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Femdom Fiction featuring Mistress Cassandra – EAISB Chapter 5

Everything as it Should Be . . .

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Chapter 5 – Ms. V’s Pop Quiz

After finishing my coffee, I wasn’t quite sure what to do next. Cassandra continued shuffling papers and making notes, completely ignoring me and my naked condition. Finally, after a long period of silence, I felt pangs of hunger and decided breakfast was in order. Not wanting to start eating in front of Cassandra for fear of reprisal, I asked “Would you like some breakfast Mistress.”

“That would be lovely” she said in her typical, day-to-day business voice. “Get me some sliced fruit and coffee.”

Without responding, I looked in the refrigerator for the requested items, but found none. Thinking quickly, I said “I just run out for a minute to get the fruit, Mistress.” I didn’t know quite what to expect since I was still naked and caged.

“Good plan boy, you learn fast. You’d better get some clothes on before you go out” she giggled. “Here, take this and open it upstairs before you dress. It’s another surprise from Ms. V.”  She placed another ruby-red wrapped present before her. I quickly picked up the package and retreated to our dressing room.  Once there, I looked at the elegantly wrapped box with curiosity and foreboding. Ms V’s last gift was still locked around me genitals, I’m not sure I was ready for another present from her. Fearing that I was taking too long, I ripped open the paper to find a large black phallic looking device and a note written in the same calligraphy as before.

boy,

This is a vibrating butt plug. You will insert it in your ass, powered off, and get dressed. You will do this because it amuses me to torment you.

Hugs, Ms V

I could feel Ms. V’s hugs on my cock as I picked up and inspected the plug deciding upon the best way to proceed. As I pushed it in, I felt stretched to the limit. I continued to force this new invader in my backside until it finally found home; the bulbous end passing the point of no return. With this new reminder of our new arrangement firmly lodged in my ass, I finished dressing and returned downstairs to grab keys, wallet, phone and so forth.

On my way out the door, Cassandra called to me. “Everything as it should be?”

“Yes, my Mistress” I replied with as much enthusiasm as I could muster. With both the cage and the anal invader impeding natural movement, I was walking a bit tentatively.

“Good answer” she replied and added “Call me from the market and let me know what fruit looks best, I’ll make my choice then.”

“Anything you say, Mistress” I said as I went out the door. Driving was as challenging as walking in my new Mistress enhanced outfit. When I finally reached the produce section, I obediently call my wife as instructed. While on the phone, we selected the freshest items that would suit her taste. Hanging up I paid the bill and returned to our car. As I was getting ready to leave, I felt my phone alerting me to a new text message. It was from Cassandra.

“Ms. V commands you turn on the vibrator. You can thank her when you return.”

Shocked, I put the phone away and looked around. Would anybody see me? Diligently, I fumbled in my pants until I found the switch. WOW! With energetic plug humming away, the device bore into me like a frenzied beaver. The vibration flowed through my groin waking up my sleeping cock, causing it to stir and once again test the confines of the cage. Feelings of overwhelming desire coursed through my body as I resigned myself to the drive home. 

When I finally pulled into the drive, my body was on fire. With the bulbous end of the toy nuzzling and massaging my prostate had my lust reaching a fever pitch. As I walked into the house, Cassandra spoke, “Have a nice trip?” My desire for her doubled and then doubled again when first, I heard her sexy voice and then saw her standing naked in the kitchen. Remembering the rules, I set the bags down, dropped to my knees and slowly approached the object of my desire.

“Thank you, Ms. V; Thank you oh so, so much” kissing her over and over again as my dick pressed against its harness.

