4 comments/ 16793 views/ 5 favorites Lisa - Destiny Unfolding By: AussieOwen Disclaimer All persons or entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, or entities, existing or previously existing, is entirely coincidental. "Hello, WC Auto Service, how may we help you?" "I need to get a service done on my Toyota Corolla" said Lisa. "Can you do it in my driveway this Saturday at 11am?" "Please hold while I check our bookings." There was a brief pause on the line. "That should be fine. Our mechanic, Brad, will be able to do it." "Great," said Lisa. "My address is 285 Altona Street. I'll be expecting Brad on Saturday. Bye." Lisa Jackson was 35 years of age, 5'8" and was an average weight for her height. She worked out at least three times a week and also tutored self-defense classes on Tuesday evenings at the local high school. Her body was toned with well-defined curves. Her hair was shoulder length and brown, but she kept it in a loose "up-do" showing off her long neck. She had an aura of confidence and good health about her. Lisa was currently head of security at a nearby shopping mall, with 25 people reporting to her. She worked for IXX Secure, a top-notch security firm. She had been in that role for two years and was extremely shocked and disappointed when she was recently passed over for a promotion to area manager covering five malls. Lisa had always been career-focused and achieved her goals through commitment and hard work. She had started her working life by joining the police department where she spent eight years as a uniformed officer and five years as detective. While she was a detective, she spent a year doing undercover work and a year doing hi-tech surveillance. She left the force as a Detective Sergeant to take on the security role at nearly double her police salary. Lisa maintained strong friendships with half a dozen officers still on the force and kept regular contact with them. Lisa's private life had included a couple of steady relationships that lasted 2 - 3 years. She blamed her shift work as a cop as the biggest reason the relationships went cold. When she was not in a relationship, she couldn't fight off the urge to get off at least once a week. She even had a collection of toys in her bedside drawer. Sexually, she was a late bloomer but learned how much she enjoyed getting off when she was 18 and found her parents' stash of porn videos. She always took the opportunity to watch the tapes and play with herself when her parents went away for the weekend and left her home alone. Through watching the tapes she had found she wasn't adverse to the girl/girl scenes. In fact, they turned her on. Over the years, she had a couple of one-night encounters with women, finding little interest in pleasuring them but intense sexual satisfaction when they went down on her. Lisa now lived in her own house and planned to pay off the mortgage within 12 months. The house was a modest two story with three bedrooms upstairs and the living areas downstairs. There was a garage on the side of the house and in the back yard was a semidetached small studio/guest room with an en suite bathroom. Lisa had the studio set up as her gym complete with a mirror wall, floor mats and a treadmill. It was now Saturday and Brad was browsing his mornings schedule on his PDA. "No big jobs. I should easily finish by lunchtime," he thought to himself. Brad worked for WC Auto Service and operated their mobile service unit. He had done his trade training with WC Auto Service and stayed on as a mechanic. Being a mechanic was natural to Brad. He had developed a passion for motorbikes in his teen years and spent many hours working on his and his friends' motocross bikes. He was now 24 years old, but living at home with his parents. Brad was 5'10" and on the lighter side of average for his height. He had a steady girlfriend of two years and they were planning to get their own place once their finances allowed. At 10:55 am Brad pulled into Lisa's driveway. Brad rang the doorbell and Lisa appeared at the door in her gym leotards. "Ms. Jackson?" Brad asked. "You must be Brad from WC Auto Service," Lisa said, smiling. When Brad looked at her questioningly, she continued teasingly, "It says it on your shirt." Brad grinned sheepishly when she gave him the car keys. "This is only a minor service. So I'll be about 40 minutes," Brad explained. "Follow me," said Lisa as she wandered past him and across to the garage. Brad admired Lisa's form in the leotard as he followed behind her. "Well there is the car. I'm about to start my exercises, so I'll most likely be in the gym when you finish. You can just go through the door at the back of the garage and you will find the gym." "No problem," Brad replied as he turned back to his vehicle to get his equipment. Lisa disappeared back into the house. Brad completed the service, packed up his equipment and grabbed his bookwork from his van. He went to the glove compartment of Lisa's Corolla to fill out the service log. When he grabbed