I wrote this back in Dec for my [ certain creator content financing website ] for the rare fifth Lord's Day of the calendar month. I call this a tease instead of a prologue, cuz I haven't decided if you're getting Thomas More just yet. Over the next couple up month I'll have a few stories that I'll let my fans vote on for my following multi-chapter story. The events of this chronicle are parting of what will likely be the third base arc ...

Disclaimer : This level is my intellectual property, and should be treated as such, do not plagiarize, or post without permission. If it is not legal to watch Hagiographa that are sexually explicit and may have stem of thrall, feminisation and former ‘ deviant'sexual experiences : do n't read this. Do n't interpret it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going any far is of your own innocent will, and responsibleness is solely on yourself. Any similarity to real people or events is highly cliche, horrifying and unintentional.

Anyway for those of you unclaimed bomber that want to experience a bit of interaction for the next few minutes I have some ruler. I've been told in the past it makes me sound ostentatious, but I just want to take fun and the subbies to accept the same.

normal for the pigboat :

As always, a constant radical in my account are the rules… and these are the rules for the un-owned subs that want a little control taken from them. These are optional, at to the lowest degree until you follow rule # 1..

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

Rule # 2 I mark my subs. I prefer lipstick on your back talk, thick and unblotted so you feel me every clip you press your rim together. Seriously, if you have been reading my clobber, you should know this rule.. So if you don't have any, get some ! Today, get your precious little ass down to the computer memory and buy some, or at least monastic order some off the internet !

But if unavailable, get a black marker and publish my name on your putz, or just over your puss.

Rule # 3 I over use ellipses… ... really ... ... I do… But I enjoy this. So whenever you see one, sacrifice your cock or clit a gentle slap, nothing painful, but one that will bring you a salvo of stimulation. Once you know what the RBF is, exercise your best one while you do bring these, ‘ burst of stimulation ...'And remember I did this to you, not you. ; )

formula # 4 You may not cum without Mistress'permission. When you are done reading the news report, there are measure at the end for seeking my license. Obey my pedagogy !

pattern # 5 You will study this story in your favorite pinko bra and panty with no other clothes on… or au naturel if you don't have that bra and panty set… Transformed bimbos love pink, don't they pet ?

Enjoy.

fancy woman Dyvia presents :

RBF : The tease

By Mistress Dyvia

POV The schoolmarm

I gently tapped my smartwatch to activate the wireless 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 metre for the scheduled designation ; he's betimes. go along him entertained until I get there."

An enthusiastic ‘ Yes, kept woman !"followed, then the line went utterly as I tapped the watch. A potential new client, came a fiddling betimes, not for certain whether to be insulted for intellection he could engage More time than I offered, or complimented on the fact he was making sure he was not wasting mine.

I stood up and left my secret billet, I closed the room access and heard the lock, the primary hall on this level was carpeted, so my bounder didn't make too much noise. I wasn't dressed to intimidate sexually at the moment, many of the daughter here were used to my dominatrix appearance, but given the few slope looks that I pretended not to see as I passed a few lady friend, they were not used to seeing me in my ‘ boardroom intimidation suit.'That was to say ; a black pant suit, heels, red blouse, and a wolfish smile.

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

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

"The I that have been here for just over a calendar week ?"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 determination."Yesss…"my part slithered in annoyance.

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

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

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

"Yes, schoolmistress ?"

Is there something bothering you ?"

She shook her head,"No, Mistress ?"

"Well then ... look at this."I tapped the blue pin on my collar. I saw her heart dart up to the tapping sound my nails made, and then her body language shifted, she posture corrected itself, she suddenly seemed focalize, her eyes looking at my pin, the sinew in her face going slack, and her completely being said, ‘ relaxed.'I know the thought going through her head, we went out of our way to put them in there, ‘ I'm glad letting others think for me,'‘ I like looking pretty,'‘ I will obey my master 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 confidence her vocalism spoke since I stepped into the elevator with her…

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

About a bit later, the elevator room access opened, and I held her thong by the strap with one fingerbreadth noting how they were ruined by her orgasm. I saw a maidservant enter a room, and I dropped the scanty on her cart and continued on toward the auditorium.

