4 comments/ 32063 views/ 11 favorites Mistress Mia Ch. 01 By: seagul30 Chapter 01: How It Began I was sitting in front of the computer and surfing randomly, tired after a long day. The door bell rang and after a quick glance on the computer clock -- 22:43 -- I got up to answer it, wondering who was paying me a visit at this hour. I opened the door and let out a little tired sigh. Outside stood Mia in her pink coat and a big smile. "Hi there!" she greeted gaily, then gave me a quick hug and went inside - without even being invited. I frowned at her back and returned her greeting with an irritated "hey". I closed the door and received the coat that was pushed into my arms, tried not to get annoyed by her intruding behaviour, and tried not to look too much at her firm behind as she walked towards my room. I shook my head once to clear it while hanging her coat on the rack in the entrance. Mia was this friend of a friend who had taken a special interest in me for the last few months. She had been here many times, but so far she had always asked before coming and she had always come in a more appropriate hour. Several times she had asked if she could spend the night, usually by the end of a video night with some of our friends, but nothing had ever happened between us. Don't get me wrong, she was a physically very attractive girl: rather short with brown hair down to her chin and a cute body, not in any porn-star kind of way but I must admit that more than once I had taken a long look at some part of her, usually the behind when she wasn't looking, trying to imagine what it would look like under the clothes. And in the lonely hours of night one of my favourite erotic fantasies was that of surprising her in the bathroom where I would force myself on her and later make her suck me as I came in her mouth. So, if she was the object of my nightly desire why not do something about it in real life then? Well, the fact was that the Mia in my fantasies and the Mia in real life were two completely different girls. The fantasy Mia, though looking exactly like the real Mia, would be coy and defenceless, and she would follow my slightest command. The real life Mia was a bit too pushy for me, which was confirmed by this untimely visit; and she was moody. I mean, she could be very sweet and then suddenly become angry at something with no apparent reason. Not that she would dare become angry with with me, she was five years younger, around the 20, and looked up to me and seemed to weigh my opinons rather highly. As when we were arguing over which movie to watch in the cinema; if we didn't agree on the exact movie it would always end up being one from MY pool of secondary choices, and she would take it with a smile or, at most, only a minor grumpiness. No, it wasn't towards me the problem was. It was for example when she was watching tv; then she could get all worked up about some small thing, like the clothes of the news host or a bad joke from a commentator or the lacking skill of the actors of some show. And she could use up all of my patience when telling me about the nerve of some idiotic ex-girlfriend who had said this or done that (and who of course became a good friend again a few days later). She was very judgemental but at the same time she was very sensible to what others said about her and how they behaved towards her, and she would easily get very offended. It was this moodiness that was a complete turn-off for me. I knew for a fact that she liked me and that she wanted our relationship to develop into something more; Martin, one of our common friends, more than hinted that some weekends ago in the quiet after-math of a party. I was pretty drunk and one hour earlier I had reached the talkative state where everything was interesting and everything interesting was to be discussed; now I was getting tired and left most of the talking to Martin. He was far beyond my state and was at his fourth beer past his limit (he later made a terrible mess in the bath room!). He was complaining about his non-existent sexual life. "... but YOU, you at least have Mia!" he explained with a drunk voice. "She's sooo sweet..!" He smiled happily for a moment, then turned to me with an angry stare. "Why haven't you fuckin' DONE something, man?! She's crazy about you, y'lucky bastard!" I wasn't really that surprised; I had sensed something from her, but he seemed to know something that I didn't and asked him to explain. "Jenny told me, and she also told me that you were an IDIOT for not noticing!" I told him that I was happy with how things were now and I wanted it to stay like this. She was my friend and if I started fucking her it would all get complicated. Besides, I wasn't that desperate; I knew a few girls who could be up for something if I worked a little on them, you know what I mean... "So why the fuck are you hangin' around her all the time, man?! You're fuckin' keepin' her off the market! She thinks it'll lead