathroom.
"..........I think I should go for something overtly
sexy, don't you Alise?"

"I am sorry Madam, I did not hear what you were
saying" he said, hoping that his lapse would not
generate an instant punishment.

Caroline was far too busy plotting and planning for
the evening ahead to be sidetracked and simply
repeated herself.
"I said, if I want to seduce a large muscle bound
builder I think I should go for something overtly
sexy, don't you?"

"Yes Madam" was his lame reply.

"I am so glad you agree," she said, "Put out a few
things you think might be suitable and I'll make the
final decision after my shower."

End of Part two:-  Part three will be posted
tomorrow.

_________________________________________________
         Christine & David Stevenson            
Authors of the Fem Dom Training Program for PC and MAC
Warning! Turns your wife/lover into a Dominatrix.
    http://www.mschristine.com/program.html


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