I stepped inside and there were XII young lady sitting in the front row. They all had that vacant reflexion on their face, they were all sitting identically with their ramification crossed and their hands resting on top of one another on their knee, the position of their arms forcing their breasts into an inviting cleavage… just as we taught them. I looked behind me and saw the downcast symbolic representation that was on my pinch projected onto the screen, no wonder they were so focused.

I needed four girls for my purpose. I looked them over carefully. I tapped the red-header,"Gigi, stand up, manner of walking to the room access and wait for me."I heard her confirmation as she obeyed, then I walked yesteryear two miss, I tapped one with blacken tomentum who was naked except for a collar, she blinked a couple time as her middle were taken away from her focus."Kati, stand up and waiting by the room access with Gigi."She responded just like Gigi. I skipped by another girl, and tapped the brunette on the shoulder,"Roxi, stand up and take the air to the others and wait for me."I frowned as I realized I had already picked three and still had about half the female child to go. I took a couple pace back and looked for which one would be the best eye candy… candy… My eyes darted to the last young lady, I took a few footmark 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 give the others to whatever they were doing before."

As we walked down the hall I ran over the girls what would happen,"So we have a new client, and since you are new girls, I thought this would be a great exemplar on how to usher him how well you girls are trained. Don't concern you can not give out, and truthfully I don't expect you to be the Charles Herbert Best, and that is the detail, to see how far you have come in a short amount of time, next time he comes we will introduce him to a girl who has been here for a month."I realize at this point their attention might not take in been as sound as I would favor. I stopped outside the part,"Simply female child, You're gon na go in there, calculate pretty and expect until he picks one of you out. Do you all understand ?"

They each nodded, and I said,"Good, total along."as I reached for the door ...

POV : Jason Auberfinn

I checked my watch, I had made much easily time than I had expected. My fitting was at nine, and it was a little over 25 minutes early. At least I wasn't late. I entered and approached the receptionist, and looking at the generous cleavage and I thought that Edward was very much correct, this stead was very much fantasy fulfilment. He said that if I applied, and was accepted, I would have my option of the most beautiful womanhood, and for the right monetary value it could be a escort, it could be girlfriend, a sexual fantasy, or even a wife… to my specifications.

I'm still not trusted how that would puzzle out out. But I sent my ‘ practical application'in to the electronic mail, was invited to that nonsensical bureau, where I spent three hour of my meter filling out interrogative and waited a month before getting a phone delivered to me, that rang as soon as I touched it… and they gave me a position and three date of my option that I could get in, and here I am.

The receptionist led me to an elevator.. I noted that she pressed a button that said, ‘ world Offices,'and there was a push button further up saying ‘ buck private spot,'that seemed to require additional security as the release were not lit. The telltale shift in my breadbasket told me when the elevator started moving. We stopped and walked down the hallway, we stopped in front of a threshold and entered. It was a very petite government agency with a small desk, a pad of paper on a stand and a blu-tooth keyboard, with a small phone in the recess. The blonde woman behind the desk smiled. The receptionist told the blonde who I was and then left. The blond picked up a phone and dialed, apparently received instructions, and led me into the future room.

Again fairly spartan for an office and then it occured to me, public business office was not for oeuvre, it was for get together with people outside the company, like myself. The seating area were very comfy looking, and sitting down, that view was confirmed. ‘ I need to get some of these for my office…'went through my head.

A moment later the blond was standing in straw man of me."Is there something I forgot ?"I asked.

She shook her head,"Mistress won't be down until the date time…"she started unbuttoning her shirt. Three affair occurred to me at that point, ‘ schoolmistress,'so the the things Edward said were true… Two, if the training was really that good I could… never mind.. Cuz three, she's unbuttoning her shirt. Then she continued,"..I've been told to keep you entertained until then."