somewhere with you!" I explained him that she was a breath of fresh air, a nice change in my everyday, and that although I would eventually get irritated by her moodiness I enjoyed her company, or at least it was better than doing nothing. Now my breath of fresh air had come for this late-hour visit, and I honestly wasn't in the mood for her right now. I decided to let her stay for just a while out of friendliness and then nicely but firmly throw her out. Mia went into my room, threw herself on the couch and turned on the tv. I was on my way over to the computer when I heard her call out loudly: "A cup of tea would be splendid!" She really acted like a spoiled brat sometimes. "Then go make some," I answered while sitting down and directing my attention on my previous surfing. "I'd really like you to make me some..." she said with a sweet voice and added: "Please!" I let out an irritated sigh to show her that I wasn't in the mood for her company, then I forced patience on myself and thought that it would be easier to kick her out soon if I did something nice to her. The tea was steaming hot as I returned to my room. Mia was laying on her stomach focused on the tv, some quiz show, and she let out a big laugh at something they said. "No dear, put it here please." She pointed to the floor below her head as I was about to put the cup on the coffee table. "I'll put it here, get it yourself when it's cooled off a bit," I said, refusing to give in to her spoiled request, and left the cup on the table I pretended not to notice her hurt expression as I returned to my computer. A while went by. "Come over here a moment, will you?" Her voice was bright but I could sense something in it, probably she was still offended. "What?" I asked without turning my eyes from the screen. "It's just... come over here and I'll tell you!" I grumbled irritatedly but went over to her. She smiled gaily at me and started to explain. "It's just that I've had such a tough day, and my feet are killing me... they are SO sore you won't believe it." She winked at me. "Won't you be a sweety and massage them for me a bit, just five or ten minutes?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing! "Listen," I said with all my patience mustered, "I've had a hard day myself and I'm really too tired for this. Actually, I was thinking of going to sleep anytime soon... Ok?" "Ok," she said a little sulkily and returned her gaze to the tv. She didn't take the hint about going to sleep. "At least give me my tea!" I heard her call as I turned to go back to my computer. "It's still too hot," I countered and moved along, "leave it be for a minute more." She snorted but didn't say a word. Another while went by. "How do you turn this thing on?" I heard her voice from where the tv was. I turned to see what she was doing and quickly went to stop her. "What are you doing? Don't put a movie on now, it's too late!" "It's something I think you should see, and it's really very short,"she said persuasively. "It's ten minutes at most! And I think it would interest you!" I looked at her. Just this and then I'll get her out, I thought to myself. I took the dvd from her hands and put it inside the machine, switched the channel to AV2. First there was nothing, then a picture appeared. It looked like some home video. It was taken inside an empty apartment and in the center stood a pretty blond girl. "Now, this is my new home!" the blond girl said happily and threw out her arms with a big smile. She turned around herself before returning her attention to the camera. "What do you say Mia, isn't it perfect?!" The camera looked probingly around in the apartment. "This is Stella's new place," Mia's voice sounded from behind the camera, "her new lair of seduction!" The two girls laughed girlishly. I gazed at the tv, thinking that it wouldn't be so bad to meet this friend of Mia sometime. Her slender waist was visible between the tight jeans and the short white shirt that also showed the delicious shape of her large round breasts. The picture zoomed in on her cute face and on different parts of her body on various occasions and I took it all in so that I could remember her; I resolved to make her the object of this night's fantasy, and my dick began to get hard in anticipation. The picture panned around the room, and then the girls walked around in the apartment, all the time fooling around and giggling like school girls. They went to a smaller room, then the bath room, the kitchen, the entrance, and back to the big room where they started. I was starting to get bored and let out a small sigh of irritation. Besides this lovely Stella girl, what was so important in this video that I had to see it? I turned my head towards Mia but she hushed me and pointed to the screen before I could say anything. The Mia in the tv said: "By the way, the guy I told you about lives just across the street from here." The camera moved to the window and zoomed in on a building