Dominatrix Domain
" You didn't tell anyone about this...did you?"
" No...I live alone..., why do you ask?"
" Nothing really...it's just that I prefer guys who have little or no connections...they're easier that way...if you got family...sometimes the wife can make things difficult...if she finds out."
" I'm not married...so that's no problem...and no one at the place I work knows I'm calling you...I simply saw your website on the Internet together with your number."
" Ok...that's great...so you know what the token of appreciation is..., right?"
" It's two hundred for an hour."
" You got it...so I'll see you at seven tomorrow night?"
" Ok...I'll be there...dress up like you show yourself on the site."
" I will...I'll give you all the punishment you deserve...and then some, trust me...I will."
" Ok ma'am...I'll be looking forward to the session...sounds like it'll be cool!"
" Oh it will be...it will be!"
With that, sexy Helen hung up the phone and returned to the livingroom where she parked her ass on the sofa, fired up a fresh cigarette, and picked up a magazine she'd been reading, starting from where she left off before the phone call.
As a self employed dominatrix, Helen made out ok. She had the looks to go with it. Her dark hairs where cut at the collar; she was in shape, and she was basically a loner, a perfect trait for her kind of work, falling in love with someone would only be an obstacle, it was best if she only dealt with men on a 'professional' basis.
When the day came to an end, Helen turned in for the night. The next morning, she got up and did her routine, this and that, also going shopping and taking a walk in the afternoon. Finally, when evening came, she ate supper, washed the dishes, and then went into her bedroom, getting herself ready for the scheduled session with the guy she spoke to on the phone yesterday.
Before a full length mirror, Helen removed her regular clothes and then dressed herself in her femdom outfit. She put on a pair of thigh high black stiletto boots, a black leather waist cincher, long black gloves, and nothing else. With her ass and tits exposed, Helen ventured over to the closet and removed a long trench coat, putting it on over her frame until the 'guest' arrived.
Out in the livingroom again, sexy Helen went over to a drawer built into a cabinet and removed a small test tube full of some red solution. The tube was capped shut. With the thing in hand, the brunette ventured toward the kitchen saying to herself, " All right...he's got no family...and no one knows he's coming over...he'll be perfect...gotta have some fun for myself every once in a while..., ha, ha!"
Once she was in the kitchen, Helen placed the test tube upon the counter and prepared some coffee, making a pot of the black stuff. At last, the coffee was done as the doorbell rang.
" Cool...he's here..., great!"
When she was back in the livingroom, Helen peaked out from behind the curtain and saw the guy's car parked in the drive behind her vehicle. Also, she took note of a figure standing on her front porch before the entrance. As a result, Helen strolled over to the door and opened it. Before her stood a middle aged guy dressed in casual attire.
" Come in...I take it you're..., what was your name again?"
" Mike."
" Ok Mike..., come on in...I'm all set..."
Mile stepped inside her place as she asked, " Where's the money?"
" Right here."
He produced his wallet and removed two hundred bucks in cash, handing the bills to the good looking dominatrix.
" Thanks.", replied Helen as she ventured over to the same drawer from which she previously extracted the test tube.
Back by the guy again, she asked, " Care for some coffee?"
" Ah..., no, I'm ok."
" C'mon...I made some for you."
" Well...in that case...I'll have a cup."
" I'll be right back...why don't you get undressed in the meantime."
Having had previous dominatrix sessions with other women, Mike felt at ease as he took all his clothes off and placed them on the nearby sofa.
In the kitchen, Helen grinned to herself and removed the test tube's plastic cap, pouring a little of the red stuff into the base of a coffee cup. After placing the cap back onto the tube, she poured coffee into the cup and filled it to the brim. Helen returned to the livingroom with the cup and gave it to the now naked guy as he knelt there in front of her.
" Thanks...tastes pretty good."
" It's the best...trust me...it is.", answered Helen as she removed her coat and tossed it to the sofa, revealing her super sexy frame!
" You look terrific..., let's start the session.", said Mike, finishing off the last contents of the cup, finally placing the empty thing to the nearby livingroom table.
" The session'll start in about a minute."
" Why can't we start now?"
" Because...it'll take a minute or so until the stuff takes effect.", replied Helen, standing in front of the kneeling man with her weight shifted and her hands on her hips.
" Stuff?"
" Yea...I put something in the coffee."
" You mean..., you can't do that...that's against the law!"
" Is it?"
" What did you put in it anyway?"
" You'll find out..., in fact...it should start working right about now..."
" Hey..., what's...what's going on, I feel funny...everything seems like it's changing...!"
" It's you that's changing...can't you tell?"
" What's happening to me?"
" You're getting smaller and smaller...shrinking away!"
" No...that's not possible!"
