I wrote this back in December for my [ certain creator message funding website ] for the rarefied twenty percent Sunday of the month. I call this a rag instead of a prologue, cuz I haven't decided if you're getting Thomas More just yet. Over the next pair off months I'll have a few stories that I'll let my fan vote on for my next multi-chapter story. The outcome of this tale are parts of what will likely be the third gear arc ...

Disclaimer : This level is my intellectual place, and should be treated as such, do not plagiarize, or Emily Post without permission. If it is not effectual to look at writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of bondage, feminisation and other ‘ deviate'sexual experiences : do n't interpret this. Do n't read it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going any far is of your own free will, and responsibility is solely on yourself. Any similarity to real hoi polloi or events is highly cliche, horrifying and unintentional.

Anyway for those of you unclaimed Cuban sandwich that want to experience a bit of interaction for the following few minutes I have some rule. I've been told in the past it makes me sound pretentious, but I just want to have fun and the subbies to have the same.

Rules for the U-boat :

As always, a constant stem in my stories are the rules… and these are the rules for the un-owned subs that want a niggling controller taken from them. These are optional, at to the lowest degree until you follow harness # 1..

Rule # 1 You belong to me until you thank me for your next orgasm. Say it,"schoolmistress Dyvia, I belong to you until I thank you for my following orgasm."Prove it to yourself by speaking those words.

normal # 2 I mark my subs. I prefer lipstick on your brim, thick and unblotted so you feel me every time you press your lips together. Seriously, if you have been reading my stuff and nonsense, you should know this rule.. So if you don't have any, get some ! Today, get your cute little ass down to the store and buy some, or at least social club some off the internet !

But if unavailable, get a contraband mark and write my name on your cock, or just over your pussy.

principle # 3 I over use ellipses… ... really ... ... I do… But I enjoy this. So whenever you see one, reach your shaft or clit a blue slap, nothing painful, but one that will bring in you a burst of arousal. Once you know what the RBF is, praxis your skillful one while you do bring these, ‘ bursts of arousal ...'And call up I did this to you, not you. ; )

dominion # 4 You may not cum without kept woman'permission. When you are done reading the story, there are criteria at the end for seeking my permission. Obey my teaching !

pattern # 5 You will read this floor in your deary pink bra and panties with no other clothes on… or naked if you don't have that bra and panty set… Transformed bimbos love pink, don't they pet ?

Enjoy.

Mistress Dyvia present :

RBF : The coquette

By Mistress Dyvia

POV The kept woman

I gently tapped my smartwatch to trip the receiving set earpiece that was snugly in my ear, and heard the voice speak out to me,"Mistress, your nine o'clock is here."

"I'll be down in sentence for the schedule naming ; he's early. Keep him entertained until I get there."

An enthusiastic ‘ Yes, schoolma'am !"followed, then the line went dead as I tapped the watch. A potential new client, came a little early, not surely whether to be insulted for intellection he could take more sentence than I offered, or complimented on the fact he was making sure he was not wasting mine.

I stood up and left my private office, I closed the door and heard the lock, the main Charles Francis Hall on this floor was carpeted, so my dog didn't make too a great deal disturbance. I wasn't dressed to intimidate sexually at the consequence, many of the girls here were used to my dominatrix visual aspect, but given the few incline looks that I pretended not to see as I passed a few girls, they were not used to seeing me in my ‘ boardroom bullying suit.'That was to say ; a Negro trouser cause, cad, red blouse, and a wolfish smile.

I tapped my watch again trying to get Angela. A moment later her part chimed in through my earpiece,"Yes, Mistress ?"

"Get the recruits from the hebdomad ending on the 22nd into auditorium C in 5 minutes, we have a new guest and I want to see how the new girls are doing."

"The 1 that have been here for just over a hebdomad ?"she asked.

I know she wouldn't argue and was confirming, but I found it very difficult to conceal the edge to my voice at someone questioning my decision."Yesss…"my voice slithered in annoyance.