that looked awfully familiar. "Where is it..? Where is it..? Here!" She found the right window and the picture of a back appeared -- my back! "Why, it's you!" said the Mia next to me on the couch with faked surprise. My muscles tensed. I got a strange feeling but couldn't move, could just sit and watch the video. "Here he is!" cried the Mia in the tv and zoomed in even more, making the picture jump around until she had her hand steady. The sound of approaching footsteps could be heard. "Can you see him?" sounded Stella's voice just next to the camera. "What's he doing?" "Let's see," said Mia's voice in the tv. Then she let out a startled cry. "Oh my god! He's jacking it off!" Only my back was visible but my right arm made the unmistakable rythmical motions of a masturbation. I looked at the video in a state of shock and my face turned crimson. I just stared at the tv without noticing Mia's smile getting bigger and bigger. "What?!" said Stella's voice and after a second's silence the whole picture jumped around to the hysteric laughs of the two girls. "Film it, film it!" Stella cried and the camera found my back again. The rhythmical hand motion continued and the me in the tv turned sideways on the chair so my moaning face, my erect my dick through the half-opened pants -- everything! - could be seen. A few times my head turned and looked at something on the table, my computer screen. The stroking rhythm intensified and finally came the climax; I ejaculated forcefully into a piece of toilet paper, my dick spasming. "He's cumming, he's cumming!" cried Stella breathlessly. The camera continued focusing on me. I sat for a little while with closed eyes and a satisfied smile, then I got up, whiped my dick and go out of the room. "It's so cool that we filmed it!" I heard Mia's voice laughing before the recording ended. Everything was silent. I sat without moving, all tense and embarrased. I didn't look at Mia but I knew that she was watching me with a big grin on her face. We sat like that for what seemed an eternity before she spoke: "Is your dick ok? The way you pulled on it I'm worried it didn't come off!" she said and laughed. My first reaction was that of indignation. "What the hell is that?!" I yelled turning my tomato-red face towards her. "Filming through other people's windows like that!!" I jumped up and pulled the dvd out of the machine. Mia was very calm. She started examining her finger nails. "You can keep that one," she said casually, " I've got extras," I threw the dvd on the floor. "Give me the original!" I demanded and held my hand out as if she had it with her. She looked up at me. "Ah, don't worry dear," she said soothingly, " I haven't showed it to anyone... yet!" The last she added looking me straight into the eyes with a twinkle while a small evil smile appeared on her mouth. I realized my situation and my anger vanished suddenly and was replaced by fear. My voice changed and became more controlled. "What do you want for the original recording?" I asked, ready to give her anything. "Oh, I think that I'll keep that for a little while more," she said nonchalantly. Then she added with an enthusiastic voice: "Stella's new apartment is really nice, don't you think? I think the girls would just love to see it! Maybe I should get them together to see the video some time..." "Mia..! Please! Please don't show it to anyone, please!" I whailed and looked pleadingly into her eyes. "Oh, of course I won't do that!" she said with reassurance and waved her hand like she had only made a joke. "As long as we're on good terms this secret will be between the two of us!" Somehow, her mention of "the two of us" made me feel uneasy as the thought of Stella ran across my mind. But I tried desperately to believe her and shook the uneasiness away. "Thank you thank you!" I sighed, relieved, while taking her hands in mine and squeezing them warmly. I was so happy about having gained Mia's reassurance and my mind was already thinking of how to get invited to Mia's home to find and destroy the original recording. Mia just sat beaming with delight. Now that things were more or less settled my embarrassment reemerged. I took an awkward look at Mia and turned to go back to my computer, to escape the situation. I ran the back of my hand over my sweaty forehead and took a deep breath. I had just sat down when I heard her: "Do you think my tea is cooler now?" I jumped up and went to fetch her the tea. She smiled at me and winked. "Thank you, you're so kind!" I went back to my screen and sat there for a while. I couldn't really concentrate on surfing, my heart was beating quickly, but here I could regain my composure after the shocking video. I shook my head a few times, disbelieving how this could have happened at all. How could I have been so careless? Usually I would take care of "such matters" in the black of night, or at least I would have gone to the toilet or rolled down the shades. I recognized the