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Subject: In The Bank Manager's Cupboard. Part eighteen
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In The Bank Manager's Cupboard.
Part Eighteen.
(Part Seventeen posted yesterday)
Copyright: 1986 thru 1997. Christine Stevenson.
She paused and finished smoking, she stubbed out her
cigarette and crossed her legs once more. "I like to
know my slave wants me and I enjoy teasing and
restraining male sexuality. Compliance with my rules
will keep you in a state of frustrated sexual desire
for me, and to ensure that is the case I must, and I
will, penalize any infractions. I enjoy punishing men,
and with that purpose in mind I will insist on absolute
obedience. I like seeing men suffer in unrequited lust,
to achieve that I will make you suffer by stimulating
you without allowing you any relief. If and when I do
allow you sexual pleasure, it will be in ways that are
painful and humiliating. This might be simply for my
entertainment, or because I wish to engender in you
greater humility and subservience."
Karin got up and walked towards the kitchen, "Wait
there," she said, "I haven't finished!"
David heard her at the refrigerator. While she was gone
he tried to summarise his situation. He didn't know
where to start. Did he have any choice? Any say in what
happened to him? Or had it all been decided? She hadn't
offered him any option, any alternatives. What she had
told him about herself had, he supposed, been clear
already. But she was unashamed in admitting to it.
Karin returned and David heard the clink of ice cubes
in her glass, "Chill the wine in the freezer for half
an hour before you serve it next time." She reclined in
the armchair and once again used his buttocks as her
footrest. "Briefly then, I am a sadistic woman, and you
are in training to become my masochistic toy, this is
to be our 'normal life!' Now kneel up."
She lifted her feet from his buttocks and waited as he
struggled into a kneeling position. He looked up at her
and she beckoned him forward with her finger. As he
approached she parted her legs so that he was kneeling
between her thighs. She pulled him forward by his hair
and pushed his head down into her lap. David's face
rested on her knickers, and he inhaled the scent of
womanhood he found there.
Stroking his head, as one would the fur of a kitten,
Karin resumed her hypnotic monologue. "You are not
naive David," she continued, "Nor are you completely
stupid. You have always known that women like myself
existed, just as you have known that there are men who
serve us. Until now you didn't understand those men,
although like many men you have had a fascination with
women like me. At the moment you are confused, you want
to accept my control, but you feel it abnormal to do
so. That is quite understandable David, but do not feel
ashamed, there is nothing wrong in what you are doing
and feeling. Many men feel as you do!"
Karin once again paused to let her words sink in. "You
are now erect David I am sure, and it is most
uncomfortable. But I will forgive that for the moment,
I will even permit it. Let yourself feel that
excitement David, and recognise that you need my
control, even if you do not want it. Accept it, and
then we can move on."
David knelt there, his head in her lap. His penis
pulsating in frustration and desire behind him. Yet he
felt comfortable, safe and secure. He was relieved of
any need to make decisions himself, it was a curious
freedom. He was aware of Karin sipping her wine above
him. Nothing else seemed to matter.
She pushed his head away, and gripped his temples
between her knees. There he could look at the centre of
her sexuality, barely masked by silky black nylon.
"Now, as to your future employment. It was clear after
the way you behaved last night that our old agreement
would have to be postponed, at least until you are
properly trained. I cannot appoint a wanker who peeks
through keyholes as a Managing Director of one of my
companies. I am sure you understand that. So I have
this afternoon appointed your former secretary to your
old post. I have informed her that if she requires any
advice or assistance, she can contact you through me.
We have known each other since school, so I had no
problem in familiarising her with your position here.
She will be allowed to contact you through my
switchboard, which is connected to the internal
telephone system in this flat. Using my power of
attorney your resignation letter will be submitted to
the shoe store, so you will not be expected there. You
will be expected to cook and clean for me, to act as my
maidservant and housekeeper. I will inform you of my
likes and dislikes, and daily you will provide me with
a list of any shopping requirements needed to provide
me with the perfect service that I expect."
Karin looked at her watch, "I think that is sufficient
for you to think about. Go to your room and cool off,
that is enough lust for one day. You will have to hop
slowly and carefully up the stairs."
_______________________________________________
Christine & David Stevenson
......Authors of the Fem Dom Training Program.....
Warning! Turns your wife/lover into a Dominatrix.
Email enquiries to:- program@Ms-Christine.com
http://www.mschristine.com/program.html
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