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Unn hurried home from work.  Ronnie had promised something special 
tonight.  She had the next couple of days off, so she expected he would 
have something for her that would take a day or two.  

She smiled, remembering the last time they had had some time like this.  
Ronnie had made her go out wearing nothing but a pair of tight leather 
panties under a relatively short coat.  She was getting wet thinking 
about what he had planned this time.

The house seemed empty when the short blonde entered.  At first she 
thought he wasn't home, but then she caught site of his favorite shoes 
in the corner.  If they were here, so was he.

Unn found her husband in the basement.  He wore a faded pair of jeans 
and a worn t-shirt.  She was a bit disappointed.  Usually when he was 
planning on something for her, he wore leather.

He turned and smiled at her as she came down the steps.  “Hi, Unn, ready 
for my surprise?”

She smiled back. “Aren’t I always ready?”

She could see Ronnie was struggling to keep a huge grin off of his face.  
Finally, he gave up.  With a flourish, he gestured to the alcove behind 
her.  As she turned, a dark figure appeared out of the shadows.  Unn 
gasped in surprise, stifling a scream.  She was shocked.  Ronnie had 
never brought in another woman before!  He had not even mentioned it!

Her eyes widened as the other woman moved fully into the light.  She 
wore a tight black leather merry widow, her breasts pushing out the top.  
Her Leather panties were covered with silver studs.  Her dark hair 
framed her face, reaching to just below her shoulders.  She carried a 
scourge in one hand, a handle with six or eight wide leather bands, 
about three feet long.  Her legs were encased in skin-tight leather high 
heeled boots up to her knees.  She stood confidently, lightly tapping 
the lash against her exposed hip.

“Unn, I’d like you to meet Katya,” he made a small motion to the leather 
clad woman.  “Kat, she’s all yours.”

Unn's mouth opened.  “Ronnie, what –-,” 

The lash whipped out, striking Unn at her waist.  She gasped, both 
from the pain, though it really did not hurt that much, and from the 
shock of the unexpected blow.

“You will address only me!” the woman hissed, “I see that you have much 
to learn.  Remove those ridiculous shoes!”

Unn responded automatically to the command, her submissive nature fully 
in control after the lash.  Hesitantly, she looked at her husband.  
Ronnie continued to watch avidly.

The lash snapped out again.  “Eyes forward!  You will not look directly 
at anyone from now on, understand?”

Unn nodded, “yes . . .mistress?”

“Very good.  Perhaps you are not as slow a learner as I had thought.  I 
am mistress Kat.  You are my slave.  If you do not follow my every 
command, immediately, you will be punished, clear?”

“Yes, mistress.”

Mistress Kat walked slowly around Unn, making little sounds of approval 
as she made her inspection.  “Yes, you are a pretty little thing, aren’t 
you.  Strip!  I want you in nothing but your underwear in one minute.  
Go!”  She looked at the watch on her wrist.

Unn started to pull off her clothes.  In her haste, she tore a seam on 
her blouse.  She paused at the sound, chagrined at the loss of the 
blouse, and then the lash struck the wall behind her.  “You have 30 
seconds!” Kat cried.

Unn’s clothes flew.  Soon she stood in a pair of thong panties that 
Ronnie liked and a shimmery pink satin brassiere.  Again Kat made her 
inspection.  As the woman examined her, Unn stood with her head down, 
her hands clasped at the small of her back.

“Yes,” Kat said, “you are a hot little thing.”  Kat ran the straps she 
held over Unn’s shoulder, letting them brush along her breasts as they 
dropped.  Unn shuddered as the lash touched her bare skin.  “Kneel, 
slut!”  The lash snapped across her buttocks.

Unn dropped to her knees.  By now she was fully aroused, and obedient to 
her mistresses’ every whim.

“Back straight, head up, shoulders back!  Let me see those beautiful 
tits of yours!  Quickly, out of that bra!”

Unn shrugged out of her bra without a thought.  Her swollen nipples 
topped her creamy breasts, thrust out, fully erect.  Unn could feel the 
moisture between her legs, and yearned to touch herself.  She held very 
still, however, not wanting to anger her mistress.

Kat was again walking around her, lightly running the lash across Unn’s 
bare skin.  While she did this, she spoke.

“Ronnie, would you get me my things please?  I think it’s time we 
dressed our little slut appropriately.”

Unn heard Ronnie moving.  “I think you’re right, Kat.  She does look a 
little underdressed.”  Unn could hear the smile in his voice.  He was 
thoroughly enjoying this, Unn thought.  And so was she.

