Message-ID: <23329asstr$953946616@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: ip201326@ip.pt (Christine and David) X-Original-Message-ID: <38db5619.307705@news.telenet.pt> Subject: {ASSM} In The Bank Manager's Cupboard - Part Nine. Date: Fri, 24 Mar 2000 20:10:17 -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: Vulpine, apuleius In The Bank Manager's Cupboard - Part Nine. By Christine Stevenson, http://www.mschristine.com/bank.html Copyright 1986-2000 Christine and David Stevenson David stood up and attempted to straighten himself out beneath the knickers, to make himself more respectable. He climbed the stairs and entered the bedroom. Karin was removing her skirt and jacket, dressed now in leather basque, panties and stockings. The boots, David could now see, ended some four inches above her knees. Karin turned to face him. By way of explanation for why she was undressing she said, "Those clothes are a bit restricting for what I have in mind for you David. I'm going to need plenty of room for movement." David hoped that after all these games, his hour had finally come. His prospects rose as she lowered her eyes to his penis, which now pointed at her through the maid's dress. She seemed to almost lick her lips in anticipation. David's spirits soared as she instructed, "Lie on the bed." He crawled across the quilt and lay on his back expectantly, as Karin walked around to the head of the bed. His dreams crashed as she ordered, "Face down." He turned over, thinking of her earlier comment. 'Six strokes', she did mean it after all! But at least then it would all be over. He would have paid his dues. How bad could six strokes be? Six strokes with what? Grabbing his left wrist, she snapped a manacle in place and quickly walking around the bed, she did the same at left ankle, right ankle and right wrist. My god, he thought. She is prepared for this. Cuffs already in place on the bed! How often does she do this kind of thing? What kind of woman had got her claws into him? He began to feel genuine fear and trepidation. This was a gigantic mistake, he thought, he had to get out of this now. "Please Madam," he begged, "can I go now, I'm sorry Madam. I've learnt my lesson." "Shut up," she threatened, "or it will be very much worse for you." She left the room for some moments and returned with a number of implements that she dumped on the chair beside the bed. She pulled the maid's outfit up to his shoulders and tried to pull the knickers down. She encountered the resistance of his erection, and tugged harder until the knickers came down to the tops of his thighs. "Oh yes," she said, "it seems you really deserve this my lad. Even now you're lusting!" She walked around the bed until she was in his line of sight. "Look at me David," she commanded. She was standing with one hand on her hip, the other behind her back, her legs astride. Blatantly exposed, her black silky knickers barely concealed her mound. The basque moulding her figure like a corset gave her a voluptuous shape. Her breasts pointed at him. Above, the black choker completed the black ensemble and seemed to focus his eyes towards her cleavage. His eyes ran down again to her mound framed by black suspenders. That black silky triangle between powerful thighs seemed to embody all his desires and engulfed him. Despite his situation David wanted her desperately, his penis twitched and jerked against the bedcovers beneath him. He had never wanted a woman so badly in his life. She is a veritable sex goddess, he thought. It took but moments for him to absorb the eroticism of the vision before him, but it seemed like an age. Karin continued, having only paused briefly to be sure she had his full attention. "You insulted me and my home by your filthy behaviour last night, for that I am going to give you twelve strokes of the tawse." 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 digest is free of charge. Subscribe in subject line:- DOMestic@Ms-Christine.com Moderated by David & Christine Stevenson. 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