Message-ID: <14412eli$9808151845@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: np98rb@mail.telepac.pt (Christine & David Stevenson) Subject: The Bank Manager's Radio Controlled Slave - part twenty-one Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <35cd907b.3496800@news.ip.pt> 'The Bank Manager's Radio Controlled Slave' Part Twenty-one http://www.mschristine.com/books.html mailto: books@mschristine.com Copyright: 1986 thru 1997. Christine Stevenson. He heard Karin clicking down the stairs a couple of times during the day, she looked through a spyhole he guessed, then went away again. Then after dark she came in again, still wearing the same outfit. Donal thought, 'Wow! Imagine walking around like that all day, just as well it's summer'. She was carrying a coiled bullwhip and Donal's decision was made in a flash. He scurried over to her and kissed her feet. "I'm sorry for my attitude earlier today Madam, please forgive me. Please help me to reform my ways, I promise to try as hard as I can to follow your wishes." Karin just stood there and basked in glow of conquest. This was, without doubt, the moment she savoured the most. They were all so predictable. They resisted a little at first but eventually they broke and it was 'all over bar the shouting'. Of course sometimes you would get a relapse, but they were rare. Something to do with the stupid male ego she assumed, but nothing she couldn't handle. Once they started down the path to submission, the rest was just tailoring the psyche into loyal and obedient acceptance of their servile position. Once Donal had started he found it difficult to stop. In some ways it was a relief to at least have made a decision, whatever might come of it in the future. His enthusiasm bubbled over and he grovelled at her feet begging for her forgiveness. "Enough!" Karin ordered. "Now we can start to improve things for you a little. Follow me," she turned and he started to rise, "on your knees," she instructed. Donal struggled up the stairs after her, the difficulty of his progress at least had the effect of keeping his erection in check. Following as he was behind her, he could see her beautiful body tantalisingly displayed above him, but his erection never fully developed. Instead he concentrated on not banging his knees on the stairs, and tried to remember his 'manners'. She led him through to a small sitting room that had been converted into her office. She seated herself behind the desk, similar in almost every respect, to the last one he had seen her at. She pointed to the open front of the desk and said, "Kneel there in front of the desk. I may have to communicate with you in order to rehabilitate you, but I certainly don't have to look at you!" Karin could be so cruel, without even having to try hard. It was true, kneeling in front of the desk he was totally out of sight. He of course could either avert his eyes or look through the open fronted desk at Karin's seated body. She had long since got rid of the modesty board as it would obviously have interfered with her fun. He wished he had the strength of character to avert his eyes, he knew he would pay for it but he couldn't help staring at the crotch of her knickers. She reclined in her chair, aggressively open legged and apparently careless of displaying herself. It was probably the cruellest insult of all. Showing no modesty at all suggested that he had ceased to be acknowledged as a man. Her total lack of concern as she stood over him, legs astride or sat in positions that allowed him such erotic sights, was either a deliberate tease, or worse, it meant he was viewed as nothing more than an object or pet. He had never been so completely ignored in his life, it was as if he did not exist - the invisible man. ------------------------------------------------------ The DOMestic mailing list is free of charge. Subscribe in subject line:- DOMestic@Ms-Christine.com Moderated by David & Christine Stevenson. Subscribe online at http://www.mschristine.com/domestic.html ------------------------------------------------------ .....Authors of the Fem Dom Training Program..... Warning! Turns your wife/lover into a Dominatrix. Email enquiries to:- program@Ms-Christine.com http://www.mschristine.com/program.html -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----