Surprisingly nice mistress and a promising start
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 27
by
copier
· original author:
falseident
With Jackie gone, the intensity of the situation further pressures your already stressed psyche. S&M…isn’t that all movie stuff? Yet, here you are in front of someone Jackie had called ‘Mistress.’ The same person who had dominated you in her office had been dominated in the past by this same woman.
Speaking of, you really hadn’t taken into account just who this Mistress was. Finally taking stock, you realize this woman must be close to six foot three inches in height. You'd wager she was late twenties in age.
She’s sporting broad shoulders along with powerful biceps and yet…she’s so soft looking. Clearly, this person trained not for sculpting but for power in her body and it showed. She had a slight pudge to her belly but overall, she was stacked. You’d wager she’s a Kimberly Smalls kind of woman in the assets department with everything scaled up a bit…
“I don’t know the last time a sub has so brazenly ogled me but it’s refreshing at least.”
Startled by the deep and husky voice addressing you, you look up to peer into the ice blue eyes of your newest host. Her shoulder length dirty blond hair hid one eye with a swept lock but you could still tell her eyes were warning you but were also playful.
“I’d be careful if I were you…I wouldn’t want to have to put you in your place before we learn a bit more about each other.”
She folds her arms beneath her breasts and cocks her head at you, laughing lightly. Those breasts…what the hell were their size? Her dark fabric corset pushed them up surely but they were nearing cantaloupes in size-
You realize your mistake as your hostess turns around and gives you a breathtaking view of her black leather panty covered rear. She’s tall enough that your position on the low counter has you face to rear…with the rearbeing taller than you. Holy shit each cheek dwarfed you and together they’d rival a mature watermelon in size and volume. Her legs were adorned in fishnet stockings which emphasized their thunder like qualities-
Quick as lightning, the ass you had been near salivating over was pressed into your face, squishing your nose into the crack portion of the panties. You raise your hands to vainly attempt to halt the mountainous booty’s descent when…it suddenly stops. You’re bent over backwards and your knees are bowed slightly.
“You really should learn to listen for not so subtle cues, little guy. It’s important to be up front and communicate but things are much more fun when you can pick up on things without need for words. Understand?”
Shaking under the weight being applied on you, you attempt to say “Yes, Ma’am” but you only manage to muffle into her buttcheeks a weak “Yff Mffm.”
Chuckling, she purrs “Ah, what was that? I didn’t quite understand you. How about a nice big kiss to show me you understand? Make it loud for me.”
Trembling, not so much from the weight anymore but the kinky order sending shivers down your spine, you try your best to pucker up and plant a loud kiss on the seat of her leather panties.
She gives a contented sigh and states formally “That will have to do…for now.” She straightens up, freeing you from the booty trap you were stuck in. Your face is flush and lined with impressions from her panties. You wipe the slobber that had built up at the corner of your mouth and looked up to the woman who had dominated you effortlessly.
“Not even a few minutes in and I already have you kissing my ass. You really are a sub aren’t you~. I wonder if that’s due to my charms or if you really are that depraved.”
Realizing this, you blush heavily and try to hide the tent in your pants.
“Now then, what’s your full name outside of this place?"
“Uh...my name is Jake Bigg.”
Your host guffaws loudly, holding a hand up to her face before replying “Amusing last name, Mister Bigg. I might just have to incorporate that later. Just know you probably won’t get to keep that name while you’re here.”
“As for me, outside of this place I am Roxxie. You’ll get the last name later; don’t want you looking up any information online yet after all.” Roxxie shoots you a wink after saying this. You gulp in realization.
“Now Jake quick question; what turns you on?”
Your eyes go wide as saucers in response to this and you start stammering.
“Jakey, it’s not good to keep me waiting.” Roxxie grins wolfishly as she twists her hips in your direction.
“Uh…that. That’s what…turns me on. Being…manhandled a bit. Losing control and uh…I…I’m not sure what else quite…yet.”
As your words took form, Roxxie had begun rocking her hips lightly and she took note of your eyes following them.
