Mistress Cruel Love - Chapter 4 - Mein Herrin! I Can Dance! - Sex Stories

Mistress Cruel Love - Chapter 4 - Mein Herrin! I Can Dance!

... hurried off to finish his work and Heather grabbed a cola from the fridge. She moved into the living room, grabbed her laptop and plopped down on the couch. After setting her phone aside and booting up the computer, she went right to her email. New correspondence flowed into her inbox rapidly. There were several new sub***********ions for Duchess Daphne Divine along with some spam and an email from Beatrice with the subject 'Party plan.'

“Oooh...”

Heather opened it immediately and began reading the letter. A few moments later, her phone buzzed on the sofa and her ringtone began blaring.

*BOOM-CHICKA BOOM-CHICKA BOOM-CHICKA BOOM-CHIKA*

She looked over to see who appeared on the caller ID and a smile spread across her face.

“MY MILKSHAKE BRINGS ALL THE BOYS TO THE YARD! AND THEY'RE LIKE, IT'S BETTER THAN YOURS! DAMN RIGHT, IT'S BETTER THAN YOURS! I CAN TEACH YOU, BUT I--”

“Beatrice?”

“Hello, dear. Is this a good time?”

“Of course! How's your Saturday?”

“I'm doing well, thanks. Probably stayed up a later than I should've last night, but you only live once. I take it you enjoyed the rest of your visit to Ishtar?”

“Oh my god, it was the best! I can't wait to go back!”

“That's good, because I've purchased a one year membership for both you and Darius. Your friends are welcome to stop in again, too. They'll be admitted as my guests until further notice.”

“You're too kind. I doubt Markus will go back, but Shireen will make use of it, I'm ...

... sure.”

“Well, one never knows. Did you happen to see my email?”

“You must have ESP! I was just looking at it. Give me a minute to finish reading it.”

Heather scanned through the rest of the text rapidly, her eyes going wide as saucers. The event was going to be fully catered, have music and entertainment; the works.

“Beatrice, this is too much!”

“Not at all.”

“You're going to hire six club Dommes for the evening?”

“And a dozen sissy sluts to serve and participate. I just need to know how many people you're inviting so we can get an accurate head count.”

“Oh, about that... I haven't told Darius about the party yet. I don't think he'd be comfortable doing this in front of our friends. I know it's a coming out party, but that will be symbolic, for now. I don't want to push him too hard. Would it be ok if it was just your friends in the audience?”

The old matron let out a hearty chuckle. “Darling, I understand. And believe me, I have more than enough friends who can help fill the room. Most of them are already members. When I tell them there's free booze and a sissy's first dance, they'll come in droves.”

“That's a relief. As long as the audience is strangers, I think I can prepare him for this.”

“Don't you mean prepare her?”

“Haha, yes! His sissy name is Dana, in case that's useful for the preparations.”

“I've written it down. Very good! We'll talk again next week as the date draws closer. I'm looking forward to it!”

“So am I! Thanks ...