Mistress Jacqui is a very interesting woman. She is crafty, fun, sensual and strict! She is also bisexual and loves palying with slaves of both sexes. Her home is luxurious, and well-designed for play. She enjoys making her subs compete, and watching her male subs together. Stories are told from the perspective of her male sub, Daniel. I think this way of storytelling allows the reader to become fully immersed in the story! I love roleplaying these stories, and am happy to do custom recordings of scenes or the entire story. To get the full story, you will call me for the password. Enjoy the teasers!
Story 1: Cum Torture
Synopsis of Story 1: Mistress Jacqui invites Daniel over to serve her. Wehn he gets to her home, he is introduced to another submissive, Katherine. They must please their mistress together!
Story One Teaser~
For several years, I was the submissive of Mistress Jacqui, a beautiful, devious, bisexual woman. Mistress Jacqui loved playing with slaves of both sexes, usually at the same time. Many times she’d allow me to join her while she reduced a slave girl to a quivering mess by using a technique she called “cum torture.”
One afternoon, Mistress Jacqui called me at work. Her husky, sensual voice caused my cock to stir when I picked up the phone. “What are you doing tonight, pet?’ she asked, and I could envision the evil smile on her face.
“I didn’t have any plans.”
“Be at my home for 7. I’ve got a surprise. We’ll have some fun,” she hung up, laughing.
At 7, I was pulling into her driveway. Her job as an advertising executive allowed her to build a large home in the suburbs, set on over four acres of land, backed up to a state forest. She had built the house towards the back of the property, leaving a long driveway. She said she loved the location. There were no nosy neighbors to ask what all the screaming was about. I noticed another car parked in the driveway, and wondered whose it was. I would soon find out.
I made my way out of the car and to the door. Mistress Jacqui’s entry door was an “airlock”. There was the exterior door, a small foyer, and then an ornate, heavy wooden door that was the actual door into her home. I opened the exterior door, and stood in the foyer. Mistress Jacqui required her submissives to remove their “vanilla” clothes before entering. Often, she would leave other clothes in the foyer that she wished her subs to wear. Once she had left acomplete French Maid’s outfit for me, including 6″ stiletto heels which I had teetered around on for most of a day.
Tonight, there was nothing, except my black leather collar, sitting on a small circular table. I quickly stripped out of all my clothes, folding them neatly on the floor underneath the table. My cock was already rock hard, and my breathing quickened as I placed the collar, the symbol of her ownership around my neck. I then pressed the door bell, and kneeled on the floor, eyes cast down, before the door, awaiting her.
Story Two: The Competition
Synopsis of Story Two: Mistress Jacqui has two male subs compete for her attention. In a contest of sorts, involving bi cocksucking, the sluts must prove who is better!
Story Two Teaser~ Friday afternoon the phone at my desk rang. “Hello?” I answered, then smiled.
“Hello my little pet,” Mistress Jacqui’s husky sultry voice came over the line. “Would you like to entertain me tonight?”
“Whatever you desire,” I replied quietly, hoping I couldn’t be heard outside my office door.
“Be here at the usual time,” she said, then hung up.
At 7, I was pulling into her driveway. For those who have not read my earlier story about Mistress Jacqui, she lived in the suburbs, with her house set at the end of a very long driveway in isolated seclusion. I quickly exited the car and walked to the entry door. When I entered, there was a note on the table inside the entry hall. It read:
Pet, do not undress. I wish to speak to you for a bit before we begin. Place my collar around your neck, ring the bell, then await me on your knees -
Mistress Jacqui
I did as the note instructed. Shortly after ringing the doorbell, I could hear her heels clicking on the hardwood floor as she approached. The door swung open, and I was gazing down at her red leather stiletto heels. “I’m here to serve you Mistress,” I said ritually, then kissed the toe of each foot.
She raised my chin with her hand and she squatted down to gaze into my eyes, a friendly, warm smile on her bright red, full lips. She was wearing a simple mid-length red leather skirt and a white silk blouse. In her left hand she carried a leash, which she attached to my collar. “Come along, pet. I wishto talk with you a bit.”
I followed along obediently, my eyes watching the sway of her round ass under the skirt. We went down the hallway and into Mistress Jacqui’s playroom. In addition to the queen sized bed and St. Andrew’s cross, she had moved a large padded chair into the room. She made her way to it and sat down, indicating that she wished me to kneel before her.
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