A Dorothy X Quatre story, very S&M with Dorothy definitely in control.
"So, Quatre, you came here to put your body in my hands," said Dorothy, who was dressed in a sleeveless black knit dress that ended above her knee and black elbow length gloves.
"Yes, Dorothy," said Quatre dressed in a vest, pink shirt and white pants.
"I am to be called mistress. Say it."
"Mistress, yes."
"What is it that you want, slave?"
"I want relief from the guilt, the burden, the responsibility I feel. I want to leave the decision making to someone else for once. And I want it to be you. I know you will punish me as I truly deserve."
She slapped him. "You forgot something."
"Yes, mistress," said Quatre.
"Put this dog collar on and take off the rest of your clothes. I will treat you like the degraded worm that you truly are. I will walk all over you and remind you of your true place in the universe, worm!"
Quatre took off his clothes and sat on the bed, awaiting his next order.
Dorothy looked at him, then snapped, "Who said you could sit down, slave!"
Quatre stood up.
She pulled off one of the gloves and slapped him with it. "Who said you could stand?"
"Yes, mistress, what shall I do?"
Dorothy pulled off the other glove and said, "Lie face down on the bed and shove that creamy butt of yours in the air for my approval. I will decide what to do when you are in proper form."
Quatre lay face down and put his butt up in the air. "What is it that you're going to do, mistress?"
"No questions, slave! You are most disobedient, full of questions."
"I'm sorry, mistress."
"Show some remorse... Damn it!" said Dorothy. She stroked Quatre's butt and handled his balls. "Heh, you've got some heft there. Hmmm, I don't like the sight of your butt being so colorless. I shall bring color to them." She took the paddle out of her closet. "Look on this, slave. You will remember to thank me and ask me for another, do you understand?"
WHAP!! She hit his butt in such a way that they immediately became pink. "Aaugh! Thank you, mistress, may I have another?" said Quatre. Actually, the sound was much larger than the actual impact, but it still had a sting.
She hit him again on the ass. "Aaugh! Mistress, please another!" cried Quatre, ashamed but unable to keep from saying it.
She slowly inserted a butt plug dipped in vaseline into his tight crevice. "Ahhh," said Quatre.
Dorothy paddled him several times on the butt. The butt plug slid back and forth from the impact, making him excited. Then she noticed the tears coming down Quatre's face. She licked them off and said, "Oh, dear slave, be patient." She noticed his erection hanging between his legs. "More is to come. Now sit up!"
"Yes, mistress." He gingerly lowered himself on his ass.
Dorothy took out a pair of nipple clamps with a chain connecting them. She calmly clamped them on Quatre's nipples.
"OW!" said Quatre.
"Did I say you could scream, slave?" snapped Dorothy.
"No, mistress," Quatre said. "Ahhh!" Dorothy had pulled on the chain to see if the nipple clamps were in place. They were, as shown by the involuntary yelp by Quatre. Then she quickly tied a cock ring around the base of his shaft.
"Just making sure that you last as long as I want, slave," said Dorothy with a razor-sharp smile.
"Do... mistress?"
Dorothy then said, "I've done quite enough for you for now. Now it's your job to please me!" She took off the knit dress to reveal she was wearing a black lace bra and a garter belt holding up her silk stockings. She hadn't been wearing panties the whole time. She sat on the bed, and pointed toward her crotch. "Use your tongue slave!"
Quatre looked quite shocked. "I've never done this before, mistress!"
"Well, you better hurry up and learn, haven't you? And who said you could question my orders?" She pulled on the chain connected to the nipple clamps. Quatre gasped in pain. She let go just as quickly. "I'm just showing you who's in charge," she said. "I'm not interested in damaging you. Your flesh is much too precious for that. But I only have so much patience... Now eat it and don't forget my thighs either!"
"Yes, mistress," said Quatre, who began doing what she demanded.
"Don't be so timid," Dorothy reproached. "Lick harder! That's better." Heh, he has some talent at this, she thought.
After a few minutes, Dorothy frowned. "Why did you stop?"
"My jaw's starting to ache, mistress."
"You're so useless," she snapped. She pushed him back on the bed and looked at erection Quatre was sporting. "I guess we'll have to do this the old-fashioned way, huh." She put her hand on his shaft and said, "This is how you use your mouth... " She proceeded to give him an expert blowjob. As an extra measure, and she pulled out Hitachi massage wand from underneath the bed and began using it on his balls.
Quatre arched his back, clenched his fists and closed his eyes. A cry of ecstacy and frustration came out of his mouth. "I can't stand anymore." He was beginning to see weird byzantine patterns of color behind his eyelids.
"But I haven't had fun yet," said Dorothy. She pushed herself down on him and began rocking back and forth. The motion also caused the butt plug to move around inside of him, hitting that spot inside him.
As Quatre screamed, Dorothy yelled, "Scream louder, Quatre, louder! I want to hear what kind of effect I'm having on your, oh, so tender flesh!"
"Oh, God, let me come! I can't stand it anymore. Mistress!" he panted.
"I love it when you beg like that. It's so amuuuusing," she purred. "Get on your hands and knees."
Quatre groaned but did so. He was quite surprised when she didn't pull out the paddle, but pulled out something that looked like it was part pelt, part pouch and part elastic. "May I ask what you are doing, mistress?"
"What do you think? I'm going to use a strap-on dildo on you, fool," she said as she heavily coated the long, but thin thing with Astroglide, a water-based lubricant. She then poured some on her fingers. "Are you going to thank me for all I've done for you, so far?"
"Thank you, mistress."
She sank a finger, then two deep past the ring. Finally satisfied that it was to her liking, she pushed it into him slowly. She pulled him up to a sitting position and heard him give a strangled cry. "Please, please," she heard him say. Only after a few strokes, did she take off the cock ring. As he was almost ready to come, it didn't take long before he did so. Quatre finally erupted and the white liquid flew across the room. He collapsed as if he had lost all the bones in his body, falling into her awaiting arms.
"Quatre, am I not the only one who can give you this? Am I not the only one who make you happy?" Dorothy gave him a kiss and waited for his reply.
"Yes, mistress."
The End
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