filmed occasion; it was only a few days ago, a Sunday afternoon, and my random surfing had led me to an article showing the "30 most gorgeous babes during the last decade". Needless to say, as I browsed through the pictures I got pretty arroused and without any thought of making use of the shades I grabbed the nearby toilet paper, found a picture that turned me immensively on, and started stroking my member. The picture showed a model I had never heard about before, a beautiful blond girl, posing on all fours without any clothes, but also without showing anything directly, and with a somewhat startled or frightened expression on her gorgeous face. In my immagination I alternately dog-fucked her, as she was standing exactly like on the picture, and made her suck me with her delicious red mouth. The fantasy was strong, as was the final ejaculation. But that was pretty obvious from the video. I banged my head quietly on the table, angry at myself for my foolishness. Then I tried to relax and think positive thoughts: Mia is a nice person and she's my friend, besides she's in love with me. She just plays around with me now. And anyways, soon I'll make her give me the original recording or find it myself, and then everything will be ok again. My thoughts were interrupted by Mia: "What are you doing over there? Won't you rather come over here and keep me company?" I suppressed an urge to jump up and run over to her. She shouldn't think I would do whatever she asked me to. So I deliberately made her wait, pretending to finish up some things, closing the windows, etc. Then I got up slowly and went to sit besides her. I threw a glance at her. I thought, even hoped, that she would be just a tiny bit grumpy because I hadn't answered her and had taken my time, but she was just beaming a smile at me. We sat in silence and watched the tv show. My heart had settled down a bit, but I was still tense next to her. After around five minutes I prepared to make a quiet escape and return to the computer, but as I shifted my weight forward to get up her foot landed in my lap. I looked at her and she returned with a gaze full of plea. "I know that you've had a tough day, dear, but my feet are SO killing me! Please, won't you rub them for me, just a bit?" I sighed and nodded slowly, like I was granting her a big favour. "Alright, just a bit then..." I said. My voice was a bit shaky so I cleared my throat and hoped she didn't notice. She just smiled happily at me. "Oh, thank you SO much!" I started to massage one foot, deliberately not so thoroughly to make it clear that this was not something that I really wanted to do but just a favour I wanted to get over with. Then the other foot. I was just about to put the foot down when she said: "Would you mind to do my back a little too? It's been sore for days, and it would really make me happy... with you..." This began to seem like some kind of blackmail and I frowned at her. "Listen Mia," I said with reason in my voice, "it's quite late now and I have to get up early tomorrow. Can we do this another day? Tomorrow, for exa... no, I can't tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, you can come by here and I'll give you a round of back massage! Does it sound good?" Mia pulled her feet to herself and put them on the floor. She got up and said to me with a hurt expression: "I don't know if I can that day," and added quickly without even pretending to have thought it over, "no, I can't." She threw with head and started walking towards the entrance, then slowed down and said, only turning half towards me: "I'm having the girls over to watch a video that day." Her words hit me like a hammer. It took me a second to recover then I was on my feet and after her. "Wait wait!" I yelled, "Emm, what about tomorrow, I think I have time if you come early in the afternoon!" She turned angrily to me and practically spelled her words out to me: "My back hurts NOW! Tomorrow it might have gotten all worse and then it won't help!" She grabbed her coat but I stopped her hand. She turned her face quickly towards me. "Listen mister," she said threateningly, "do you want me to go or do you want me to leave?!" "I don't want you to go like this!" I said desperately, still holding on to her hand. "So how DO you want me to go?!" she snapped pulling her hand free. "Like this?!" She put on a big and obviously fake smile that immediately vanished again and tore down her pink coat. I took hold of it before she could put it on. "No no!" I cried. "Don't go now! Stay! Let's just talk it over! I mean... I'll give you the massage right now! Ok? Please!" She turned her head towards me, her voice more quiet. "Are you sure? 