" But it is...just look at yourself..., ha, ha!"
" Please..., no, can't you reverse this?"
" No fucken way!"
" Why...how?"
" I found some magic potion a few years back when I took a vacation to some poor country...as for why..., well, like you told me on the phone...no one knows you're here...every once in a while..., I shrink a client, have some fun with him before I do him in..., that's all..., ha, ha!"
" No, please don't hurt me!"
" Ha..., there we go...now it's done, you're now only three inches high..., ha, ha!"
" Please..., Helen..., ma'am!"
" Fuck you, you little shit..., you're all mine now to play with...the world'll never hear from you again!"
" I'll do whatever you say!"
" Ofcourse you will....I'm sure of that!"
Mike got to his tiny feet and stared up at the lady before him. To the little man, she looked like a giant, causing fear to run through his frame!
Staring down at him, Helen said, " Maybe I should just step on you...what do you think of that?"
" No..., please don't!", cried Mike as she raised her right boot, mocking the tiny man.
In desperation, Mike ran to the left, trying to get away from her. He ran like mad until he got to the far corner of the room, his mind going blank as terror went through his system. Turning around, he gazed away and watched as her giant looking boots got closer and closer. Finally, Helen squatted before him and said in an evil tone, " Now that wasn't too smart, going into a corner...what a jerk!"
" No..., please....no!", cried Mike as she reached forth with her right hand, taking up the guy.
" No, no..., don't hurt me!", yelled the man as she stood straight again and ventured over to the sofa, dropping Mike to the cushion afterward.
" I believe that's what most of you guys want..., right?"
" What..., what are you talking about?"
Slowly, the dominatrix rotated her frame, saying, " Facesitting..., what else....I'm sure you wanted me to sit on you face..., right?"
Holding his hands upward, the little naked guy stared straight up at her beautiful naked ass as the thing came down at him!
" No..., Helen, please!"
Frantically, he ran to the left, getting out of the way just in time.
" You little shit...I'm gonna sit on your face if it's the last thing I do!"
" Please, Helen...let's talk!"
" Fuckyou!"
Helen quickly got up and again parked her ASS!, this time a few inches over. Sure enough, she got him, squeezing poor little Mike between her butt and the soft cushion! Lucky for him, the cushion's material was flexible enough, allowing the guy to live, the pressure was great enough to make him uncomfortable but not that great that it would kill him.
While her gorgeous ass held him in place, she said with humor, " So you wanna talk...well talk..., I'm listening."
Obviously, she heard nothing, she only felt his motions as the man tried to work himself out from under her firm behind, not having much of any success.
" I don't hear you..., guess you don't have anything to say..., ha, ha!"
For the next five minutes, Helen allowed him to stay there, not able to free himself. At last, however, the woman got up and turned around, watching the little man get back to his feet, somewhat dazed for a few moments.
" So how was that...that's what I call a facesitting session!"
" Helen..., c'mon...be reasonable!"
" I am reasonable....why don't you give me a good reason why I should let you live."
" Please...I'll do whatever you say!"
" You said that already....it means nothing...I already can make you do what I want...so what's your fucken point?"
" Don't kill me..., please don't!"
" You still haven't given me a good reason."
" Please!"
" You're such a cry baby!", replied the woman as she took him up by one of his arms and went with him into the kitchen, going over to the sink, dangling the man above the drain.
" What is that?", asked Helen.
" It's a drain."
" It's more than that...watch this."
With her left hand, Helen reached over to a switch and flicked it.
" No, no, please, no!"
" Yea....like that sound? It sounds hungry...hungry for you!"
" No, please..., please....I'll do whatever you say, please!"
" There you go again...you can't even help yourself...now can you?"
" No!"
A sadistic delight glowing from her dark eyes, Helen released the tiny man, dropping him down into the electric garbage disposer! It only took seconds and his helpless body was cut to pieces, nothing left but blood a scraps! Next, Helen turned on the water, let it run for a moment, then turned it off, washing away what was left of him. After she turned the switch off, Helen returned to the livingroom and disposed of his clothes. All set, the evil lady replaced the test tube to the drawer and went back to her bedroom, removing the leather outfit and sticking the coat back into the closet.
When she had everything ready, Helen went back into her regular clothes, a pair of jeans, western boots, and a casual shirt. Since it was already dark out, the lady grabbed his car keys which she removed from his clothes before throwing them away and went outside. There, she lowered her ass behind the wheel of his car and drove off, abandoning the thing a few miles away. After walking back to her place, the dominatrix got undressed and went to bed, knowing that tomorrow would bring more clients, more people for her to make money off of. And if she felt like it, she would even shrink one of them, some guy with no connections, someone the world wouldn't even miss.
The End