Welcome back! If you missed Chapter 1, be sure to go check it out before you read today’s post! I hope you’re excited to find out what news our pet has to share. I’m sure at least some of you will be surprised. I was, too! Let’s find out…
(I bet he’s pregnant! ~Richard)
My pet takes another sip of his coffee as I wait for him to share his news, tapping my foot on the tile floor. I can’t even tell if it’s good or bad news. I just see how nervous he is.
Instead of saying anything, he pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket and slides it across the table. It’s folded neatly, and I take a second to appreciate that he knows how much I hate messily folded papers. It’s one of my quirks.
I open the paper and begin to read.
“Dear James Bell,
We are excited to welcome you to the Masters of Fine Arts Program at Boston University! Our semester starts on August 29th, 2022. We look forward to seeing you on campus then.”
I stop reading and look up at him.
“This is great, pet,” I say. “Is this the program you were hoping to get into?”
“So why do you look so sad?”
“Because that’s far away from you, Mistress.”
I do some fast thinking. “It’s what, seven hours?”
“Give or take,” he agrees.
“That’s not so far.”
He whimpers. Although he’s a client, he was my first client. I started working with him, and my client base grew until I made it my full-time job, and now I have so many submissives I don’t know what to do with them all. But what I do know is that James is my favorite. I won’t ever tell him that, but it’s the truth.
“How long is the program?” I ask.
“Three years,” he says. “But I do have breaks.”
“See, it’s fine, pet. You’ll come back to me on your breaks.” My words are kind, but I feel a little hollow in my stomach at the thought of not seeing him for months at a time. I have never allowed myself to consider having feelings for my clients. They are clients, after all. It’s bad form to get too involved with paying customers, especially ones who are just so damn cute. Like James.
“Of course I will, Ma’am.”
I can see the “but” that follows in his face, but he doesn’t say it out loud until I prompt him. “But what, pet?”
“But months away is a long time.”
He’s been my client for three years. In all that time, I’ve seen him almost every week. We certainly haven’t gone more than two weeks without seeing each other. He comes over to my space, and we start with talking. He tells me everything about his week, and then we have a session. Each session is a little different, but in the end, after he leaves, I have to masturbate at least twice to relieve the pent-up feelings I have from playing with him. I have thought many times about having him make me cum, and I am sure he would, but that crosses the line between professional Dominatrix to prostitute. (For the record, I don’t have a problem with prostitution, it’s just not what I want for myself.)
“What will I do without you, Mistress?”
I tap my long nails on the table, and they make a little clicking sound as I process this information. “I think, pet,” I say slowly, “that we can do some long-distance things. We can do phone calls and video calls.”
“But what about,” he lowers his voice, looking around to make sure no one can overhear him, “our sessions? I can’t get off if I don’t have a Dominatrix to control me.”
“I can do that, pet. Don’t worry.”
He visibly relaxes. “Are you sure, Mistress? We’ve never done anything except in person.”
“We haven’t,” I agree, “but I am confident I can help you get off.”
I watch the thought cross his mind, “But you have with others?” he asks.
I nod slowly. “Does that bother you, pet?”
He pauses, his whole body going still for a moment while he processes my question. It’s one of the things I appreciate about him. He doesn’t react without thinking it through first. “No, Mistress. I know you have other pets. I am honored to be among them.”
“Good,” I say, glancing at my watch. It’s July 29th. I have one more month with my pet before he goes to school. What will we do with our remaining time?
Thanks for reading Chapter 2! Come back next Friday for Chapter 3, and don’t forget to check out TMI Tuesday every Tuesday!