'Cause I don't want to stay if you really don't want to do it..." I gently but firmly pulled her coat away and put it back on the rack, relieved. "Yeah, sure... I mean, your back hurts now, right? I'll give it a good massage now, and if it still hurts tomorrow I can do it again, for sure." Mistress Mia Ch. 02 Chapter 02: The Date I'm lying on my bed in the dark room, looking up at the ceiling without really seeing it. I sigh once more in disbelief as my mind wanders back to yesterday's events. Only yesterday! My face gets host just thinking about it. That... that... brat! In my indignation I can't find the right words. I'm of course referring to Mia, that sly rat! Cunt! Rat cunt!? Oh, it doesn't matter WHAT you call her anyway you idiot, I tell myself. It is MY fault in the first place, jerking off like that without pulling down the shades! No, come on! I was at home doing a private thing, and then she records me in my own home; that can't possibly be legal! Not that THAT would matter the least in this case, you maybe want to call the police?! But that... that stupid, nosy, sly bitch, she played me around, played her game of innocence, then threatened me with that recording, made me do all those things..! I angrily turn around on my stomach and bury my face in my pillow. The night before, after Mia had left I kept lying on the floor, partly because of my exhaustion, partly because I just wanted to close my eyes and forget everything. But eventually I started getting cold. I was shaking a bit when I finally opened my eyes and slowly got to my feet. I looked down at the stains that were spread out over most of my wooden floor; I had really cum this time! My head turned to the couch and I saw two large wet blotches that Mia's pussy was responsible for. After having released myself, I could think clearly again. I shook my head, horrified by everything that had happened that evening, by all the humiliation she had put me through. I felt so shameful! I walked slowly with bent head to the bathroom. I did my best to avoid looking at the pathetic shape in the mirror as I reached for my toothbrush. I spent a long time sitting on the toilet lid brushing my whole mouth; the teeth just briefly, then on to the mouth itself and especially the tongue. Then I washed my face, scrubbed my nose, and took a shower. I felt better when I got out of the shower. The self-pity had made way for a more constructive mind, and while I cleaned up our bodily fluids from the couch and the floor I started planning how to get the original recording back from Mia. She probably had it on a disc like the one she had brought here. I looked around and found it lying on the floor by the tv. I picked it up, considered for at moment what to do with it, then marked it with a big red X and hid it away. There would also be a tape or something from the camera. If I was lucky it would be in the camera and all I had to do was find that. My plans comforted me and exhausted as I was I quickly fell asleep on my bed. Now I'm just lying here on my bed. It's morning and my alarm hasn't called me up yet but I'm wide awake thinking about yesterdays events. I decide to get up now. As I yawn and stretch myself I remember my date tonight with the lovely Cate. We're supposed to meet up at 6 pm in a café and then go to the restaurant together. I've looked forward to this evening ever since I got it settled. It'll probably be good for me, take my mind off this Mia thing... I eat some breakfast and get ready to leave. My first lecture is at 8:30, still two hours to go. I go out on the street and just walk around until time's up and then I get on a bus to the university. I can't concentrate during the first lecture, then, after having small-talked with Adam, Jim, and Shawn during the break, I relax enough to be able to listen to the professor in the second lecture. At lunch time I get a text message. It's from Mia. "Be home at 4. MM" I turn red, then I get mad at myself. Am I just to roll over as a nice puppy to her slightest whim?! I think at the recording and at my plan of getting my hands on it. What are the chances of that? Really? Damn it, it's just a recording, and a really bad one, of me doing something embarrasing, but nevertheless something everyone does! Of course I'd prefer if it hadn't happened, SURE, but this is my stinkin' reality, and if my friends see it, SO WHAT?! They'll laugh about it for a week and then it'll be forgotten! I suddenly feel light and I smile to myself. I'm going to break free from Mia's evil chain, I'm going to tell her that she can go fuck herself with her recordings, that I don't care if she shows it to our friends! For all I know, most of them will probably see things my way, and if I pull this off the right way this can actually turn to my benefit. I mean, I'M the victim, I'M the one refusing to surrender to this unscrupulous blackmail, and with regards to the girls among our friends, well... now they can stop dreaming about me and see what to expect! I laugh at my last thought and a picture of Mia's close friends Jenny and Chrissie watching the video and getting all excited about my hard dick flashes through my head. At 4:12 the door bell rings and I go out to open the door. Outside stands