The Mistress of the House - Part 2

A demure young woman in a maid's uniform opened the door of the exquisite mansion and stepped aside as Zoey and Austin entered. After closing the door behind them she presented Zoey with a sealed white envelope, quickly bowed, and walked away.

"What is it?" Austin asked.

Zoey shrugged and gently tore open the envelope. Inside was a thick piece of card stock and on it was a simple handwritten note: "Go to the library and remove your clothing. Indulge in gentle foreplay. No orgasms allowed."

She handed the note to Austin and he read it and stared at Zoey as if he expected some sort of guidance from her.

"We showed up here," she said. "So I guess we should just do what she wants?"

Zoey slipped the note back into the envelope and carried it with her as they made their way to the library where Mistress Claire had caught them fucking during the party the previous weekend.

"We could still leave, you know," Austin said as he grabbed Zoey's hand and stopped her. "I'd definitely get fired, but I could just get a new job. I mean, we might have to move to a different city, but I'm sure I could get a new job."

It wasn't the first time he'd brought up that particular scenario and Zoey knew he'd have little trouble finding a new job. She could find one too. It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to move to a new city, either.

The thing was, Zoey had enjoyed everything that had unfolded in the library. She'd enjoyed the way Mistress Claire had taken control, the way she'd ordered them around with such skill, the way she'd made them do exactly as she desired with such lust in her eyes, as if controlling them was the most erotic thing she'd ever experienced.

Zoey hadn't confessed the level of her enjoyment to Austin, though given that she'd had an orgasm he should have suspected she'd enjoyed herself to a certain degree.

Instead of saying anything, Zoey took Austin's hand and guided it under her skirt and into her panties. His eyes went wide as her wetness engulfed his fingers. He pushed deep inside her and rubbed her clit a little and it seemed that she'd communicated her desire without much effort.

"Let's go," she said.

Austin followed as Zoey made her way to the library. The moment he shut the door she stripped and set her clothes and the envelope on an ornate-looking chair resting against the wall.

Once Austin was naked Zoey grabbed his cock - which was semi-stiff - and led him towards the middle of the room. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck while she stroked him. His cock slipped between her thighs and she moaned as his hand traveled over her breasts, down her stomach, and between her legs to pleasure her in earnest.

"You're so wet," he said.

Zoey spun around and met his gaze. "I know. And you're so hard."

He smiled. "I know."

They kissed and Zoey guided Austin's cock between her legs and rubbed the head over her pussy lips. She was wet enough to push him onto his back and take him for a ride, but they'd been instructed to indulge in foreplay so she refrained from pursuing further pleasure.

"Could you handle it if I sucked your cock?" she asked. "Could you hold off on cumming?"

Austin nodded and Zoey sank to her knees. She kissed his thighs and stomach and his stiff shaft. She kissed the head and ran her tongue over it while looking up at him. She kissed his balls, too, doing so with a smile on her face before she parted her lips and engulfed his cock.

"Oh, fuck," he said.

Zoey sucked and stroked Austin's stiff dick and savored the sweet taste of his precum. She enjoyed the look of pleasure on his face, too, and she knew she could make him cum with ease, that he wouldn't be able to resist despite the fact that Mistress Claire had left clear instruction.

So, Zoey stopped and moved to her back. She spread her legs and pointed at her pussy. "Go down on me."

Austin dropped to his knees and went to work without hesitation. His fingered her and licked her clit and Zoey smiled at his eagerness and the rather exceptional skill he displayed in working her over.

The library door opened and Mistress Claire walked in. Austin didn't notice - or didn't care - and kept on working Zoey's pussy.

Zoey couldn't take her eyes off the mistress of the house, though. She looked impossibly elegant in a black a-line dress and heels and in one hand she held a black bag that piqued Zoey's curiosity.

"That's enough, Austin," Mistress Claire said. "Sit back on your knees and put your hands behind your back."

Austin did as instructed and Mistress Claire reached into the bag, produced a pair of handcuffs, and swiftly placed them on his wrists. She reached into her bag once more and pulled out a black ball gag with a red strap. A moment later it was in Austin's mouth and the strap was affixed behind his head. The final item to emerge from the bag was a blindfold and she placed it over Austin's eyes, plunging him into darkness while Zoey watched with an ever-increasing sense of excitement.