“Hmmm, can you…elaborate? Manhandled how? Maybe you can give me examples”
“… I…liked it when uh…I was sat on and…hugged tightly…too tightly. Just…I’m malleable so I end up getting…stuck sometime.”
“Small and malleable? I can see how you’d end up so…lewd, Jake. You must have been introduced to sooo many women’s bodies. Willingly…and unwillingly.”
Roxxie’s monologue was accompanied by her bending forward and jutting her breasts out just to see your reaction. Predictably, your eyes dialate and focus on the cleavage before them.
“So, from what I understand…you like being squished against the feminine form? Immobilized and smashed by our soft yet powerful bodies? Letting you rub and grab as much flesh as you can but never allowed to get away until we allow you to?”
Roxxie had thrust her face directly before yours, her eyes wide with excitement yet still maintained a calculating look to them. Sheepishly, you nod your head. After all this time you cannot bring yourself to contradict her.
“Perfect. I’ve got a read on your tastes but I’m sure it will evolve through sessions. Now, let’s lay down some rules. If you make people uncomfortable and they ask you to stop, you need to stop. No excuses. This may be hard to read sometime so work with them to establish a word to use to indicate when one of you wants the play to stop. Pineapple is a classic.”
Roxxie pulled away and was now the very image of a professional. She stares at you expecting your full attention.
“Work with your partner if you feel like trying something new. I’ll let the girls have a general idea of your tastes and you need to remember that every person has their own tastes as well so try to accommodate them. If everyone is pleased at the end then you can consider the session a success! You might even get some requests from them and me~.”
Another sultry wink sends yet another shiver through you.
“Now, we actually have some people here who I feel would be a perfect fit for you...other than me of course~. All you need to do so go down the hall and pick doors 1, 3 or 5. Those rooms were just taken and are waiting for a little playmate like you."
You lean over the counter to look down the slightly dark hallway and see a series of doors. They're all plainly numbered with brass plaques. Roxxie continues.
"I would avoid door 4... I'm not sure that one is good for you just yet. Otherwise, pick me and I'll take you to door 2 and we can...continue where we left off?"
Roxxie grins and runs her tongue over her teeth, enticing you...
What's your decision?
Speaking of, you really hadn’t taken into account just who this Mistress was. Finally taking stock, you realize this woman must be close to six foot three inches in height. You'd wager she was late twenties in age.
She’s sporting broad shoulders along with powerful biceps and yet…she’s so soft looking. Clearly, this person trained not for sculpting but for power in her body and it showed. She had a slight pudge to her belly but overall, she was stacked. You’d wager she’s a Kimberly Smalls kind of woman in the assets department with everything scaled up a bit…
“I don’t know the last time a sub has so brazenly ogled me but it’s refreshing at least.”
Startled by the deep and husky voice addressing you, you look up to peer into the ice blue eyes of your newest host. Her shoulder length dirty blond hair hid one eye with a swept lock but you could still tell her eyes were warning you but were also playful.
“I’d be careful if I were you…I wouldn’t want to have to put you in your place before we learn a bit more about each other.”
She folds her arms beneath her breasts and cocks her head at you, laughing lightly. Those breasts…what the hell were their size? Her dark fabric corset pushed them up surely but they were nearing cantaloupes in size-
You realize your mistake as your hostess turns around and gives you a breathtaking view of her black leather panty covered rear. She’s tall enough that your position on the low counter has you face to rear…with the rearbeing taller than you. Holy shit each cheek dwarfed you and together they’d rival a mature watermelon in size and volume. Her legs were adorned in fishnet stockings which emphasized their thunder like qualities-
Quick as lightning, the ass you had been near salivating over was pressed into your face, squishing your nose into the crack portion of the panties. You raise your hands to vainly attempt to halt the mountainous booty’s descent when…it suddenly stops. You’re bent over backwards and your knees are bowed slightly.
“You really should learn to listen for not so subtle cues, little guy. It’s important to be up front and communicate but things are much more fun when you can pick up on things without need for words. Understand?”
