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Chapter 4 by mistressrachel mistressrachel

What type of service do you need?

Click here if you want MISTRESS RACHEL to dominate YOU.

You tell me that you want to hire me in my dominatrix capacity.

I smile.

I walk over to you with an evil grin and a determined stride, and say in a domineering tone, "I was hoping you would say that." SLAP! I chuckle to myself when I slap you in the face.

I grab your hair, jerk your head back, and kiss you aggressively. I moan as I kiss you HARD, smashing my open lips into yours and forcing my tongue deep into your mouth. As soon as I pull away from your face, I forcefully pull your shirt off over your head and throw it in the floor. Sorry, but I really don't give a fuck if I ruin your clothes. I slip my hands in the waistband of your pants, and yank them open. Then I walk around behind you and pull your pants all the way down. You step out of them clumsily, almost tripping and falling as I tug them off of you inconsiderately. While you're dazed, realizing that you've suddenly ended up totally naked, I shove you down to your knees. As you look up at me, I reach back and unfasten my bra without taking my dress off, saying, "I think I’m gonna’ change into something a little more appropriate.” I talk down to you as I slide my bra straps off my shoulders and slip my arms out of them, “But I don’t think I can trust a filthy animal like you to restrain yourself around a fertile young woman taking her clothes off…” I pull my bra out of one sleeve as I finish the statement, “…so I’m gonna’ have to restrain you myself.”

I step around you, bend down, pull your arms behind your back, and forcefully tie your hands together with my bra. I strut pompously back to your front, grinning down at you. You watch as I reach under my dress, slowly slide my panties down my legs, step out of them, ball them up and stuff them in your mouth, gagging you. As I walk away, over to the chair that my bag sits in, I look back over my shoulder at you, grinning slyly.

Hands tied behind your back with my panties stuffed in your mouth, you are **** to sit there in the floor, on your knees, as I take off my strappy platform shoes, then pull my dress up over my head and drop it on the floor. You watch helplessly, gazing at my young naked body as I bend over my bag, pull out a black PVC thong with pink piping, slide it up my legs to my crotch and tug it up between my butt cheeks, then pull out a matching black PVC corset bustier (also with pink trim) and put it on. I’m sure it must be painful for you, bound, on your knees, **** to stay there and watch me as I take my sweet time snapping the corset on, positioning my tits in the cups just right, then slowly and carefully tighten the lacing in the back until it’s perfect. Then I pull out, put on, and lace up my black PVC thigh high boots. I finally turn and look at you as I put my hair up. I grin as I reach into my bag and pull out a riding crop.

Slapping the crop against my open palm, I say, “Well John, we’re in for a long night, but since you’ve been such a good little boy so far, I think I’ll let you decide what we do first…” I take out a collar with leash and lay it on the floor in front of you, along with the riding crop and say, "since your mouth is full right now, you'll just have to nod at what you want." I pull some rope out of my bag and lie it on the floor. I reach back into my bag and pull out one more thing, a large strap-on dildo and put that in the floor in front of you. "So which will it be, John?"

What'll it be?

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