Mistress Claire turned to Zoey, offered her hand, and said, "Stand up."

Zoey did so and looked down at her husband in a ball gag and blindfold. He looked so vulnerable, and yet she felt a curious desire to play with him, though it occurred to Zoey that his sense of vulnerability might have triggered her desire to play.

"Remain here, Austin," Mistress Claire instructed. "On your knees. Don't move from this position until I give you permission. Nod if you understand."

Austin nodded and Mistress Claire took Zoey's hand and led her towards the library door. They stepped into the hallway together and Zoey instinctively laid her arm over her breasts as she walked a step behind the mistress of the house.

The young woman in the maid's uniform walked by, but she kept her eyes focused on the floor. Zoey wondered if she wasn't the first woman to be led naked around the house, which in turn led her to wonder if Mistress Claire had far bigger plans for her and Austin than simply directing them to pleasure each other as she saw fit.

Mistress Claire opened a door at the far end of the hallway and gestured for Zoey to step through. She did so and was pleasantly surprised to find herself in an elegantly-decorated bedroom with a large four post bed against the far wall, two chairs in the corners opposite the bed, and a door that led to a large bathroom suite.

"On your knees," Mistress Claire instructed as she entered the room and shut the door. "Hands behind your back."

Zoey dropped to her knees and clasped her hands behind her back. She admired the obvious quality of Mistress Claire's high heels before dragging her gaze upwards.

"You wanted to come back, didn't you?" she asked.

Zoey nodded. "Yes, mistress."

"What happened in the library, it excited you, didn't it?"

"Yes, mistress."

Mistress Claire stepped behind Zoey and slowly gathered her hair, taking a tight grip before pulling hard and forcing Zoey to spin around so she was once again facing the beautiful woman.

"I watched you from the moment you walked in that night," she said. "I was struck by your beauty, and by the innocence behind your eyes. You've not experienced much in your life, have you Zoey? Certainly nothing like surrendering yourself to the commands of a woman like me."

Zoey shook her head and Mistress Claire pulled her hair tighter. The pain was sharp and Zoey winced, though it was impossible to ignore the distinctly pleasurable tingling sensation between her legs.

"You enjoyed doing as you were told, didn't you?"

"Yes, mistress."

"And today, when you opened that envelope and read my instructions, you felt excitement, didn't you?"

Zoey nodded. "I did, mistress. I was...I got wet. I made Austin feel it."

Mistress Claire smiled. "I know you did. I was watching. We have quite a few cameras in this house, Zoey. I was watching your every move. I thoroughly enjoyed the desire you feel for your husband. You kiss him with such fervor."

She maintained her grip on Zoey's hair while stepping behind her. Then she pulled up hard and Zoey stood to lessen the pain.

"Good girl," Mistress Claire said as she released Zoey's hair, stepped closer, and ran her fingers down her back. She gave Zoey's ass a quick smack and then grasped her breasts from behind.

Zoey closed her eyes and moaned softly as Mistress Claire kissed her neck and gently rolled her nipples between her fingers.

"Does that feel good?" she asked.

"Yes, mistress."

It felt better than good and Zoey wasn't entirely sure why. She wasn't bisexual. She'd never been with a woman. And yet it felt incredible to be touched by the woman standing behind her.

The pleasure quickly transitioned to pain as Mistress Claire pinched both of Zoey's nipples and pulled hard. She closed her eyes tightly and winced, but the pain got worse and soon enough she cried out and squirmed to try and free herself from the grasp of the woman inflicting the suffering.

Mistress Claire released Zoey's nipples and pulled her close once more. She caressed the flesh she'd just punished and kissed Zoey's neck. Pleasure once again coursed through her body and a sense of relaxation followed.

"There's something I'd like to show you. Wait here," Mistress Claire said.

Zoey remained in the middle of the room with her hands clasped behind her back as Mistress Claire walked out. She looked around the room for a camera but saw nothing obvious, though Zoey strongly suspected she was being watched so she remained still until the mistress of the house returned.

Mistress Claire was holding an iPad when she stepped into the bedroom once more. She tapped the screen and approached Zoey. She held the tablet in front of her and Zoey saw her husband on his knees in the exact position they'd left him in.

The camera appeared to be in a far corner of the room and afforded a view of the door, which opened not long after Zoey first gazed upon the screen. The young woman in the maid's uniform stepped into the library and immediately removed her clothing. She walked towards Austin and caressed his face as she bent over and said something to him.