the book, he noticed something else in a plastic bag in there. Curiosity got the best of him. He pulled it out and his pulse raced as he recognized that it was a vibrator. Quickly glancing over his shoulder to make sure he was alone, Brad undid the bag seal and brought the bag to his nose. Inhaling deeply, his cock went instantly rock hard at the strong women scent filling his nostrils and Brad's images of Lisa in her leotard. Reluctantly, Brad put the plastic bag back and completed the paper work. He went to find Lisa by going through the garage and out to the gym. The gym door was open and fast beat music was pumping inside. Brad stood in the doorway, greeted by a rear view of Lisa on all fours doing thigh stretches. Lisa slowly stood and muted the music when she saw him watching her. "How did it go?" she asked. "All done. It comes to $250," he replied. "Would you like to pay in cash or with a credit card?" "Oh. That's a little more than I was hoping to pay. Is there anything I can do so you will reconsider the fee?" Lisa asked coyly as she dropped her gaze to his bulging pants and lingering there before making eye contact again. Brad's mind began to swim. His pulse raced. He always thought he would be faithful to his girlfriend, but now his hormones were making the decisions. Lisa knew Brad's hesitation meant that she had him. Before he could reply, she stepped forward and put her hand on his pants, pressing against his cock. "Let's say we fire the rocket and call it an even $150," said Lisa softly into Brad's ear. "O-O-OK," Brad stuttered as he thought he was going to come in his pants. "T-T-That sounds fair but you won't tell anyone?" "Of course not," Lisa purred, pretending to be offended. "It'll be our little secret." said Lisa. "Well, I need a shower first and from the looks of you, you could use one as well. Just go through that door and jump in the shower. I'll go grab a rubber from the house and come back and join you." Brad entered the en suite, quickly took off his clothes and threw them in a pile on the floor. He got the shower temp right and stepped in. Lisa returned with a condom and placed it on the sink top. She then peeled off her leotard while Brad watched. He was mesmerized by her toned body; firm breasts and neatly trimmed bush. She entered the shower cubicle and embraced him under the full flow of water. Brad's cock was pressed up between their stomachs. Lisa moved back a little and grabbed his cock with one hand, maneuvering it so the head pressed against her pussy lips and started rubbing the shaft. Brad lost control of himself and came all over Lisa's bush and inside her thighs. "Oh," Lisa said, with a wry smile. "And you have me all turned on. How about sucking my clit and making me come," she said as more a statement than a question. "Sure" said Brad feeling a little more embarrassed than disappointed at the fact that he didn't get to actually fuck her. Lisa then washed the come off of her pussy and thighs. They both got out and toweled off in silence. Lisa led Brad to a floor mat in the gym. She laid back on it, parted her knees and motioned for Brad to eat her. Brad had the knack when it came to eating pussy and eagerly took up the task. At first Brad slowly and gently ran his tongue up between Lisa's pussy lips, avoiding direct contact with her clit. He repeated this couple of more times until Lisa grabbed his head and thrust her hips upward to get direct contact on her clit. Brad knew then what she wanted. There was more to Lisa's arousal than just the skilled oral assault. She thought maybe it was her position of control over Brad. She lay there as the pleasure built and turned to the wall mirror. Lisa watched as Brad's hand caressed her buttocks and his head bobbed around her crotch. Brad moved his hands around to the insides of Lisa's thighs, using his thumbs to part her pussy lips, He sucked Lisa's clit into his mouth, swirling his tongue against it over and over again. Lisa came powerfully watching the action in the mirror. When Brad came up for air, he moved to lay beside Lisa on the mat. "Well I wouldn't like you to feel unsatisfied with the arrangement Brad." said Lisa. "So come back in the evening next week and you can screw me proper." Brad thought for a moment. "How about Thursday?" "It's a date," said Lisa, smiling coyly. They got dressed and Brad changed the docket from $250 to $150. Whistling to himself, he left. After Brad left, Lisa went into the house and sat at her PC. She carefully reviewed the hidden camera video of Brad eating her pussy. It clearly showed Brad's face but not hers and not showing the unique tattoo of the flock of bluebirds on her inner thighs. Lisa sighed with satisfaction. It had all gone to plan! ...... Four Weeks Prior Lisa was in her office at the mall and the phone rang. She looked at the display and recognized the number as Steve Black's, the national manager of her firm, IXX Secure. "Hi, Steve." she answered. "Hello, Lisa. Bad news I'm afraid. We are promoting Dave to