She heard a case open, but did not dare to look up to see what was 
happening.  A few seconds later, Mistress Kat again stood next to her.  
“Hold your arms out!” the mistress ordered.

Unn’s arms snapped straight out.  Without any emotion, her mistress 
slipped a red leather brassiere onto her.  She casually adjusted her 
breasts, her hands confidently putting them in the correct position.  
Then the leather-clad woman pulled the brassiere tight, causing Unn to 
gasp at the pressure.  The bra had openings in the cups, her nipples 
fully exposed through them.  Due to the tight fit, her nipples were 
thrust out, the nubs even more erect.

Unn was breathing heavily now.  She stared down at her leather-wrapped 
bosom.  The shiny leather pressed her flesh, confining her.  Mistress 
Kat brushed her nipples with the lash, sending shivers down Unn’s back.

“What do you think, Ronnie?  There is something not quite right about 
this.”  Kat said, intently studying her charge.

“The panties don’t really match the top, I think that’s what it is.”  
Ronnie sounded as if he was discussing the weather.

Kat knelt directly in front of Unn, casually lifting her chin with the 
handle of the lash, running her eyes over Unn’s body.  “You know, I 
think you’re right.  The panties have to go.”  The dark-haired woman 
rose, again moving behind her.  “Ronnie, open that case, the one with 
the flowers on it.”

A few seconds later, Unn heard Ronnie whistle lowly in appreciation.  
“Just the thing,” he agreed.

“Thank you.”  Then the dominatrix snapped her lash against the wall 
again.  “Get up!”  Unn scrambled to her feet.  “Remove those ridiculous 
panties!  You do not have the right to wear them!”  Unn slipped the 
panties over her hips, dropping them to the floor and kicking them away.

“Yes mistress!”

Unn stood with her head down, her hands again behind her back.  The lash 
snapped across the back of her thighs.  “Head up, slut!”  Her head 
snapped up, her nipples again pressing painfully out of her bra.

Mistress Kat moved up close behind her.  Unn could hear the soft sound 
of approval she was making.  “Ronnie, she does have a nice butt, doesn’t 
she?”

Ronnie moved to stand before his wife.  Unn saw his excitement in his 
eyes.  He reached out and firmly pinched her nipples, rolling them 
between his fingers.  Unn gasped, but knew better than to try to pull 
away.  Involuntarily, her mouth opened, and her tongue flicked out to 
moisten her lips.

She quivered when she felt the mistress’ hand on her bottom.  “Mmmm, 
nice and firm.”  The hand squeezed her buttock painfully.  Unn stifled a 
moan.

Unn felt the mistress crouch behind her.  “Step into these,” came the 
command.  She raised one foot, then the other, stepping into the leather 
panties the mistress had brought over.  The handle firmly pushed her 
legs apart.

Kat carefully pulled the panties up.  Then very carefully, she pressed 
the built-in dildo into Unn’s damp pussy.  Unn cried out in surprise.  
She had not looked down through the whole exercise, so the dildo was 
totally unexpected.  It slid up within her.  She restrained herself as 
the anal probe entered her anus.  This prong, lubed lightly, filled her 
ass.

The mistress firmly pulled up on the panties, fully lodging both probes 
deep within Unn.  She ran a firm hand over Unn’s butt again, then 
quickly spanked her.  Unn bit her lip, overwhelmed with the sensations.

“Kneel, slut!”  The lash snapped across her shoulders.  With a moan, Unn 
dropped back to her knees, resting her bottom on her heels, head up, 
shoulders back.  She closed her eyes as the twin dildos shifted with her 
movements.  The mistress walked around her, again lightly touching her 
with the leather straps.  “What do you think, Ronnie?  Is she dressed to 
kill, now?”  

“I think so.  Ready to hit the town, honey?”  Unn opened her mouth, then 
shut it, looking to Kat questioningly.

Kat nodded, “Very good, my pet.  Yes, I think she is ready.”  She 
gestured for Unn to rise, which she quickly did, the dildos again 
shifting within her.  She shivered.  If she was forced to move around a 
lot, she knew she would cum.  The tight panties pressed firmly against 
her clit, and the prongs within her shifted back and forth with each 
movement.

Unn saw her mistress look at Ronnie questioningly, “do you have a light 
dress for her?  We need to go and get her suitable shoes, and I didn’t 
bring any.”

“You’re going shopping?”  Ronnie was tickled.  He knew his wife loved to 
go out in public wearing kinky things under her clothes.  This should be 
fun.

