Mistress Bonita

by Ellie Norton

  She was smiling down at me. When my gaze met hers, she said, "You seem to be wearing too much clothing, my pet. Stand so I may remove them."

  I immediately rose to stand before her. "Yes, Mistress."

  She took her time, kissing each bit of skin that she bared as my clothes fell to the ground. Her mouth felt incredible on me and I had to struggle not to touch her. I was panting by the time I stood naked, except for my collar, in front of her. She smiled at my effort, and said, "You were so good today, accepting your punishment in the store that I've decided to give you a gift tonight." All of the uncertainty and guilt from earlier was gone from her eyes as she looked at me.

  I smiled, "What is it, Mistress?"

  "You may go to my cabinet and pick out whatever you want me to use on you tonight," She said.

  I grinned; I'd been dying to look more closely at her toys. "Thank you, Mistress," I said and hurried over to the cabinet. She chuckled at my excitement and I could hear her move to sit on the bench while I looked. I took my time, there were a few things that I'd never seen before and I had no idea what they did or were used for. I bypassed them and kept looking. I knew what I wanted for tonight. When I made my selection, I moved over to my mistress showing her what I wanted. She grinned seeing the harness in my hands. I'd chosen the strap-on with the dildo for Emma as well as me. I'd also chosen a pair of the leather wrist cuffs that could be unclipped and attached to the headboard.

  "This is an excellent choice, my pet," She said approvingly. "Go ahead and get into the bed." I hesitated and Emma asked, "Yes, Rachel?"

  "May I help you put it on, Mistress?" I asked quietly.

  "Of course," She said taking my hand and leading me over to the bed. She let the robe slip off her body and handed the lube to me. I carefully spread it over the dildo on the inside of the harness. She stood with her legs spread waiting for me to put it on. I pulled the straps up her thighs and ran a finger through her folds to make sure she was ready for the phallus. My eyes widened in surprise when I realized how wet she already was. She smirked but didn't say anything. I carefully slipped the dildo into her and finished buckling the straps around her hips. She only gave a small gasp as it slid into place. When I was finished, Emma pulled me in for a deep, needy kiss. I moaned as I felt the second dildo press into my stomach. When we broke the kiss, she gently buckled the wrist cuffs in place, but didn't immediately clip them together. She directed me to kneel on the bed and I hurried to obey. Once I was in place, she pulled my hands behind my back and clipped the cuffs together. Anticipation was racing through me and I could feel the flood of moisture pooling between my thighs. I was aching to be filled.

  Emma climbed onto the bed and after lubing the dildo, she settled herself back against the pillows. "I want you to ride me, Rachel."

  "Yes, Mistress," I said breathily, growing even more aroused at the thought.

  She grinned and I moved carefully into position, straddling her hips. Emma reached out to put a hand on my arm to help steady me as I settled myself over her. She used her other hand to guide the tip of the phallus to my opening. When it was in place, she ordered, "Slowly lower yourself."

  "Yes, Mistress," I gasped as I followed her command.

  I shuddered as I slowly felt myself be filled. Emma moaned as my weight pushed her dildo further into her. I paused when I had taken the entire phallus into me. My inner walls convulsively flexed around the dildo. When her green eyes met mine, I began to rock my hips slowly, gradually picking up speed as I rode my mistress. It wasn't long before the orgasm was building within me and I began to struggle against its pull. Emma tensed under me and I knew she was close, which just encouraged me to give into the release my body craved.

  My mistress noticed and she said, "Come for me, Rachel." Immediately, my body clamped around the dildo and my release washed over me. Emma cried out under me and I paused in my movement, unsure if she would want me to continue. "Don't stop," She ordered, and I immediately began to thrust my hips against her. A second orgasm immediately started building within me. Just before I got to the point when I would have to fight against my body's needs, my mistress demanded that I come again, and I felt my body react instantly, sending me back over the edge.