area manager. You were very close to getting the job but there was a red review provided by the beauty salon, Oh Yeah Beauty, which dropped your score." Lisa was stunned for a moment. Then suppressing her anger, she replied tightly, "Oh, thanks for letting me know, Steve," before hanging up the phone without letting him say more. "That is bullshit!" Lisa exclaimed. "What the fuck did that bitch Cara say about me?" Lisa puzzled out loud. Cara was manager of Oh Yeah Beauty, a salon which offered waxing and manicuring services as well as selling boutique beauty products. Cara had seven people working in the salon and split her time between the business admin and servicing customers. She was 26 years old, 5' 3" tall, had a slim build and blonde hair which she kept short. Lisa left her office and headed down to see her confident Angie in the mall administration. Last year Lisa had helped Angie track down her 16 year old daughter when she ran away from home with her boyfriend. So Angie was keen to repay her debts to Lisa. "Hi, Angie." "Angie, I need to see the last mall customer feedback report from Oh Yeah Beauty. Do you have it?" "Now Lisa, you know it's against company policy for me to show you confidential documents," Angie said for effect in case anyone was listening. She rifled through her filing cabinets and found the document Lisa was looking for. She gave the copy to Lisa. "I know you will not let anyone know I gave this to you," said Angie in a conspiratorial whisper. "Thanks. I'll make sure it's cool," Lisa said, pocketing the form. Lisa reviewed the report when she returned to her office. In the comments section on the form, Lisa read the damaging text: "The head of mall security never provides a timely response when we advise of suspected thieves." "What the hell?" Lisa nearly shouted. Her team had apprehended persons on every account where the salon had called. "I don't know what that bitch Cara is up to, but I'm going to screw her life up," Lisa vowed. On Thursday, that section of the mall was due to have locks, cameras and other security devices inspected. Lisa scheduled herself as part of the three-person team to do it. On Thursday, Lisa prepared her equipment bag for the inspection. She had brought along some extra equipment which she slipped into the bag. She stepped out of her office into the security staff room where Adam and Wayne were waiting with their bags to start the inspections. "I'll do Oh Yeah Beauty, Books R Us and Bats n Balls. You guys cover the other six stores we have listed for today." Adam and Wayne headed off to begin their assignments, thinking to themselves that it was good that the boss got involved in the shop floor tasks. Lisa entered Oh Yeah Beauty, checking the glass door locks and magnetic sensors on the way in. There were two cameras in the business, one over the cash register and one over the retail stock. Lisa checked with her monitoring crew via radio and confirmed the function of the cameras. She proceeded to the rear of the store where there was a stock room, office, and ablution. The office had a rear door that allowed access from the service corridor. Lisa took a breath and knocked on the office door, knowing she was most likely to see Cara. Cara opened the door. When she recognized Lisa, she nervously said, "Hi. What's up?" Lisa fought her emotions to act cool. "Just doing the quarterly checks. I need to check the service door." "Go for it. I've got an appointment now, so excuse me," said Cara as she brushed past Lisa. Lisa entered the office and closed the door behind her. She placed her bag on the desk and quickly placed an audio bug under the desk and a discrete IP monitor on the PC network cable. She went on to check the service door lock and magnetic sensor. She exited the office and passed Cara on the way out. "All good," said Lisa. "Thanks," said Cara. Over the next week, Lisa recorded Cara's office conversations and monitored net traffic from Cara's office. From the conversations she overheard, Lisa deduced that Cara was in a steady relationship with Brad, a mechanic with WC Auto Service. She also worked out that Cara still lived at home and was planning on moving in with Brad when they were in a financial position to do so. It was also apparent that Cara was doing part time study on Thursday evenings for a B Bus. Overall, network traffic showed nothing remarkable except for a number of visits to www.missdom.org. "Wow a lesbian Domme/sub site" Lisa said to herself, a bit intrigued by her discovery about Cara. Lisa went on to the site and created a login under the username " MizzDesire." She monitored the comings and goings of other users, cross checking with the IP traffic on Cara's PC. It was obvious that Cara was logging in as "veenus." After reading through several posts to "veenus," it was clear that Cara desired to be a sub. The other thing that became clear trawling through the site was that it made Lisa extremely excited. On a number of occasions she had to lock her office door and