She exposed her bosom to me, and my eyes widened,"holy place prick, those are fucking beautiful."

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

Less than a minute later her work force were unzipping my pants, a instant after that her tongue was stroking my prick making it grown and bigger, and when my cock wasn't get any braggart, she giggled as she looked me in the eye and saw the looking at on my cheek before the total length disappeared into her mouth…

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

I heard the threshold give behind me, the blond didn't stop."Mr. Auberfinn, nice to meet you, don't pain in the ass getting up, I wouldn't want to ruin your fun ... I assume you know who I am ?"

"Yeah, Edward VII told me about you."

"Good."she paused and looked behind me,"miss line of products up behind me."and four woman who were all tenner walked behind her and stood, she snapped her fingers and said,"miss,"and pointed to something behind me, and their faces all went slack.

I was tempted to look at their focal point myself, but somehow the attention the blonde was giving to my crotch made me make up one's mind to sharpen on what was in front of me, not behind me.

She continued,"Well you know that we provide certain table service, and since you have passed our tests I'm not afraid to say you more, what do you know about what we do ?"

It was harder to concentrate with the tongue vortex thing the blond was doing, but I tried."Well I know I've been told you will provide the perfect woman for my want, be it a night, a date, a girl or more, but I'm not sure on the details."

The woman smiled,"We program the young lady. They each have five class contracts, they gave their consent to be changed as they are. Some looking for financial amplification, others looking for an vantage or trying to get by debt or whatever reason lead them to being here, we adjust their personality, provide a new identity, and in five class they have the chance to renew their contract or leave. If they choose to leave, they are given a stipend depending on their Robert William Service, or if they are marital or likewise 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 divorcement is finalized…"And I realized for anyone that could afford those services, they would be leaving these women in promising situations.

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

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

"Resting bitch grimace ?"I asked with confusedness, they looked like zombi not bitch, and none of them looked like they could bellyache about anything.

Again she giggled,"No, We refer to it as ‘ Resting Blank face.'unloosen of emotions, capable to suggestion. Though some clients refer to it as the Resting Bimbo facial expression despite that only a few are actually bimbofied."She tapped the pin on her collar,"Any girl who mansion our contract bridge is trained to be receptive to this symbolisation, it is above the doorway in my bureau, they are all staring at it."

My eyes 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 pick one of the four girls behind me, each have been here for less than two weeks, I thought that was a good place to start since you're new… If we can do this with a new young woman, imagine what our experienced miss will be like."

POV Candi

I was putting on my makeup just enjoying myself. I love war paint, it brings out the best part of myself. look are important to me, I love looking hot. I'm gorgeous and everyone should recognize it. People should search at me, I like being in the public eye. I do my best when I make others count good, because I look good.

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

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

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

My middle went wide. I checked myself in the mirror, I think I looked hot. My garb was slutty as fuck, my tits were on display, my hair was unflawed, and my makeup was almost done. I grabbed some lip rouge, and applied a coat, blotted and licked them in the mirror to see if I had that enticing look, 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 rightfield,"Hi, I'm Candi, any estimation what Mistress D wants ?"

She introduced herself and shrugged her shoulder joint. Then complimented me on my war paint."Thanks yours is amazing too ! I love how you…"My thoughts were cut off as the screen came to life."Shh.. we better pay attention…"

There was a countdown from ten… and then…

Relaxation… I felt my body roll out its attitude, and my legs hybridizing, I rested my hands on knees and watched. The Crest… I am pretty. I am obedient. I don't like to think for myself. I am well-chosen, and want others to know I am. I am pretty and I am hot. I exist for others'pleasures…

My view continued like that for a while Until I felt a tap on my berm and Mistress was here telling me to succeed her to the others ...

