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by Greg Cline
Desiree is a Dominatrix, a member of a very special society of women who take great pleasure in dominating men. Of course, their interests are varied. Some may enjoy spanking and whipping, some may enjoy bondage, and some may have their own speciality. For Desiree, humiliating men is her specialty, although she is quite happy to go much further than pure humiliation.
Desiree’s latest project, however, is something really special. She intends to give lectures, lessons, to women currently in vanilla relationships, to teach them to find their dominant side and to take control. It may well be that she will also be able to give more practical assistance and to provide the opportunity to put the theories to the test for one or more of her new students. In any case, she is most certainly not going to put her own dominant activities on hold while she spends her time teaching…
Published: 2 / 2012
No. words: 52100
Desiree and Kate sat at a corner table in the restaurant, their heads close together chatting constantly, as if involved in some dark conspiracy.
“I was concerned you may be bored with the lessons, as they are aimed primarily at women who have latent submissive partners who are trying to get them to indulge in the lifestyle,” Desiree said.
“Not at all,” Kate replied. “It will all be applicable one day, and some of it is fascinating. Like the pleasure and pain thing.”
“How do you mean?” Desiree asked.
“The thing with Susan when she said that when she dug her heels into Barry’s thighs as he was eating her, it increased her pleasure.”
“Ah, the balance. Yes, it is an interesting phenomenon.”
“I wonder….” Kate’s voice trailed off as she tried to collect her thoughts. “I wonder whether giving pain exciting in itself. I mean, if you are, say, fully clothed and administering discipline, would that be sexually exciting?”
“Almost orgasmic,” Desiree laughed. “I have a very tight pair of jeans with very bulky seams I reserve for just such occasions.”
Kate looked at her questioningly.
“My dear girl, a slight parting of the nether lips and the seam begins to please me every time I move.” Desiree burst into gales of laughter. “And when I’m caning, I tend to move a lot.”
“That is enough?” Kate asked.
“Not all the time, but it takes me very close to the edge. It is impossible for me to simply cane anyone and then just go about my normal business without sex. It is as if I have ants in my panties.” She laughed again, and Kate laughed too. Desiree’s mood was infectious.
“This is sometimes a bit of an issue when you are giving a punishment. You can’t allow the miscreant to finish you off with his tongue when you’ve finished beating him, because they enjoy it too much. So it defeats the purpose of the punishment in the first place.”
“What do you do?” Kate asked.
“Oh, I always try to have a spare boy on hand for tongue duty. They are usually very good too, especially after I tell them that if their performance is in any way deficient they will be receiving some of what they’ve just witnessed. As luck would have it, you may see for yourself this evening if dispensing a little discipline floats your boat. Would you like to try?”
“Oh yes.” Kate’s eyes shone with excitement.
“There is a facilitator coming today for a three-day stay. As we speak he is awaiting his fate in one of the house cells.”
“A facilitator?” Kate queried.
“A senior male member of the society. The junior members are called minions. There are six facilitators, and this one is a high court judge.”
“Why does he stay for three days? That seems like a long time”
“He needs severe chastisement and humiliation. Day one, he gets it. Day two and three he recovers and suffers in a cell on bread and water, with the occasional visit from whoever is about, to maintain a suitable level of new found humbleness.”
“You say he needs it? Why?” Kate asked.
“He has a mental conflict in his professional life. He must sentence other human beings to sometimes long periods in prison. Despite what they have done, he feels depressed and anxious about his decisions regarding these criminals. Three days with us eases his mind and once again he is comfortable within himself, even if he is not very comfortable sitting down.” Desiree smiled at her own joke, and Kate smiled back.
“I wonder about other aspects of this as well,” she said
“For instance?” Desiree asked.
“OK, say, going back to the example of Susan, a man is busy with his head between your legs doing what he was designed to do, and you are inflicting a little pain on him, say with a whip or a crop. Let’s assume that, like Susan, I would experience heightened pleasure from his efforts. What would happen if he were experiencing pain not inflicted by me, say you were caning him while he worked. Would the effect be the same?”
“I really don’t know,” Desiree, replied. “I feel it could depend on whether you had any involvement in the infliction of pain. If, for example, you were instructing me when to hit him, how hard, and how many, that might still be titillating.”
“It would be so interesting to find out.” Kate said.
“Then we shall, this evening after we have dealt with the judge.”
“There are so many aspect to this,” Kate said.
“There are always more aspects than anyone can imagine,” Desiree said.
“For example, what if just watching someone being beaten while taking tongue was the same?” Kate wondered, half aloud.
“Let us find that out as well,” Desiree enthused brightly. “Let us look at the permutations. First, we have your licker being whacked by you. Next, we have your licker being whacked by me at my own pace, and thirdly we have your licker being whacked by me at your instruction.
“Additionally, we have another male slave, not your licker, being whacked by you and then whacked by me with and without your instructions. Are there any more?”
“No, I think you’ve about covered it,” Kate said.
“Then after we have finished with the judge, we will take a six man massage to ease the tension and make sure we are not overwrought when we begin our experiment. Then we will select two minions who can take a bit of stick, and have passable tongue technique, and then test every combination on both of us. That should keep us out of mischief for a while,” Desiree announced expansively, rising from the table preparing to leave.
“What on earth is a six man massage?” Kate asked incredulously.
“Oh,” Desiree laughed over her shoulder as she walked out of the restaurant. “You will just have to wait and see. It is completely indescribable.”