"Very well schoolmarm, they'll be there in four."

"Thank you."I tapped the watch again as I arrived at the elevator. The door opened and I pressed the button for the Auditorium level.

There was a girl clearly uneasy,"Elli ?"I asked her.

"Yes, schoolmarm ?"

Is there something bothering you ?"

She shook her head,"No, schoolmistress ?"

"fountainhead then ... expression at this."I tapped the gamy pin on my collar. I saw her oculus dart up to the tapping sound my nails made, and then her body language shifted, she stance corrected itself, she suddenly seemed focused, her eyes looking at my pin, the musculus in her face going slack, and her entirely being said, ‘ relaxed.'I know the mentation going through her caput, we went out of our way to put them in there, ‘ I'm well-chosen letting others think for me,'‘ I like looking pretty,'‘ I will obey my superiors without question.'etc…"Elli, will you obey all of my commands ?"I asked as my hands moved toward her breasts and my nails traced outlines around her very visible nipples…

"Yes, Mistress.."she said as I noted this is the most assurance her voice spoke since I stepped into the elevator with her…

"Good. I want you to do something for me…"

About a hour later, the elevator room access opened, and I held her lash by the strap with one finger noting how they were ruined by her orgasm. I saw a maid enter a elbow room, and I dropped the panties on her cart and continued on toward the auditorium.

I stepped inside and there were xii girls sitting in the front man row. They all had that vacant locution on their face, they were all sitting identically with their legs crossed and their hands resting on top of one another on their human knee, the position of their arms forcing their breasts into an ask round cleavage… just as we taught them. I looked behind me and saw the blue symbol that was on my collar projected onto the cover, no wonderment they were so focused.

I needed four miss for my role. I looked them over carefully. I tapped the redhead,"Gigi, stand up, walk to the door and time lag for me."I heard her check as she obeyed, then I walked past times two girls, I tapped one with melanise hair who was naked except for a pinch, she blinked a couple meter as her eyes were taken away from her focus."Kati, stand up and wait by the door with Gigi."She responded just like Gigi. I skipped by another female child, and tapped the brunet on the berm,"Roxi, stand up and walk to the others and wait for me."I frowned as I realized I had already picked three and still had about half the girls to go. I took a couple tone back and looked for which one would be the best eye candy… candy… My eyes darted to the endure girl, I took a few steps toward her and tapped her shoulder"Candi, stand up and follow me."

"Yes, Mistress."I heard her say as she stood up and followed me as we got to the other girls… I tapped my watch again,"Angela, I have the girls I need, you can return the others to whatever they were doing before."

As we walked down the Asaph Hall I ran over the girls what would encounter,"So we have a new node, and since you are new girls, I thought this would be a great exercise on how to picture him how well you girlfriend are trained. Don't worry you can not fail, and truthfully I don't expect you to be the good, and that is the spot, to see how far you have come in a short amount of fourth dimension, next sentence he comes we will introduce him to a fille who has been here for a month."I realize at this distributor point their attention might not have been as serious as I would prefer. I stopped outside the office,"Simply female child, You're gon na go in there, search pretty and wait until he picks one of you out. Do you all read ?"

They each nodded, and I said,"goodness, come up along."as I reached for the door ...

POV : Jason Auberfinn

I checked my watch, I had made much good time than I had expected. My appointment was at nine, and it was a footling over twenty-five second early. At least I wasn't late. I entered and approached the receptionist, and looking at the generous cleavage and I thought that Edward VI was very much correct, this place was very a lot fantasy fulfillment. He said that if I applied, and was accepted, I would have my selection of the most beautiful woman, and for the compensate price it could be a date, it could be girlfriend, a sexual fantasy, or even a wife… to my specifications.

I'm still not sure as shooting how that would play out. But I sent my ‘ application'in to the electronic mail, was invited to that ludicrous office, where I spent three hours of my time filling out interrogative sentence and waited a month before getting a phone delivered to me, that rang as soon as I touched it… and they gave me a location and three appointments of my choice that I could arrive, and here I am.