"What's she doing?" Zoey asked.

Mistress Claire spanked Zoey's ass. "Quiet."

The maid - now naked in the library - pulled the ball gag from Austin's mouth and let it rest against his neck. She then grabbed a handful of his hair and guided his mouth to her pussy.

Jealousy coursed through Zoey's body. She wondered if Austin knew he was licking a stranger's pussy or if he thought his tongue was buried deep inside his wife. She wanted to storm out of the room, to run into the library, to push the young maid away and take her place.

"He looks like he's enjoying himself, doesn’t he?" Mistress Claire asked.

His cock had gone soft while he'd waited, but it was hard now. He was licking the maid's pussy with great vigor, too. Zoey chose to believe that he was doing so because he believed he was pleasuring his wife, but there was a part of her that wondered if Austin was turned on because he knew he was pleasuring someone new.

"Yes, mistress, he does," she answered. "Why...why are you showing me this?"

Mistress Claire grasped one of Zoey's breasts and squeezed hard enough to make her wince. Then she slapped it and the pain deepened. "Because I want to, Zoey. Because it turns me on to make you suffer through watching your husband give another woman an orgasm. Because I want you to understand that I see you and Austin as my personal playthings, as toys for me to enjoy at my leisure."

Despite the relative agony of watching Austin pleasure another woman - and of having her breast slapped with such vigor - Mistress Claire's words left Zoey dripping with excitement.

"Take this," Mistress Claire instructed as she offered the iPad. "And keep watching."

Zoey took the iPad and watched as instructed. She spared a few glances for Mistress Claire, though, who unzipped her dress and carefully removed it, leaving her in heels and a matching black lace bra and panty set that looked both elegant and wildly expensive.

"Get in the bed, Zoey. On your hands and knees. Place the iPad beneath you so you can continue watching it."

Zoey crawled into the bed, set the iPad down, and got on her hands and knees as instructed. Mistress Claire moved into the bed behind her and ran her soft hands over Zoey's ass cheeks.

"Your cunt is swollen with desire," she said. "Is that because you like the idea of being my plaything, Zoey?"

"Yes, mistress," she admitted.

A handful of blows landed on Zoey's ass, each delivered with more force than the last. The pain was considerable, and yet Zoey felt her pussy quite literally dripping.

"You're going to be a great deal of fun to play with, Zoey," Mistress Claire said before slipping what felt like multiple fingers inside her. "Some dominant women like to break a wild, rebellious plaything, but I like the ones that are eager to play, that desperately want to be shaped into whatever form of submissive I crave. You may not know it yet, but you're the kind of plaything I enjoy most, Zoey."

Zoey sucked in a sharp breath as it felt like Mistress Claire's entire hand was attempting to enter her. It was too much, though. She couldn't stretch that far. She couldn't take it. The pressure was intense and with it came pain, so much so that Zoey fell forward onto the bed to escape it.

She received a quick, painful spanking after doing so and then Mistress Claire showered her ass and lower back in soft kisses. "I have so much to teach you, Zoey. You're going to be a perfect plaything for me. A perfect little toy for your mistress. I'm not so sure about Austin, but I'll work on him, too."

Mistress Claire backed out of the bed and Zoey returned to her hands and knees. She watched the maid grab two handfuls of Austin's hair and begin to grind her pussy against his face just like Zoey had done the previous weekend. The maid was going to cum. Austin was going to make another woman cum. Jealousy tore through Zoey, but she knew better than to try and leave the room. She knew that doing so would result in what would likely be a vicious spanking.

"I'm going to send someone in to enjoy you, Zoey," Mistress Claire said. "You'll be nervous. Perhaps a little scared. There's no need to worry, though. You're safe. You will always be safe with me."

"Thank you, mistress."

She smiled and left the room. Zoey turned her attention to the iPad and watched Austin make another woman cum as she wondered what Mistress Claire meant about sending someone in to enjoy her. The young maid's body trembled as she climaxed and she stepped back with a bright smile on her face before bending over and placing the ball gag in Austin's mouth once more.

Then the bedroom door opened. Zoey turned to see a man enter. He looked to be in his early twenties. He looked at her and his lips curled into a slight smile before he stripped. She knew she was supposed to concentrate on the iPad, but she couldn't. All she could think about was what the young man was there to do.

