Message-ID: <23020asstr$951927006@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: ip201326@ip.pt (Christine and David) Lines: 80 X-Original-Message-ID: <38bcfd6d.461023@news.telepac.pt> Subject: {ASSM} The Countess and the Caretaker - part thirteen Date: Wed, 1 Mar 2000 11:10:07 -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: kelly, english The Countess and the Caretaker - part thirteen By Christine Stevenson, http://www.mschristine.com/books.html Copyright 1986-2000 Christine and David Stevenson When they reached the door of her apartment, she slid the key into the lock, raised her skirt and removed her knickers. These she stuffed into his mouth, as she unclipped the lead and leaving the collar on him, she turned, walked through the door and closed it on him. He was again left outside, but this time on all fours and with no mention of when she would see him again. Had she forgotten about the collar? He was sure she had not, it was not like her, she always seemed to plan every detail. The husband and wife from the next apartment came out of their door, and looked a little surprised to see him in that position. He pulled the knickers out of his mouth, shoved them into his pocket, mumbled something about woodworm and rushed quickly downstairs to the safety of his own apartment. Once inside, he closed the door and leaned against it, trying to catch his breath. He felt inside his pocket for the knickers and pressed them to his face. The perfume of her orgasms was still fresh and extremely exciting. He placed them carefully on his pillow and stripped off his clothes, so that the only thing he had on was the studded leather collar. He walked over to his mirror and studied his reflection carefully. What a day! He washed himself in the shower, trying not to get the collar wet, put on a bath robe and sat on the edge of his bed. The corner of his Playboy magazine was poking out from under the edge of his bed, and he absentmindedly picked it up and looked at the lady in furs, with her foot on the flat out figure of the man in overalls. She paled totally into insignificance compared to the Countess, and with the thought of her, he once again had a powerful erection. He knew if she were here with him, he would be punished for having it, but she was not, so he lay down, placed her knickers over his face and started to masturbate. Just as he was coming to a peak, his telephone rang. It was the Countess - she had decided he could come to her apartment tomorrow evening at seven, he was to bring both her pairs of knickers with him, washed of course. She then asked him if he had been playing with himself. He was beginning to think she must be psychic, but he admitted that he had. She then lectured at length on controlling his base instincts, adding that he had only been out of her sight for three-quarters of an hour. He would, of course, be punished for this totally unacceptable behaviour, and it would be severe indeed if he were to ejaculate. Then she hung up. The DOMestic digest 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 Warning! Turns your wife/lover into a Dominatrix. The Fem Dom Training Software. http://www.mschristine.com/program.html mailto:program@Ms-Christine.com The DOMestic discussion list has been going well over three years now, and the password site now has over 2,500 files with pictures, articles and over 250 stories for $25 on CD-ROM http://www.mschristine.com/cd.html -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+