The receptionist led me to an elevator.. I noted that she pressed a release that said, ‘ public bureau,'and there was a button further up saying ‘ private berth,'that seemed to require additional certificate as the push were not lit. The telltale shift in my stomach told me when the elevator started moving. We stopped and walked down the hallway, we stopped in battlefront of a door and entered. It was a very tiny office with a small desk, a pad on a standstill and a blu-tooth keyboard, with a low earphone in the box. The blond fair sex behind the desk smiled. The receptionist told the blond who I was and then left. The blond picked up a phone and dialed, apparently received educational activity, and led me into the next elbow room.

Again fairly spartan for an role and then it occured to me, public power was not for employment, it was for meetings with people outside the company, like myself. The seats were very comfy looking, and sitting down, that thought was confirmed. ‘ I need to get some of these for my office…'went through my head.

A second later the blond was standing in front of me."Is there something I forgot ?"I asked.

She shook her head,"fancy woman won't be down until the assignment time…"she started unbuttoning her shirt. Three matter occurred to me at that stop, ‘ schoolma'am,'so the the things Edward said were true… Two, if the preparation was really that estimable I could… never mind.. Cuz three, she's unbuttoning her shirt. Then she continued,"..I've been told to prevent you entertained until then."

She exposed her breasts to me, and my centre widened,"Holy shit, those are fucking beautiful."

She giggled at my response…"I'm certainly I can make that the to the lowest degree of your amusement."she took my hands as she kneeled in front of me, and took my hands to her breasts… My heart skipped a measure, this was straight out of a porno.

lupus erythematosus than a minute later her paw were unzipping my trouser, a consequence after that her tongue was stroking my dick making it bigger and self-aggrandizing, and when my putz wasn't get any bigger, she giggled as she looked me in the eye and saw the look on my face before the entire length disappeared into her mouth…

Seriously, I thought I was about to cum five metre, and she stopped me with just her lips… Scary accomplishment right there.

I heard the door open behind me, the blonde didn't stop."Mister Auberfinn, prissy to meet you, don't bother getting up, I wouldn't want to ruin your fun ... I assume you know who I am ?"

"Yeah, Edward told me about you."

"Good."she paused and looked behind me,"little girl stock up behind me."and four charwoman who were all ten walked behind her and stood, she snapped her fingers and said,"Girls,"and pointed to something behind me, and their faces all went slack.

I was tempted to reckon at their focal gunpoint myself, but somehow the attending the blonde was giving to my genitals made me decide to focus on what was in nominal head of me, not behind me.

She continued,"fountainhead you know that we provide sealed services, and since you have passed our tests I'm not afraid to order you More, what do you hump about what we do ?"

It was harder to centre with the tongue swirl thing the blonde was doing, but I tried."well I know I've been told you will cater the perfect charwoman for my needs, be it a dark, a engagement, a girlfriend or more, but I'm not sure on the details."

The woman smiled,"We curriculum the girls. They each have five year contract bridge, they gave their consent to be changed as they are. Some looking for fiscal increase, others looking for an advantage or trying to break loose debt or whatever reason lead them to being here, we adjust their personality, bring home the bacon a new identity, and in five twelvemonth they have the chance to reincarnate their contract or leave. If they choose to leave, they are given a stipend depending on their divine service, or if they are married or similarly engaged-slash-entangled, they will go through an amicable divorcement, and terms of any prenups will include her receiving 5 % of the money you earned from the day you said ‘ I do,'until the divorce is finalized…"And I realized for anyone that could give those services, they would be leaving these women in promising situations.

"Programming, is that why they look like snake god ?"I noted their personality-less expressions.

She giggled,"No. no… Those verbal expression are their RBFs…"

"Resting Bitch Face ?"I asked with mental confusion, they looked like living dead not bitches, and none of them looked like they could bellyache about anything.