Mia with a big smile. I smile back at her and motion for her to enter. On my way home I decided that I'll play along in her mistress-game and then, at the most critical moment, I'll laugh in her face and tell her that she can find a new slave boy, 'cause this one's his own master! I can't wait to see her expression! I can't play around too long, though, as I have the date with Cate at 6. I think I have a satisfied look on my face as I help Mia off her pink coat and hang it on the rack. I let her pinch my cheek while she says: "Thank you, my little boy..!" She turns and walks in front of me to my room. She inspects the couch and nods approvingly when she sees that her blotches have been cleaned away, then lies down on her stomach. "My butt needs a little massage," she says and smiles at me. I also smile but only in my mind; on the outside I play the obedient servant and I hurry to comply with her wish. I kneel down behind her on the couch, my legs inside hers, put my palms on her ass cheeks and start massaging. I enjoy touching her ass like that and she smiles at my efforts. "Wait," she says, turning half to unbutton her jeans, then turns back again. "Pull them off!" I grab the rim of her jeans and slide them over her round butt, then I pull them off at the legs. She is wearing red g-strings today, I discover with delight. "Well, continue!" she tells me. I work on her ass and also move my hands down to the back of her legs without hearing any complaints. "You were a very good boy yesterday!" she says, her head turning towards me. She smiles as I blush. "I think we can be very close from now on, and you'll never have to worry about the video -- as I said, it'll be a secret between the two of us." I clear my throat and say: "Does that mean that I have to do everything that you say?" She smiles. "Why, it could be much worse, couldn't it? I promise you that I'll be a gentle mistress!" She winks at me. "Besides, I saw how much you enjoyed it yesterday!" She looks knowingly down at my croch and I blush once more. "But you'll keep threatening me with that recording, won't you?" "Threaten?! No one's threatening you, dear!" she says with a hurt voice. "Then will you give me the recording?" My hands stop working as I await her answer. "Sweety, it's a matter of trust! You trust that I'll keep the recording to myself and I trust that you'll keep me happy!" You can keep that stupid recording, bitch, I tell her in my head and continue the massage. I occasionally let a finger brush her between her legs, lightly as if by accident. I feel her body become attentive and smile to myself. Good! I want her to be all wet and horny when I tell her that I'm not hers anymore! She moans quietly as my fingers get bolder. "Ah, you naughty boy!" she scolds me, but her lustful smile urges me to continue. I start feeling her wetness through her g-strings and my touches have become more frequent. She turns her head and whispers with lust: "Now boy! Get down and lick me!" This is the moment I've been waiting for! Now I'll tell her to get out of here and lick herself! Oh, how I hate that gloating, that superior smile she has right now! No! It's not enough to send her off like this, she gotta be humiliated like I was! I suddenly jump on her, following an impulse, and pin her down to the couch with my body. She lets out a surprised scream. "Hey! No! Bad boy! Get down and lick me! Now!" she tries but I don't listen to her, never again! "I'll lick you alright!" I sneer into her ear and then I start licking her neck violently. Meanwhile my hand is grabbing her ass. The fingers find the g-string and push it aside. She's fighting to get free. "What do you think you're doing?!" she yells and I struggle to keep her fixed. She is a feisty one, but I'm much stronger. I laugh as my middle finger finds her asshole, squeezes down and forces its way into her. Mia lets out an angry scream but she can't do anything. "So, how does it feel?!" I whisper into her ear. "I know you like getting things into your ass, so what about this?!" I push my finger all the way into her warm hole and notice with delight her painful gasp. Then I pull the finger out and repeat the motion a few times. "Stop it, stop it!" she screams but I mercilessly continue penetrating her again and again. "You don't like it?" I ask with feigned surprise. "Are you sure? Tell me if you've had enough!" "Please stop, please stop!" she begs me. I push in a few times more, just for the fun of it, and then I pull my finger out of her. She has given up fighting and just lies limb. I notice some muffled sobs coming from her and I momentarily regret being so rough on her. Then I think about what she did to me yesterday and my regret vanishes. I decide that it is enough like this. I get off her but she just stays lying with her face hidden in her arms. I look down at her. "You can show that fuckin' video to whoever cares! I'm done with this! Now you can go find some other poor soul to