Stories & Poems

A Day in the Life of Madam Raison D'ętre - Part 4

Stephanie trembled as I took her step by step closer to my boudoir.

"Now down on your knees my little bitch."

Her eyes looking straight ahead and not daring to look at me in case, per chance I may change her forever. Just one stare is all it would take, like neurotoxic venom of the black widow spider, injected like my glare, Stephanie would be paralysed and I could entwine her within my silken web, she would be totally immobile, never being able to leave. Entrapped as my pet poodle forever rather than just a few hours.

I leaned forward, ensuring Stephanie had full sight of my heaving cleavage, rising and falling under my corset. The poor girl's manhood rose, thick and fast.  I laughed for I knew the power of my beauty. Stephanie had not a chance, poor lamb.

I fitted her, my new toy, with the powder pink leather collar around her neck, it fitted perfectly. Having noted Stephanie’s collar size from her last visit, though this was one size smaller. Comfort not being the order of the day.

My black satin opera gloves contrasted beautifully against the baby pink leather collar, colours are so important. Stephanie was about to experience the transformations of a lifetime, as I would make her into one of my trembling pets. I let my satin covered hand gently caress Stephanie’s cheek, she arched her back, with excitement, and I could see the hair on the back of her neck rise.

"Good little pooches, now little bitch, I will attach your new lead."

I slowly regained my composure and stood upright, towering over my new toy, but making sure I pushed my thigh, up close and personal in her face, softly letting her face caress my white soft flesh she slowly descended down from stocking tops to my ankle. She could smell the essence of all that was I.  I jerked the lead, which was the sign for Stephanie to move forward on her hands and knees. I suddenly stopped dead in my tracks, turned on my heels, and leant down to lift the poor bitch’s chin. I held her there for a few seconds before I kissed the index finger of my right hand and planted the lipstick-marked glove on the end of her nose. Stephanie’s body shook again with excitement.

"Oh, sweetie, I am going to have such fun with you", I laughed and dragged her forward, but it didn’t take much dragging she was keen to move forward like a little puppy dog feeling her first snow.

The ivory plush carpet was now showing the marks of where I had just dragged her along.

"I hope Stephanie is not intending to make a dirty sticky mess on my luxurious carpet with her inability to control herself.", "Is she?"

Stephanie looked up……

"May I speak please Mistress?" she said in a whimpering voice.

"Come on bitch, out with it."

"I’ll try not to, Mistress, but it is so hard."

I roared with laughter, "I can see that, filthy little bitch."

I took up my crystal handled riding crop, dropped the lead and went and stood behind Stephanie.

"Open your legs wider, girl."

She did so, and just for the pure hell of it, I traced around her sac, it contracted and halved its size. Her scrotum was pleasured by the touch of the end of the crop, immediately her back arched once more. Her smooth shaven testicles were there on show for all to see.

I just stood watching, then quickly removed my glove and ran my nails up the back of her thigh, within millimetres of her manhood, she quivered and yelped, immediately struck with excitement, she went into a thrusting motion.

"Stephanie" my voice raised an octave higher, "did you think Mistress would not notice?"

"Notice Mistress?" Stephanie moved uncomfortable from side to side.

"I’d given you one simple request, to come wearing the lingerie under your suit, yet it appears to have vanished!"

"Mistress, Mistress, I am so sorry", "I did try it on but you could see the bra straps clearly through my shirt and the lace around the cups, I had a board meeting today and it would have been quite clearly seen." "My secret would have been out." "I just couldn’t….please, oh please forgive me Mistress", "What can I do to appease you?"

The crop landed right across Stephanie’s buttocks with all my might, she yelped again.

"Thank you, thank you, my wonderful Mistress."  "I know I failed you and I promise never to fail you again!"

Stephanie was now openly crying, I walked ahead and dragged her forward.

"Oh Stephanie, you will never fail me again, I can assure you of that young lady."

"I know everything about you, if the rest of the board were to find out, imagine the scandal?" I smiled, licking my full red lips.

Sophie looked up at me, knowing all too well that her life

Was now Mine, to have, to hold, to use and abuse and

More importantly I owned her.

"Now, it is time for you to enter my boudoir."

Approaching the double doors, I let the lead drop, and opened the doors with both handles. Stephanie immediately looked up, and with a gasp she saw. Rows and rows of petticoats, ball gowns, satins, silk. The prettiest of pure silk lingerie. A whole rack of brightly coloured sissy uniforms, and one in particular. It was so very pretty, with many frills and flounces and in Stephanie’s favourite colour powder pink. She was truly in little bitch heaven.

Stephanie burst into tears again.

"Oh for goodness sake, what is wrong now little bitch?!?"

"Oh Mistress, I am all yours, I am your bitch, your pet, your poodle." whimpered Stephanie.

"No one understands me like you do, you have reached right inside me, into my soul and found hidden in the deepest darken corner of my mind, the real me. I have had to hide for years.", "It's now my life-long mission to devote all of me, to you, my Mistress."

"You will certainly do that Stephanie, without a shadow of a doubt." I said with a sarcastic irony in my voice.

Wherever Mistress goes, you will no doubt always find one of her pink sissy poodle bitches at Her side