Again she giggled,"No, We refer to it as ‘ Resting Blank face.'liberal of emotions, undefendable to suggestion. Though some guest refer to it as the Resting Bimbo Face despite that only a few are actually bimbofied."She tapped the pin on her collar,"Any girl who signs our contract is trained to be receptive to this symbol, it is above the room access in my office, they are all staring at it."

My center widened,"I see."ironically I could not actually see it without turning around ...

She looked at me,"To get started, I just need you to break up one of the four female child behind me, each have been here for to a lesser extent than two weeks, I thought that was a proficient seat to begin since you're new… If we can do this with a new girl, imagine what our experience girlfriend will be like."

POV Candi

I was putting on my makeup just enjoying myself. I love makeup, it brings out the best share of myself. Looks are of import to me, I love looking hot. I'm gorgeous and everyone should know it. People should look at me, I like being in the glare. I do my best when I make others look ripe, because I look good.

"Candi !"I looked up and saw one of the teacher looking at me, had she just called my public figure twice ?

"I'm sorry, how can I assist you ?"I asked as I stood and curtseyed.

"mistress D wants you in Auditorium 4 in three miniutes."

My centre went wide of the mark. I checked myself in the mirror, I think I looked hot. My dress was slutty as fuck, my tits were on display, my tomentum was unflawed, and my makeup was almost done. I grabbed some lipstick, and applied a coating, blotted and licked them in the mirror to see if I had that enticing facial expression, I did. I smiled as I followed miss Angela. We met with a few other girls and Miss Angela led us in, and had us sit down. She left.

I immediately turned to the girl on my right,"Hi, I'm Candi, any musical theme what Mistress D wants ?"

She introduced herself and shrugged her shoulders. Then complimented me on my makeup."Thanks yours is amazing too ! I love how you…"My thoughts were cut off as the concealment came to life."Shh.. we secure pay attention…"

There was a countdown from ten… and then…

Relaxation… I felt my dead body straighten its posture, and my ramification cross, I rested my hands on knees and watched. The Crest… I am pretty. I am obedient. I don't like to cogitate for myself. I am happy, and want others to live I am. I am pretty and I am hot. I exist for others'pleasures…

My opinion continued like that for a while Until I felt a tap on my articulatio humeri and Mistress was here telling me to follow her to the others ...

"Yes, schoolmarm !"I said with enthusiasm as I quickly stood, and walked over to the former three girls. Mistress led us down to the populace role. I'm not sure what was exceptional about them. There was a threshold with her name on it. We entered, her secretary's desk was empty. She opened the minute door to the main office, and there was her secretarial assistant giving a black eye job to a man. That looked like fun. I want some… I couldn't aid but pout a bit. mistress signaled for us to stand behind her desk, and we lined up. A moment later, she snapped her fingers and said,"fille,"and we all looked to where she was pointing ... The Crest… I am pretty. I am obedient. I don't like to think for myself. I am happy, and want others to know I am. I am pretty and I am hot. I exist for others'pleasures… I love when others tell me what my impression are. I love being silly. I am weak, and I live to serve…

The cerebration continued until Mistress said my gens. I snapped out of it. And looked at her and smiled,"I'm sorry schoolmarm, I missed what you said."

She smiled in entertainment, as I was realizing the other three girls and the secretary had left already. But Mistress spoke,"Jason has picked you for his dinner date tonight. You will not be leaving the assumption, but you will have dinner in the ballroom."

I smiled,"That is wonderful, Mistress ! He's aphrodisiac looking !"I said with a giggle, and then my eyes opened as I realized he heard what I said… I put my hand to my sassing as he grunted with something that may have been a laugh.

schoolma'am afixed something to his tie and said something like to him like,"remember if she acts oddly, just impart her aid to this and grant her a second. If you have any job, put your arm up and a staff appendage will be over to assist."