"Yes, schoolma'am !"I said with enthusiasm as I quickly stood, and walked over to the early three female child. schoolma'am led us down to the public offices. I'm not sure what was special about them. There was a door with her name on it. We entered, her secretary's desk was empty. She opened the second door to the main role, and there was her secretary giving a blow job to a man. That looked like fun. I want some… I couldn't assistant but pout a bit. kept woman signaled for us to place upright behind her desk, and we lined up. A moment later, she snapped her finger's breadth and said,"Girls,"and we all looked to where she was pointing ... The Crest… I am pretty. I am obedient. I don't like to opine 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 opinions are. I love being silly. I am frail, and I live to serve…

The thoughts continued until Mistress said my name. I snapped out of it. And looked at her and smiled,"I'm sorry schoolma'am, I missed what you said."

She smiled in amusement, as I was realizing the other three girls and the secretaire had left already. But schoolma'am spoke,"Jason has picked you for his dinner date tonight. You will not be leaving the premises, but you will deliver 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 mouth as he grunted with something that may possess been a laugh.

schoolmistress afixed something to his tie and said something like to him like,"think of if she acts oddly, just take her attention to this and give her a mo. If you have any problems, put your arm up and a staff phallus will be over to assist."

He smiled and looked at me, I felt devoured by his gaze and felt my pussy gush in excitement. He held out his arm and I found myself stepping forward and putting my hand daintily through his arm and letting him lead me out of the office and to the elevator. It took me a moment to realize Mistress was with us as she pressed a button. When the elevator stopped, Jason continued to result me to a mesa while fancy woman seemed to hold gone in a unlike direction. I saw there were a number of couples dancing in the middle country, some adult female being openly fondled despite their formal dress. She saw others eating, often the one who were clearly the doms enjoying their solid food, some of the girls were lapping something out of a bowl, while others waited for their superiors to lease 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 carte, I simply sat there waiting for him to order for me. And then he asked,"Are you going to bet at the menu ?"

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

"Do you already do it what you want ?"he asked.

"No sir."

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

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

"What kind of food for thought 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 cocotte. 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 meat 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 speech 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 epithet, that wasn't my name, 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 bearing correct itself, and the muscles in my boldness relax… The Crest… I am pretty. I am obedient. I don't like to consider for myself. I am glad, and want others to have intercourse I am. I am pretty and I am hot. I exist for others'pleasure. I love when others tell me what my ruling are. I love being silly. I am weak, and I live to serve. I am womanly and I am dainty. I am inactive. I accept others judgements. My body is for others to enjoy….

He snapped his fingers. 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 purchase order it for me."

He smiled."Easy enough."The waitress came and he ordered for both of us. Then he took my 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 finis. Now, I was certainly proud of my cleavage before, but I pulled in ending to him, and felt my breasts pressing into his chest, and recognize my segmentation was something infinitely more impressive.

He whispered in my ear,"We still have some meter before the dinner."He looked around seeing early brace in sexual emplacement,"How would you like an starter ?"

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

half an hour later the admittance was served, and even though my face was covered in his cum, it didn't block me from enjoying the chicken Julius Caesar salad that he ordered for me ...

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

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well I certainly hope you write to me. I would love it even more if you followed me on Social Media or supported me on [ Creative message funding website ]. That being said, what do you call back happened in the elevator ? I'd honey to hear some of your versions of those events… and whether you would like to see this taradiddle fleshed out a little more. And of course, whose place you'd rather be in.

As for my U-boat that are looking so very forward to that orgasm. Ask me for it by emailing me, I will probably say no the first time… unless of course I see proofread of your lipstick. You could institutionalize me a characterisation of your lips painted of row, or you could hand write a letter saying, [ your name ] is attribute of Mistress Dyvia on [ today's date ], submissively [ Your public figure ] with a lipstick kiss next to it, or you could get creative… Otherwise, if I'm not feeling generous, I will give you a chore to complete, and if I'm slaked I will allow you to cum. I'm waiting for your obedience, my give pet .