  Emma had me stop after that and I reluctantly shifted to allow the dildo to slip out of my dripping center. She unclipped my cuffs and had me lie on my back. My mistress put a pillow under my hips, propping them up so my weight wouldn't rest on my bruised ass and I smiled gratefully up at her. She gave me a quick kiss before attaching my wrists to the headboard. She moved between my thighs and in one swift motion, drove the dildo back into my core. I groaned feeling myself be filled again. As soon as she was as deep inside of me as she could go, she demanded, "Come, Rachel." And I did. My inner walls immediately clamped on the phallus, and I shook as I came. "Good girl," She said and began thrusting inside me. I moaned, my hips rising to meet her thrusts. After half a dozen thrusts, my mistress demanded I come again and between one heart beat and the next, I went from a slow build of pleasure to moaning out an orgasm.

  As the last wave of pleasure faded, Emma pulled out of me and quickly unbuckled the strap on. She dropped it on the floor next to the bed and moved up to nibble on my neck. I moaned, and she stopped to meet my gaze. She had a mischievous glint in her eyes. I smiled, knowing she wasn't done with me yet. She leaned in to place a chaste kiss on my lips before smirking as she ordered me to come yet again. I gasped, feeling my body instantly respond to the command.

  "Oh, God," I moaned as the orgasm ripped through me. Emma watched me with predatory hunger and I felt myself blush.

  She bit hard into my shoulder. The pain instantly transferring into pleasure and I came again on a scream. She grinned at me. And I quickly lost track of everything but her mouth on my skin and her orders to come. I have no idea how many times I came that night. I just know that by the time Emma led me into her bedroom, I was so finely tuned to her that she could be across the room, not even touching me, and I would come when she demanded it of me.

  I woke the next morning to the feeling of soft hands on my skin. I smiled and pressed closer to Emma, mumbling, "Too early, Mistress."

  She chuckled, "It's after noon, Rachel."

  I nuzzled her neck and moaned, "Five more minutes."

  "Alright, love," she agreed and I could hear the smile in her voice. She kissed the top of my head and held me against her. I smiled. I was awake, but I didn't want to move. As I lay in the safety of her arms, my thoughts wandered back to the events of the previous night. My cheeks heated as I remembered my body's response to Emma's commands. I shifted awkwardly, wanting to ask about it, but feeling embarrassed.

  "What's wrong?" Emma asked, immediately sensing the tension running through me.

  "I'm just embarrassed. I've never done that before," I muttered, my blush deepening.

  "Oh, honey. You have nothing to be embarrassed about. This was incredible." She said, shifting to catch my gaze.

  "Seriously?"

  "Oh my God, yes. It was the biggest rush I've ever had," She beamed.

  "Oh, I didn't know I could do that." I looked away, focusing my eyes on the wall behind Emma.

  She gently tipped my chin to force my eyes to meet hers again. "Rachel, you are the most natural submissive I've ever met. Your body responds to commands before your mind has time to process them. It's amazing to watch." I could see the truth in her eyes and I sighed.

  "But it's not always like that. I mean, it's just with you, Mistress." I said softly.

  "What do you mean?"

  "Yesterday, that butch ordered me to kneel, and I nearly did. But when she insisted, after I refused, I got angry. I didn't belong to her and I couldn't bow to her. But the second you tugged on my collar, I was on my knees," I explained. She smiled. "Why, Mistress? Why do I only respond that way to you? It's been that way since our eyes met at the party on Saturday. After your performance, I spoke with a couple of other dommes, but they couldn't get to me the way yo
u did. I wouldn't have gone home with any of them, even if they had done and said the same things you did. Why is that?"

  "I honestly don't know, Rachel," she answered softly. "But I do know that I'm never letting you go." She wrapped her arms around me and drew me in for a kiss.

  When our lips parted, I smirked up at Emma. "Mistress, did you just propose to me?"

  Her eyes narrowed. "No, I don't marry my property."

  I felt like I'd been kicked in the gut. I sat up, wrapping my arms around my knees. "Oh. I'm sorry, Mistress." I could hear the bitterness in my own voice.

  Emma's hands were immediately stroking my back, trying to sooth my hurt feelings, but I shrugged her off. She let out a little exasperated sigh and pulled me back into her arms. I didn't let go of my knees, so I ended up in a sort of fetal position against her side. I refused to look at her. "Rachel, if I ask you to marry me, I'm going to ask my girlfriend, not my slave." She said each word carefully.