He smiled and looked at me, I felt devoured by his regard and felt my pussy gush in excitement. He held out his arm and I found myself stepping forward and putting my handwriting daintily through his arm and letting him contribute me out of the power and to the lift. It took me a moment to realize Mistress was with us as she pressed a button. When the lift stopped, Jason continued to lead me to a table while Mistress seemed to have gone in a different direction. I saw there were a bit of couples dancing in the midway area, some women being openly fondled despite their formal attire. She saw others eating, often the ones who were clearly the doms enjoying their solid food, some of the girl were lapping something out of a bowl, while others waited for their superiors to take a bite before they did. All perfect submissives like I was… or I hoped to be..

Soon we were seated. He was looking at the menu, I simply sat there waiting for him to order for me. And then he asked,"Are you going to look at the menu ?"

"No sir."That 's not my place.

"Do you already fuck what you want ?"he asked.

"No sir."

"What are you in the humor for ?"he questioned ...

"I don't understand."I felt a bit confused at his question.

"What kind of food do you want ?"he continued



What do I want ? I'm not supposed to think for myself. I don't like that. Wait. did I even want to be here ? I'm not some whore. I'm not some toy. I look down at my breasts… Why are they so big ? I felt myself breathing heavily. I didn't know this man. My eyes started darting around, why was I hear ? I didn't want this, but I volunteered so I could help… no… I felt dizzy.. My inwardness was beating so fast.. I wasn't ready for this ...

"Hey, its okay…"he said… But no it wasn't, I was scared… I'm not ready… I need to get out of here… I need to ... I heard a tapping sound from the man, I looked up at him, was he going to try and tell me everything was going to be alright ?"Candi…"he said my name, that wasn't my figure, okay it was, BUt I hated that name, I was Candace and ... He was tapping something on his necktie… I looked at it… Immediately, I felt my attitude correct itself, and the muscles in my case relax… The Crest… I am pretty. I am obedient. I don't like to reckon for myself. I am felicitous, and want others to know I am. I am pretty and I am hot. I exist for others'joy. I love when others tell me what my opinions are. I love being silly. I am weak, and I live to serve. I am womanly and I am dainty. I am passive. I accept others judicial decision. My consistency is for others to enjoy….

He snapped his finger's breadth. I looked up and smiled."I'm sorry. What were we talking about ?"

"What you would eat…"he started,"how do you normally do this ?"

I smiled,"You decide what I want and guild it for me."

He smiled."Easy enough."The waitress came and he ordered for both of us. Then he took my helping hand and commanded us to trip the light fantastic. I giggled as I liked being told what to do and jumped up and he held me finale. Now, I was certainly proud of my segmentation before, but I pulled in close to him, and felt my breasts pressing into his pectus, and have it away my cleavage was something infinitely more impressive.

He whispered in my ear,"We still have some metre before the dinner."He looked around seeing other couples in sexual positions,"How would you like an appetizer ?"

I looked at him in confusion, and then asked him"Like mozzarella pin ?"I asked as he already ordered for us… He laughed, then whispered in my ear… Ohhh…. Understanding on my look ... That could be fun !

Half an hour later the entryway was served, and even though my face was covered in his cum, it didn't break off me from enjoying the chicken caesar salad that he ordered for me ...

A gustatory sensation, but maybe.. Just maybe… it's not the End… ?

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Go ahead and figure out which social media I have : @ Dyvia16

fountainhead I certainly hope you write to me. I would love it even more if you followed me on Social spiritualist or supported me on [ Creative message funding site ]. That being said, what do you think happened in the elevator ? I'd beloved to hear some of your edition of those events… and whether you would like to see this storey fleshed out a little more. And of row, whose shoes you'd rather be in.

As for my Cuban sandwich that are looking so very forward to that coming. Ask me for it by emailing me, I will probably say no the first time… unless of course I see test copy of your lipstick. You could send me a scene of your backtalk painted of course, or you could hand write a letter saying, [ your epithet ] is attribute of Mistress Dyvia on [ today's date ], submissively [ Your Name ] with a lipstick kiss next to it, or you could get creative… Otherwise, if I'm not feeling generous, I will give you a task to complete, and if I'm satisfied I will permit you to cum. I'm waiting for your obedience, my devoted pet .