rub her clit to get off. Over the next week Lisa, under the guise of MizzDesire, nurtured a relationship with Cara on missdom.org until Cara asked if Lisa wanted to go into a private chat room. "MizzDesire" agreed. "Would You be my online Mistress?" typed Cara. "I desire to serve You." After a slight pause Lisa responded, "Will you do what you are told, without question or hesitation?" Cara replied quickly, "Yes." Lisa typed, "you will address me as 'Mistress.' you will be online at 1pm tomorrow to do as I say." "Yes, Mistress." Cara replied. Lisa gave Cara instructions for offline activities that she was to do to prepare herself. Lisa went offline, jumped up and locked her office door as she sunk her hand down the front of her pants to her soaking pussy, bringing on a quick orgasm. Lisa sat back in her office chair and planned her first assault on Cara's life by wrecking her relationship with Brad. She found the number for WC Auto Service and picked up the phone. ..... It was now Monday, Brad was heading off to his first job on his list but couldn't stop thinking about his encounter he had with Lisa on Saturday and the date for Thursday. These euphoric thoughts were countered by anxiety at his cheating on Cara and cheating his employer. Lisa had got her must do morning jobs out of the way and headed out in the mall and down to Oh Yeah Beauty. She entered the store and saw Cara at the checkout finalizing a sale. Lisa approached the counter and made eye contact with Cara who acknowledged her with a quick smile as she gave change to the customer in front of Lisa. "Hello, Cara. I want to get a bikini wax on Friday afternoon. I am a little shy and am wondering if you can fit me in." Cara flicked the pages on the appointment book and ran her finger down Friday's page. "I can do 2:15," she said. Lisa felt herself being turned on by the encounter with Cara, as she knew she was gaining some control on her. "That would be good, I'll see you then," Lisa said as she turned and exited the store. At the end of the day, Lisa returned home and ran herself a warm bath. She sat on the edge of the bath and shaved her pussy and legs before sinking into the bath and rubbing her clit to an explosive orgasm. It was Tuesday. Lisa was wearing her camel colored skirt suit. In the afternoon Lisa logged in to missdom.org for her planned meeting with Cara. Lisa locked her office door and grabbed a USB camera from her drawer. Cara came on line and they went straight to private chat. "Hello, Mistress," typed Cara. "Hello veenus, were you a good girl and do as I said yesterday?" asked Lisa. "Yes, Mistress. I put clothes pegs on each nipple and one on my clit for an hour last night," typed Cara. "Did it make u cum?" "Sorry, Mistress. i tried to resist... but i was so horny when i removed the pegs that i couldn't help myself. i had to rub my clit... i came." Over the past week Cara had intimated in the chat room to Lisa about her private life and boyfriend. She learned even though Cara had been online pursuing her fantasies she had never physically been with another woman. "You know a good submissive would have done exactly as they were told. you came without My permission. you will be punished. I forbid you from having sex with your boyfriend for a week. Tell him you have woman trouble and can't be intimate." "Yes, Mistress." "Good girl." "Now, veenus, I have a treat for you. I'll be back in a minute." Lisa then stood and pulled down her panties. She pulled her skirt up high, sat back down and removed her panties over her shoes. Lisa hooked up the USB cam and positioned it on the desk looking back at her crotch. She then spread her legs placing her heels on the desk. She looked at the cam window and adjusted the cam so it had a nice shot of her pussy and inner thighs, including her tattoos. Finally she clicked on the camera icon in her chat window. "I'm back. do you like what you see?" typed Lisa. "Oh yes, Mistress!" "What would you do if you were here?" "Anything my, Mistress desired," replied Cara. "I would make you lick the juice from my pussy and suck my clit." "Yes, Mistress. Would You like me to suck Your clit until you came?" Lisa didn't reply, but Cara could see Lisa's hand go down to her pussy when she convulsed in orgasm. As this happened, Cara put her own hand down to her crotch and pressured her clit through her pants making herself come. "You will be online tomorrow at 2 pm," typed Lisa. She disconnected before Cara could reply. It was now Thursday afternoon and Lisa had just returned home from work. She quickly showered and dressed up with black suspenders, stockings and G string with matching lacy bra. She put on a black mini skirt and lemon blouse. Then, she over finished with some black glossy stilettos. Lisa double checked the shot of the two hidden cams focused on the sofa. Everything was ready to roll when the doorbell rang. Lisa - Destiny Unfolding Ch. 02 Disclaimer All persons or entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, or entities, existing