  "Oh," I said finally relaxing. I let go of my knees and shifted so wrap myself around her. "I'm sorry."

  "It's alright," she said, kissing my temple. We lay in each other's arms for a long time. When my stomach grumbled loudly, Emma laughed. "Come on, love. Let's go make some lunch."

  "Ok," I said, rolling out of the bed. She chuckled at my enthusiasm and I circled the bed to meet her. "I love you, Mistress."

  Her eyes softened, and she reached out to run gentle fingers down my cheek. "I love you too, my pet."

  After we ate, we went back into the playroom and my mistress spent the day finding new ways to make me pleasure her. She refused to let me come for hours, claiming I'd had enough orgasms the previous night to last me a week. I was nearly delirious with need by the time she finally allowed me to come, but I loved every second of it.

  Chapter 7

  As Emma and I got ready to go to the club on Thursday, I felt nerves begin to dance in my belly. If the party over the weekend was anything to judge by, it was going to be an intense night. I knew Emma could sense my nerves, and she did what she could to keep me calm. She didn't say anything, but she touched me often as we did our makeup and got dressed. Her touch soothed me, but as soon as her fingers left my skin, my anticipation came back. It didn't really help that I was going to go out in public in the new corset and the smallest pair of underwear I'd ever worn. The thong was a blue lace that matched the corset, but it left little to the imagination. I would be wearing a long jacket to cover me on the walk between the car and the club, but Emma had told me that I would have to remove it as soon as we got inside. Aside from the beautiful brown leather collar, decorated with steel gears and matching wrist cuffs (not currently tied together), the only other thing I had on was a pair of brown leather ankle boots, which had multiple steel buckles.

  Once I was completely dressed, Emma led me over to the full-length mirror in her bedroom and I had to admit that I looked stunning. The ensemble turned me into the perfect steam-punk submissive and I found myself grinning at my reflection. I looked up to meet my mistress' green eyes in the mirror and saw the possessive pleasure in her eyes. "Do I look alright, Mistress?" I asked, needing to hear her voice.

  "Oh yes, my pet," She said huskily. "You look amazing. Everyone will be jealous that you are on my leash."

  I blushed, immediately feeling self-conscious at the idea of the number of people who would see me like this. Emma smiled, and kissed my cheek. "Mistress, please don't let go of me tonight," I finally voiced the one worry that had been nagging me all day. I didn't want a repeat of the incident at the store.

  She met my gaze in the mirror again and said, with complete seriousness, "I won't, Rachel. I promise that I won't put you in that situation again."

  "Thank you, Mistress."

  We both smiled, and I felt my nerves ease. After a long moment, wherein we just looked at each other, Emma said, "Now, help me get dressed."

  "Yes, Mistress." I turned to help Emma into her outfit. She had purchased a long corseted coat that had a blue brocade that matched my corset. The coat buckled tightly around her waist and accentuated her slim frame while it pushed her breasts up into prominence. She had brown leather leggings that disappeared into her thigh-high boots. When I had finished helping her get dressed, I stepped back to take her in. She looked amazing and my breath caught at the sight of her.

  Emma stepped back in front of the mirror and studied her reflection. She smiled in satisfaction. "Rachel, bring me your leash," she ordered. I hastily grabbed it from her vanity and moved to stand beside her. The leash consisted of several chains braided together with a thing strip of leather. My mistress clipped the chain to the D-ring on my collar and had me kneel at her feet. Then we both turned back to the mirror. The sight of us together instantly had me wet and panting with need. Emma smirked. "Do you like what you see, my pet?"

  "Yes, Mistress," I breathed.

  "Do you like being on my leash?"

  "Yes, Mistress."

  "Good, let's go," Emma said with a wicked grin as she tugged on the leash to bring me to my feet. The gentle tug from the leash sent a shiver through me, as heat raced along my skin. She helped me into my coat, but didn't remove the leash as she led me to her car. On the drive to the club, my nerves came back with a vengeance. I tried to take deep breaths to calm myself down, but the corset made it impossible. Emma noticed and put a gentle hand on my thigh. "It's alright, Rachel. I will take care of you tonight." The combination of her touch and her voice calmed me.