Mistress Kat nodded.  She gestured for Unn to follow her, then went 
upstairs.  Just climbing the stairs was almost too much for the short 
blonde.  When she reached the top, after climbing one step at a time, 
Ronnie was waiting with one of her sundresses.  He quickly slipped it 
over her head, and settled it about her.

Unn noticed that her nipples, still painfully erect, pressed against the 
fabric of her dress, quite obvious.  Mistress Kat, who had changed into 
a skirt and blouse, and looked relatively normal, handed her some 
sandals, saying, “put these on, we’ll find something more suitable while 
we’re out.”

Once Unn was ready, her mistress indicated she should follow.  “While we 
are out, you will address me as Kat, understand?  You will do nothing to 
embarrass me, understand?  If you cause me embarrassment, I will cause 
you pain when we get back.”  She firmly spanked Unn’s derriere.  “Do you 
understand?”

Unn submissively nodded, “yes mistress.”

The two women walked out of the house, Unn moving awkwardly, trying to 
seem casual.  Kat led her to the bus stop.  “We need to go into town to 
find suitable shoes.  Remember, do not embarrass me!” 

The bus pulled up.  Kat climbed in, sitting in the first empty seat.  
Unn tried to climb into the bus casually, the effort causing her to 
sweat.  Oh, Lord, she thought, please don’t let me cum here!

She ended up, perspiring, next to a younger man, maybe eighteen years 
old.  Unn could feel his eyes on her, surreptitiously looking as her 
breasts.  He shifted awkwardly, and Unn knew he had an erection.  If he 
only knew!

The boy continued to glance at her erect nipples all the way into town.  
Unn shifted slightly, the dildos within her moving slightly as her 
juices continued to lubricate them.  

The two women soon got off the bus in the middle of town.  Unn staggered 
as she got off the bus, then leaned against it as her orgasm ripped 
through her.  The boy, who had also gotten off here, watched her with a 
concerned look on his face.  “Are you all right?”

Unn smiled weakly.  “I’ll be fine,” she said, “I’m just a little tired, 
that’s all.  Thank you for asking.”  She smiled at him, then walked on 
to catch up with Kat on shaky legs.  She glanced back once, to see the 
boy watching her swaying hips.  

“Very good, slut,” Kat whispered, “He almost came in his pants while you 
were sitting on the bus.”  Kat sounded delighted.  Unn glanced back one 
more time.  As she walked the plugs within her continued to shift, 
driving her to distraction. She wondered, what would have happened if he 
had seen that?

The two women finally arrived at the shoe store.  Kat made a show of 
examining the shoes on display, and then held a whispered conversation 
with the teller.  Unn tried not to move too much, as each movement sent 
shivers through her body.
The man talking with Unn’s mistress finally nodded, and gestured for 
them to follow him.  Kat crooked a finger at Unn, indicating that she 
was to come too.

Unn followed Kat to the back of the store, then through an entry covered 
with a curtain.  The three had entered the storage area.  As soon as the 
curtain dropped, the curator turned.

“Very good, then,” he said.  “I’ll need to see the outfit I need to 
coordinate with.” 

Kat snapped her fingers, once again the dominatrix.  “Remove your 
dress,” she ordered.

Unn pulled the dress off automatically.  Her swollen nipples continued 
to thrust forward.  She felt her juices, trapped within the tight 
panties.  She stood as she thought the mistress would want, shoulders 
back, head high.

The salesman ran an appreciative eye slowly over Unn’s exposed body.  He 
nodded.  “I think I have something that might do.”

Mistress Kat snapped her fingers again.  “Sit there,” she pointed.  Unn 
sat.  “Remove your sandals, quickly!”  The sandals came off.  Unn 
shuddered through another orgasm, brought on by the quick movements.  
Kat eyed her, then grinned.

The salesman came back shortly, carrying a pair of red and black leather 
boots with stiletto heels.  He firmly grabbed Unn’s calf, and pulled the 
boots on.  They fit tightly, rising above her knees to about mid thigh.  
The man closed the tiny zipper, and suddenly Unn’s legs were enclosed in 
shiny leather.

“Stand!” Kat ordered.

Unn rose, carefully maintaining her balance.  The thin heels on the 
boots were there for show, giving almost no support.  Unn found herself 
balancing forward, on the balls of her feet.  Her calves bunched under 
the boots, pressing firmly against them, beautifully outlined.

