Hello! Welcome to Chapter 25 of my Dominatrix Series. If you haven’t been along for the ride since Chapter 1, I did a Recap after Chapter 20 you can use to catch up so you can join in on the fun! Today, we’re going to hear the start of Mistress Parker and James’ last session before he moves away. It will be unforgettable for them and for us!
~Jayden
Chapter 25:
While he drives home, I say, “Play space. You may not be wearing any clothes when you enter.”
He knows what that means, and he’s already undoing his belt in the car as much as he can while driving. As soon as we park, his shirt comes off. He slips his shoes off, and I see him struggling with his socks. All that’s left are his pants and boxers.
He gets out of the car, looking around for signs of any neighbors. Not seeing any, his pants follow, but he waits until he’s at the door to hook his fingers into the sides of his boxers. And then he pauses and waits for me, but I’m taking my sweet time over by the car.
“Mistress,” he hisses, scared that he will get caught by someone standing in front of my driveway in just his boxers but also scared to make me upset.
I smile at him sweetly and stroll over. Unlocking the door, I slide inside, watching him intently. I can see him swallow hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and then he slides his boxers down and off. He stands naked in front of me, and I am instantly a thousand times more aroused. “Come in, pet.”
He practically scampers inside, and I can see him breathing a sigh of relief now that he’s no longer in sight of the neighborhood. Whatever. It’s dark outside.
I walk up the stairs to the apartment, and we go inside. “Crawl,” I tell him as soon as he gets to the top of the stairs. He follows my instruction well, and I give him some scritches behind his ear. He sits perfectly still while I put the collar on him and connect the leash. Leading him into the living room, I bring him right to the cage. “In.”
He whimpers, but he crawls over the threshold and into the cage. I unclip the leash, and he gets himself comfortable. He’s whimpering and whining, and it’s cute, but he’s not begging yet.
I had half a mind to bring in someone else to fuck me while he watches from the cage. What a mind fuck that would be. But I don’t have that relationship with anyone else, and it’s our last time together in person for a while, and I don’t want that for our last time. Last time. I can’t even think about it. I’ve fantasized about what I will do to him long distance, but now that he’s more than just a client, it’s so much harder. I push the thoughts aside and focus on him, lying in the crate, whimpering.
“Why should I let you out, pet? You seem like you’re right where you belong. A little bitch like you locked up in a cage.”
“Please, Mistress.”
“Please, what?”
“Please, let me out of the cage. How can I please you from in here, Mistress? Please let me know, and I’ll please you any way you want.”
I chuckle. “You’ll please me any way I want anyway.”
He thinks for a moment, and then he says, “but Mistress, wouldn’t it be more fun to hurt me from out there? You’re limited by the bars, Mistress. If you let me out, I can please you, and you can hurt me more.”
I grin. I was planning to let him out anyway, but he does have a good point. “Sometimes you aren’t a worthless slut, pet.” I unlock the cage, but I put the leash back on him before I let him out. I pull on it so that his face is pointed in my direction. “But let me be clear, bitch.” His breath is coming fast and hard. “You’re mine. Do you understand? Whether you have this collar on or not, whether you’re leashed or caged for me, whether you’re walking around pretending not to be a slut, you’re my pet, and you do what I want when I want. Do you understand?”
He swallows hard. “Yes, Mistress. Always yours.”
“That’s right. And no amount of distance changes that.” Tears sting the backs of my eyes, and I push him down and away from me before he sees it. “Get on the spanking bench,” I say, clearing my throat.
I strap him down so he can’t move and look carefully for what I want to beat him with to give him the marks I promised.
J R Vincente 