1. Neighbours - Chapter 58


    Date: 6/27/2024, Categories: Fetish, Author: sissycrissy 

    I felt my heartbeat punctuate the moment, and then stepped inside.

She had opened the door and moved behind it, shielding herself from public view, so It wasn’t until the door closed once more that I was able to see her. When I did, I had to fight not to stare.

She was a few inches shorter than me, or perhaps she would have been had she not been wearing leather platform boots. She wore a black stockings under a leather miniskirt, short enough so that the tops of the stockings, tugged upwards by garter belts, were visible. As my eyes moved upwards, I took in that all she wore as a top was a leather vest, laced tight, giving a teasing and tempting view of her cleavage. On her arms were fishnet lace gauntlets, from her hands to her elbows.

“Follow me, Christopher,” she said, and she began to walk deeper into the house.

I followed her, watching her walk, getting the idea that this view was an intended gift or tease for me. She led me through a pair of stained glass French doors and into an exquisitely decorated parlour.

She perched herself on the edge of an ornate loveseat and pointed down at the carpet in the middle of the room.

“Why don’t you kneel while we chat,” she said.

I lowered myself down, thankful that the carpet was thick, and knelt facing her. The view of her legs was even more striking from this angle.

“Are you comfortable, dear?” she asked.

“Yes, I am… uhmmm,” my response drifted off, not knowing how to address her.

“I am called ...
    ... Mistress Charlotta. You may address me as Mistress while we are together today.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” I replied.

“Since this appointment was made for you by your wife, which is wonderful by the way, I thought we should take a few moments to let me get to know you a bit. Take a deep breath, relax, and just try to answer my questions openly and honestly. Does that sound okay?”

“Yes, Mistress,” I said.

“Now, have you ever seen a professional Dominant before?”

“No, Mistress.”

“You can answer honestly, by the way. While your wife booked the appointment, that doesn’t mean that she will get a report of what you’ve told me. You can think of me as something like a priest or a doctor.”

“Thank you, Mistress, but it is true. I never have. I’ve thought about it, but never quite taken the leap.”

“I see. Can you tell me a little bit about the kinds of things that you were thinking of, when you imagined seeing someone like me?”

I tried to think back, before the dizzying haze of the past few weeks.

“I think I’d come to accept myself as a submissive, and as kinky. There were things that my wife just didn’t seem to want to try, or didn’t seem to get into the mood of. Once I started thinking that, there were just other things that I knew I didn’t feel comfortable talking to her about wanting to try. Things like being tied up, or being verbally dominated. Having toys used on me, or things like clamps and crops and paddles.”

She looked at me intently, listening ...
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