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Mistress Calls

The phone rang, he looked at the name on the screen, it was her, he looked at the clock the time read 1.30am he rubbed his eyes before answering the call, before he even heard her voice he knew what would be said, he pressed the answer button and a seductive, assertive voice resonated on the other end “where are you?” the voice said “In bed” he replied wearily, “come here now!” the voice demanded, he knew that any kind of protest would be met with anger and revulsion and protest is not what he wanted to do anyway. This woman, this voice was like a goddess to him and he worshipped every part of her, she would call at obscure times and he would make himself immediately available to her, her “little toy” she called him. He climbed out of bed and dressed; he grabbed his car and house keys and headed out the door. The drive seemed to take forever but when he turned the corner towards her apartment he could feel his heart beat rapidly increase and his genitals twitch. He parked the car and walked to the entrance of her apartment block, he pressed the buzzer and her voice answered “Toy?” it enquired “here” he replied, the door opened and he wandered inside. The lift seemed to take its time and he could feel his palms getting moist, the twitching and beating had intensified and he was feeling light headed. The door to the lift opened and he walked down the hall towards her apartment door, he knocked on the door and it opened to reveal a tall, athletic looking brunette dressed ...

... head to toe in a one piece, see through, black cat suit, her hair cascading from her shoulders. She stood aside and motioned for him to enter the apartment, with his eyes gazing at the floor he stepped inside. “Take your clothes off” she demanded, he fumbled with his shirt and pants and dropped them to the floor, standing there in just his underwear, “kneel” she ordered and he dropped to his knees, “I want you to follow me and kiss my feet” she said, as she started to walk towards the kitchen, he did as she asked and could already feel himself becoming hard. She fixed herself a drink and made her way to the large couch in the open plan living room, he continued to kiss and lick her feet, she lay on the couch and flicked her hair to expose her breasts underneath her cat suit “you want to touch me, don’t you?” she asked, he nodded “well you can’t” she replied “no where but my feet, because your pathetic and don’t deserve to touch me anywhere else” the words out of her mouth made him harder, he wanted her so badly. After 15 minutes she stood up and pushed him aside, she walked out of the room and returned with a maids outfit, dog collar and handcuffs, “put these on” she demanded as she threw the items at him, he picked the items off the floor and started to put them on, when the collar was on she walked behind him, grabbed it tightly and pulled him towards her. “you like being my toy don’t you” she whispered in his ear, “yes” he replied as she nipped his neck with her teeth “yes ...