blackmail!" I look down and notice that I've become hard. Massaging her ass did some of it but taking her like this, fucking her ass with my finger against her will, it was actually close to the fantasies I have of her. I look down at her ass. I could outlive it all now, I could fuck her ass and later I could make her suck my dick! No, not now, I have to get prepared for the date with Cate. "Get up and get outta here!" I sneer at her. "Move your sorry ass, I have an appointment in one hour!" She just keeps lying without moving. My feeling of regret returns and I sit down next to her. "C'mon Mia... You started this freakin' thing," I say with a quiet voice. "I didn't mean to get rough, but you have to learn that you can't go around blackmailing people like that. Do you understand?" I put a hand on her back and stroke her consoling. She suddenly lifts her head and look angrily at me through eyes that are moist, either from the pain or out of anger. "Where's the finger you used to fuck my ass with?!" she demands. "I want you to put it in your mouth and suck it!" She obviously hasn't learned anything. My anger returns in a flash. "Suck it yourself, you stupid cow! You haven't listened, I'm not your 'boy' anymore!" She gets up from the couch, then takes something from her hand bag and pushes it into my hands, angrily. I look at it. It's another disc. I look up at her. "Well, put it on!" she demands. I shake my head. "Mia for God's sake, I HAVE seen the fuckin' video, and I don't give a crap! Show it to everyone, I don't care!" She's silent for a moment, then: "You haven't seen THIS one!" I'm stunned. What the hell does she mean?! A strange feeling creeps over me as I insert the disc and turn on the tv. The recording shows my appartment again, but this time it's dark outside and it's completely silent, no sound. It shows Mia lying on my couch. She fiddles with something in her hand bag and suddenly, like a switch has been turned on, there's sound on the recordings. "A cup of tea would be splendid!" Mia from the recording says. "Then go make some." It's my voice and it comes from far away, it's barely audible. "I'd really like you to make me some..." Mia says. My heart nearly misses a beat. Oh no!!! She fucking recorded last night! I'm dumbstrucked. I slowly turn to Mia who has sat down on the couch. She's looking coldly at me through her tear-swollen eyes. Oh no! What had I done?! I don't know what to do. Then I run to her and throw myself on my knees in front of her, grabbing her legs. "No no! I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" I beg at her. "Please please please! I'm sorry!" She just looks at me with cold contempt. I start kissing her knees desperately, then move down towards her feet, ending with a big kiss on each of her feet. I then look up at her again, hoping to have pleased her just a little. It doesn't seem like it. She lifts her hand and slowly extends her middle finger in a "fuck-you" gesture. She puts it in her mouth and looks at me knowingly. I get her hint, immediately put the finger that I used to fuck her ass with into my mouth and suck it eagerly. I recognize the taste of her ass from yesterday. I notice with relief a shadow of a smile beginning to form on her lips; some would call it a cruel smile, but for me it doesn't matter. I'm still kneeling in front of Mia who has leaned back on the couch. "Take off my socks" she orders. I obey and accept the toe she sticks into my mouth. I take the foot in my hands and start kissing and sucking on each one of her toes. She looks at me with a sulky expression. "I'd have been such a gentle Mistress to you if you'd just let me..." She directs her attention towards the tv while I continue licking her foot. I can't see anything as I'm facing the opposite direction, but I recognize the sounds from yesterday. Once in a while she fast forwards. "You were so rebellious yesterday!" she says with a smile. "Now look at you! My own slave boy!" She smiles grimly down at me and shoves her foot further into my mouth. She finds the scene where I lick her pussy the first time. Then she makes me watch the scene where I started masturbating and she came back from the toilet and scolded me. She forwards to where she's standing near the window with a foot on the couch while she makes me lick her ass. She's looking straight into the camera and smiling. Then she winks at the camera, looks back at me and suddenly pushes me out of balance with her ass. Both the Mia in the tv and the Mia I'm kneeling in front of laugh hysterically. "Stand up boy!" Mia orders me after having finished laughing. I get to my feet. "Pants off!" I obey and now stand before her in my boxers. She roughly finds my balls through the boxers. She squeezes tightly and I gasp. She smiles but doesn't release her grip. "Mistress Mia," I moan, "please..." "Hands behind your head, boy!" I obey her. She plays with my testicles in her hand, squeezing them around in her hand like