Message-ID: <21113asstr$942476129@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: np98rb@mail.telepac.pt (Christine & David Stevenson) Subject: {ASSM} The Bank Manager's Radio Controlled Slave - Part Eighteen X-Post-Date: Mon, 18 Oct 1999 12:22:54 GMT X-Original-Message-ID: <380b10a7.63579963@news.telenet.pt> X-Newsreader: Forte Free Agent 1.11/32.235 X-Original-Path: 195.23.214.11 NNTP-Posting-Host: 195.23.214.11 X-Trace: 18 Oct 1999 13:23:02 GMT, 195.23.214.11 Lines: 113 X-To: story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us JMDigest-Score: good -2 Date: Sat, 13 Nov 1999 01:55:29 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin 'The Bank Manager's Radio Controlled Slave' Copyright: 1986 thru 1999. Christine Stevenson. http://www.mschristine.com/bank.html Part Eighteen Susan had a lot of ground she wanted to cover. She had read and seen so much now on the subject of Female Domination that she was in a hurry to try everything. She inspected the equipment that Karin had kept at the flat for use on Davinia and found a number of toys she would like to try. Susan took Davinia into the bedroom and removed her dress, then the two girls lay on the bed dressed in their lingerie and heels. They caressed gently and kissed passionately, as slowly they excited each other. Eventually Susan's hand strayed down to Davinia's panties, "Oh dear, Davinia! You're being male again, aren't you?" Davinia nodded regretfully. Then Susan grabbed Davinia by the balls and explained, "I will either have to put your belt back on or punish you myself. Do you want your belt back on Davinia?" "No Ms. Jennings," Davinia obediently replied. "You leave me no choice, do you? Turn over!" Susan ordered. Susan gagged Davinia with a strap on ball gag and fastened it at the back of her head. She strapped Davinia's arms and legs to the straps provided at the four corners of the bed, picked up a cane which was hanging on the wall and pronounce, "Your first punishment from me will be for lust and a lack of interest in your Mistress' pleasure. Too much self interest and exhibiting male sexuality, when your Mistress desires a female companion to please her. Need I go on?". Davinia realised that in her condition she was not expected to answer. Susan continued, "I am going to be severe with you Davinia. You must be set a firm example to teach you to take your role more seriously." Susan had no idea how many strokes she intended to give, as this was the first punishment she had ever administered. She knew though, that she wanted to make this first beating a memorable experience for both of them. She had fantasised over this moment for so long now, that she had a lot of pent up desire to release into Davinia's backside. Carefully avoiding the lower back, which she knew from the books Karin had lent her could be dicey, she laid stripe after stripe down over Davinia's cheeks. She enjoyed cutting the strokes into the overhang of Davinia's bottom, above the top of her thighs. After about thirty strokes she wondered how red Davinia's bottom would be, so she pulled her panties down over her suspendered thighs to look. She felt pleased with the result so far. Davinia was breathing heavily through her nostrils but looked like she could take plenty more yet. Susan had read that the best area to apply the cane was that three inch band of flesh, above the tops of the thighs and below the bony area of the upper backside. She decided to test her aim, and so laid the next thirty back and forth across that narrow band. Pacing panther-like around the bed every third stroke, she applied the cane in batches of three quickly applied cuts. Her skill quickly developed and soon she had a swathe of bluish red flesh that burnt like a brand into Davinia's soul. Davinia, who had taken many a beating over the previous couple of years, was impressed with Susan's skill with the undercut and assumed that she was very experienced with the use of the cane. As Susan dropped the cane with a clatter onto the dressing table, Davinia also assumed that it was all over. She sighed thankfully, as that had, without doubt, been one of the most powerful punishments she had ever received. Davinia's blue/red band passed directly over her anal entrance. Susan, pulling the sore flesh around to examine her handiwork, noticed this. With an amused smile she strode quickly to the dressing table drawer and pulled out the dildo pants she had seen there. ------------------------------------------------------ The DOMestic digest is free of charge. Subscribe in subject line:- DOMestic@Ms-Christine.com Moderated by David & Christine Stevenson. 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