or previously existing, is entirely coincidental. Lisa flicked through Marcia's personal file as she sat in front of the security monitoring station at the mall. Marcia was nearly 30 years old and was separated from her husband. Marcia was 5' 7" tall and weighed 55kg, keeping her weight down exclusively by diet measures, rather than including any regular exercise. She was naturally a brunette but Lisa had only ever seen her as a peroxide blonde with a "Monroe" hairstyle. Cara had told Lisa that Marcia struggled to make ends meet with mortgage payments and was all ways keen to pick up extra shifts. Lisa was watching the image from the camera overseeing the checkout area at Oh Yeah Beauty. "Now I have you" Lisa thought to herself as she watched Marcia take cash from a customer and deposit it in her handbag. She watched as Marcia then started her shop close up routine so Lisa copied a video file to her thumb drive and hurried out the door, instructing Adam on her radio to resume his position at the monitoring station. As Lisa arrived at Oh Yeah Beauty, she could see Marcia lowering one of the two roller doors at the front of the shop. Lisa entered through the remaining opening. "Hello Marcia" Lisa said in a cold voice. Marcia knew Lisa wasn't there on a social call and was a little nervous as she replied, "Oh, Lisa, I am just closing up, can I help you with something?" "Finish securing the shop front then you and I need to have little chat." Marcia was quiet as she finished closing the roller doors and switched the lighting to business closed mode. "Perhaps we should go to the office," Lisa said, as she turned and headed for the salon office without waiting for Marcia's response. Marcia followed silently and entered the office as Lisa closed the door behind her. "Well Marcia, do you know why I'm here?" Marcia was 99% sure but didn't want to incriminate herself so she replied with a slight stammer "n-no" as she could feel herself blush and eyes starting to well with a tear. "I told you if you didn't stop deceiving your employer I would tell them what is going on, now I see you at it today," said Lisa. "Would you like to see the video of you putting money in your bag?" "Can we work something out" pleaded Marcia, "I'll lose my job." "I really don't know, I will need to have a look through my procedure manuals," said Lisa. "But I will need to detain you here until I have resolved the options." Marcia nodded in agreement. Lisa cleared the desk and instructed Marcia to sit on the end. Marcia hesitated. "If you want my help you need to do as I say," said Lisa. "Now do you want my help?" "Yes" replied Marcia as she pushed herself up to sit on the end of the desk. Lisa grabbed a sports bag from the corner of the office and from the bag produced a bundle of Velcro straps. She grabbed Marcia's right ankle and lashed it to closest leg of the desk. She then grabbed Marcia's left ankle and pushed it to the adjacent desk leg, which parted Marcia's knees. As Marcia's left ankle was lashed, she puzzled "what are you doing?" "I told you if you want my help do as I tell you, now be quiet," Lisa said in a stern voice. "Now lay back and put your hands up to the corners of the desk." As Marcia complied Lisa bound her wrists to the other legs of the desk. Lisa returned to the bag and produced a large pair of scissors. Marcia was wearing a knee length close fitting white dress and flat white leather shoes. Lisa started cutting the dress from the bottom hem straight up the front. "Wha" Marcia started to say. However, she was cut off by Lisa "Did I ask you to speak?" in a quick masterful voice. Marcia remained silent as Lisa finished the cut and with a few more cuts from the sleeves had reduced Marcia's dress to some pieces of fabric that Lisa could easily remove. In a few more small cuts Lisa had made it easy to pull off Marcia's bra and panties. Lisa applied some hand pressure to Marcia's ribs and Marcia complied rolling side to side so Lisa could remove the last of the clothing remnants. Lisa stood back looking at Marcia, naked except for her shoes, bound to the desk. "You wait here and think about your situation, I'll be back later." Lisa exited through the door to the service corridor. Marcia could hear the door lock behind Lisa and lay there, limply testing her restraints and starting to sob thinking about the situation she was in. ...... 