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A Coin With Two Tails (F/m)
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By:
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Andrew
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Category:
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BDSM
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Date:
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Feb 05 2012, 1:49 pm
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A Coin With Two Tails (F/m)
This work is published on mydungeonspace.com for non-commercial entertainment purposes only and is copyright to the author (holder of mds user account “andrew” at time of publication). It may not be reproduced in any form, whether in whole or in part, altered in any way, or transmitted to others without the written permission of the author.
Any similarities between the characters and events in this work and those of the real world are purely coincidental.
A Coin With Two Tails
© andrew 2012 All Rights Reserved
"Boy!"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Kneel."
"Yes, Ma'am."
"When did I last allow you to ejaculate?"
"Ah... last Sunday, Ma'am."
"I've just learned I'll be traveling to London for five days. You have five minutes now to accept a gift from me and then you'll wait until I'm back before I even think of allowing you another. Understood?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
She pulls her chair back from her desk, sits with her knees held properly together, her back straight. She points to the calf of the shiny black boot closest to him.
"Here, so you can clean it up when you're finished."
She upends the middle of three hourglasses on her desk; sand begins drizzling into the lower chamber.
"Get started."
She watches him with a smile as he fumbles urgently to unfasten his clothes.
He wets his hand and begins.
"You do need a woman in charge of you, don't you?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Controlling you..."
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Who owns what you're so lucky to have in your hand right now..."
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Who owns you."
"Yes, Ma'am."
She watches.
"I don't want you finishing too soon. Slower."
"Yes, Ma'am."
"You wouldn't dare disobey, would you? That's how badly you need it."
"No, Ma'am."
"Two more minutes," she says. "You know it might as easily have been a whipping; I flipped a coin before you came in."
She takes the whip from her desk drawer and tosses it across her lap where he can see it.
"And I'm in a merciless mood today; it's a pity. One minute."
"Yes, Ma'am."
"But I don't like to cheat myself or you. Would you have preferred a good whipping?"
She smiles sweetly at him, waiting patiently for his reply.
"Whatever would most please you, Ma'am."
"What pleases me is to see you struggle with the question like that. Such a well trained boy. Are you about ready? The glass is almost finished."
"Yes, please, Ma'am..."
"Now then. Get it over with quickly please."
"Ah, ah..."
He begins to spatter her boot, his body rigid as he spasms.
"Faster," she snaps, drawing the cords of the whip impatiently through her fingers.
"Ah, ah...!"
"What do you say?"
"Thank you, Ma'am!"
"Look at the mess you've made. Clean it up."
She watches him go to work, his soft lips and tongue pressed obsequiously to the dripping leather.
"Everything."
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Thank me again."
"Thank you, Ma'am."
She smiles coldly down on him, satisfied.
"Now, I have a lot to do before I leave. You can go and find Annette, ask her to harness and lock you until my return. She knows what to do."
"Yes, Ma'am."
He gazes up at her like a lost puppy.
"What are you looking at? I'm finished with you. Fix your clothes and get moving."
"Yes, Ma'am."
When he reaches the door, she calls to him and he turns.
"Sooner than later I'm going to flip tails. Are you going to be thinking about that while I'm away?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Good. Close the door behind you, please."
She turns her back to him, waiting for the click of the latch before sinking back in her chair to savour her conquest.
She looks at the whip laying in her lap and reflects on how she's going to be feeling upon her return.
What she needs, she thinks, is a coin with two tails.
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