  "Thank you, Mistress," I said, grateful that she understood what I needed most in that moment. We sat in silence for several minutes, her hand still on my bare skin, before I admitted, "I just don't really know what to expect. I mean I know you said you weren't working tonight, but I've never been anywhere like this."

  Her eyebrow lifted. "You were at the party on Saturday."

  "I know, but that doesn't count. I was working, and aside from your performance, everyone just talked in the room I was in. I don't know what happened in other parts of the house." I said, trying to explain why I was so nervous.

  "Alright, I think I understand. Tonight is a special event planned by the club as a fundraiser for a local woman's shelter. The club is in an old warehouse, and there are strict rules that everyone must follow. The main room has a bar, various seating areas and a stage for scenes. There is no sex allowed in the main room. The club has several smaller rooms for various styles of play, and guests are free to use them as they like, though they are expected to bring their own toys. I did not bring any toys with me tonight. I want you to watch the scenes that will be played out tonight to get a better idea of what you might like to try with me, and what might be expected of you if you decide to come with me to work." Emma's voice was serious as she explained her expectations.

  The knot of nerves in my stomach finally dissipated. "Ok, Mistress. Is there anything else I need to know?"

  She smiled softly. "Yes, Rachel. The event will be catered, but you are not to eat or drink anything I don't give you. If you are addresses by another domme, you will be polite, but don't accept any orders from them unless I give you permission. I won't let you out of my sight, but do not cause another scene like you did at the store. Some of the guests are the people that I work for. You will not embarrass me. Do you understand?"

  "Yes, Mistress," I said.

  "Good. The last thing you need to know is that you will be the focus of a lot of envy tonight. The manager of the clothing store, Mistress Britney, is one of the biggest gossips. She saw you fall into the trance the other day. Without a doubt, she has told some of the other dommes about the incident, and they will want to see it for themselves. Do not rise to any bait they give you. I would prefer to save that for another night," She said and I knew she had a specific time and place in mind for when she wanted to reveal my deep subservience, but before I could ask, she continued. "There will also be submissives who will show their jealousy at seeing you in my collar. Ignore them. You are more than they have ever been or w
ill ever be. You are mine." She briefly met my eyes as she spoke the last words.

  "Yes, Mistress. I understand." I said, feeling a warm glow at her words.

  "Say it," she ordered.

  "I belong to you, Mistress," I obediently replied. When she smiled, I added, "I love you."

  Her smiled widened and she glanced back over at me. "I love you too, Rachel." I reached down and entwined my fingers into hers in my lap, letting out a contented sigh as I looked out the window. She gently squeezed my fingers and we held hands for the rest of the drive.

  When we pulled up to the warehouse, I saw a valet stand, with several guys standing around, waiting to park people's cars. As one of the valets ran over to Emma's door, she turned to me. "Are you ready?"

  "Yes, Mistress," I answered, feeling some of my nerves return.

  She smiled. "Do not move, I will come get you," she said as the valet opened her door. She climbed out of the car and walked around to collect me. The valet didn't say anything to me as he slid behind the wheel. I didn't bother to look at him, I just kept my eyes glued to my mistress. She opened my car door and used my leash to pull me out. The first tug against the collar on my neck instantly dissolved my nerves and I followed her into the club.

  Once inside a small lobby, we were immediately stopped by a large bouncer dressed in leather. "May I see your ticket?" He asked Emma politely. She pulled it out of her coat pocket and handed it to the man. "Thank you, ma'am," he said and gestured towards another girl hovering off to the side. "You may give Mandy your coat. Enjoy your night."

  "Thank you," Emma said and pulled me to the girl. My mistress quickly removed my coat and handed it to Mandy. The girl's eyes widened at the sight of my outfit, and I could easily read the jealousy in her eyes; but she didn't comment as she handed Emma the coat check slip. My mistress thanked the girl and let me into the main room of the warehouse.

  My breath caught and I felt my eyes widen at the sight before me. There were people everywhere. Emma stopped just inside the door so I could take in everything. I felt slightly overwhelmed at the variety of pairings in front of me. The other guests were a mix of genders, races and states of dress. As my eyes traveled over the crowd, I saw that Emma and I weren't the most elaborately dressed, but there was also a lot of nudity on display, at least of the part of the submissives.