Cassandra squealed in delight “My, quite a greeting for only being apart a half-hour. You must have really missed her.” She allowed me to pray at her alter of womanhood for a little longer before telling me to go upstairs, get my clothes off and put Ms V’s latest gift away. When I return, and I returned as quickly as I could, I found my wife had prepared both the food and the place settings. Hers was at the usual spot at the table. Mine was on the floor facing her. The not so subtle implication was that I should be on my knees, available for Ms. V’s observation, as we shared breakfast. We ate and talked as normally with the exception I couldn’t pull my eyes away from my wife’s exposed charms.  When she had had her fill, she commented “wonderful breakfast. We should do this every Saturday. Don’t you think?” I agreed whole heartedly with the sentiment and added that next time we could include passion fruit. My wife laughing fired back “so you think you can handle more, big boy?” Trying to encourage another bout of sex I spoke from my position beneath the table, “I’ve got what it takes to satisfy Ms V, Mistress” The ominous reply came back to haunt me as she stood to leave, “we’ll just see about that, won’t we Ms V!” Departing for the bedroom she ordered, “Clean up the mess while I freshen, be done in 15 minutes.”

Once Cassandra was gone, I stood up and stretched to relieve my tense muscles (all but one). I quickly packaged the uneaten fruit, put it in the fridge and washed all the dishes. Finishing before my allotted time, I continued to tidy up the kitchen. That was how my wife found me when she returned in 15 minutes to the second. She was now dressed in revealing shorts and a halter top she knew I found sexy.

“Everything as it should be, my Mistress?” I asked using her phrase to inquire about my cleaning efforts.

Looking right at my crotch, she replied “definitely!” She continued, “In fact, I think it’s time I give my cock a little exercise. Get over here now!” I practically ran over to where she was standing. Grabbing my arms, she deftly cuffed them behind a pillar next to her work area. With me immobilized, she then produced a key from her pocked and held it before my eyes. “You know what this unlocks?” she queried.

“My cock, Mistress?” I asked hopefully.

My cock!” she responded forcefully.

“I stand corrected, Mistress, Your cock”.

“You’ll stand, alright” she said in an amused tone. “You’ll stand at attention for as long as I decide.” With that, she sat and released my captive bull from the gate. It sprang free and rose to greet her like a private welcoming a five-star general. She began by pulling and tugging at my balls, “nice and full I see.” I could only groan at the sudden attention granted to my week-long deprived sex organs. “Are you ready for a pop quiz?” The emphasis on the word pop only inflamed my desire further. “Ms. V has a few questions for you.” Her fingers moved up my shaft making it more difficult for me to concentrate on the conversation. “Ready?”

“Yes Mistress” almost purring due to the exquisite sensations resulting from her handiwork.

“Recite Rule #6” she commanded.

With her delicate fingers dancing on my most sensitive areas, focusing on the question was difficult to say the least. I tried to think but I couldn’t associate the number to its rule with her so expertly teasing my cock. I guessed…

“Wrong!” she responded and slapped my cock with enough force to elicit a grunt of pain. “Rule #6 states that you must always ask Ms. V’s permission to orgasm in the following manner: Would it please you for me to squirt Ms. V?” She asked the question again “Recite Rule #6.” Of course this time I got it right and was rewarded with soft, teasing caresses again. This continued on and on. Through repetition and Pavlovian training, she had me memorize and recite Ms. V’s commands word for word although my cock was red and stinging by the time that she was satisfied. “I hope for your sake you remember these” she stated ominously, “we will continue these tests every day until you get it right.” That gave me hope. I was pretty sure I could memorize these rules quickly and receive the rewards that came with correct answers. Cassandra dashed my hope of this when she added, “You do know that Ms. V can change the rules at any time.” With that menacing comment, my wife left me alone. Cuffed to the pillar, I could do nothing but wait for her return while considering my plight. I had let Cassandra shave, tease, deny, dominate and lock my cock. I had no idea what my sexy wife turned dominatrix would think of next. However, using the weekend so far as guide, it would not be boring.

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2 responses

  1. Perfection!

    June 25, 2011 at 5:14 pm

    • q

      Thank You my exotic Mistress. Knowing that I have brought a smile to your lovely lips makes everything worthwhile.

      June 25, 2011 at 10:44 pm

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