3 months prior. Lisa was seated on her sofa, sipping a latte and gazing blankly out the front window pondering the strange twist of events that led her to discovering herself as a Domme, developing a relationship with Cara and the high it gave her. She thought about the range of toys, restraints, and clothing that she had bought. She was thinking of the many things she had read in the Domme forum on missdom.org when the sound of a car horn out front caught her attention. Brad and Cara had arrived with their possessions in a small van that Brad had borrowed from work. Brad and Cara move into a spare room in Lisa's house. They all sat down and worked out a routine sharing domestic jobs and preparation of evening meals. Their daily routines varied slightly. They all worked Mon to Fri and Brad worked every second Saturday until 1pm. Brad left for work at 7.00am, Lisa at 8.30am and Cara at 9.00am. Brad helped at friend's motorbike shop on Monday evenings, Lisa instructed at self-defense classes on Tuesday evenings and Cara had study on Thursday evenings. On Friday evenings Brad and Cara usually went to a bar that was popular with local high school graduates of their age. This gave Lisa and Cara opportunities to be together on Monday evenings and every second Saturday morning. Brad and Cara had moved in on a Tuesday and on Friday of that week they invited Lisa to go with them to their favorite bar. As Brad opened the door, crisp loud music hit them in the face. Lisa followed Brad and Cara through the door, there was a band playing a cover of "Crack the Shutters" at one end of the room. Lisa, feeling her ten year seniority, motioned to the others to go to a table at other end of the bar where the music intensity was slightly lower. The crowd was lively and growing, many of the people giving Brad and Cara acknowledging hand gestures and smiles as they past. They were on to their second round of drinks when a tall figure, looking slightly intoxicated, approached the table. It was Ray, an acquaintance of Cara and Brad at best, a serial pest normally. Ray was a disenchanted man who had been in high school with Brad. His social status had diminished greatly since those days when he was physically mature earlier than most and was naturally athletic, now he flipped burgers while his peers had good jobs. "Brad, are you going to introduce me to your mom?" said Ray. If looks could kill Ray would have been snap frozen by Lisa's facial response. "She is not my mom Ray" was all Brad could come up. Lisa could tell Brad and Cara were a little intimidated, but she wasn't. "We really don't want to talk to you, please go away," she said. "Oh Brad have you been working out, it doesn't look like it" quipped Ray. Cara said, "I think it's time to leave." "Agreed" replied Lisa. As they stood Ray moved around to stand in the path to the door. Lisa stepped ahead. "Oh Brad is your mom looking out for you" goaded Ray. Lisa was going to restrain Ray and end his offense, but after that comment she was going to hurt him. She turned back to Brad and said "now do exactly as I say, stand on my right side, stand still, and tell Ray to get fucked." Brad nervously positioned himself on Lisa's right. Lisa knew she was exposed to assault charges if she struck first so she needed Ray to hit her. "Get f-fucked Ray." Brad managed to get out in a moderate tone. Lisa had a canny knack to read the play in these situations, to her it was almost like a slow motion scene from "The Matrix." Ray stepped forward and thrust a right upper cut at Brad's chin, Lisa swayed to her right, and Ray's knuckles glanced her right shoulder deflecting his blow into the air past Brad's face. As Ray didn't really connect his footing was destabilized and he leaned forward slightly. At the same time Lisa's right hand was travelling upward, the heel of her palm first contacting Ray's top lip and tearing his frenulum before smashing into the underside of his nose. Rays eyes were instantly flooded and couldn't see, he felt blood flowing from his nose down his chin and such burning pain from his lip. He backed away in surrender holding his face. That night, as Lisa lay in her bed, it was the first time she clearly heard Brad and Cara having sex. She only needed a little contact from her finger to bring a wave of pleasure as she anticipated her first session with Cara the following morning. Lisa woke at 6.30am and headed to her en suite bathroom. She emerged from the shower and dressed in a plain black corset that cupped her breasts like two hands, just covering her nipples. The bottom of the corset covered half way down her buttocks with a tapering point highlighting the curves of her ass and at the front it extended to the top on her mons. She pulled on black stockings with suspenders attached to her corset and finally a black G-string. Over the top she put on a loose sweat shirt and track pants before heading downstairs. Brad was heading out the front door as Lisa entered the living area."Oh Hi Lisa" said Brad. "I'm off to work so will see you after lunch" "Ok Brad, bye" said Lisa as she felt her pulse increasing at the arrival of her special time with Cara. Lisa could hear the front door click shut as she entered the kitchen to find Cara in her robe eating a piece of toast. "Good morning Cara, Brad has just left, I want you to finish your toast then go and shower, I'll put some clothing on your bed that I want you to put on before you come back downstairs." "Yes Mistress" Cara replied in a tone of anticipation. As Cara showered Lisa went through items in her drawer that she had acquired for her time with Cara. She gathered her selection and