Upon arriving at the bathroom, she removed her shoes and asked him to do the same. Since the guy wasn't going to take a shower or do anything with her other than soaping her back, the woman informed him that he should stay dressed. She waited to have his attention before slowly starting to remove her own clothes, gazing at him. She unbuttoned the white silk shirt one button at a time, revealing a white lycra and lace bra covering her small breasts and a small part of her smooth belly. She patiently unzipped the side zipper of the high linen skirt in a bluish-gray tone, letting the fabric slide down her legs, and took a step back, approaching the shower.She placed one hand behind her, undoing the bra clasp, while using the other arm to keep the piece in place, and only discarded it when she was facing away from Harry and towards the shower. Then she removed the matching panties and left them on the floor, finally entering the shower, all the while looking over her shoulder and asking
Silence settled between them and began to be broken only by the sounds of satisfaction uttered by Kath, as Harry touched her body with less technique and more malice. The guy then began lying on top of her, kissing her neck and back until the woman finally turned to him, wanting a bit more action. His fingers on her nipples were no longer subtle, and his mouth was likely leaving marks on her shoulder. Then, moving his lips and tongue over her neck and jawline, he almost caught her off guard and kissed her lips, but she managed to place one hand between their faces in time. If there was one thing Kath had learned as soon as she became a dominatrix, it was that doms and subs cannot exchange affectionate caresses like kisses on the mouth. This was advice she received not from one, but from virtually all the more experienced dominatrixes she had spoken to when joining the club. Kissing was dangerous with subs who were already accustomed to the games, and Harry was a trap she knew she was
"Okay, Harry," she said, picking up her clothes and starting to put them on. "If that's the case, you're getting into the game... And I'm glad. She had thought that he had spoken the words out of involvement in the sensations, that he had said everything with meaning. Even though he said he was happy, she couldn't decide whether his explanation was a relief or a disappointment."And you're not going to punish me?" he asked, confused to see her getting dressed."Later. Right now, I need a little rest. And you too, because this is going to be very intense," she said and he liked what he heard, but managed to keep a neutral countenance. At least until he saw her again.In the early evening, Cora went to the guest room and informed him that his boss was waiting for him in the secret room once again. As soon as he arrived, he found her dressed in an outfit that could be described as typical of sadomasochism. A corselet and a tiny latex skirt accompanied a pair of latex boots, which went up
"Details? But I haven't... I haven't even accepted yet," he chuckled."Baby... why wouldn't you accept?" she laughed. "From what I could see, you had quite a bit of fun! Even the physical punishment got you excited... And if you weren't a submissive... If this wasn't a part of your nature... you wouldn't have an erection.""I enjoyed... everything we did in the bedroom," he agreed. "But the problem is the rest. Not being able to kiss you or call you by your name... Not being able to hug you after sex or talk about anything personal...""I understand, Harry, but unfortunately, it has to be this way, or... we say goodbye here, and you go back to being just my employee in the company. You can rest assured that I won't get angry and... send you away or anything like that." She kept her composure, even though she was terrified inside. After he had handled the pain so well, she hadn't even considered that the guy might say "no" to her proposal for other reasons. It was hard for Kath to unde
"Did you send for me?" Harry asked, a little annoyed, as he entered the office of the apartment he had been sharing with Kath for a few months. He hadn't even had time to change out of his work clothes because, as soon as he arrived home, Cora informed him that Miss Beauvoir wanted to see him."Yes, darling," she replied, rising from the chair where she was managing some business from home and walking in his direction. She was still dressed in her executive attire, consisting of a beige pantsuit very similar to several others she wore at the office. "It's just that my orders have arrived, and I can't wait to try some of them," she informed, giving a mischievous smile."Okay," he replied, still not very enthusiastic."I'm going to take a quick shower... have a light snack. I assume you'd want to do the same, right?" He simply nodded in agreement as she played with one of his shirt buttons. "In two hours?""That's fine," he breathed deeply, trying to hide his frustration. He should have
She approached, and he remained still, motionless, allowing her to touch him through the cage. She dropped the whip and slid her gloved hands over his shoulders, chest, and abdomen, slowly and provocatively. Then, she stopped in front of him, locking eyes with his amber ones, put a finger in her mouth and began to pull off one of the gloves, taking her time, torturously delaying the moment of true action. She did the same with the other glove and, without taking her eyes off his, she moved close again and caressed him once more."Mmmm... baby! As sweet and obedient as a kitten. MY kitten!" she said, closing her eyes and savoring the muscles being defined by her hands. "I want so much to come in there... and caress you more and more." She continued with a sugary voice. "But I need to trust that you'll do everything I say, so... come here... get closer. Caress your mistress." She requested, beckoning with her index finger, her voice trembling with anticipation.He moved very close to th
"Speech therapy... I forgot," she said softly, trying, but failing, to hide how much it upset her.The mention of his sessions with the speech therapist always completely changed the mood of the dark-haired woman. The treatment was part of a set of changes that Harry had adopted, and they were gradually pulling him away from everything he had been when she first met him. The profile of the perfect submissive was becoming a thing of the past, as he no longer wore the "grandpa" outfits, rarely opted for glasses, and was no longer as shy or stuttered thanks to the speech therapy sessions and his weekly visits to a therapist. Kath had thought about trying to make him give it up, but she hadn't, as she realized that the changes were important to him and she feared losing him by pressuring him, as much as she feared being without him due to the transformation."Where are you going?" He asked, surprised, seeing her get out of bed, holding the semi-untied corset against her body."I'm going t
Seconds after feeling Harry's warm and soft lips touch hers, Kath gently pushed him away and stared at him, her eyes wide and her breath labored. The surprise at his unexpected action left her speechless, paralyzed, and dumbfounded, and the reactions she provoked, like trembling legs, a racing heart, cold hands, and her whole body yearning for more, left her scared and panicked. This was why gestures of affection and intimacy, like kissing on the mouth and falling asleep in the same bed, had to be avoided. They could weaken the dominator, make him forget his position, and lose control."Kath?" Harry called her, snapping her out of the sort of trance she had fallen into."What?" She tried to appear indifferent to what had just happened."Say something... Do something! Yell at me, curse me, slap me in the face, anything... but have some reaction, for God's sake!" He pleaded, nervously and irritated by her coldness."Of course, I will." She replied, sternly. "You can be sure that you'll