His intentions became clear when he got himself hard, pulled out a condom, and rolled it down his cock. He strode purposefully towards the bed, moved behind Zoey, and slipped inside her without notice.

"Oh, fuck," he said with every inch of his considerably-sized cock inside her.

Zoey was stunned, both at how quickly she'd gone from being spanked and fingered by Mistress Claire to being fucked by a man she'd never met and at the sudden and surprising surge of lust she felt.

Mistress Claire's words repeated in Zoey's mind as the cock began to move in and out of her.

"You're going to be a perfect plaything for me."

That's what she was in that moment. A plaything. She was being used for the young man's pleasure. Her pussy was his to enjoy at Mistress Claire's instruction. Zoey was to do nothing more than receive the cock.

As the fucking continued, Zoey saw Mistress Claire enter the library. She had an iPad in her hand and she looked up at the camera and smiled as she approached Austin.

Zoey panicked. Mistress Claire had made her watch Austin lick another woman's pussy and now she was going to make Austin watch as another man fucked his wife.

Mistress Claire approached Austin, but instead of removing the blindfold and showing him the iPad, she pulled yet another pair of cuffs from the black bag she'd left in the library. Those cuffs ended up on Austin's ankles.

Only then did the blindfold come off. The guy inside Zoey was fucking her harder and she could feel a building pleasure in her loins. She didn't want to feel it. She wanted to hate what was happening. She wanted to hate that a stranger was fucking her at the order of Mistress Claire. She wanted to hate that she'd remained on her hands and knees and let that stranger fuck her. She wanted to hate it, but she didn't. Zoey knew her body well and she knew that she was building towards an orgasm, that everything that had happened that afternoon had aroused her to the point that being fucked doggystyle by a stranger might very well give her an orgasm.

Mistress Claire showed Austin the iPad. Zoey couldn't see the details of her husband's face - the camera was too far away - but his sense of panic was obvious. He was watching another man fuck his wife and it clearly didn't sit well with him.

He tried to move, to leave the library, but Mistress Claire grabbed a handful of his hair, pushed him to the ground, and sat on his back. She placed the iPad in front of him and held his head, forcing him to focus on the screen.

Zoey felt a sudden burst of pleasure. It was fucked up. She shouldn't have enjoyed Austin being made to watch something he didn't want to see, and yet she did. She was getting off on it, in fact.

"Harder."

The word escaped her lips before she could think to refrain from saying it. The young man inside her fucked her harder. He dug his fingers into her hips and he fucked her with great vigor, his body slamming into hers. Zoey moaned. She moaned because it felt good. She moaned because the whole situation was intensely arousing in a way she knew it shouldn't have been. She wondered if she moaned because the naughtiness of all of it was just so fucking hot.

"I'm gonna cum," the guy announced.

"Me too!"

Zoey looked at the screen and then arched her back, rolled her neck back, and climaxed. She did so in a way that would make it clear to her husband she was cumming. She wanted him to see it. She wasn't sure why, but she wanted it. Knowing he was seeing it made her orgasm better.

The guy buried his dick inside her and he too came. He grabbed two fistfuls of her ass cheeks and squeezed hard. Austin saw that too and Zoey wondered if he knew the guy was wearing a condom or if he thought another man was cumming inside her.

The young man pulled out and Zoey collapsed onto the bed. He pulled the condom off and left it on one of the chairs in the corner of the room. He got dressed and left, leaving Zoey alone as her body pulsed from the continued aftershocks of pleasure.

When she could muster the strength, Zoey lifted her body and looked at iPad once more. Austin was on his back and Mistress Claire was sitting on his face. She was riding his mouth and doing so with great vigor. She was looking at the iPad and Zoey wondered if she'd recorded the sex and was watching it all over again.

Mistress Claire came quickly. Her thighs clamped down on Austin's face and she set the iPad on the ground and fell forward with her eyes closed and her mouth agape, presumably letting out a steady stream of wondrous moans.

When she was finished, Mistress Claire got up and put the blindfold and ball gag back on, leaving Austin bound and in the dark in the library. She pulled her panties over her pussy, picked up the iPad, and left the room.

Not long after, the bedroom door opened and Mistress Claire walked through. She set the iPad down and picked up the used condom before approaching the bed. She studied the cum resting at the tip of the prophylactic and smiled.