proceeded to Cara's room where she laid the items out on the bed. Lisa returned to her room, remove the track pants and sweat shirt and put on her black stilettos. She admired her form as she passed the dresser mirror before heading back downstairs. Cara dried herself and could feel the arousal building as she hung the towel in the bathroom and walked naked back to her room. On her bed she found four subtle leather cuffs and a matching collar, nothing else. Cara nearly came on the spot when she realized she was to be naked except for a neck collar and cuffs on her wrists and ankles. It was a struggle for Cara not to touch herself as she adorned her body with the leather pieces. She focused her mind and headed off downstairs. Cara found Lisa in the Kitchen and stood quietly in front of her Mistress. She took in the visions of her Mistress as Lisa circled her examining her body before Lisa spoke from behind her. "Do you want to please your Mistress, will you do as you're told?" "Yes" replied Cara. Lisa slapped Cara's right buttock, not hard but sharply "It's Yes Mistress, got it?" "Yes Mistress" "That's better," said Lisa as she lightly caressed the reddened area on Cara's ass. Lisa moved back around in front of Cara, taking her hands and bringing them close so she could lock the wrist cuffs together. Lisa then grabbed two small spring clamps from the kitchen bench and carefully fastened them to Cara's nipples. Lisa then stood looking into Cara's eyes as her right hand squeezed Cara's left breast then travelled over stomach, over her bound hands and to the warmth between Cara's legs. Lisa's index finger slowly moved up and probed Cara. "Cara you little slut, you're dripping" Lisa withdrew her hand as she felt Cara push her hips forward, "You are not to come unless I give you permission, is that clear?" "Yes Mistress" Lisa took hold of the collar on Cara's neck and led her to the lounge room where she pressured Cara's shoulders so she dropped to her knees on the floor in front of an armchair. "Did I hear you and Brad fucking last night?" "Yes Mistress." Lisa sat in the arm chair, placing her ankles over the arms and pulling her G string to the side while looking at Cara. Lisa shivered as she ran a fingertip through her juices then smeared them on her clit. "Tell me, who initiated the sex?" "After you were so powerful in the bar last night I was really turned on. When Brad came to the bedroom after brushing his teeth I was on the bed, naked on my hands and knees with my ass in the air and rubbing my clit, and, well, Brad gave me a good fucking." "I see," said Lisa. You really are a little slut aren't you?" "Yes Mistress" "Now Cara, come over and lick your Mistress's clit, and if you do a good job I might allow you to come" "Yes Mistress" replied Cara as she walked forward on her knees and positioned herself to please Lisa. Cara began with slow gentle action as Lisa squirmed. Cara's breasts rested on the edge of the chair cushion and movement amplified the sensations of the clamps on her nipples. She started to withdraw to reduce the intensity of stimulation on her nipples but Lisa had different needs putting her hands behind Cara's head, pushing toward her crotch. Cara resumed her engagement with Lisa's clit with a much increased tempo and vigor. Lisa moaned, moving her legs so her stiletto heels were pressing into Cara's back like spurs further upping the intensity until Lisa came in two big waves, finally releasing her grip on Cara. Cara sat back, her nipples numb, stinging pains in her back from the contact with Lisa's stilettos and with such a burning desire to rub her clit. "May I come now Mistress?" Cara pleaded. "Yes my little slut, you have pleased your Mistress" Cara reclined to lay on her back, her bound hands moved straight to her crotch and gave her what she needed. Cara gave a little shout as she came on the floor in front of Lisa. Lisa stood and helped Cara to her feet, Cara being careful to avoid any contact with the clamps or her hypersensitive nipples. Lisa removed the bind between Cara's wrists then carefully removed the nipple clamps. "I want to make sure you are focused and fresh when we have our sessions Cara, so you are not to have sex the day before any of our planned sessions," Lisa instructed, "is that understood?" "Yes Mistress." "One more thing now Cara, to help me be a better Mistress and understand your needs I want you to write down some of your fantasies or stories that turn you on and email them to me." "Yes Mistress." "That will do for our session today, Monday evening is our next opportunity." "Yes Mistress." It was now 6.00am on Monday, Lisa woke to the muffled noises of Brad and Cara having sex. She lay there until she hears Brad's vehicle leaving the driveway then called out from her bed. "Cara, come to your Mistress." Cara appeared in the doorway of Lisa's room, dressed in a white robe. "Y-yes Mistress" replied Cara knowing she was in trouble. "Take off your robe and bend over the bed, knees spread "said Lisa. Cara