a water balloon. "Please Mistress Mia!" I gasp in pain. "Silence!" she barks at me. "You have nothing to say, you filthy dog!" She even tightens her grip as she speaks. "So, you want to break free from your mistress? We call that disobedience! And do you know what we do with disobedience?! We PUNISH it!" I'm in real pain and I start to whimp. "Ohhh, Mistress Mia! Please Mistress!" But she doesn't listen. "Not to speak of your foul attack on your own Mistress! NEVER even THINK about doing that again, do you hear me!?" I'm close to tears and I fight to keep my hands behind my head. "Yes Mistress, yes! I did wrong, forgive me! Please!" She keeps me in this agony for a while, enjoying my pain. Then she finally releases me and I can breathe again. "Thank you, Mistress!" I whisper gratefully. "Don't thank me yet, dear!" She leans back on the couch and slides off her red g-strings. Then she spreads her legs. "Get down where you belong and lick my ass!" she orders and slides down so she's almost lying. I get down on my knees and lower my face to her ass hole. She smiles gloatingly at me and I can see her ring muscle contract in anticipation. I begin by labbing at it, then I place my lips around the brown hole and start sucking it. Suddenly my mobile vibrates on the coffee table behind me. Mia lifts her eyes. "A message?" The thought of Cate flashes through my head. I lick with more intensity, hoping that Mia will ignore the message. "Hand it to me, boy!" she orders. I look desperately up at her face. I dare to stop my licking for a brief moment, saying: "It's nothing, Mistress." I continue licking her ass. "You didn't hear me, boy?!" she sneers angrily. "Hand it to me -- NOW!" There's nothing I can do. I turn my head and have to stretch over to reach my mobile. I hand it to her with pleading eyes. Then I get back to licking her ass, hoping to please her. "Who's Cate?" she smiles at me between her legs. "Is she your appointment tonight?" I don't want Mia to know about Cate, but I can't think of anything plausible to say, so I decide for the truth. "Y-yes, Mistress. I..." "She says she'll be late. When are you meeting her?" "At 6, Mistress." "But you're busy at 6... You're still sucking my ass at 6." She smiles her gloating smile again. "But Mistress..." I try respectfully, "can't I be excused? Please!" She just laughs at me. "Can I at least be allowed to write her that I won't be able to make it?" "No. Now lick me!" I submissively start licking at her asshole once more and try to avoid her eyes. Her pussy is just in front of my nose. Its scent fills my nostrils and I notice how wet she is. "Now, tell me about this Cate girl," she says, looking intently at me. "Like, where do you know her from?" "She was in my class in the last years of public school," I tell her, "but we didn't talk much at that time." "Really? So why did you have a date with her tonight?" "We met in the waiting room at the dentist's last week..." "Is that so? Is she hot?" I blush a little, and I know that I am. "Well, yes... she's cute." "So you jacked off thinking about her back in public school?" "I didn't, Mistress. She was kind of nerdy back then. Y'know, big glasses and all." "But now she's hot, right? Otherwise you wouldn't have made a date with her! I bet you've masturbated while thinking about her a couple of times since you met her, am I right?!" "M-mistress! Well..." "How many times?!" "Twice," I admit. The truth is that I DID masturbate thinking about Cate in public school. Quite a lot, actually. She WAS quite nerdy at first when she came into my class, it was around 5th or 6th grade I think, but eventually she was one of the first girls to get a woman's shape. I remember all of us boys sneaking peeks at her round breasts and well-shaped ass any time we could. I'm absolutely sure that I wasn't the only one dreaming about doing her! When I met her last week I could see that the years had made her even more beautiful, and even though I played it cool I was very excited about getting this date with her. And now Mia, that blackmailing brat, is ruining everything! I'm licking Mia's asshole again, thinking about the lost date with a mixed feeling of despair and anger. Suddenly she brings my mobile down and starts massaging her clit with it like it's some kind of sex toy. Round and round in circles, then a couple of times she slides it through her lower lips like a credit card, from the ass, where I'm working, all the way to the front. It's soaked in her juices. She puts it up to her nose and inhales. "Ahhh, it smells of me!" Her voice turns a bit menacing. "I want it to always smell like this, do you hear me?!" I try to nod with my tongue inside her. "If I ever discover that it's not smelling of my pussy, I'll punish you!" She makes a squeezing motion with one hand. "It's your job to keep it that way. When you discover that it's loosing its lovely scent, you can request me to re-scent it... Or you can face your punishment!"