Kat made her inspection.  “Perfect,” she pronounced, nodding.  “Pull 
that dress back on, slut.  We are heading back to your husband.  I’m 
sure he is eagerly awaiting you.”

After Unn had pulled the dress back on, still wearing the thigh high 
boots, the two women returned to the bus stop.  Unn saw a man, in his 
forties, frankly looking at her legs, encased in red and black leather.  
She blushed, then returned his gaze, letting her desire show in her 
eyes.  The man continued to admire her until the bus came, running his 
eyes over her body.  She watched as they stopped at her prominent 
nipples, then dropped to her legs, again and again. 

Once the women were on the bus, Unn sat back in her seat, trying to keep 
from cumming again.  This time she sat next to a woman, about her own 
age, that looked to be finishing a shopping trip too.  Unn noticed the 
woman glance at her legs once, and heard her sniff.  Well, Unn thought, 
I’d like to get your tight ass in my basement.  You wouldn’t be so 
snobby then, I’ll bet.

Kat and Unn finally got back to Unn’s place.  Ronnie was waiting as the 
two came in.  “How did it go?” he asked.

“I think our little slut here has been cumming in her panties,” Kat 
replied.  With a slap to Unn’s butt, she ordered, “out of that dress!  
Show the man your new boots.”

Unn shucked the dress, tossing it over a chair.  Kat had pulled off her 
blouse, revealing a white leather brassiere with glittery studs 
scattered over them.  She dropped her skirt, Exposing matching panties.  
She ran a hand over herself, then gently caressed Unn’s bottom.

“Why don’t we remove this?  Ronnie, would you do the honors?” 

Ronnie moved to kneel before his wife, and firmly pulled on her panties.  
The prongs slowly slipped from her holes.  Unn felt her fluids dripping 
down her inner thigh and over her new boots.  It was all she could do to 
remain standing.

“Very nice,” her husband whispered.

Unn stood there, feeling empty now that the panties were off, her damp 
mound fully exposed.  Kat slipped her hand around Unn’s waist, then 
brought it up to tease her nipples.  “I think, however, we will leave 
this on,” she whispered in Unn’s ear.

“Yes mistress,” Unn’s voice quavered.

Mistress Kat firmly grabbed one breast.  “Do you want to fuck her?” she 
asked Ronnie.

“Oh yes!  I want her right now, doggie-style.  I want her with my cock 
in her ass.”  Ronnie was eager.

“Okay.”  To Unn she said, “kneel slut.  Stick your ass in the air so I 
can watch your man fuck it.”

Unn knelt.  Ronnie, his pants open and his cock exposed, moved up behind 
her.  He slid into her gaping pussy quickly, lubing his cock, then 
pressed firmly against her anus.  

Unn winced as he entered her.  Ronnie’s penis was bigger than the probe 
that had recently rested there.  Soon, though, he was fucking her ass 
smoothly.  Unn fingered her pussy, lost in the sensations.

Kat ran her fingers through Unn’s hair as Ronnie fucked her ass.  “You 
like this, don’t you?” she queried.  When Unn did not respond 
immediately, Kat yanked her head back by her hair.  “Answer me!”

Unn sobbed.  “Yes mistress!” she screamed, feeling Ronnie cumming. 
 
Kat let Unn’s hair go as Ronnie pulled his cock from her ass.  “Kneel,” 
she ordered.

Unn struggled to a kneeling position.  Kat stood before her, legs wide, 
her lash again somehow in her hand.  “Understand, slut, you are mine.  
If I wish I could cause you pain,” the lash whipped out, burning across 
Unn’s breasts, “or pleasure,” here Kat lightly ran the leather over 
Unn’s dripping pussy, just barely touching her swollen clit.  “Do you 
understand?”

Unn responded immediately, “yes mistress!”

“Good.  You will be waiting for me, every Saturday morning starting at 
eight, kneeling nude downstairs.  I may or may not come, but you will 
wait.  At noon, if I am not there, you may do as you wish.  If I come 
and find that you have not waited the full amount of time, I will see 
you punished.  Understood?”

“Yes, mistress.”

The woman nodded.  She started slipping into her street clothes again.  
“Then I’ll be going.  Ronnie, see you later, all right?”  She completely 
ignored the kneeling Unn.

“Bye, Kat, thanks for stopping by.  I’m looking forward to your next 
visit.”

Unn waited quietly until Mistress Kat was gone.  Then she looked at her 
husband.  “Every Saturday?” she questioned. 

He nodded, grinning.  

“Oh, Ronnie!  Thank you!”


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