silently complied as Lisa rose from the bed, naked, as that is how she normally slept. Lisa moved behind Cara and spread her pussy lips. "I can see Brad's cum, you have disobeyed my instruction" "I'm sorry Mistress, I woke and Brad was sucking my left nipple, he had made me really wet and I couldn't help myself." "You must be disciplined," said Lisa. Lisa slapped Cara's ass, hard and repeatedly, making her buttocks red and feel like they were burning. Cara remained there silently as she could hear Lisa getting something from the top drawer. She turned her head slightly to see Lisa applying lube to a small clear silicon butt plug. "Now relax Cara" said Lisa as she spread Cara's buttocks and eased the butt plug into position. Cara began to breathe again as she felt the limit reached. Lisa then climbed back into bed, holding the covers open and inviting Cara to lay with her. The two spooned as they dozed, Lisa could occasionally feel the flange of the butt plug against her pubic bone. Lisa's alarmed sounded at 8.00 am and Lisa instructed Cara to get her shower ready. Lisa and Cara shared the shower as Cara washed her Mistress. Lisa turned to face Cara's right shoulder and took hold of the butt plug flange with her left hand. Lisa put her right hand down to Cara's pussy and began to rub her clit. Cara started a small gyration of her hips as Lisa began to fuck her ass with the butt pug whilst rubbing her clit. "Do you want to come my little slut? " Lisa whispered into Cara's ear. "Ohh yeess Mistress" moaned Cara. "Well you can't" said Lisa. "This is your punishment for disobedience," as she withdrew her hands. Lisa stepped out of the shower, turning back to Cara, as she towelled "no playing with yourself while I'm gone, if you are good I will let you come tonight." Lisa left the bathroom as Cara washed herself. It was Tuesday morning and the sun had started to flood through the window into Lisa's room. Lisa was subconsciously aware of the noise of Brad's work vehicle leaving the house and then feeling the presence of someone watching her. She woke to see Cara, with puppy eyes, standing beside her bed. Cara was naked and turned slowly to show Lisa she had the butt plug in place. Cara's appeal worked and without any words spoken Lisa lifted the covers inviting Cara to her. The two dozed as they spooned for an hour before the alarm started. Again without any words spoken, Cara showered with Lisa, washing her Mistress. Their contact in the shower is generally affectionate without being sexual. This becomes their Mon – Fri routine. During quiet periods at work Cara writes her fantasies and erotic stories then emails them Lisa. Lisa would read these at work as soon as she had a chance, usually resulting in Lisa having to lock her office door and get herself off. As well as the general theme of submission and mild pain, Lisa could see themes of exhibitionism, humiliation, and sex with strangers in Cara's writings. The final fantasy received made Lisa think to herself that Cara was a really an erotic volcano as she read, "I am a servant to a very wealthy socialite couple in their 40's. One of my duties is to be available on the evenings of their dinner parties that they held regularly. Before the party starts I am to be showered and dressed in my French maid outfit, with short black skirt and fishnet stocking but no underwear. Just before the guests are ushered to the dining hall I am helped onto the table by the senior maid. The table is circular with seating for 10 guests. I position myself on my back on a Lazy Susan is in the middle of the table. I raise my knees up to my chest and the senior maid binds my wrists to my ankles. She then gets the special salt and pepper holder. The holder is gold plated and one end has receptors for the crystal salt and pepper mills. The other end has two curved rods with spherical knobs on the ends. One knob is the size of a golf ball and the other about half that size. The rods are custom shaped to fit me and the senior maid applies a small amount of lube to the knobs before easing them into my pussy and ass. Small flanges on the holder provide limits on the insertions and at this point the salt and pepper mills are placed into the receptors. The party guests are usually couples in the same age group as my masters. The guests are seated and my masters slowly turn the Lazy Susan inviting their guest to admire their special holder for the salt and pepper mills. During the main meal the guests turn the Lazy Susan taking and replacing the mills and causing the knobs to apply pressures in different points inside me. This makes my juices start to flow freely and the guests start to comment and joke as they turn the Lazy Susan for everyone to see. My masters advise "don't touch her clit, she goes off like a fire cracker." After the meal the senior maid removes the mills and my masters invite their guests to watch as they start to push and pull the mills holder and rub my clit, forcing me to come and squirt all over the table."