Shaking under the weight being applied on you, you attempt to say “Yes, Ma’am” but you only manage to muffle into her buttcheeks a weak “Yff Mffm.”
Chuckling, she purrs “Ah, what was that? I didn’t quite understand you. How about a nice big kiss to show me you understand? Make it loud for me.”
Trembling, not so much from the weight anymore but the kinky order sending shivers down your spine, you try your best to pucker up and plant a loud kiss on the seat of her leather panties.
She gives a contented sigh and states formally “That will have to do…for now.” She straightens up, freeing you from the booty trap you were stuck in. Your face is flush and lined with impressions from her panties. You wipe the slobber that had built up at the corner of your mouth and looked up to the woman who had dominated you effortlessly.
“Not even a few minutes in and I already have you kissing my ass. You really are a sub aren’t you~. I wonder if that’s due to my charms or if you really are that depraved.”
Realizing this, you blush heavily and try to hide the tent in your pants.
“Now then, what’s your full name outside of this place?"
“Uh...my name is Jake Bigg.”
Your host guffaws loudly, holding a hand up to her face before replying “Amusing last name, Mister Bigg. I might just have to incorporate that later. Just know you probably won’t get to keep that name while you’re here.”
“As for me, outside of this place I am Roxxie. You’ll get the last name later; don’t want you looking up any information online yet after all.” Roxxie shoots you a wink after saying this. You gulp in realization.
“Now Jake quick question; what turns you on?”
Your eyes go wide as saucers in response to this and you start stammering.
“Jakey, it’s not good to keep me waiting.” Roxxie grins wolfishly as she twists her hips in your direction.
“Uh…that. That’s what…turns me on. Being…manhandled a bit. Losing control and uh…I…I’m not sure what else quite…yet.”
As your words took form, Roxxie had begun rocking her hips lightly and she took note of your eyes following them.
“Hmmm, can you…elaborate? Manhandled how? Maybe you can give me examples”
“… I…liked it when uh…I was sat on and…hugged tightly…too tightly. Just…I’m malleable so I end up getting…stuck sometime.”
“Small and malleable? I can see how you’d end up so…lewd, Jake. You must have been introduced to sooo many women’s bodies. Willingly…and unwillingly.”
Roxxie’s monologue was accompanied by her bending forward and jutting her breasts out just to see your reaction. Predictably, your eyes dialate and focus on the cleavage before them.
“So, from what I understand…you like being squished against the feminine form? Immobilized and smashed by our soft yet powerful bodies? Letting you rub and grab as much flesh as you can but never allowed to get away until we allow you to?”
Roxxie had thrust her face directly before yours, her eyes wide with excitement yet still maintained a calculating look to them. Sheepishly, you nod your head. After all this time you cannot bring yourself to contradict her.
“Perfect. I’ve got a read on your tastes but I’m sure it will evolve through sessions. Now, let’s lay down some rules. If you make people uncomfortable and they ask you to stop, you need to stop. No excuses. This may be hard to read sometime so work with them to establish a word to use to indicate when one of you wants the play to stop. Pineapple is a classic.”
Roxxie pulled away and was now the very image of a professional. She stares at you expecting your full attention.
“Work with your partner if you feel like trying something new. I’ll let the girls have a general idea of your tastes and you need to remember that every person has their own tastes as well so try to accommodate them. If everyone is pleased at the end then you can consider the session a success! You might even get some requests from them and me~.”
Another sultry wink sends yet another shiver through you.
“Now, we actually have some people here who I feel would be a perfect fit for you...other than me of course~. All you need to do so go down the hall and pick doors 1, 3 or 5. Those rooms were just taken and are waiting for a little playmate like you."
You lean over the counter to look down the slightly dark hallway and see a series of doors. They're all plainly numbered with brass plaques. Roxxie continues.
"I would avoid door 4... I'm not sure that one is good for you just yet. Otherwise, pick me and I'll take you to door 2 and we can...continue where we left off?"
Roxxie grins and runs her tongue over her teeth, enticing you...
What's your decision?
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March 28, 2025
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