"Tyler is the name of the young man that fucked you. His cock is exquisite and I thought you might enjoy it. Based on what I saw, I was right about that."

"Yes, you were," Zoey admitted. "Thank you, mistress."

Mistress Claire smiled like she hadn't expected the thank you and was delighted by it. "You're welcome, Zoey. Being my plaything comes with many pleasures, I promise you. It won't all be pleasant, as you've already discovered, but there are numerous benefits to it."

"Yes, mistress."

"Your husband didn't enjoy himself quite like you did," she said. "Though I'll admit that his suffering turned me on."

Zoey felt for Austin - she'd been the one to initiate their return to the mansion - and yet she found herself once again awash in a desire to serve the woman standing just a few feet from her. It was a desire she had little control over and one that she desperately wanted to surrender to.

"Is there anything I can do to convince Austin to come back?" she asked.

Mistress Claire smiled and approached the bed. "Men are easy to manipulate. All you have to do is stoke their desire. In your husband's case, there was a part of him that enjoyed watching you get fucked. A small part of him, but if you can nurture that part, if you can help it grow, he'll want to come back. He's not unlike you. He wants to serve. He just doesn't want it as strongly as you do. I'd suggest you turn him on and then make him serve your pussy while you tell him how good it felt to get fucked. He'll experience angst, and when he does, tend to his cock. Stroke it. Suck it. Take it inside you. Make him cum while you tell him how good it felt to get fucked by that big cock that used your pussy. I promise, he'll want to come back. He'll want more of that."

Mistress Claire reached out and caressed the backs of Zoey's thighs before fingering her slowly and deeply.

"Even if he doesn't, though, you can come by yourself. It's you that I want, Zoey. You that I want to turn into my plaything. Your husband is fun to play with and I do like having couples in the house, but you're the one I crave."

It felt so good to be wanted by the beautiful woman fingering her that Zoey's pussy gushed and warmth spread through her body. She knew in that moment that she'd come back no matter what, but she was going to make an effort to get Austin to return as well.

"I want to come back," she said.

"Good. Return the same thing next Thursday, with your husband or on your own. It's your choice."

"Thank you, mistress."

Mistress Claire pulled her fingers from Zoey's pushed and motioned for her to climb out of the bed and get on her knees. Zoey did so without hesitation and clasped her hands behind her back without thinking.

"Open your mouth."

Zoey parted her lips and tilted her head back. A moment later Mistress Claire upended the condom over her mouth and poured the young man's load onto her tongue. She ran her fingers down the length of the condom to get every last drop of cum out of it and then tossed the used rubber aside and smiled.

"Swallow his cum."

Zoey swallowed. It burned a little going down but that turned her on. Her mouth remained coated with a thin layer of the young man's cum and she smiled up at Mistress Claire.

"Now go into the library and give your husband a blowjob. You may tell him it's you, but you must keep him gagged and blindfolded. Inform him that you enjoyed getting fucked, that the cock that filled you was incredible, that you came so hard on it. Then make Austin cum in your mouth and swallow everything he offers you. Once you've finished you may get dressed and leave."

"Thank you, mistress," Zoey said.

Mistress Claire helped Zoey to her feet and pulled her in for a long, deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues mingled and Zoey melted into her arms. It felt like a moment of complete surrender and it filled her with a surprising sense of joy and lust that she wanted to hold onto forever.

"I can't wait to see you again, mistress," Zoey said.

Mistress Claire caressed her face, smiled, and replied, "I feel the same way, Zoey. Now go pleasure your husband."

Zoey left the bedroom riding high on a mixture of lust and joy. She would give Austin a slow, sensual blowjob and offer the verbal teasing Mistress Claire had described. She would pleasure him, she would make him cum, and she would swallow for him. She would spend her week working hard to make him want to come back, too, but even if she couldn't Zoey knew she'd return without her husband.

She was hooked on the things she felt in the mansion, on the way Mistress Claire made her feel and she needed more, so much so that she was certain she'd be very nearly out of her mind with desire by the time next Thursday rolled around.

That was probably what Mistress Claire wanted, though, and Zoey found pleasure and contentment in the idea of surrendering to that kind of arousal, to that desperate need because it served her mistress and serving was exactly what Zoey wanted to do.